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I was horrified by what I felt was the rudest thing I had ever
seen. My youngest sister "Kate" planned my bridal shower.
It was held at the home of her best friend (whom I hardly know, so I was touched
that she had volunteered this). My other sister "Vera" asked if
she could invite her best friend Carla. Kate asked me and I said it would
be fine. I have only met Carla on one or two occasions, but she
seemed nice and well mannered. This was important to me, as my future
in-laws are deeply religious and very conservative.
The day of the shower arrived, and we were all having a lovely
time. Until Carla arrived. First of all, she was almost an hour
late. Secondly, she brought her two children. This would not normally
have been a problem, as I had invited my two young nieces and I have
teenaged cousins who were also in attendance. Unfortunately, the
kindest thing that can be said of Carla's children is that they are mildly
creepy. Next on the list (oh yes, there is more) there was the fact
that she did not bring a gift. Not being a greedy person, I was not
offended by this so much as shocked by the bad taste it showed. Finally,
and most shockingly rude, Carla brought along another uninvited guest; her
At this point, most people believe that I am telling a joke.
I assure you that I am not. Still, the worst is yet to come. Carla
begins to pass around her iguana. Unwilling guests, including my
husband's 70 year old grandmother soon find themselves holding this poor
creature, who is becoming quite irritated. Soon after this, the
lizard escapes the custody of a very unwilling teenaged guest and begins evasive
manuevers with sharp claws on expensive furniture. At this point, things
get really bizarre. The homeowner (Trish) has been the epitome of grace
throughout this, and so have her two young bulldogs (she breeds them).
However, it turns out that the temptation of the iguana running wild through
their home is more than they can stand, so they begin to chase it. Now,
Carla's creepy children (we'll call them Wednesday and Pugsley) come running.
Instead of trying to catch the lizard, they are trying to hit and kick the
dogs that are chasing it. Carla begins to yell that if the dogs hurt the
lizard that Trish would have to pay for it. Trish ignored this
remark, which I thought to be the height of grace under pressure, all things
considered. Finally, the lizard was captured and the party ended. I
spent weeks trying to explain that I hardly knew this offensive woman and that
my sister had been just as surprised as the rest of us at the rudeness of her
friend (former friend now). I didn't have words enough to apologize
to Trish, nor did my sisters, but we all tried. Trish displayed her usual
good grace by not holding this horrible incident against us.
My husband's sister, "Debbie", had finally convinced
her fiance to stop stalling and agree to a wedding date. As the day approached,
my mother-in-law, "Jane", began to organize a shower for Debbie. She
said that since Debbie's maid of honor was a friend of only about a year, met
through work, that the MOH had wanted to invite only mutual co-workers, the
bridesmaids, partners of the groomsmen, and the "outside" friends of
Debbie's that the MOH had actually met. Jane felt that this would result in a
shower that was "too small".
Jane invited not only relatives, distant and close, but
EVERYONE who had ever had a passing contact with Debbie. Nearly every female
from their church, friends-- and mothers of friends-- that Debbie had known
growing up, many of whom she had not been in contact with since graduation,
neighbors, former neighbors, former babysitting clients, members of Jane's
various clubs and groups, including the women "above" Jane in her
Amway pyramid. She invited me, my mother, my sister, who had only met Debbie
once, at my wedding... and then she asked me if I had any cousins or friends who
might like to attend also.
Shortly after the invitations had gone out in the mail, Jane
began calling the people she had invited. She said it was just to get a rough
idea how many people expected to attend-- sort of a "pre-RSVP"-- but
her real purpose was to let everyone know: this was a quality shower. I guess
she felt the line on the bottom of the invitation: "No kitchen gifts,
please: this is not a kitchen shower" was not enough. She needed to be sure
of no joke gifts, no "trashy" gifts, no "doo-dads or
Jane wanted, frankly, everyone to bring high-ticket items. She
encouraged people to get together with several other guests and pool their money
to afford the pricier items on Debbie's wish list.
The shower was pleasant enough. The house was prettily
decorated, there were games and snacks, and a half-sheet cake from the grocery
bakery. Jane had put out her best punch set, borrowed chairs from the church to
make sure there was enough seating, and had made cute party favors for each
guest. My husband's other sister had arrived from across country as a surprise
guest. Debbie seemed happy with the guests' generosity.
Afterwards, my husband & I and his out-of-town sister,
"Lisa", were helping Jane clean up when Lisa said, "Well, it was
a very nice shower, but can you believe not one person brought a kitchen gift! I
guess this means we better have another shower!"
Gee. Imagine that.
By the time she went back home, a second "kitchen"
shower was well underway in planning. Lisa was due back a week and a half before
the wedding, so she scheduled the shower for the Sunday afternoon before.
Many of the same people were invited again. And, actually,
many of the same people did attend the second shower, possibly because Lisa
encouraged "fun, inexpensive kitchen gadgets".
That wasn't the end, though. By the time the kitchen shower
was underway, Jane and Lisa had guilted the maid of honor into putting together
her OWN party for the bride: a lingerie shower.
I managed to have a prior engagement for that particular
As the wedding day drew near, Jane managed to let a goodly
portion of the guest list know that Debbie & fiance would prefer cash or
gift cards, please.
And about six months after the never-ending festivities wound
down, I started receiving invitations to Amway jewelry and soap parties.
Apparently, Jane shared the guest lists with her Amway "higher-ups".
My aunt offered to throw a bridal shower for me, which was
very kind of her but something I didn¹t particularly want. It was after our
destination wedding, the night before the big reception that we were holding for
family that couldn't make the trip to the wedding. My aunt thought it would be a
nice way for the ladies of the two families to spend some time together, and I
had to agree to that as several of my aunts live out of town and I was looking
forward to seeing them as much as I could during their visit. So I agreed. I
asked only that she make clear on the invitation that I did not want any gifts
(we had gotten plenty of gifts and I didn¹t want anyone to feel obligated to
bring a gift who hadn¹t been able to enjoy the wedding). Well, not only did she
omit that part, she sent out the scariest, tackiest invitations I have ever seen
this gold gilt craziness with a big, blood-red rose (I really am not a fan of
roses to each her own, the point is that my aunt well knew that roses are not
my preference). But that was fine, she and I have very different tastes and it
was very kind of her to offer to throw the shower.
Now what worried me was the fact that I couldn't escape
inviting both my husband's mother, (with whom I have a wonderful relationship)
and my husband's father's new wife (a woman he had married out of the clear blue
without informing or inviting any of us). It had been one nasty divorce years
earlier, so MIL and new wife had never met, and MIL and ex-husband (FIL)
scrupulously avoid one another. In fact, MIL had lost the house that her beloved
and deceased father had built by himself, step mom had now moved in and was busy
putting flamingos and gnomes all over the beautiful garden (seriously). To add
to the tension, my husband's sister (SIL) and her mother (MIL) were in a
terrible fight at the time that was headed toward litigation, and could barely
stand to look at one another. Well naturally they all accepted the invitation.
(I must add that I appreciate their generosity, they knew it would be terribly
awkward but they did it out of regard for me, which is wonderful, please don't
think I'm a jerk).
Anyway, husband's father decided that his new wife would be
uncomfortable at the shower, so he calls my aunt and insists that he be there
(to protect her from my mother in law I guess, who is a very kind and classy
lady that would never cause a scene). So now he'll be there as well (the only
male) and we've got rivaling parties all over the place. In an attempt to ease
the stepmother's inevitable discomfort, I swore my mother and aunt to secrecy
and told them that the two ladies had never met and there might be some awkward
moments. We agreed that my aunt would keep an eye on stepmom and make sure that
she had someone to talk to, etc. and would my mom please do the same for my MIL.
They agreed and promised to show the utmost discretion about the whole matter.
For my mom, that goes without saying. My aunt is another story.
Day of the shower. Sure enough, the minute my mother- in- law
walks in (a very proud, rather private woman might I remind you) my aunt hugs
her in front of everyone in the kitchen (step mom was not there yet) and tells
her that I told her all about how uncomfortable she must be feeling about
meeting her ex-husband's new wife, but not to worry, she is going to look out
for her and she divulges this whole humiliating scheme. Then goes on, in front
of everyone including her children, to bemoan her ex-husband ("the
chauvanist a*&") and his tramp of a new wife and what a blankety-blank
she was and how mortifying all this is and on and on. My MIL was VERY taken
aback and embarrassed. I just shot my aunt a look and tried to get on with it.
Step mom and FIL show up. My aunt knows he's coming, so she
hands him the remote control and ushers him into the den ALONE and closes the
door on him. She won't even let him come out for some punch or cake, she left
the poor man trapped in there for three and one half hours, even when I asked if
he could please come out and get some cake. Meanwhile stepmom and MIL are sort
of eyeing one another, but my mom came to the rescue and eased the tension
thank goodness, because things were getting worse.
SIL shows up and makes a grand show of insulting and
embarrassing her mother. She was so aggressive about it I thought I'd faint with
the humiliation of it all. So everyone is sitting around in a PAINFULLY awkward
silence, when my friend's cell phone rings. It is her husband calling to tell
her that their beloved dog is dying. Friend bursts out in tears. Husband is on
the phone (irrational with grief, he is usually very nice) yelling at her about
something that she must have fed him that caused this quick decline in his
health, so friend is just devastated. She's already been upset because I assured
her that she should not bring a gift. You see, I had asked mom and aunt to
spread the "no gift" word too, since it wasn't on the invitation.
Well, no one did because everyone except this friend had brought a gift. She was
embarrassed, I was mortified.
Then another friend shows up late. The guests had been asked
to bring recipes to make a recipe book for me. This friend, not being much of a
cook, didn't bring one, which was absolutely fine by me (I just wanted to go
hide under a rock somewhere, not gush over recipes all evening). Well not fine
by my aunt apparently, who literally (and I wish I was exaggerating here but I'm
not) hollered at her for not bringing a recipe and accused her of "messing
up the whole party"! (but of course we had that all taken care of with or
My MIL kindly brought me a mimosa (orange juice with
champagne) and whispered "I'm sure you could use this right about
now." I literally gulped it down and looked around for the next one. I
could go on about this but I'm afraid it's getting rather long. I suppose the
final topper was when my sister in law's dog tried to attack my grandmother,
causing her to drop her cane and fall over backward.
I’ve been married for almost 7 months now, and can laugh at
the shower that my grandma threw for me, but I am still somewhat embarrassed for
the attendees. Almost a year before my wedding my father’s sister
(who lives out of town) offered to throw a shower for me for her side of the
family. Not knowing what to say, I graciously said “okay” and “thank
you.” As the date approached I came to find that my dad’s two sisters
and his mother (my grandma) were throwing the shower on me.
As it approached, we didn’t hear much about it – not who
had rsvp-ed, nothing. Honestly, I don’t even thing they knew who was
planning on coming. For all of the showers on that side of the family that
my mother has attended in the past the turnout of family members was rather
low. The food and cake to be had for the shower had been soooo
talked up by my grandma (not that it really mattered to us) was some sandwiches
she had made and sliced into quarters and a tossed salad and some sort of cake
– which to this day I still do not know what make it crunchy. Now I am
thankful that they wanted to have a shower in the first place but to talk it up
so much and then make it look as if everything was thrown together at the last
minute was embarrassing for us.
The best part of the whole shower was when it came to play
games. THAT was definitely not thought out – at all. There were
prizes – just not games. The first prize was awarded to the guest that
had a birthday closest to our wedding day. Which was one of my two
youngest sisters. The next prize was awarded to the guest who’s birthday
was close to that day’s date. All this while my other little sister is
DYING to have a prize. You can’t give one gift to a younger person and
knowingly omit the other?!? The other prizes started being awarded to
people randomly guessing numbers. It was eerily quiet as people were
forced to guess random numbers to divvy out prizes. I finally suggested
that we give a prize to the other little girl, who obviously was feeling left
My step-daughter, Teresa, has been married once and is about
to be married again. The first bridal shower was hosted by Teresa's mother
at Teresa's house. It was a Pampered Chef bridal shower. Teresa's
mother provided all of the food and drinks and the party was pleasant, if not
traditional. I found out at that time that the wedding invitations were going
to be sent out by Teresa's mother with the registry information included.
I asked that my husband's side of the family receive invitations with no
registry information. Although Teresa and her mother thought I was
old-fashioned, they honored my request. The marriage lasted less than a
This time around my husband and I think Teresa's fiancé is
wonderful and expect the marriage to last, but the bridal shower was much worse!
The invitation to the shower arrived with a picture of lingerie on the front and
the invitation was for the bridal shower followed by a bachelorette party.
The shower was hosted by her friend, Diane, at a restaurant/bar in the city.
I brought my mother-in-law to the restaurant. She had been invited by
Teresa personally. (Thank goodness she didn't see the invitation!)
When we arrived at the part, we noticed that the place seemed more bar than
restaurant, but we had a semi-private room.
Once the guests had arrived, the server asked if anyone wanted
anything to drink. Before she took anyone's order, she asked Diane and
Teresa how they wanted the bill. Would the drinks be on one bill, or
everyone have their own? Diane told the server to put it on separate
checks as everyone would pay for their own! I was flabbergasted and my MIL
was distressed because she hadn't even brought a purse. I quickly offered
to pay for my MIL. I went over to Teresa and Diane and quietly asked if
there would be food during the shower. Oh yes, they said, plenty of food!
I quickly found out that, yes, there was plenty of food available if I was
willing to purchase it for myself!! My MIL and I were so appalled that
someone would invite you to a shower, expect you to bring a present, and not
provide anything to eat or drink. Diane did bring a cake, but it was cut
after my MIL and I left. I haven't said anything to Teresa or Diane, whom
I barely know. I wish I could say that my step-daughter didn't know of the
plans beforehand and that she was embarrassed by the situation, but she
obviously did know and approve. I understand that during the following
bachelorette party, which we obviously didn't stay for, it would be expected for
the guests to pay for their own drinks in addition to the bride's, but I have
never been to a bridal shower where I was expected to pay my own way. By
the way, the wedding invitations were sent out, again with the registry
information included, to both sides of the family.
This is about a Bridal Shower for a relative. The shower
was held in a gun club, first of all, complete with dead animal heads on the
wall and stuffed birds flying from the ceiling. Lovely. We were
smashed in like sardines at the tables and they ran out of food. Lovelier.
About 2 weeks after this shower, the bride and groom called off the
wedding (for a reason I can't remember).
The shower gifts WERE NOT RETURNED! The Mother of
the Bride said that she (the ex-bride) may be getting an apartment someday and
she would need these gifts to help in her new place! (BTW, the ex-bride
ended up living with her parents).
The couple ended up eloping. After being married for
about two years, they decided to "renew" their vows and have a
traditional wedding, along with a reception; no doubt to cash in on what they
missed the first time around.
Some people . . .
Although I live only an hour away from my cousin
"Sue", her wedding was going to take place in another
state (since she and the groom have family there), and was only 1 month away. Although
we are close, I knew I wouldn't be able to attend the wedding due to work
and school, and neither would several other members of my extended
family. A good friend of Sue's told her she would throw her a shower
so we could all have a chance to see Sue before the wedding, visit, give gifts,
etc. Well the wedding date got closer, and still no news about a shower. Finally,
2 weeks before the wedding, we received an invitation in the mail informing
us that the wedding shower would be on April 3rd. It was now
April 5th. I though for certain the letter must have been delayed at the
post office..maybe gotten lost and was now just reaching us. However the
postmark date was April 2nd! Needless to say my mom
and I were quite confused and dissappointed at Sue's friend for
her lack of common sense, and we were limited to sending a card and gift with
Sue's mother to give to her, since Sue had left for the wedding destination
only the day before. Although it was a dissappointment, mostly
I felt for Sue, who was apparently not aware of her friend's mistake at the
time. She had sat and waited at the shower with the host for 1 1/2
hrs. wondering why no one had showed up, before she left in tears.
Earlier this year my stepson "C" and his fiancé
"L" announced their wedding date. Everything was going smoothly; my
husband and I were asked to participate minimally in the wedding preparations.
Two months prior to the wedding date we received an odd invitation to the
wedding shower. The invitation was for me to join the bride's family and friends
for a sit down lunch at a country club and for my husband to join the groom and
friends for a round of golf.
The day of the outing, my husband and I pick up my other
stepson and drive an hour and a half to get to the country club. There we are
met by the bride's mother, her husband and the groom. I'm shown inside to where
the luncheon is to be held and my husband and his sons join the other guys in
the golf outing.
As I look around the dining room, I notice that not one of my
husband's relatives is there. Thinking that they are late, I sit at a table off
to the side by myself. The only people I recognize are the bride, my
stepdaughter and my husband's ex-wife. As the table I'm sitting at becomes more
filled with people it becomes obvious that none of my husband's family was
invited at all. I'm slightly irritated at that since this is the only shower
that was planned. There are plenty of the ex's family and friends there so I'm
sure she had a hand in part of the planning, or at least the guest list.
Dinner consists of a shell fish dish that I am allergic to, so
I nibble on my salad and my dinner roll. Not a very filling meal.
As soon as dinner is cleared the bride is placed in a chair
and gifts are opened. I'm sitting with several of the bride's aunts, and they
are making rude comments on every gift that is not from their side of the
family. As I watch I begin to notice that almost every gift has been taken
straight from the wedding registry. Where I was raised, the wedding registry is
for wedding gifts. The bridal shower is for the bride and the gifts should be
focused on her. I never even looked at the registry for her gift. Boy were the
aunts snotty when she opened my gift (a crystal picture frame) loudly commenting
that "She never registered for that", like it was something out of a
second hand store.
After the gift opening, the MOB and the MOH stand up, thank
everyone for coming and start to pack up. No games, no favors, no cake, just
eat, gifts and leave.
Since my husband was still out on the golf course I hung
around to help clean up. My stepdaughter approaches me and asks if I was going
to the "after party". I hadn't been invited anywhere "after"
and told her so. All the ladies pack up their cars and leave. I'm stranded at a
country club a long distance from home. Not one of the ladies offered me a ride.
I have no idea how much longer my husband will be on the golf course. So I sit
there and wait. And wait. And wait. Three hours later the guys finish their golf
game and head for their cars. My stepson (the groom) is furious that I was left
there and proceeds to call the MOH and ask why. She explains that it would have
been awkward to have me and his mother at her house, so she didn't invite me. My
husband and I have been married for 10 years; I think we can get along.
As my husband and I head home, he tells me that other then the
FOB and his sons, no-one golfing with their group even talked to him. There had
been no food or drink on the course. Five hours on a golf course and nothing was
This had to be the rudest gimme party I've ever been to.
My husband and I were married in September of 2000. His mother
(who I will call Brenda -- name changed) and my MOH (who I will call Gloria)
decided to corroborate on a bridal shower. It didn't start out with the two of
them working together; Gloria was working full-time and Brenda offered to help
out as much as possible. Gloria was grateful for the extra set of hands, only
she told me later that she would have declined had she known the outcome.
Two months before, Gloria had asked me for a list of girls I
wanted to attend. Gloria made it no secret that she wanted to throw something
for me, only I didn't know the date of this shower because she wanted it to be a
surprise. I gave her a list of about 15 women I've known through the years,
including several family members as a courtesy (they lived out of town and
probably wouldn't be able to attend, yet I felt an obligatory invitation was
Two weeks later my husband's cousin asked me very coyly what I
was doing on the "last Saturday of August," so I knew something was
planned. I pleasantly told her I had nothing planned that day, and she told me
to be ready by 1:00 in the afternoon as someone would arrive at my house to take
me to the "secret place." I thought this was very cute and was
flattered at the amount of planning that went into this.
Fast forward to the day of the shower. At 1:00 in the
afternoon I was prepared and ready for my mystery driver. Right on time, a taxi
pulled into the driveway. I chuckled to myself and got into the taxi, and was a
little perplexed when the driver brusquely asked, "So, where do you have to
go?" Confused, I said, "Um... I was hoping you could tell me. I was
told that someone would be picking me up to take me somewhere, only I wasn't
told where. I'm assuming it's for my bridal shower." The driver got really
angry at that point and completely lost it, saying, "I was told to come to
THIS address and pick up someone, but I wasn't given a destination. And now
you're telling me you don't know, either? You're going to have to pay me for
wasting my time!" I calmly explained to him again that I had no idea what
was going on and that I was as confused as he was, and that I would call the cab
company. Mortified and in tears, I exited the vehicle and went back in the
house, apologizing to the driver in vain before he floored it out of the
driveway with a screech of his tires.
I sat down for a little while, very upset at the driver's
harsh treatment. About an hour and a half later the phone rang, and it was my
friend Lorna. She sounded very surprised when I answered the phone and asked,
"Um... what are you doing home?" Equally surprised, I told her what
had just happened with the taxi. She hesitantly told me that, while she didn't
know of any of the details concerning the taxi, she was merely calling --
intending to leave a message since she assumed I wasn't going to be home -- to
apologize she couldn't make it to my shower and that she received a telephoned
notification the evening before at around 10 o'clock. She told me that the
shower was being held at my future MIL's house and that I should call her to let
her know what had happened with the taxi so she wouldn't worry. I told her there
was no need to apologize, being gracious not to show my disappointment that she
had been notified so late, and silently resigned to the fact that the surprise
had been blown.
I called my future MIL and told her what happened, offering to
drive myself there. Brenda insisted that I shouldn't have to transport myself to
my own shower, and she arranged for another taxi. Well, whatever made her happy,
right? A taxi arrived half an hour later and I arrived at Brenda's house shortly
Imagine my surprise when I entered the living room to find my
MOH, my FH's two cousins, one of my FH's aunts and a large number of Brenda's
elderly relatives. Aside from my MOH, not a single one of my girlfriends was
present. I tried to hide my disappointment, all the while Brenda saying over and
over again, "Where is Susan? Where is Shannon? Tsk. And what about
Melissa?" Despite the fact that the shower was very nice and Brenda's
relatives were very generous in giving me very lovely gifts, I was heartbroken
that none of my dearest friends were there. After all, I didn't care about the
gifts, I just wanted my friends and family there, not a room full of people I
barely knew or didn't know.
After a couple of hours filled with silly games and
refreshments, my FH and his father thankfully showed up (I'm very close to my
FIL), all the while looking uncomfortable with being in a room full of elderly
ladies, but also looking very sympathetic. The shower broke up about an hour
after that, and while I was heading outside my MOH and one of my FH's cousins
walked me to my FH's car. They each gave me a huge hug and tearfully told me
that it wasn't supposed to happen that way and were apologizing over and over
again about how the shower turned out. It turns out that Brenda insisted that
Gloria was too busy to plan the shower, let alone throw it, and took over the
entire thing, nixing every idea Gloria had. FH and future FIL weren't even
supposed to be there, but Gloria had begged the two of them to come to offer
support, and they wholeheartedly agreed after she explained what Brenda had
done. I assured Gloria and FH's cousin that no apologies were necessary and that
I was happy they were able to come, regardless of the outcome.
FH drove us home and I was extremely upset and crying the
entire way back. FH was sympathetic and explained his mother can be a little
scatterbrained and flighty and to go lightly on her. That is, until we got home
and listened to the phone messages. No less than 12 messages were on the
machine, all from different girls and ALL of them said the same thing: That they
were sorry they couldn't make the shower because they were telephoned the day
before and gave them no notice at all. [note: Most of the girls didn't know each
other and therefore couldn't/wouldn't conspire to not attend.] FH was absolutely
livid. The fact that none of my friends were notified until the day before the
shower was bad enough, but seeing his elderly relatives there -- all living at
least two hours away, two living in another province altogether -- made it very
obvious that Brenda had gone out of her way to let them know well in advance.
Aside from our wedding two weeks later, my husband made no
effort to contact his mother over the whole shower fiasco. I did send thank-you
notes to everyone and a lovely gift to my MIL for throwing the shower, but it
was a very empty feeling.
A friend of mine that I worked with met a great guy and
they're getting married. We're all thrilled for her and I was very happy to take
part in the shower that was given. I picked out a couple of kitchen
items from her registry since you really can't go wrong there. I noticed some
folks gave her candles, lingerie, and somewhat personal items. I didn't care
since there wasn't a theme. The games were fun, food was very good.
I think a good time was had by all. I did notice a few people at the shower were
not invited to the wedding! Ouch! I know the bride felt bad about this, but I
wouldn't have invited people to the shower who were not going to be invited
to the wedding. I know the wedding was small. I was there. But I still couldn't
believe she allowed this to happen.
I noticed that since we didn't work together anymore, she had
invited "new co-workers" to the wedding, and kind of blew-off the
"old co-workers." Lucky for me I still managed an invite.
I was surprised to get an email from her thanking me for my gift. I didn't think
much of it since it was basically an email of friendly exchange. My
friend was married in March, 2005. It's now October, 2005, and still, no thank
you note. In fact, a mutual friend mentioned she hadn't received one either.
Okay, I know she's busy, but this doesn't excuse what has happened. I know this
person has manners. I just don't get why she would pull something like this! The
wedding wasn't large, nor was the shower. It's a pain to write thank you notes,
but it's a joy to let people know how happy you've made them. She is a very
sweet person. I also just found out she and her husband are now
expecting a baby! That's great for them. But I don't think I'm going to attend
the shower. I hate to be this way, but I have to admit my feelings are hurt. So
are the feelings of mutual friend who came to the shower, but wasn't invited to
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