Damn my brother. He had the smarts to elope a few years ago. My Dad has been sad about it ever since, and so we decided it would be nice to have a small-scale traditional wedding that could include him and other relatives.

Boy am I ever regretting it.

For those of you thinking of tying the knot, I’d definitely advise you to do it simply, and with as little people as possible.

You see, we just got back from visiting Politika’s mom. We dropped by there after going to the wedding of some friends (for which cf was doing the photo shoot) to show her how the dresses she made for my daughters looked. I hadn’t even got my coat off when she tore into Politika because her aunt is appalled that we’re using Evite to send out invitations.

(And yes, we are using Evite, and yes, it’s non-traditional and tacky, but it’s the most efficient way to do it on short notice, and besides, it’s *Our* Freaking Wedding – it’s not up to anyone’s aunt or uncle to dictate how we do this. The most important thing to us is that our families attend and be happy for us, instead of bitching about any detail that doesn’t mesh perfectly with what they think a wedding is supposed to be.)

This woman has not offered an inch of support since finding out about the wedding, has not offered to help, has not offered any positivity at all, and has even said she’s not sure if she’ll go because her ex-husband will be there. Now that planning has (without a choice) proceeded without her, she’s decided to pick out things she thinks we’re doing wrong.

And all this in front of my kids. They smiled and tried to play hide and seek in the living room, while Poli’s mom screamed at her daughter for the invitation thing, and undoubtedly was about to pick out all the other things she thinks we’re doing wrong.

So I marched into the kitchen and told her that this was ridiculous, we didn’t go there to fight, and that we were leaving. She said “This doesn’t concern you.” Uh, hello, I’m the groom-to-be. I replied, “It’s our wedding, and we wish you would attend, and we wish you would be happy.” And we left.

I’m so angry right now. I want to say to hell with these petty people and just have a small ceremony and dinner with my parents, my direct siblings, Politika’s direct sibling, her grandparents and her cool uncle and partner.

Sounds fucking good to me.

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