And what a Memorial Weekend this will be! I've got the sitter lined up for my kids... husband just has to email her mom to get directions to her house so he can pick her up on Saturday afternoon. I've got to do some cleaning up around here tomorrow so the sitter isn't totally grossed out Have to find the charger for husband's compact digital camera so we can take pictures... Need to steam some wrinkles out of my dress... I've got my monthly afternoon bunco group at 11:30... then after I pick up the kids from school, I'm splurging to get my nails done. Saturday morning getting my hair cut and colored (the gray roots just won't fly). Then I've got to dash home, get dressed for the wedding and head over to the bride's mom's house 30 miles away where the bride and her other bridesmaides (of which I am now officially one) are doing their makeup, getting dressed and taking a few pictures with the photographer. Then we're all getting in a limousine to be taken to the ceremony on a blufftop overlooking the ocean. Hopefully the holiday beach traffic won't be too horrific -- but we're leaving about 2 hours before the ceremony to be safe, and the location is not a beach access area, so that should help. husband is supposed to make his way there on his own from our house (about a 40 mile drive to a place he's never been... I'm a bit nervous about that part for him -- he's a tad directionally challenged). After the ceremony, husband and I will follow the limousine down the coast to the reception at sailing club. We'll have to stop back at the mom's house on our way home to pick up the other car. I'm exicted and a teeny bit nervous -- I don't know any of difficult child-bro's friends. I don't know any of his bride's family (met her mom once). I feel like I'm going to a stranger's wedding that my parents will just happen to be at. And possibly my mom's two brothers and their wives. As far as I know, that's the only family difficult child-bro invited. (So out of the 100 or so guests, a total of 8 are from difficult child-bro's side of the family.) Oh cripes, I hope we aren't all lumped at one table! I don't know if I can take a five-hour reception with my difficult child-dad -- imagine Archie Bunker with a little borderline, paranoid, panic disorder and agoraphobia thrown in to make things interesting. Plus, he's on oxygen 24/7. Even if he manages to not make an of himself with some inappropriate comment, there's a good chance he'll decide he wants to leave early -- unless he takes plenty of Xanax that day. Because when he wants to leave, he wants to leave NOW. No warning, no concern about how it affects others. He's downright obnoxious. My poor mom... she's already told me if he pulls that on her she'll either take him home and come back or call him a cab. I personally vote for the cab. Anyway... It will be a very memorable weekend, no matter what happens! I plan to eat, drink, and have a good time! And with any luck, I'll get to SLEEP IN on Sunday!! (Oh yeah, and we're going to sister in law#1's house Sunday afternoon for the holiday and her birthday which is Tuesday -- so YEAH, no cooking for me!!!) Found out the two lovebirds are leaving Tuesday for 10 days in NYC. I think they'll try to catch a taping of David Letterman, so I'll have to be sure and watch next week.