Archive for October, 2010

October 23, 2010

daily grin: october 22, 2010

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October 21, 2010

daily grin

by badmammy

Every day when I go out & about in the world I look for something to make me grin. I like to start each day with a good attitude, if I can. B I G challenge. I’m usually grumpy about having to leave home so, I look for something to make me smile.

Today’s daily grin: a dude  totally rocking out on his air guitar while he waited at the bus stop. He had headphones on so I don’t know what he was playing but his eyes were closed & his back was arched so I know it was good!

October 17, 2010

post wedding report

by badmammy

OK, so I wore cords & they were from JJill. It all went off smoothly. I was aprehensive about wearing pants to a wedding & the fact that they were black really piled on the anxiety until I got there & looked around. I looked downright colorful with my watermelon colored “belbet” shirt & black pants. I wore a bolo tie that belonged to one of the guests. It had come apart during the rehearsal dinner the night before so Big Daddy took it home with us, fixed it & I was to return it. I had it on so I wouldn’t forget. heeheee, you know I wound up wearing it the whole ceremony. I had hot rolled the hair & shot it full of hairspray. I was rosy cheeked, smiled a lot & tried to stay out of the pictures.

First of all, the rehearsal dinner was fun, fun, fun & I wound up in love with the whole crazy bunch. Meeting BB’s parents was a blast & I have to say they are some of the bravest folks I know. They were so fun & full of love for their baby girl & wanted to participate to the fullest in a “real American” wedding. I introduced myself to them, they told me their names & bowed, I bowed, they bowed, I bowed, they bowed, I bowed. Getting lower with each bow, MamaSan was dang near bumpin her forehead on the floor when it occurred to me that perhaps I should stop bowing. I had to laugh out loud at myself & that set them off. We were laughing.

PapaSan wanted to give the bride away, doing the traditional step, pause, step, pause, up the aisle.

After we got everyone situated I told them all to take their time & enjoy the moments, it will go by too fast as it is so don’t rush it. breathe.

We had a yummy “horsesoveries” happy hour, ran through the logistics, I talked to LG & BB about what they wanted to say. Mainly I looked at the face’s. Everyone was genuinely happy. I could see the love shine in the HC’s eyes, in the the love of parents wanting only to make their children happy, the shining of lifelong friends, rowdy with love that the first one of the bros was getting married. The room buzzed with love & laughter. I piled another lump of quac & a mini pig-in-a-blanket on my plate & wondered what I was going to say.

The wedding was wonerful (haha, a typo but i have to leave it!). The venue, a hotel in the Old Town area, was the perfect set up. The weather cooperated & we were able to be outdoors, under the arbor. The sun was setting. The air felt great.

My heart broke open & I gasped out loud when the doors opened & PapaSan & BB walked out. They slow stepped toward us. All I could see were the faces. To think, I thought they had been shining a lot up until now. The love was palpable, it punched everyone in the gut. I heard a lot of sobbing.

I’d like to think my words were inspiring & meaningful. I worried over them, that’s for sure. I wasn’t too nervous; determined not to let it show. I know my voice wavered at one point when I messed up on a word & I let that throw me. Then I rushed the ending. On the positive side, it was going great right up until the end & I had even gotten a laugh.

I know I keep saying the same thing, but it’s true. I can still see the whole ceremony in slow mo, the faces of LG & BB, as they gazed at each other & held hands. Beyond them, the shine of parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles. friends. The emotion hung in the air. The hearts beat in one rhythm.

“Beloved guests, I introduce you to Mr & Mrs Happy Couple!”

 

horsesoveries, with a tip o the hat to my Aunt Millie, one of my heros & one of the funniest folks ever lived

October 10, 2010

and the preacher wore levis

by badmammy

Egad! I am procrastinating up a storm. I’ve got a wedding ceremony to perform Wednesday evening & I need to get to writing. Today’s anxiety level is orange. Please be alert & careful where you step.

First of all,  I am honored to be invited to participate. The Happy Couple are my friend’s son, Lucky Groom,  & his fiance. I haven’t met them yet. I meet them Tuesday night at the rehearsal dinner, to be held at LG”s parents home. The Blushing Bride is Japanese & her parents are flying in for the event. I’ve heard they don’t speak much English. BB has requested the ceremony not include any talking by the HC other than “I do”. LG has requested no God or any of that stuff as there really won’t be any Christians in the house, between the Hippies & the Buddaist.

The HC are having a small, family, “regular” wedding in the US then will go to Japan at a future date, TBA,  for a Japanese wedding.  They reside in CA but LG’s family home is here.

I have to write something meaningful & loving without offending anyone. Hahahah. No anxiety there. This whole episode is sorta surreal. Be careful what you throw out into the universe. I have presented myself as a competent individual who is qualified to do this. So, now I gotta do it. Wheeeee! The thrill of the fear.

PLUS, and most importantly, what am I gonna wear????? I’ve gotta go with my motto of already having everything you need, just look around yourself. The famous wedding dress is out. I’ve got to adapt to Fall in NM. Glorious Fall in NM! I’m going with a velvet watermelon colored shirt, turquoise jewelry & jeans. I’m thinkin’  I will even pull off the famous shoes with this outfit. After all, everyone will be looking at BB.  I’ll slather on some makeup & keep smiling.

October 2, 2010

bore-ring

by badmammy

I am boring. I know this. Even the most hardboiled of detectives would quit in tears after a week of tailing me. No dark alleys, no midnight drives, no one sneakin in . . . . . nope.

“Subject went straight home from work & never left again, except to go to work & back. I watched her for a week & nothing happened. I quit. boohooo.”

Doesn’t bother me, I like being boring. It has taken me a lot of time & effort to achieve this level of simple & I aim to keep it this way.