the ever-ellusive RSVP

My sister's wedding shower is next Saturday.

I sent out invites over a month in advance.

The RSVP date is absolutely no later than this Saturday.

And yet...of the 72 invites...21 RSVPs.

REALLY?

I realize people procrastinate.  I know I do.  But honestly.  I fully expect to never hear from at least 30 people.  Granted, there are a lot of out-of-state invitees, but you never can say for sure that just because someone lives XX miles away from the event location, they definitely won't come (or will come).  But come on people - let's get our shit together and RSVP.  I made it SO easy.  You can call me.  You can email me.  If you prefer - because you're in my family - you can call my mom.

Email RSVPs are my favorite kind.  No worries about calling during work or during dinner or after bedtime or before someone wakes up (like that's an issue for me - NOT).  I threw everyone a huge bone!!

And while I'm griping about all things wedding - OMG - why oh why do weddings bring out the worst in people????

I won't elaborate too much but to me, a wedding is one of those circumstances where everyone should just behave and do all they can to celebrate the couple.  And yet, it turns into a giant clusterfuck of one-upmanship and bullshit and weird rationalizations and all sorts of other crap.

I realize I have PTSD from my own horribly tragic wedding circumstances, and then the crappy circumstances of the "redo" so I try to keep my bitching to a minimum but - and I love ya T - I will be breathing a sigh of relief when this is over!!  I am participating gladly and to the best of my ability and I want it to me an amazing day for M and T - but I also want to bitchslap about 10 people already - and we've got another 7 weeks to go.  YIKES.