Family Wedding Follow-up
After my post yesterday, someone emailed me to ask why I didn`t insist Hub go to my brother's wedding, if I knew his absence would cause problems with my brother and sister-in-law.
I decided not to make a big deal out of it at the time, because a few years before, my brother hadn`t made it to mine and Hub`s wedding.
Hub and I got married in Japan: legally, in Tokyo in March of 1991, and then we had a big wedding hoopla in Kyoto in November of that year with the church and the reception and all the relatives, etc.
Now, my brother has always been my parent`s favorite child, and has always gotten exactly what he wanted from them --- with one notable exception.
"I`m sure Mom and Dad will buy my plane ticket for me," my brother kept saying to me, whenever I mentioned our upcoming wedding to him.
However, since my brother was no longer a starving student but a gainfully employed engineer, my parents decided he could buy his own damn ticket.
A game of "ticket chicken" ensued, and my brother lost. He couldn`t get one. He didn`t come.
Of course, lots of my family and friends couldn`t make it all the way to Japan, so we had a party in America a week later. My brother went to that event, and even gave a toast --- in which he pronounced Hub`s name wrong.
Soon after, my brother started dating the woman he would later marry, who managed to get rid of his frat boy attitude.
Then he started working on Wall St., and the attitude came right back.
Hey, what can I say -- that`s our family. We were raised by wolves.
I decided not to make a big deal out of it at the time, because a few years before, my brother hadn`t made it to mine and Hub`s wedding.
Hub and I got married in Japan: legally, in Tokyo in March of 1991, and then we had a big wedding hoopla in Kyoto in November of that year with the church and the reception and all the relatives, etc.
Now, my brother has always been my parent`s favorite child, and has always gotten exactly what he wanted from them --- with one notable exception.
"I`m sure Mom and Dad will buy my plane ticket for me," my brother kept saying to me, whenever I mentioned our upcoming wedding to him.
However, since my brother was no longer a starving student but a gainfully employed engineer, my parents decided he could buy his own damn ticket.
A game of "ticket chicken" ensued, and my brother lost. He couldn`t get one. He didn`t come.
Of course, lots of my family and friends couldn`t make it all the way to Japan, so we had a party in America a week later. My brother went to that event, and even gave a toast --- in which he pronounced Hub`s name wrong.
Soon after, my brother started dating the woman he would later marry, who managed to get rid of his frat boy attitude.
Then he started working on Wall St., and the attitude came right back.
Hey, what can I say -- that`s our family. We were raised by wolves.
posted by L. at 4:34 PM
2 Comments:
And you're now "cool" with the SIL? I know that weddings can sometimes be the beginning of family feuds.
In read this post and the one previous, I can see that you have a really good attitude about this. I probably wouldn't. Then again, my family can be quite spiteful and I would pay the price if my husband didn't attend a function such as a wedding.
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