-=The Day Before The Wedding=-
Have the personal trainer at 8:30AM, work out and hear him talk about random stuff which was just sort of blah. Heās a little to macho right winger for me. Anyways, we eventualyl get out of the car and start driving to PA. Grandma calls my dads phone and says something to the effect of āyouāre suppoosed to go to dinner tonight with someone, but we donāt know who.ā Yeah, helpful ā of course, neither she nor grandpa had their hearing aids in, so conversation was difficult at best. Attempt further communication, fail miserably.
::dad continue driving:: I get a good way through HP Book 5
We stop for a pit stop, I get starbucks, my younger brother sam orders the uber ice cream from heck (yes, heck) which was like the most expensive, nasty carvel ice cream on the planet, I think he had just about every topping possible, it was scary.
Anyways, dad then asks me to give him a ācrib sheetā of the gay lexicon, and what the words mean. Thus, that shall be done shortly. Iāll be interested to see his response. āBottom: what your son isā all the way down to āTop: what your son seeksā and āBDSM: a fun and endearin weekend activityā ā yes, I plan on having fun with my father, he put out the welcome mat.
Anyways, we get to PA, check into the hotel, and go out for dinner to a pizza place (I had grilled chicken, as I couldnāt have the carbs) with the bride and groom and family, then we went back to the brideās parents house for coffee and cake (I had neither). One woman there was like āI had a painter come in ā heās gay, never had a lesson in his life ā and he did an amazing job.ā And I just shook my head and sighed, because apparently all of us Gay people are just amazing artists and what not (well, I am, but like I know many who just arenāt).
Come home and on the way finally pick up the grandparents from the great aunts (theyāre twins) house. Go to the hotel, and depart for the night. Before leaving, grandma tells me that she āwants to speak to me tomorrow.ā I am āovercome with joyā at hearing these words.
-=The Next Morning=-
Get up for breakfast, say hi to other family members, smile, be cute, and basically had all day free (the wedding started at 8pm) so after breakfast I ran for an hour at the hotels gym (yes, Iām a gym rat ā sue me). Came back upstairs and got a call from dad and the grandparents (while I was running, dad took grandma for her beauty appointment) and they wanted to see meā¦went down to their room, but dad basically offered to take me to the mall because sears was having a close out sale so Grandma didnāt get a chance to talk to me.
On the way to the mall, I mentioned that I lost my glasses (dad has lost 5 more pairs than I have, so he really has no right to be mad at me yet ā yes, seven pairs SINCE IāVE STARTED COUNTING, not in his life time) and as luck would have it, the mall had a pearl vision, so I had them call the pearl vision in buffalo who got my script from my optometrist in LI and long story short, I got a new pair of spiffy glasses and sunglasses (because they had a deal where I got 175.00 off the sunglasses). It was nice being able to see during the wedding. Go to sears, get some jeans (for like 19.99 a pair) and some shirts, and come home to the hotel.
During this point, I run into more family members, say hi to everyone and get stopped by grandma and grandpa ā they wanted to know a) how I knew I was gay b) if my roommate was gay and c) did I have straight friends. I answered their questions, and follow ups as best I could, and that was all that was said on the matter for the duration of the trip.
Parental units and brothers and I went out to dinner at TGIFridays (I got the rewards card for future use of obtaining rewards points) and then came back and got dressed ā I looked uber spiffy. Picture, if you willā¦
My face with thion silver tiny oval glasses
Tailored Italian Suit with a matching silver vest
Amazingly Hot Shirt
DKNY Tie
Spikey Hair
Yeah, you get the picture. The one really nice thing about the night (assides from the wedding) was some of the compliments that not only I got, my my side of the family received as a whole ā people like us because a) we look good and b) weāre nice, and itās nice hearing it sometimes.
Of course, I dunno, people get all excited about weddings and stuff, but theyāre really not for me. I donāt think itās right to invite everyone in the family, make them think that theyāre really loved and invited (read: everyone was talking behind each others backs and some people were there, wellā¦weāre not sure why) just to recieve money from them. Yes, I know Iām jaded.
Iāve described my ādreamā wedding before, Iāll describe it again:
Have a nice day with my top/partner/spouse/husband, come home, get screwed through the sheets. Be handed a ring (silver or steel ā I canāt stand gold) and go out for drinks with some close friends to celebrate and then go to a club. Thatās all I want.
The next day, head to the lawyers office to sign some form of contract and get a change of name hearing from a judge so I can take on my husbands last name and be done with it. I donāt need some fancy party or a bunch of family members there, considering that more than half of them drive me up the wall to prove my love to someone. I donāt think tuxedoās make it any more real.
One, I donāt think marriage has to have anything to do with god, itās between two people and the love that they share whether gods in their life or not. I donāt need god as a witness. Two, I just donāt find the meaning in the whole āmake a public show of it and spend lots of money on a partyā thing, I hate formal affairs why would I subject my friends and family to them, to something I know that no one (but a few family members who live and die for weddings and bar-mitzvahs) enjoy?
Wouldnāt people be more happy in an enviornment where they can kick back in sneakers, have a blast, laugh, smile, share happy stories and goodtimes past instead of listening to wind beneath my wings by some crappy ass dj?
Anyways, we got home at about 1:30 AM, at which point Mom, Dave and myself watched phone booth, it was a really intense movie ā I liked it, and will definetly need to see it again. Whoever thought it up was insane or a genious or to tell the truth, both.
-=Sunday After Breakfast=-
Had breakfast with family members, and then drove home. It took about three hours, we hit MAJOR traffic all over, but we finally got home. I then took the car and drove mom and myself to go pick up the dog. And here I am.
-=Randomness=-
So, first and foremost, Iād like to know the culprit of the āsuck, suck, suck, gleeā post which can be found here. Come on folks, fess up 😛
Also, for those who are interested ā next years course schedule (and yes Brent
pyrop I know Iām a ābumā according to you, but youāre still jealous so admit it :-P)
Oh, Iām now down to a size 36 pants (which are ::gasps:: sort of loose on me) and a size medium in button down shirtsā¦yeah, Iām sort of happy, but not happy yet ā I still have a stomach, and I want abs! Thus, Iām going to have to do more than just run for an hour every day, Iām going to need to lift weights about every other day, which Iāll need to fit into my schedule, somehow. Iāll manage.
In random quotes, this just sort of made me feel good, so Iām posting it here (read: shamelessly inflating my own egot, if you donāt like it, well, :-P)
(And yes, I changed the AIM name to protect the innocentā¦)
Eric (7:42:12 PM): you are the most stubborn person Iāve met.
Eric (7:42:15 PM): In a good way.
stuffeddonkey (7:42:17 PM): lol
Eric (7:42:21 PM): You decide youāre going to do something,
stuffeddonkey (7:42:22 PM): thanks, I think ^_^
Eric (7:42:22 PM): and you do it.
Eric (7:42:31 PM): You donāt accept no as an answer.
Eric (7:42:33 PM): Heheā
Eric (7:43:05 PM): I knew youād lose weight over the summerā but, I doubted youād lose as much as you were hoping toā
Eric (7:43:07 PM): and, you did.
And as I close ā in 50 days, as of today Iāll be 19!
~ me
moocowinthecity 
