Wednesday, January 4, 2012

The long awaited, much belated second post

Why hello, dear reader...

Yes, I'm pretty sure the only reader I have thus far is Miss California Kay.

It has been quite some time since I have posted on my new blog, but not for lack of things to write about.  I have been excruciatingly busy with the holidays, my lovely daughter, and my freshly engaged-to-a-douchebag sister.  I also have a terrible habit of "writing" fabulous sparkling blog posts in my head, and never getting them onto a computer for viewing pleasure.

My beloved little sister got engaged this December, and I have been quite beside myself with sadness and disappointment.  It is so difficult to see someone you love and care about so much throw their life away on someone who could never be their equal.  I've been struggling with the line between knowing that the relationship is not right and supporting my sister's decision to be with someone.  However, no matter how much me and my family disapprove of the man she wants to marry, I am still her sister first and foremost.  I will attend her wedding, tear up from her beauty as she walks down the aisle, and decorate her vehicle with a quirky "Just Married" sign. 

I'm still going to spit in his drink when he's not looking.

3 comments:

  1. Oh my goodness I <3 you. I've been in your shoes. A very dear friend got into a relationship (3 years later she's still sticking it out, unhappily) with an absolute douche who's not good enough for her. We had one serious "he's not right for you, here are my reasons" conversation. I told her I loved her no matter what and that I wouldn't be bringing it up again.

    I suspect some people just aren't confident enough to be alone and will cling to the first person who comes along and seems interested in them, no matter how incompatible they are. You're an absolute sweetheart; I agree, no matter how much you dislike him, she's your sister and it is ultimately her choice. Spit in his drink for me too and I'll keep my fingers crossed that little sis wakes the eff up before the wedding.

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  2. Oh...I wrote that wrong. I mean SHIT...not spit.

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  3. If that's the case, I'll pass.

    I think he'd have to be pretty trashed not to notice that dear.

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