My SiL wore red at her wedding. She looked great, and I think she really did wear the dress to parties and such later, like she said she would.

Aargh- my verbal warning has turned into a written warning while I was on vacation. I am pretty upset and angry, because although there were some really fair points about how I was too tired, and made mistakes and took phone calls from the theatre at work, there were some things that I totally didn't even think were problems and that I really suspect came from my work nemesis. (For example, she has always though that I gave too much of my work to the student, and that was one of the things on the list-- as well as my lying about the need for a student) My boss seems to think we are engaged in a power struggle and that I want to be in charge and I don't know where it is coming from. I mean, I am bossy, but some of the things she was taking badly were just bad phrasing (like saying that "we" were working under the education dean now-- I meant our department and she was thinking I meant that we were equals-- but she also seems to object to me saying I have to check with "our director" because she thinks that is me being passive aggressive).

She did say she wanted to not keep this stuff bottled up and that she wanted to give us a fresh start, but my "continued employment" means I have to have an action plan to improve this and we will meet every week (which I think is a good thing). She said she thought it was problematic that I feel this is coming out of left field

I think my parents' key censorship is on what we can consume together. Which is fair.

One would think.

About 15 years ago a friend of mine was in one of those off-broadway shows where a bunch of guys wound up naked and talked about coming out. It was a thing.

So Mom and the sisters and I went (they all loved this dude) and sat in ths second row. Mommy was so excited to see him on stage she kept poking my sisters on either side of her and saying, "Isn't this great! This is FANTASTIC!" until one of them turned to her and snarled "I'm trying to pretend you're NOT HERE"

The next day then teenaged youngest sis went back to High School and all she could think about was, "Eight naked men. I was right there with eight naked men."

Any younger and she could have wound up with with a fixation like my Clan of the Cave Bear one. Eight naked gay guys would have been a much tougher itch to scratch.

Oh, I read everything my mother did, and everything she bought, and she didn't seem to care, although she feels now that Clan of the Cave Bear and Erica Jong were perhaps not age appropriate...

There are so many battles at a wedding, I'm not surprised that people follow as much tradition as they do

I can't believe that other people make it so. When my best friend was picking music for her reception she was looking for Sinatra and his contemporaries. I reminded her that she went to high school in her eighties and didn't really like that stuff. The reception wasn't for her, she said. She had to make it for the handful of older relatives.

We totally ended up grooving to eighties music anyway, including stuff I'd just bought earlier that week. This is a woman who had a purple Dr. Seuss style cake. I think her inlaws got the message--unconvention was coming, if they hadn't picked up on her before the party. But there was just stuff she had to do their way--traditionally Italian, Jewish as she was.

Lego guns. Kinda scary. And I like guns.

I'm sorry about the work difficulties, Sophia. I hate that feeling, when someone else thinks you should have known that something you thought was fine was a problem. Especially at work.

Sophia, that SUCKS.

Ugh, Sophia. I'm sure you can get things worked out -- good luck.

I did tech support for my parents this afternoon, in addition to helping my father put up the lights outside. I magically found the manual for their answering machine on line, so I think it now works for the first time in like 6 months, and I took approximately a zillion scanner programs off their computer, which should help it not to suck so bad. I could still go back and do more, though. Oy.

Sophia, that's horrible. I'm so sorry. And, IMO, it sounds like she's feeling insecure and taking it out on you.

I had to tell my parents they have old people's computer problems -- they click on every damn thing that pops up saying it will fix things.