don't make me

I got coned into showing for a bridal shower.

I keep a rule of thumb on these happenings, especially with an extended family like mine. I'll go if I think they'll attend any of my frivilous events. I know that this soon to be cousin in law isn't going to attend my wedding, share any of my interests, or simply even be able to appreciate the matter when I choose to marry someone outside of our family's tradition.

Sickly enough, I'm very aware a good handful of my cousins can't produce reasons that are in depth and real when it come to why they chose their partner.


Something goes wrong in my head when I go to these things, very very very wrong. I'm not wired to handle a group of either docile or giddy women all boxed into a tiny room. There's way too much estrogen going around, and it finds a way to grind my nerves. (Oh heres a mixing bowl you always wanted one I'm sure!!! If you didn't it's time to start!!!!)


Thank god I wasn't raised in a polygamous society.