Venues.

I'm still looking at wedding venues when one site suggested Sweetwater Casino. I try to go to their website, and it's a no go. Googled it and it turns out that the place burned to the ground in June.
I'm still waiting to hear back from The Chelsea.
The Flanders is nice, but I'd have to provide liquor. For the price of their packages, I'd rather go somewhere that includes alcohol.
There's the Ram's Head Inn or Lucy the Elephant, although seating for 40 people would be impossible. Ripley's Believe It Or Not, I think, would a great place to hold this bitch.
I don't know, we've got to make sure we set a solid date first.

Folding cranes.

I've got about a year to fold 1000 cranes. Easy enough right? I just have to make sure I've enough wedding magazines to cut into squares. About half of the cranes will be used for the center pieces with the rest as place cards and table decorations. It will be almost as pretty as this.

I really do hate most of the people of this country.

Oh noes! This doll is an evil, hate spewing piece of plastic. Panic! They are invading.

So in October, there was some controversy because some paranoid parents thought that this doll was was saying, "Islam is the light" and "Satan is king." Reading some of the comments here makes me regret living in this country.

I listened to the doll. If it said anything, I heard, "Is mama right?" That's only because I expected to hear something. Saying you heard the doll say "Satan is king" and/or "Islam is the light" is ridiculous. It's like me telling everyone my 15 month old daughter said "Blastoff" when in fact all she said was "ba o", repeating what she heard on one of her shows.

The whole thing can be explained in one word: Pareidolia.
Pareidolia describes a psychological phenomenon involving a vague and random stimulus (in this case, baby babbling) being perceived as significant.

And now for something somewhat similar: This comic made me laugh so hard.

Phone calls.

When an 800 or an 866 number calls, I don't usually answer my phone. The few times that I do, I have a tendency to listen to the whole 10 speech before I politely decline. Not tonight. Some chick from The Pink Apron Preview called. 2 minutes to hear what I won before I told her the wedding was canceled. It's not, but it got me off the phone and off their list.
Me: 1
Wedding Industry: 0

With the way things are looking, if I have my way, we're going to end up going to a courthouse. Or Vegas.

And I'm still going to wear purple.

Halloween.

Last night was nice. Not spectacular, but nice. The Goddess had some fun, as long as her daddy was holding her.
My costume didn't turn out right. It irked me. To no end.

Weekend fun.

We're all fine
Then fights begin
We're all wrong
She has to win
Burma Shave

A birthday party
She turned one
Ate some cake
Had some fun
Burma Shave

Marriage.

I'm sick of hearing that marriage is for one man and one women. It's not. Marriage now, in this point of time, is the state acknowledging a couples commitment to one another. Because of that, people marry for many different reasons, love being only one.

If I lived 500 years ago, I would be considered married, even if there was no ceremony. I live with my intended and have a child with him.

Same-sex marriages were not illegal in the Roman Empire until there were Christian emperors. And why is it that in the United States, save for CA, and MA, that same-sex couples cannot be married? It's because politicians are basing these law on what The Bible says. Laws that are unconstitutional.

Now, I have no intention to marry a women, but there shouldn't be laws limiting rights based on the beliefs of Abrahamic religions. Especially in a country that claims separation of church and state.