Yah, well except that the brother wants his best man to SPEND TIME WITH HIM at, I dunno, a STAG maybe.
I’ve known a lot of people who’ve been married, and I don’t know any of the men that were keen to have the girlfriend of the best man at the stag to watch the festivities. :rolleyes:
Where’d my last post go? To the Bahamas, I guess…
Annie–do tell us more about the sister-in-law-to-be when you get a chance, please. Sounds interesting.
Actaully - it’s not for the stag.
If the wedding will be help in Florida (still a flight from where we live), the groom expects a stag party 2 days before the wedding (if my SO can leave work) traditionally at a strip joint. I do not have a problem with this, as long as my SO does not get a lap dance.
The day before the wedding, the groom has requested that my SO and a few other friends (male and female) stay with him. Also not a problem in theory. If the wedding goes back to FL, I will simply fly there the day of the wedding. HOWEVER, I think it’s shitty to keep that in place if we’re going all the way to Bermuda.
My SO hardly ever sees his brother, and I would not bitch about the groom wanting a bit of extra time.
I simply feel that the bride and groom are neglecting to acknowledge the logisitcal and financial difficulties that their new plan causes.
I do not think I mentioned this before, but the brother is older… 26 or 27, I believe. My SO is 23. We are NOT established, we do NOT have money to burn. We did pick up the tab a lot when we visited (perhaps they thought I came from money because of that?), but we had budgeted for 6 mos. to do so.
We’re not poor by any means, but we’re young, trying so save enough so we can get married and move… I’m just stunned that the brother hasn’t taken my SO’s situation into account at all.
Well, is it Bermuda or the Bahamas? Both in the Carribean but still a big difference.
I was going to say that you don’t really need passports to get into the Bahamas. I’ve been there twice, once via cruise ship, once via airplane. They’ll let you through Customs with a valid U.S. driver’s license.
But if it’s Bermuda now… I don’t know. You’ll have to do some research.
The sister-in-law.
Hmm.
Well, I was disappointed. I so wanted to adore her. I don’t have sisters, and it would have been fun to have her as a friend. We have a lot of common ground in in general, but the specifics are polar opposites. Example: She sings! I sing! Yeahy!!! And yet, it all fell to shit when she said she loved Celine Dion, and I said I loved Bjork. Dead silence ensues.
And the baggage. She’s a large girl. Not morbidly so, but more than plump. I used to be pretty large myself - and I remain a curvy girl. Still, I think she saw me as the enemy. I tried not to be obnoxious - but it all went to hell. She wanted fast food, I said I couldn’t eat it, I’d prefer a salad. I think she was sensitive about that. I just didn’t want to poop all night, as grease is likely to make me do. I was also tired and nervous the whole week, hence I was being a little fussy about food, and I didn’t always join in on the snacking. I think it made her feel self-conscious about what she was eating.
She’s also from the south. I’m from Chicago, but now live in New England. There was some strange tension there, too. Not yankee-confederate, more like she assumed that we would assume she was an uneducated hick.
And she did not graduate from college.
It was like she needed to prove herself - but she didn’t, and it made me really uncomfortable. She was combative - she was the expert on everything. She definately pulled the alpha-female thing on me (and yes, I had moments of snarling and growling right back - of course, the boys had no idea…they thought we were playing nice.)
They refused to take us to see their apartment - gave us totally lame excuses. “It’s dirty” - we don’t mind, you should see our place! “No, it’s really filthy” - well, if it matters to you, you had 6 months to clean it. Not to mention we were there a week… could have tidied and had us stop by… we said we’d love to just hang out one night… it was insulting.
The sister-in-law also had the brother renig (sp?) on his birthday gift to my SO - 2 nights of the hotel room. Not a big deal, but considering we got them into theme parks for free, paid for dinners, and were about to shell out some major cash for a show, I thought that was shoddy. Needless to say, we went dutch after that and skipped the show.
My SO thinks the brother painted a rather hoity-toity picture of us. My SO is a chef at a high-class French place, and yes, we do like nice food, and yes, nice wine (but we live in a shit hole and drive clunkers, and rarely indulge in the nice food and nice wine).
It was just strange.
I still want to like her - thinking of a million reasons she acted that way. And I probably did come off kind of snobby, because I was offended by them very early in the game and thus was wary…
Phew… ah well. They are great for each other, at least.
Let the SO go, you stay home. Saves money and heartache. Hell, I’m going to a wedding in Detroit in two weeks and my wife is staying home for those same reasons. Why do you have to be there?
Many of the stories in Etiquette Hell involve people scrambling to replace honor attendants. Let 'em eat cake, ha ha.