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So, a few minutes I had this post mostly written and then my computer did this thing where the mouse has been sitting on a short link and some part of my hand lightly brushes the track pad causing the page to change. Then to make matters worse, the auto save feature at Dreamwidth is clearly not working as I had absolutely nothing from which to start the post again. Thanks, guys. To top of my frustration, Jeff asks “ Why don't you work in a text editing format?” as if it will fix the problem now of having lost an hour and a half's worth of writing. I love him, but this wasn't a moment to remind me that what I was doing wasn't working.


I'm a little grumpy, though the roasted and spatchcocked chicken should help some with that. As will, getting over the frustration and getting the damned thing written again. You will lose some details but the general gist will be the same.


So! Sunday! The room was freezing and we didn't sleep well so we were up fairly early. Kitchen chat included republican nonsense and ignorant statements. My sister is included here – letting her husband decide who she should vote for. What is this Stepford?


The rehearsal was at 2, we were only a little late getting everyone and everything out the door. Even so we were down two groomsmen, and we did a lot of hanging out waiting for someone to tell us what to do. This gave us time to play with one of the bridesmaids' two sons, one a toddler and the other only a month old, as well as time to be silly and have fun. Us girls get along fairly well, even though two of us don't have kids, and the only thing noticebly in common is my sister. One did get a White Collar reference early on and kept winning points from me and Jeff. Hot, confident, good with kids and horses. Yes, please! Apparently there has been interest between her and my brother but the distance is making things as 'just friends'. My sister teased them all night.


Dinner was Bob Evans...none of us had eaten very much that day and I chose something that was very good but wasn't very good for me. Oh well, it was a good time to hang out and enjoy my family. We don't get whole lot of time to do that now with everyone.


Sleep that night was interrupted by the room now being too warm from a heated fan which never turned off and was getting so hot as to make me very nervous and I eventually shut it off. Then the thunderstorms after everyone else eventually slunk in after hanging out and chatting. We were up early again, this time for showers and then out to the church.


We were late again – a Walmart stop for snacks and t-shirts for the boys. Mom was there and then we split up into the Moose lodge team and the flower team. Jeff and I went with Liz to go and pick out and make the bouquets for the wedding. Yep, day of. Nothing like last minute planning. But it was fairly calm and soothing. W hite and green hydrangeas, white tulips, white and green roses, white wax flowers and evergreen fronds.


Back to the church for hair and makeup. I got Liz's hair setting then passed her off to makeup. From there I worked on bridesmaids. The first was the hardest, with straight thick hair, and I got frustrated enough that I needed to leave and hide for a little bit. I came back calmer and ready to tackle the next girl. This one was much easier, the pretty one we had hung out much of the time. A messy chignon with the fronts twisted in. A style that works reasonably well with hair like hers and mine – wavy and light.

My hair and makeup was somewhat last minute but I did finish and get dressed in time to be in line.


The wedding itself was short and sweet, though heavily nazerine christian with the unity candle and god's hand in every aspect of how a marriage is supposed to work. I tried to keep a straight face, which meant that I probably looked like a very bored statue. The pictures took forever but eventually we made it to the reception hall where we ate chicken and noodles, lasagna, and other very basic but tasty foods that Liz's now mom in law made. We managed to snag the two bottles of champagne meant for the wedding party and drink quite a bit of it before the rest of the table noticed. I did make sure the new married couple got their glasses first. A good time was had dancing and having time with family, barring a slight creeper that I had to rescue another bridesmaid from, and Jeff's sister clearly not having a good time. The party was about an hour and a half longer than it needed to be but eventually we went back to the church, cleaned up, changed and drove home. I could tell Jeff was exhausted as he was beginning to hallucinate conversations and being generally goofy. We got home about 12:30 and were asleep by 1.

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Monday my sister was married to her significant other of 2 and a half years. But first there was the bachelorette party. Saturday night Jeff and I drove down to Middletown to stay at her soon to be in law's place for the weekend. There was a lot to do before the wedding and it just made more sense to be down there to help since I was a bridesmaid and all. His parents are reasonably nice people, a littlie more right of center politically and religiously than Jeff and I, but somewhat accepting. His mother sees angels... which squicks me a bit in a way I have trouble describing. The belief is ok, but the evanglising conversation about angels I refused to have a part in.  They breed bloodhounds, and their current round was due on my sister's wedding day. The dog was huge, at least 12 pups and immediately took a liking to Jeff. Which is unusual  but cute, to watch him enjoy petting a dog that was clearly enjoying it.

But back to the fun part, Liz and I drove up to Dayton to the Masque, one of the more well known gay clubs downtown. We get there about 9:30 super early for the club scene just  about anywhere. Though it did mean we could snag a side of the stage/dance floor for the weekly Drag show that started at midnight. The other side of the stage was already peopled when we got there by what I think was a birthday party for a dapper young man who was a bit over dressed for the club in his freshly pressed pants, suit vest and tie. He was a nice looking Jewish boy there with his mother and friends. He was fiddling with his tie and enjoying the drag show. The emcee for the night was Sinthia D. Meanor - looking at their facebook - she is a regular and I  can see why. She has a good stage presence and can keep a crowd going for more. Her first set was "Hey Big Spender!" from Sweet Charity. She made a comment about bachelorette parties coming to see drag shows and how she didn't understand why we would want to watch guys playing at being girls and why not go watch boys strip. My first thought was " You put on a damn good show that I want to see", and " We have boys wave their dicks at us all the time and we're expected to a. enjoy it and b. act like we don't/are shy. I far prefer watching people enjoy what they are doing, make a good show of it and I can show my appreciation with out there being any expectation of reward. The next was Daray Lorez who performed mostly pop songs that I am not going to remember. She was good, and upbeat but not going to remember.  Third was the most exciting, Dee Ranged - Miss Universal ShowQueen and Former National Entertain Of the Year. Her three songs were the most well thought out and executed numbers - though man, the prep work. First song was Bohemian Rhapsody dressed as Edward Scissorhands. Makeup and costume was awesome, stilted movement and expression was very good. Second was a set of duets - I had the time of my life (from Dirty Dancing) and Summer Loving (from Grease). Here, she was dressed half in a Greaser's black leather jacket and jeans, and half in a womens short cocktail dress. Hair and makeup was also split down the middle, so that as the song went from male to female she would switch sides. Beautifully timed.  Her third song was clearly unimportant because she was dressed as the Mad Hatter from the newest Alice in Wonderland. Miss Ohio AAG Niomi Onassis was the final lady for the evening and even managed to drag my sister up on stage during her last song for a complimentary lap dance.

The music was great, good dance beats, songs that I even knew. I even danced and enjoyed myself , though being in heels meant my dance sets weren't long. I am so not used to heels anymore and I like it that way. The crowd was heavily mixed, which makes sense for a Saturday night at a gay club. They get to be a place where straight people go so they can dance without social pressure of hooking up - which can be somewhat detrimental to the club as people migrate over so do the people they are trying to not hook up with eventually follow. We had a couple of creepers late in the evening but they weren't overtly pushy and disappeared to find drunker prey when they discovered we weren't going to play.

We left the club after the last show set, dropped off another Bridesmaid at her home in Fairborn and - since I hadn't eaten in 6 hours - stopped by a McDonalds on our way home. Did you know they started serving breakfast at 3? It was news to me. We drove back to the house and it took some time for me to wind down - a couple of Bahama Mamas and a shot of tequila, then the soda and food and drive back. My sister - when tipsy - talks even more than she normally does. But it was a good time, hanging out with out having to do a whole lot of actual talking or being anyone other than me. Plus my officer's coat got some good looks as I walked out of the club.

OK, it's late. Sunday and Monday will have to happen later.


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