I spoke to my parentals about needing to call Groom's parentals. I should have taken part in serious libations beforehand because to say it was a beating would be like saying "The Jersey Shore" cast is demure. This may have also been why I was contemplating speaking to them the day after I had originally told Groom I would. Regardless, it needed to be done, and I wanted this particular Indian monkey off my back.
First my mom picked up the phone. I cut to the chase and told her that they needed to talk to Groom's parents to figure out dates and stuff.
"...oh ok. Hold on, talk to your father."
How many times had I heard this? Countless. Anytime there is anything of even remote importance, she relegates to him. It's like telling her is never enough, nor does she ever even want to hear the details of whatever I am talking about. I understand that both parents need to be in the know, but there is such a discrepancy between telling her and telling him first. If I tell my dad anything first, he never feels the need to bring my mom into the conversation. In short, it is exasperating and I'm just going to stop telling her anything to avoid further irritation on my part.
Dad got on the phone and he proceeds to tell me for the third time in the last few days how the cell phone companies are stupid "They want me to give MY social security number over the phone!!!" and how he proudly told them off "I told them 'Your company is stupid' and then I hung up on them!" He gets hyped up on these type of things. Anyway, after his lamentations were over, I broached the topic I called about.
"I don't really understand what I am supposed to call them for... you pick the date, we'll do whatever you want."
"Ok, I already told you the week I can take off work, so just fit it in that week. I don't care which date in particular."
"I am feeling uncomfortable about this whole thing, but ok. Just hope there is no drama."
Then there was about 15 minutes of him explaining how in the Motherland, he had seen countless people cause drama, how it was stupid, etc.
"What if they say the date is inauspiscious?"
"Then push it back a day."
"What if they say the whole week is inauspiscious?"
"Well that's unacceptable, I can work within that week but that's it. Just tell them it's up to the bride's side and this is what we want."
"What if they say the whole month is inauspiscious? What do you say then? What if they say 'We can't do it anytime that month, it just won't work.' What will you say then?"
I silently sighed and said, "Well, it's up to Groom and me and we don't have much vacation to spend. So yeah, this is when and how it's going to be, end of conversation."
"Ok, we'll see." Long pause. "How long do you plan on being there?"
"I can take about a week and a half off."
"That is not nearly enough time!! Your mom and I were thinking of taking 3 if not 4 weeks off to go!!"
"I told you I don't have enough vacation. And anyway, I understand why you guys would need to go early, but why would I?"
Another pause. "Yeah I guess you don't need to come early." More pausing. "Have you told anyone about this event?"
"The wedding? No. I don't want people asking a thousand questions about it."
"So then can we tell people?"
"Yeah, I don't really care."
"Ok, I'll invite only select reletives, but not the spouses I dislike."
"...Ok."
Then he went on for 15 minutes about how certain people within our family are jerks and what things they had to done to shun his otherwise warm familial tendencies (sarcasm).
The rest of the conversation was a blur as my headache was ever increasing and I was itching to just get off the phone and have a stiff cocktail.
Texted Groom afterward to let him know that the deed was done and received a curt "K" as a response. Apparently he was still sour from our previous conversation. Well, I wasn't about to worry about it and make the rest of my day crappy because of it, or my parents, for that matter.
The rest of the night was spent at an awesome restaurant, having an awesome dinner (Scotch eggs are TO DIE FOR), an awesome drink (whiskey sour type cocktail) and going to sleep in an awesome bed (snuggley goodness).
First my mom picked up the phone. I cut to the chase and told her that they needed to talk to Groom's parents to figure out dates and stuff.
"...oh ok. Hold on, talk to your father."
How many times had I heard this? Countless. Anytime there is anything of even remote importance, she relegates to him. It's like telling her is never enough, nor does she ever even want to hear the details of whatever I am talking about. I understand that both parents need to be in the know, but there is such a discrepancy between telling her and telling him first. If I tell my dad anything first, he never feels the need to bring my mom into the conversation. In short, it is exasperating and I'm just going to stop telling her anything to avoid further irritation on my part.
Dad got on the phone and he proceeds to tell me for the third time in the last few days how the cell phone companies are stupid "They want me to give MY social security number over the phone!!!" and how he proudly told them off "I told them 'Your company is stupid' and then I hung up on them!" He gets hyped up on these type of things. Anyway, after his lamentations were over, I broached the topic I called about.
"I don't really understand what I am supposed to call them for... you pick the date, we'll do whatever you want."
"Ok, I already told you the week I can take off work, so just fit it in that week. I don't care which date in particular."
"I am feeling uncomfortable about this whole thing, but ok. Just hope there is no drama."
Then there was about 15 minutes of him explaining how in the Motherland, he had seen countless people cause drama, how it was stupid, etc.
"What if they say the date is inauspiscious?"
"Then push it back a day."
"What if they say the whole week is inauspiscious?"
"Well that's unacceptable, I can work within that week but that's it. Just tell them it's up to the bride's side and this is what we want."
"What if they say the whole month is inauspiscious? What do you say then? What if they say 'We can't do it anytime that month, it just won't work.' What will you say then?"
I silently sighed and said, "Well, it's up to Groom and me and we don't have much vacation to spend. So yeah, this is when and how it's going to be, end of conversation."
"Ok, we'll see." Long pause. "How long do you plan on being there?"
"I can take about a week and a half off."
"That is not nearly enough time!! Your mom and I were thinking of taking 3 if not 4 weeks off to go!!"
"I told you I don't have enough vacation. And anyway, I understand why you guys would need to go early, but why would I?"
Another pause. "Yeah I guess you don't need to come early." More pausing. "Have you told anyone about this event?"
"The wedding? No. I don't want people asking a thousand questions about it."
"So then can we tell people?"
"Yeah, I don't really care."
"Ok, I'll invite only select reletives, but not the spouses I dislike."
"...Ok."
Then he went on for 15 minutes about how certain people within our family are jerks and what things they had to done to shun his otherwise warm familial tendencies (sarcasm).
The rest of the conversation was a blur as my headache was ever increasing and I was itching to just get off the phone and have a stiff cocktail.
Texted Groom afterward to let him know that the deed was done and received a curt "K" as a response. Apparently he was still sour from our previous conversation. Well, I wasn't about to worry about it and make the rest of my day crappy because of it, or my parents, for that matter.
The rest of the night was spent at an awesome restaurant, having an awesome dinner (Scotch eggs are TO DIE FOR), an awesome drink (whiskey sour type cocktail) and going to sleep in an awesome bed (snuggley goodness).
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