Blog-A-Thon Part II &
Here The Bride Doesn't Come
I'm still working through my blogathon (see previous entry). I've worked my way through all of the other category listings with the exception of "D.C. Lives," and I'm up to the letter "G"- #314, in that grouping. I will be so glad when I hit ZippyLand which is the last blogsite and I'm done. Patrick Thibodeau of DC Blogs, whose list I am working from, was kind enough to give this silliness a mention in his blog last night: DC Blogs.
In the meantime...life goes on. I was out getting a pedicure on Saturday morning, joining a group who have standing appointments, so I got to hear the local gossip and catch up on news. One of the ladies asked my manicurist how her cousin's wedding had gone. The manicurist was supposed to be a bridesmaid in that wedding. From what I could pick up, she had gone to extra expense with her dress because it needed additional tailoring in the bust area: a few small tucks, but to the tune of $90.00. When asked about the wedding, my manicurist said rather curtly "It was called off," and when asked why she reported, "personal reasons."
As the people shifted about in the shop and I had a little more private time with her, I queried, "I don't mean to pry, but do you mind my asking why the wedding was ended?" She said, "I don't mind talking about it. I just didn't want to be talking to the crowd. My cousin found her fiancé with another woman." What happened was, the groom-to-be told his intended that he was going to his third bachelor party, and she thought that sounded "off."
Time has changed customs. I know someone that had eight bridal showers last year. One of my friends had ten wedding cakes (if I got the number wrong, she'll be correcting me since she reads this), but it was the most amazing thing. The cakes came down in a curved tier effect, and each was a different flavor. Her now husband told me well in advance of the wedding, "...and I'm going to taste every one of them." Apparently, the cousin's groom had another tasting in mind.
The bride started checking the groom's e-mails and found a reservation for a local hotel. She called her girlfriend saying she needed moral support and off they went that night to wait in the dark hotel parking lot. Not too long after, here came the groom, with another woman in tow. They got out of the car, walking hand and hand toward the hotel, and the bride walked up and screamed at the woman, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH MY FUTURE HUSBAND? WE ARE GETTING MARRIED IN TWO WEEKS!" She hauled off and bitch slapped the groom as hard as she could. The girl was swearing she had no idea, and that he had never told her that he was getting married. The upshot was that the girlfriend and the bride wound up swapping telephone numbers in the parking lot. Later, they got together and started piecing his story together to follow his string of lies.
The bride and groom had been living together prior to the wedding, and just after this night she didn't return home right away. Neither did he. She finally did go back, and when he came through the door, she started pounding him around the head again. My manicurist said, "He just stood there and took it." The bottom line in this charming tale is that the manicurist had just moved into a new place herself, and now the cousin wants to come and move in with her--until June. I asked her how she felt about that, and she made a face, then said, "I don't really have a choice. She helped me out during a bad spell in my own past, so the way I see it, I owe her one." Here's the kicker. The loving groom? He's trying to win back his bride.
posted by Washington Cube at 11:50 PM
25 Comments:
This guy sounds kind of like somebody filling up on the free food at the buffet before it closes... WTF ?!?
FYI, leaving hundreds of comments on other local blogs won't actually get you to come up in the search engine ratings. 95% of blogs now have 'no-follow' tags that keep google and other search engines from following the links -- and from using them to boost Page Rank.
Ah, what is done out of love always occurs beyond good and evil. At least that's what Nietzsche says. By the way your graphic looks like the white lady of wopsy.
Proof positive that two heads aren't necessarily better than one. They will never learn...
Lordy whadda tool. Love that confrontation scene, though. All the good stuff comes from the manicurist!
As upsetting as that whole experience must have been, how cool is it to bust someone on a stakeout?
Very funny story, and good for her for standing up for herself. Now, I hope she can pull herself together and move on -- without Mr. Wrong.
Nice photo of the two girls chatting, too. >snicker<
P.S. To "anonymous", why do you feel the need to be ugly? And why, once you've reached that decision, are you cowardly and hide behind anonymous accusations? Your "fact" may be right, but having a thought is not the same as needing to share it. If you bothered to read Cube's earlier blog, she is visiting other blogs as a personal journey of research and exploration. You might consider expanding your horizons one day, as well.
scummy... I'm always glad when people like that get caught.
I love the picture of those two girls... "And let me tell you, he was THIS SMALL!!!"
I'm always glad when people like that get busted. Like I-66 said, tres scummy.
it's funny that you asked why they called it off (i would have asked too, if i could have screwed up the courage).
my ex and i called off our wedding last year, just six weeks before the big day. it wasn't nearly as dramatic as this story. rather we just came to the almost amicable agreement that we were making a mistake. we broke off not only the wedding, but the relationship as well.
people continue to ask me what happened, sometimes with a wink and an 'ok, what really happened?'
but when i tell them we just decided not to get married, they're almost disappointed. they want a story like yours. they want the mistress or the unearthed former career in porn.
Interesting story . . . I'm curious what the two of them were able to piece together. Further, I'm curious about what in hell the groom could've been thinking.
This must be either very exhausting or very exciting.
Which ?
Or, did it start out one way and end up another?
1) Dave: Good imagery. The guy waddling back to his table with rolls falling off his plate..more food than he can handle.
2) Miss Thi: Well, if he was RFID tagged, they could have followed his beeping little body a lot easier over time.
3) Anon: Thanks for the advice. That really wasn't my goal. My goal was simply to see if I could plow through close to 500 blogs and learn something new about people through their writing. Your information is interesting though.
4) Mass. Nietzsche also said in Good and Evil that a woman should always own a black dress and pearls. I never could figure out why he threw that in there. As for the White Woman of Wopsy. I had never heard of this before, so you drove me to "The Google." I found an interesting link:
http://www.geocaching.com/seek/
cache_details.aspx?ID=39078
Note: I had to break the URL up onto two lines, or it wouldn't read properly, so you may have to hand type this in, or go to The Google*
and search under "White Woman of Wopsy." ..or "Bride of Wopsy."
*Phil's (of "The Playaz") mother called it "The Google" to him one day, and I got hooked on it. Sorry, Phil, but your Moms is too cute.
The picture certainly does match the story all too well.
5) Always: It was a sad story to listen to, but ultimately I was glad she was able to bail before the day, despite the difficulties of shutting a wedding down on so short a notice.
6) Megarita: You have no idea the stories I heard in that shop on Saturday. I couldn't reprint most of them, they were so wild. I did get the manicurist's permission to write about this with the knowledge no specifics were being given out, and yes, you can pick up some really good stuff in a shop.
7) Phil: It's a funny story, but the sad downside is she was a crying wreck for days. While they are so busy creating reality tv shows, someone needs to make up one based on these experiences: "Whomp You Suckah," or something of that nature.
8) Drew: Agreed on the photo. It was perfect. I think Anon was just trying to be helpful in making us aware of this, but you were right...tracking and boosting weren't my goals. I'm a little too simple-minded in that I just wanted to see what other people were writing and realizing that I had set my reading of other blogs to just a small group.
9) I-66: Unfortunately, they don't get busted often enough, and I am sure others can tell their own stories to back that up. P.S.
A certain "someone" (I-66) has a birthday coming up. Busted :D
10) Rhinestone: Great minds think alike. I thought the exact same thing. I found it very interesting in hearing this story that the two women bonded so quickly wanting to get to the truth.
11) Bryc: I'm sure it's traumatic to have to go through a last minute cancellation like that, but as you said, the future could be a lot bleaker if you don't. Interesting that people keep thinking your experience had deeper meaning. People want dirt, I guess. In this story, they got it in spades.
12) AUA: I posed the same rhetorical question to the manicurist. Two weeks before his marriage...what on earth compelled him to do this, and apparently, he'd been at it some time. I know, for some, this dual lifestyle fulfills some psychological control they need to have in place..."No one's going to hold me down, etc. Could he be a ....gasp...Playah?
13) Senator: Both. I started off thinking I could plow through KOB's list in a 24-hour period. Hubris, on my part. I must say I worked through everything but the "DC Lives" section in one day. During this period I was getting ready to leave D.C. for two months while I'm in Massachusetts, so all of that rush to depart, etc. impeded me, but now I'm at it again.
The downside is simply this: so many people have "blocks" that slow you down in leaving comments. On my system, when someone using Blogger.com has installed "word vertification," even though I also use Blogger, I have to exit the blog I have up, reenter through Firefox, and make my comments from there. It won't function under other servers I use, for some reason. Also, many have systems in place where I have to type in my ID, my email, and my URL...this also takes time. I've caught a few bloggers...just a few..who don't allow comments at all, and also (just a few) who demand you register with a site to be allowed to make comments: the Mayor's blog is one of them.
I never thought leaving varying comments on such a disparate group would be hard for me to do, and it hasn't been. It's getting safely to the comments box that is the strain.
All that I now have left to do is work G-Z in the D.C. Lives listings, and I'm done. It's been a fascinating mission, and I've added a lot more blogs to my regular daily reading from this experiment. I've also been stumbling upon people I've gotten to know online in these new blog's comments section, so you've all beaten me to it.
Ultimately, the impression I am left with is that Washington seems very unique in having a highly verbal, articulate group of writers and commentators in place to share their views with, I hope, an ever increasingly reading public. When I did volunteer work for AOL, I found this to be true about D.C., as well. I hope we can continue to evolve and support one another on this journey.
Cube, I'm impressed you followed that up and found something even. That site has a nice shot of the area I'm from.
Mass: Glad I could be of help. I did spend time looking around that website. It had some interesting information. This is what blogging's all about: the sharing. I found a song I want to investigate from a music list Angry Pregnant Lawyer had posted this a.m., so we all benefit.
I am a first-time reader here, so am jumping into the middle of your project...But I love the way you strung the story together with these photos.
I separately also like the photo you chose for your profile.
Great site.
Well, at least she didn't marry him anyway!
Hey, some women would have!
What a sad story. At least she found out before the wedding, but that's not much consolation while it's happening. It's nice that the girls got together to call him on his lies!
Thanks for coming by my blog-- your experiment seems really interesting. I'm off to read more about it in your last entry! :)
I'd be interested to know how long he had been up to those behaviors...
Cube, you are so wonderfully meticulous (is that how you spell it?). Do you ever battle with OCD in your non-internet life?
:)
"Your strengths are also your weaknesses" as my dad always said. More about you!!
I know two wrongs don't make a right, but if I had the means, I'd take him back...and then go sleep with Antonio Banderas...twice!
>^,,^<
Wrethy: Sigh. You oh so would do no such thing. Wreth is the multiple wedding cake friend. She is married to this incredible man who is beyond belief in love with her. Wreth's father died a few years ago. The day she was proprosed to, her love took her to her father's gravesite, and got on his knees in the snow, and read her this beautiful piece he had written for her, and he told her that if her father had been alive, he would have gone to him to seek her hand in marriage, with the father's blessings, and so now in front of her father he was asking and stating love for his daughter and vowed that he would never mistreat her, and he would always honor her and love her. If I got the story wrong, Wreth, I apologize, but I haven't heard it in a while, but I do know you've been living an incredible love story. If I muffed up, you step in and fix it.
For clarification on the wedding cake...Ok ok, I was nine tiers of Wedding cake. (Cube is forcing me to say this..I love her.)
Four on the left side, Four on the right side of decreasing sizes curving around (and upward) on acending steps to meet at the smallest and center cake at the highest point of the stand. The cakes had white, butter cream icing and here were six flavors... 2 Strawberry, 1 yellow, 1 lemon, 1 chocolate, 1 grand marnier, 1 spice. and there was a fountain in the middle of the arc. Eack later had red roses and white lillies on top with golden baby's breath.
>^, ,^<
Washington Cube:
You are mighty.
xx,
#318
Cube,
1. What a sad story! At least the bride found out before the wedding. Really like the way you told the story.
2. My blog is one of those that requires word verification. After the first spam for erectile dysfunction drugs appeared as a comment, word verification seemed to be the only way to stop the spam.
'loving groom' bit of a stretch....
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