I don’t mind marriages, honestly, I don’t; but weddings are absolutely abhorable. Why would two otherwise reasonable and passably decent people want to exhibit themselves is beyond me. If I were to say 'Physician, heal thyself' now, it would only be too true. We have the newly wed couple paying house-call on us, Ma and Pa and two mean bros have conveniently fallen ill to justify the two day doctors' stay. Me? I am too exhausted to even complain of anything but I do now that I am beginning to hate sis and my brand new BiL; a BiL who fits the 'bro' bill perfectly, the sly, mean, smugly vain specimen of mankind that he is...only my parents could have ended up with SiLs who rock the mean-ness scale and are a constant threat to their sons' elevated mean-green status.

I am not too tired to NOT kvetch, it seems. Oh well.

Vile

When it rains, it pours. It's a particularly vile mess, personally and professionally, that I am in; perhaps I should just leave everything and sleep it off.
The best part is, there is no sis for me to talk it out...and from the signs of it, there would be no job either.