🐾 GRAB THIS, SARGE! 🐾

You know, I’m really glad my aunt, who’s not on speaking terms with my mother, decided to come to the post-rehearsal dinner cocktail party for my brother’s wedding and spend the entire hour and a half that we were there slinging insults at her in front of a captive audience when she could’ve just, I don’t know, sent her an email, or better yet, not shown up and ruined the night that was supposed to be a celebration for something she’s not even a part of. I really would’ve liked to take some fancy pictures with everybody tonight and I think my mom would’ve liked to enjoy a nice evening meeting my brother’s friends instead of getting fingers pointed at her by her sister, but, well. At least we got to leave the cocktail party early and be in bed before midnight. So. I guess I’m glad.