Wow...it's finally over

The big day finally came - the wedding I've been preparing for all these months. Well the bride was preparing too, don't get me wrong, but I've been working out, dieting, helping her plan and get ready for her big day too. A few of you know the trials and tribulations I went through up to this point. For those of you who don't, well...I'd rather not bring up old negative shit. So...the day started out by raining...downpour raining - coming from the North. Water was leaking inside of my home. That set me off. Then I forgot to go to Weight Watchers. How the hell can I forget to do something that important? That's not like me! I get my hair done, hoping and praying that it'll actually stay the way my girl does it, due to the rain. As you can see from the picture, it stayed. The bride was absolutely gorgeous, the groom was very handsome and neither of them cried during their vows. Their love for one another is very strong. I'm so excited for them! I, on the other hand, had to drink two glasses of wine to take the edge off before walking down the aisle. I just gotta say - it worked. I ended up drinking way too much and letting loose. I love when I get to do that. I'm too damn serious most days! I woke up today with a hangover, and should've taken a nap, but I didn't. Tomorrow I go back to work after a week long holiday. Sniff Sniff...

A Letter, By Annette

Dear Grouchy Lady that I saw in a store at the mall tonight,

You are very grouchy. Quite possibly the grouchiest lady I've seen/heard/been around for quite some time. You stood in line for mere seconds when the girl behind the counter asked if she could help you. Unfortunately for the girl, she had no idea that you were beyond help she could offer. Hell, I think even Dr. Phil would've turned and ran. You know who I think may have been able to help you? Sorry, I don't know either. Because you were that rude. And yes, I had to "butt in" as you stated, because I couldn't stand to see the girl behind the counter sobbing and crying any longer. Because noone deserves to be treated the way you treated her. And then, when I called you out on it, you turned on me! I get that you were being defensive. I get that you probably will go home and never think for a second that you were rude, pushy, argumentative, and downright mean to us. But my hope is.....that you will go home, unwind from the day, reflect on your behavior and feel just the slightest bit of guilt, knowing that you were as horrible as you were. And maybe, just maybe, the next time you feel the need for your demon to arise out of the depths of your soul, you'll remember telling the girl off, me off, the manager off and you'll make a different decision.

Because it's all about choices isn't it?

Let's hope you make a better one next time around. I know the decision I made tonight to butt in and stick up for that girl was the right one. You stupid, under-sexed, grouchy ass bitch who probably forgot to change her underwear this morning and realized it in the dressing room when you saw the brown streaks in your granny baps (big ass panties). You're probably constipated too, and most likely needed a smoke. A smoke I'm sure you had, with the windows rolled up and your kid in the back seat inhaling.

Sincerely,

Annette