Damned when I do and damned when I don't
Posted 25 May 2009 - 09:20 PM
Kind of wish I had a place to hide
Posted 25 May 2009 - 09:30 PM
I'm sorry they are stressing you out about something that seems pretty trivial. I doubt many guests will comment on who's name was on the return address label.
Posted 25 May 2009 - 09:34 PM
Please...these people need to chillax, have a damn martini and a valium or somethin. Ridiculous. They are being insane, so don't let them drag you into it. Rise above, ignore and be blissful.
http://i17.photobuck....inecollage.jpgThe Fab Four (my quads) Meryn, Kellen, Nico & Layla
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Posted 25 May 2009 - 09:57 PM
Posted 26 May 2009 - 10:41 AM
Posted 26 May 2009 - 11:06 AM
There's an aesop's fable that might help you feel better... it's long, but worth the read.
A Man and his son were once going with their Donkey to market. As they were walking along by its side a countryman passed them and said: "You fools, what is a Donkey for but to ride upon?"
So the Man put the Boy on the Donkey and they went on their way. But soon they passed a group of men, one of whom said: "See that lazy youngster, he lets his father walk while he rides."
So the Man ordered his Boy to get off, and got on himself. But they hadn't gone far when they passed two women, one of whom said to the other: "Shame on that lazy lout to let his poor little son trudge along."
Well, the Man didn't know what to do, but at last he took his Boy up before him on the Donkey. By this time they had come to the town, and the passers-by began to jeer and point at them. The Man stopped and asked what they were scoffing at. The men said:
"Aren't you ashamed of yourself for overloading that poor donkey of yours and your hulking son?"
The Man and Boy got off and tried to think what to do. They thought and they thought, till at last they cut down a pole, tied the donkey's feet to it, and raised the pole and the donkey to their shoulders. They went along amid the laughter of all who met them till they came to Market Bridge, when the Donkey, getting one of his feet loose, kicked out and caused the Boy to drop his end of the pole. In the struggle the Donkey fell over the bridge, and his fore-feet being tied together he was drowned.
"That will teach you," said an old man who had followed them:
Please all, and you will please none.
Posted 28 May 2009 - 01:53 AM
Wow I did not even put last names on my invite it was just come joing Jeni and Tim on the sand when and where!
my RSVPs went to my mom because I keep moving so hers is the only constant address... I guess I dont understand people and the need to take over others weddings...
Posted 28 May 2009 - 10:12 AM
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