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I just need to rant here.
My little sister got married tonight. She has known the guy for six months, and has been dating him pretty much the entire time. She turned 18 only a week ago, and only two weeks before that did I find out about the wedding. She has been across the country on vacation for the last few weeks, and since most of the family disapproves of her union and wants nothing to do with it, I was left to do some of the things she couldn't from out of town, like bake her wedding cake (which is important).
She and her new husband are both unemployed, so the wedding was paid for by his parents. Their food budget? $30 to feed 50 people. They're doing a cookout tomorrow to celebrate. Of course, since my husband works in the meat department of a grocery store, we HAD to get her all the best deals. And she only gave us two days to do so.
Only last week was I told that I wasn't actually invited to the wedding, since it's in a tiny gazebo on a street corner. Our mom was invited though, so she ended up staying last night at my house. We had a good time and planned to take Little Ara to the park to play in a water fixture they have there, but on our way there, we got a text from my sister. "Wedding dinner's in half an hour at [Chinese buffet]." Now, this wasn't the RECEPTION dinner, but rather something my grandfather wanted to do for her. We had to call and ask him if it was okay if Little Ara and I tagged along, since we were already in town and it would take an hour for my mom to take us home and get to the buffet. He okayed it, and we were the only others who showed. (Little Ara still got to play in the water at the park, though.)
Now, for the cake. My sister wanted to use our grandmother's cake recipe, but the only people who have it now that she's been dead nearly a decade are my dad and aunt. I can't get ahold of either of them right now, and I have no idea who's supplying the ingredients if I CAN get the recipe. It's currently almost 11:00 at night, I have to have the cake ready by noon tomorrow, and I have nothing other than the pan.
I want nothing more than to slap this girl and tell her, "Lack of planning on your part does NOT constitute an emergency on mine," but I'm too good of a person to do anything about it.
Someone save me.
My little sister got married tonight. She has known the guy for six months, and has been dating him pretty much the entire time. She turned 18 only a week ago, and only two weeks before that did I find out about the wedding. She has been across the country on vacation for the last few weeks, and since most of the family disapproves of her union and wants nothing to do with it, I was left to do some of the things she couldn't from out of town, like bake her wedding cake (which is important).
She and her new husband are both unemployed, so the wedding was paid for by his parents. Their food budget? $30 to feed 50 people. They're doing a cookout tomorrow to celebrate. Of course, since my husband works in the meat department of a grocery store, we HAD to get her all the best deals. And she only gave us two days to do so.
Only last week was I told that I wasn't actually invited to the wedding, since it's in a tiny gazebo on a street corner. Our mom was invited though, so she ended up staying last night at my house. We had a good time and planned to take Little Ara to the park to play in a water fixture they have there, but on our way there, we got a text from my sister. "Wedding dinner's in half an hour at [Chinese buffet]." Now, this wasn't the RECEPTION dinner, but rather something my grandfather wanted to do for her. We had to call and ask him if it was okay if Little Ara and I tagged along, since we were already in town and it would take an hour for my mom to take us home and get to the buffet. He okayed it, and we were the only others who showed. (Little Ara still got to play in the water at the park, though.)
Now, for the cake. My sister wanted to use our grandmother's cake recipe, but the only people who have it now that she's been dead nearly a decade are my dad and aunt. I can't get ahold of either of them right now, and I have no idea who's supplying the ingredients if I CAN get the recipe. It's currently almost 11:00 at night, I have to have the cake ready by noon tomorrow, and I have nothing other than the pan.
I want nothing more than to slap this girl and tell her, "Lack of planning on your part does NOT constitute an emergency on mine," but I'm too good of a person to do anything about it.
Someone save me.
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