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The wedding(?) where the seats were tree stumps?
The bobble head dick?
Butchie Boy haircut?
Daughter's probable divorce?
Why it is never appropriate to say, "What.....you want me to hit you over the head with a 2x4?" while having sex.
Showing posts with label Weddings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Weddings. Show all posts
Thursday, August 22, 2013
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
winner. winner. Chicken dinner!
First.....an apology. To all Wisconsinites.....since I have now been to a wedding in Minnesota, in comparison, your weddings seem more like a Royal Wedding. Seriously!
Minnesota is beautiful with it's lakes and winding roads. I found it odd that while the leaves are changing color in Wisconsin, they are still green in Minn. We were in Clearwater, near St Cloud. We stayed at the groom's parents lake home-not their primary residence. It has four units-all belonging to each of the 4 siblings. We had the beautiful loft bedroom above the great room. OMG! All windows, facing a huge beautiful lake. So peaceful. The only other couple that were supposed to be there were also from Illinois. The next morning we woke up to a couple of younger women and their kids. The following day the sister was there also. Of course....it is theirs but we were told it would just be us and the other couple-cool people by the way. We could have just as easily stayed in a motel. Well not easily, I suppose. I mean I didn't even see one, not one grocery store the whole time we drove through the state. But the other people at the lake home lived very close to the place where the wedding was. It was beautiful sitting out there in the morning and evening, but chilly.
On to the wedding. Opps! I almost forgot.....everyone there is drinking all the time. The rehearsal was a joke. This wedding took place on the grooms property-not the lake home. It was beautiful!!!!
Drinking all that night. Drinking all the way up to the wedding and also during. Yes during. About a 3rd of the quests and several of the bridesmaids and groomsmen. I think the bride and groom had beers in their hands coming back down the aisle. Then the wedding party got into a big gray school bus that one of them owned and drank their way around the gravel roads until it was time for the reception. The rest of us snacked and drank then left for the reception. The reception was in a place called the Ballroom. That is so laughable! It wasn't even close to being as nice as a VFW. I have been to receptions in VFWs and in fancy banquet halls. The food was a chicken 'buffet'. OK. Right.
Crap food. Crabby bartenders. Kids ran amok and no one really danced except the kids.
Hunter kept saying that it would get really crazy but it never did. It was just weird and not in a good way. I have been to many different wedding by many different nationalities but.....this was far and away the weirdest of them all. They are the winners.
Oh, did I tell you that after we left.....all hell did break loose? There was a gay guy who crashed the party and I think they finally had to call the police to remove him. The best part was that there was a big fight in the parking lot. Some girl who wasn't invited punched some one's mother-in-law. That's all it took. All the bridesmaids were fighting, beating up the girl on the ground. I mean beating the shit out of her.
The next day everyone was bragging about it and laughing, including the mother of the groom.
As for Hunter? I am taking a different stance. He can say what he wants and I can ignore it. How cool is that?
Minnesota is beautiful with it's lakes and winding roads. I found it odd that while the leaves are changing color in Wisconsin, they are still green in Minn. We were in Clearwater, near St Cloud. We stayed at the groom's parents lake home-not their primary residence. It has four units-all belonging to each of the 4 siblings. We had the beautiful loft bedroom above the great room. OMG! All windows, facing a huge beautiful lake. So peaceful. The only other couple that were supposed to be there were also from Illinois. The next morning we woke up to a couple of younger women and their kids. The following day the sister was there also. Of course....it is theirs but we were told it would just be us and the other couple-cool people by the way. We could have just as easily stayed in a motel. Well not easily, I suppose. I mean I didn't even see one, not one grocery store the whole time we drove through the state. But the other people at the lake home lived very close to the place where the wedding was. It was beautiful sitting out there in the morning and evening, but chilly.
On to the wedding. Opps! I almost forgot.....everyone there is drinking all the time. The rehearsal was a joke. This wedding took place on the grooms property-not the lake home. It was beautiful!!!!
Drinking all that night. Drinking all the way up to the wedding and also during. Yes during. About a 3rd of the quests and several of the bridesmaids and groomsmen. I think the bride and groom had beers in their hands coming back down the aisle. Then the wedding party got into a big gray school bus that one of them owned and drank their way around the gravel roads until it was time for the reception. The rest of us snacked and drank then left for the reception. The reception was in a place called the Ballroom. That is so laughable! It wasn't even close to being as nice as a VFW. I have been to receptions in VFWs and in fancy banquet halls. The food was a chicken 'buffet'. OK. Right.
Crap food. Crabby bartenders. Kids ran amok and no one really danced except the kids.
Hunter kept saying that it would get really crazy but it never did. It was just weird and not in a good way. I have been to many different wedding by many different nationalities but.....this was far and away the weirdest of them all. They are the winners.
Oh, did I tell you that after we left.....all hell did break loose? There was a gay guy who crashed the party and I think they finally had to call the police to remove him. The best part was that there was a big fight in the parking lot. Some girl who wasn't invited punched some one's mother-in-law. That's all it took. All the bridesmaids were fighting, beating up the girl on the ground. I mean beating the shit out of her.
The next day everyone was bragging about it and laughing, including the mother of the groom.
As for Hunter? I am taking a different stance. He can say what he wants and I can ignore it. How cool is that?
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Nothing in Common.
Really. We have nothing in common.
I didn't clean the pan well enough. Why do I have an ashtray soaking in the sink when we have a laundry sink downstairs.
I stay in and try not to smoke and try to watch a movie with him but it just never works. He criticizes everything, or at least it feels that way to me.
I compliment him. He compliments other women.
I ask if he is OK. He says, "What's wrong with you now?"
We are going to a wedding this weekend. I have heard him tell others that we (he?) might just parlay that into our trip to upper New England. I think I heard him say that it would be 3-4 days there and 3-4 days back so that he will be back to go up to Brian's farm to hunt. You know Hunter no longer hunts, right? No. He'll buy a license and let someone else fill the tag. He hangs out in bars. He will butcher the animals. He makes Brian dinner every night and does chores all day for him, including electrical. I could complain about the lack of lighting here but I have finally given up.
Opps. Got off track there. This trip. Do any of you know about it? Could you fill me in? We-and I use the term lightly-have not discussed it. I know it sounds awesome to some of you but it is not what you think, especially now that we have a dog again. You do not understand the love affair Hunter has with his dogs. Let's illustrate here. The train is coming........He snatches up the dog just in the nick of time and I, of course, am dead, having been slammed into by the train. Our trips generally involve visiting friends of his that also vacation late winter/early spring. This one would seem to be a trip for us as I do not think he know anyone along the way. But I dont' understand the concept of just going and not staying or enjoying anything. Is it just so that he can tell everyone that he is taking his wife there because she's always wanted to go? He has always said he would never go to the east coast because he doesn't want to. It holds no interest for him. After that, I would only mention it once in a great while. One year he went hunting in Maryland. He flew. He wouldn't fly with me, and he wouldn't go there. Can anyone see why I felt he had cheated on me?
Any women out there who would leave if they were financially able to? Yeah, I see all those hands going up. We should all band together and Hooker our way to financial freedom.
I didn't clean the pan well enough. Why do I have an ashtray soaking in the sink when we have a laundry sink downstairs.
I stay in and try not to smoke and try to watch a movie with him but it just never works. He criticizes everything, or at least it feels that way to me.
I compliment him. He compliments other women.
I ask if he is OK. He says, "What's wrong with you now?"
We are going to a wedding this weekend. I have heard him tell others that we (he?) might just parlay that into our trip to upper New England. I think I heard him say that it would be 3-4 days there and 3-4 days back so that he will be back to go up to Brian's farm to hunt. You know Hunter no longer hunts, right? No. He'll buy a license and let someone else fill the tag. He hangs out in bars. He will butcher the animals. He makes Brian dinner every night and does chores all day for him, including electrical. I could complain about the lack of lighting here but I have finally given up.
Opps. Got off track there. This trip. Do any of you know about it? Could you fill me in? We-and I use the term lightly-have not discussed it. I know it sounds awesome to some of you but it is not what you think, especially now that we have a dog again. You do not understand the love affair Hunter has with his dogs. Let's illustrate here. The train is coming........He snatches up the dog just in the nick of time and I, of course, am dead, having been slammed into by the train. Our trips generally involve visiting friends of his that also vacation late winter/early spring. This one would seem to be a trip for us as I do not think he know anyone along the way. But I dont' understand the concept of just going and not staying or enjoying anything. Is it just so that he can tell everyone that he is taking his wife there because she's always wanted to go? He has always said he would never go to the east coast because he doesn't want to. It holds no interest for him. After that, I would only mention it once in a great while. One year he went hunting in Maryland. He flew. He wouldn't fly with me, and he wouldn't go there. Can anyone see why I felt he had cheated on me?
Any women out there who would leave if they were financially able to? Yeah, I see all those hands going up. We should all band together and Hooker our way to financial freedom.
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