Padre PeggyLu . . . The Conclussion

So, the wedding ceremony I performed a few weeks ago was a complete success. My friends were really happy with the ceremony I wrote, and I got the guests to laugh at all the right places. Many of the friends and family of the couple gave me some of the most flattering compliments I have ever received, and I was very proud of myself. I’m glad that my friends pushed and challenged me, and that I was able to not only step up, but knock it out of the park.

Here are some of my favorite moments from the wedding:

• Telling the bride and groom an awesomely bad dirty joke just before the ceremony started.
• Choosing music from the Amelie soundtrack for the procession less than an hour before everything was set to kick off
• Being able to pull off both the whole Princess Bride “Mawwage” bit and “Let’s get pissed” from So I Married An Axe Murderer
• Front row seat to the best First Married Kiss I’ve ever seen.
• Being told that I should consider a career in stand-up comedy.  (Nah – I think I’ll stick to writing the funny, and stay away from large crowds)
• One word – cupcakes
• And, as a result, now knowing exactly what I would look like as a character in Mortal Kombat . . . and yes, I would totally drop your ass with my crazy ministering style.

 

I guess what I’m saying is, you really can’t go wrong with asking a girl who doesn’t believe in Marriage much to perform your wedding ceremony.    

 

Me and the Lovely Newlyweds

Especially if you want a personalized ceremony written in such a way so that you can let all your loved ones know not only how serious you are about each other, but also how seriously nerdy you are.    Because, yes, there was also a reference to Ganon thrown in for good measure.

 

Just sayin’.

Pandora – 4th of July Station

PLW’s Independence Day Radio Pandora Station!

Yes, it is hokey; what of it?  

I hope everyone had a good one.

 

Return of My Old Nemesis

So, if you’ve been following this here blog for very long, you probably remember back in March when I was celebrating and dancing on Cancer’s grave. I really thought that it was in our past, and that myself and my family could relax.

Well, the Bitch is back.

In April, just weeks after I got my final all clear, my father was diagnosed with cancer. In the last few months, he’s undergone chemotherapy and radiation treatments. In August, he is scheduled for surgery. I will be heading north, and will be staying with my folks during the surgery and recovery. I’m very thankful that my company is being very flexible, and allowing me to work remotely during that time.

My father’s prognosis is very good, and with the surgery, he should make a full recovery. However, it is still a very stressful time for us all.

And I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t fucking with my head at all, the number of family member who’ve dealt with cancer in the last few years. It would be nice to have just six months without it. Or to be able to come down from one loss or one battle before then next comes along.

I am exhausted. I am unmotivated.

Just sayin’.

The Cat

I think I like my roommate’s cat for the same reasons I’m attracted to certain men . . .

He’s self-absorbed and aloof.

Just sayin’.

Oh so adorable

I stole this from Natalie Davis

As Natalie points out, this kid is super cute.   And the sky doesn’t fall when he doesn’t say anything about marriage having to be between a man and a woman.

I love that progress can be adorable.

Padre PeggyLu

Next Saturday may be one of the craziest and unexpected days of my life, because next Saturday, I – PeggyLu – am performing the rites to bind two individuals in matrimony.   Officially.   Legally even.   It’s binding.   Oh shit.

Holy Huge Responsibility, Batman!

Do you have any idea how hard it is to write a wedding ceremony that is, at the same time, touching, personalized, and humorous?

And on top of that, to pick out the right dress to wear? 

So, I’m sure there will be pictures of that to add to this here bloggy blog soon.   I am so behind with everything.

Oh, and there’s a bachelorette party to attend, also, so there could be some tales of debauchery.  Although, I have to admit to not feeling too debaucherous lately.  I’ve been positively mild, to be honest.

We’ll see . . .

England Pics . . . Take 3

These were all taken in the village of Beverly.   At this point I had met up with my Aunt, and so we got to ride over in her convertible.   We visited St. Mary’s cathedral and the Minster there.   Lewis Carroll attended services at St. Mary’s, so there is a little statue of the White Rabbit on one of the columns inside.   It used to be a market town, so there’s a nice square, and we had some lovely pub grub for lunch.

More England Pics

Man, I’m a slacker.  I’ve been home for almost two months, and I’ve only posted one round of pictures.  In my defense – I moved, Momser came for a visit, it was my birthday, I had strep throat, and I’m writing a wedding ceremony.  I’ve been a busy girl, and any or all of those could and should be their own entry. 

Anyway, here’s another round of pics from Day 2 in Manchester.  As always, click to enlarge.

CSGL – Random

Yeah, so remember what I was saying about leaving that door open.   About how you leave yourself open to the experiences of life, sometimes you get the good.   Sometimes you get the not so good.   And sometimes you get the just plain strange.

My weekend started out pretty good and normal.  Kayphore and I went out to see some bands and karaoke.   By the way, best karaoke performances of my life, and you missed them.   Anyway, it was all good.   And then . . .

Kayphore and I were kidnapped and held hostage by a Rockstar.   On accident.  

At least, I hope it was an accident.  He’s a nice enough guy, and I don’t know that he would be trying to make me panic with a desire to fling myself down on the floor, kicking and flailing my arms while sobbing.  ”I . . . want . . . to . . . go . . . home!”

It was certainly the most interestingly random thing that’s happened to me in a long time.   And I can’t say that it was awful, but it was definitely not how I planned to spend that evening.   Any evening, really.   

We finally made it out of there Saturday morning.   

And that was just the start of my weekend.

 

Wowzer!

CSGL – Quitting

It’s part of the process, really.    I opened myself to a lot of new experiences in the last year, and I call it my Crazy Single Girl Life.    It’s what you have to do, right?   You have to invite the good in.    Unfortunately, with the good, sometimes a bit of unpleasant dust blows in with it.

Part of the growing I need to do is to learn to better trust my instincts.    For the last few months, my gut has been telling me that something was wrong.      I tried to change some of my behavior, and distance myself in certain situations, to shield myself from some behavior that was making me uncomfortable.  I tried to remain optimistic, and tell myself that these were things that would just blow over with patience.   However, there comes a point where you realize that the best answer is just to stop and say, “NO.  No more.   I’m done.”

I have quit the band and the soccer team.

It wasn’t all bad, and I have made some wonderful friends.   I know that we will see each other, and continue to be a part of each others lives.

But not everyone I meet is deserving of my friendship or my respect.

And at the same time, just because you shouldn’t be friends with someone, that doesn’t mean that you have to be enemies.   It just means that you move on.

Just sayin’.