I think I am going through good stress. Sometimes it feels like bad stress, because it effects me the same way. But, It is all good.
We have been trying to figure out the best way to get back to my Homeland. I want to get back to USA. I love Turkey, but, in all actuality, there is just a different life here and I want the Long Rock to see how we live back in the USA.
Well, We found out because I have not been living in USA I am not a Resident of the country anymore. And because I have not been working, I am not eligble to be a Sponsor for my beloved. I asked my dad if he would be willing to be a joint sponsor, but, he is not going to be. I am sort of stressed about it but I am confident things will work out.
This does mean that I will have either find a joint sponsor or I will have to leave for the USA before my husband, work and bring him back to the USA. I really wanted him to come with me though. I feel really sad because all we have to do is show I have assets of 20,000 USD and while it is not much money, and his family has that (more than that) We can not use it because it is his family's money and not ours, and they have to be US Citizens to Sponsor him. (He is coming over on a Spousal Visa)
Well, we will see what time will tell. We hope time is good to us. I just want to get home .
Friday, July 26, 2013
Thursday, July 18, 2013
This Isn't About A Gucci Bag
I have been here for three years now. Well, actually more than three years. Around the corner from my home and on a somewhat busy of my city in which I live, there is a shoe maker- repair man. His shop is very tiny and obscure. In fact, if you blink, even on this busy road, you will indeed miss his little shop. It is about the size of a U. S. Master Bedroom Closet. (His little shop). The shoe maker comes everyday but Sundays, and closes everyday from 12:30-1:30 in the afternoon for lunch. He is there from about 8-9 am and is there until 7-8 pm. One Day a week he is not there.
I have had various shoes needing repair and he has always helped me and did a really good job. I have noticed her repairs all kinds of leather goods, and including leather bags. So, I had a Gucci Bag that I loved. I mean, it goes with everything I have. This Gucci bag has white leather straps, (Braided of course) and metal grommets to hold the straps on the bag. So, when my Gucci bag broke, I took it to the repair man, thinking he can take out the grommet, put the strap down, put the same grommet back on to the bag, and boom done, I thought I would pay him a little extra because it is a Gucci bag, and I would be on my way. He said he would fix it and I left. I had a few more things to give him besides the bag, and so I gave him the things. He said to come back in an hour from that time and it would be done. I had things to do, and returned. To surprise. He only charged me for the shoes and the few things I gave him and not the Gucci bag. I thought that was odd, and I came home with all my repaired things in tow. I opened the Gucci bag first and I wanted to cry. My grommet was gone and a huge ugly grommet was there in place. I cried. I sobbed. It was so ugly, I could not believe what happened to my Gucci Bag. Oh, how can I use it now??? It is such abig grommet, and smashed and ugly. I was so annoyed. And I could never replace my Gucci Bag. So, I did not ever say anything to repair man, I did continue to bring my things to him. And will continue to. But not have him fix any of my bags. (hehe)
Whenever I pass the man's shop, I wave at him, tell him hello. He is about as old as my grandpa. His shop smells of leather and shoe cleaners and shoe repair glues. It is rather welcoming. A while ago I saw him while I was looking for flowers. He was walking to his shop, carrying a simple grocery bag with some food in it for the day. This meant he would not have time to go home to eat that day, possibly, and brought food for later. The man is tall like my grandpa, very thin, with white hair and blue eyes. He just looks like a sweet kind elderly man. I told my husband, fiancé at the time, how sweet the man looked and he said how here in Turkey, shoe repair shops are dying and people just buy shoes now and not have these men make them nor do they have shoes repaired anymore. I had expressed the same is like that in USA and in fact, in Utah where I am orgianlly from, I was looking for a repair man for my shoes and couldn't find one. I remeber my mom would go to a good one in town but htat was years ago, which now seems like ages ago.
We concluded that we would have him do simple things and we would pay him more because we think that he really doesn't have a lot of money and with his age, he obviously still has to work, we will try to give him work to help him out.
We got married on July 4th and July 5th we were out doing errands for our Reception. I kept thinking how I wanted to give the Shoe Maker Man some of the "Ceremony Sweets" that we were passing out to friends and neighbors. I just felt like I had to give him some. I got a bag and put the sweets in it. I put six caramel flavored and six cherry flavored sweets that I made.
We had to pass by the shop and The Husband said you can go in and give it to him. I said, Ok. I went in his shop and he said Hello. I said in Turkish that I got married the other day and that I would like for him to have some Ceremony Sweets that I had made and I hope he has a very wonderful day. I handed it to him and I had never seen a sweeter and more heart felt Thankfulness in all my life. The man got really big tears in his eyes, and said "For me?" I said, "For you and your family". He said "Thank you" through the tears steaming down his face. I said, "I see you everytime I walk by here and my heart goes to you and your family. Thank you for making my shoes so good and for making them last a long time" He said "I have no words but Many Thank you".
And with that, I realized. That moment was worth a thousand Gucci Bags. This is what true goodness, kindness and humblness is all about. The Long Rock and I are seeking out shoes to be cleaned or repaired. Just to keep his shop going. But it isn't about a Gucci Bag.
I have had various shoes needing repair and he has always helped me and did a really good job. I have noticed her repairs all kinds of leather goods, and including leather bags. So, I had a Gucci Bag that I loved. I mean, it goes with everything I have. This Gucci bag has white leather straps, (Braided of course) and metal grommets to hold the straps on the bag. So, when my Gucci bag broke, I took it to the repair man, thinking he can take out the grommet, put the strap down, put the same grommet back on to the bag, and boom done, I thought I would pay him a little extra because it is a Gucci bag, and I would be on my way. He said he would fix it and I left. I had a few more things to give him besides the bag, and so I gave him the things. He said to come back in an hour from that time and it would be done. I had things to do, and returned. To surprise. He only charged me for the shoes and the few things I gave him and not the Gucci bag. I thought that was odd, and I came home with all my repaired things in tow. I opened the Gucci bag first and I wanted to cry. My grommet was gone and a huge ugly grommet was there in place. I cried. I sobbed. It was so ugly, I could not believe what happened to my Gucci Bag. Oh, how can I use it now??? It is such abig grommet, and smashed and ugly. I was so annoyed. And I could never replace my Gucci Bag. So, I did not ever say anything to repair man, I did continue to bring my things to him. And will continue to. But not have him fix any of my bags. (hehe)
Whenever I pass the man's shop, I wave at him, tell him hello. He is about as old as my grandpa. His shop smells of leather and shoe cleaners and shoe repair glues. It is rather welcoming. A while ago I saw him while I was looking for flowers. He was walking to his shop, carrying a simple grocery bag with some food in it for the day. This meant he would not have time to go home to eat that day, possibly, and brought food for later. The man is tall like my grandpa, very thin, with white hair and blue eyes. He just looks like a sweet kind elderly man. I told my husband, fiancé at the time, how sweet the man looked and he said how here in Turkey, shoe repair shops are dying and people just buy shoes now and not have these men make them nor do they have shoes repaired anymore. I had expressed the same is like that in USA and in fact, in Utah where I am orgianlly from, I was looking for a repair man for my shoes and couldn't find one. I remeber my mom would go to a good one in town but htat was years ago, which now seems like ages ago.
We concluded that we would have him do simple things and we would pay him more because we think that he really doesn't have a lot of money and with his age, he obviously still has to work, we will try to give him work to help him out.
We got married on July 4th and July 5th we were out doing errands for our Reception. I kept thinking how I wanted to give the Shoe Maker Man some of the "Ceremony Sweets" that we were passing out to friends and neighbors. I just felt like I had to give him some. I got a bag and put the sweets in it. I put six caramel flavored and six cherry flavored sweets that I made.
We had to pass by the shop and The Husband said you can go in and give it to him. I said, Ok. I went in his shop and he said Hello. I said in Turkish that I got married the other day and that I would like for him to have some Ceremony Sweets that I had made and I hope he has a very wonderful day. I handed it to him and I had never seen a sweeter and more heart felt Thankfulness in all my life. The man got really big tears in his eyes, and said "For me?" I said, "For you and your family". He said "Thank you" through the tears steaming down his face. I said, "I see you everytime I walk by here and my heart goes to you and your family. Thank you for making my shoes so good and for making them last a long time" He said "I have no words but Many Thank you".
And with that, I realized. That moment was worth a thousand Gucci Bags. This is what true goodness, kindness and humblness is all about. The Long Rock and I are seeking out shoes to be cleaned or repaired. Just to keep his shop going. But it isn't about a Gucci Bag.
Monday, July 15, 2013
We Said "YES"!!!
On July 4th 2013 at 4pm (Istanbul Time)
I officially became Mrs D. LongRock.
It not only is a long time over due, but I have to say that it is a very very good thing to be married to the right person. I can attest to this!
We decided to marry here in Turkey because Mr Husband wanted the Turkish Family to be with him when he married. We debated whether or not to have a Reception at the States or in Turkey. We ended up doing both in Turkey. We will have the Celebration Dinner or get together when We get back to the USA. We will have close friends and family invited.
Here is what happened.
A couple of months ago I went to the Consulate (got an appointment first) and had the US Governement sign and stamp a paper stating that I was legally able to marry and not married at the time of the paper signed.
We (LongRocks mom and I) took this Noterized paper (That cost me 50 USD) And we went to the Istanbul City Mayor that Authenticated the Noterized Paper. (Note All Americans that are Marrying a Turk, in Turkey, this is the procedure. If you have any questions about how and what we did in more detail, I urge you to comment and I can try to tell you in greater detail. Or Give you ideas)
Once that paper which is noterized was Authenticated (In the Beyazit District of Istanbul, btw)we paid more money to have it authenicated.
We then needed a Translated copy and noterized form of everythng, which costed a lot of money. Warning Americans! Noterized forms here are about 100 lira for each form needing a stamp in it.
We then got papers from the Dr stating we have no illensses that would cause us to not be able to marry. The Dr was the Family's Personal Doctor, and Authorized to do this. We had blood drawn from him and me and you pay after the test results are in, at least for us.
You must give a picture of you and your spouse to the Dr. She or He needs to put the picture on the reports and sign in and date it.
Then we had to get verification that one person lived in the city we were marrying in. This is done in the city center, there is usually a building that you go to and get a paper saying that the person you are marrying is single, and then another paper saying that in fact this person is a resident in the city that they are marrying in. Because I am a foreigner, I was supposed to show my residency in USA. However, I have not lived in USA for over three years. So, I had to show my Itkemetkah. Normally this is even enough, but this Justice was really rude and so we were forced to go to the Office in the Dept of Resiedency and we had to provide proof that I have an apt there. Well, Mr Husband has an apt that he owns but is vacant. We thought of using his Grandma's address but the girl said that sometimes the Government looks down on this and so she had me living in the apt in the building. IT was fine for him.
We also needed 6 copies of a passport worthy or passport picture. This was done at a Professional Photographer.
We then needed to take everything we had to the Justice. Who yelled at me and was somewhat rude and unkind. And had a really ugly bag. She took the papers to the Mayor and she insisted she did not need any more papers. But she was wrong and three weeks later called us up and asked us o ver and over if we wanted to marry another day. We wanted to marry July 7th the same day as our Reception. But that was not about to happen because she said "No, I don't want to marry on that date" (Really, caddy lady?!?)
So, we chose July 4th.
Note :: There are dates and times that you can chose to marry that will determine the cost of the actual ceremony (sadly, yes tehy are all about the money here) And : Here is the run down:::
Monday-Thursday:: 65 Lira
Friday: 85 Lira
Saturday: 140 Lira
Sunday: 250 lira
If you want to marry in the City, but a different place, there is a fee for that too, which is usually 15-20 lira more than the base fee.
Our fee for a Thursday, however? 110!!! And we had it in her office! She charged us the most for the basic! I mean really!! Oh well
We waited and waited to hear from her. She had never married an American before, I guess.
A few days before our actual Wedding we finally got the ok.
We bought our invitations just 4 weeks before the wedding date because the Rude Justice Lady with the ugly fake leather bag was not getting ahold of us and we did not know what to do. So, we decided to just persue the date and time we kept telling her we wanted.
We went to her office a few days before the date and we talked to her. We confirmed the date and time as the 4th of July, 2013 at 4 pm. We were set.
I had not been able to look closely at the Reception Hall that we were holding our Reception, and so I was making lace lamps to hang in the hall. I was using them afterwards, but I was thinking how pretty they would be in the wedding hall to give it a warm feeling in the hall. Well, some unforeseen things happened. And I have them nicely hanging, but we did not use them.
Music. We argued and argued about this topic. I insisted we have a mixutre of both and his mom agreed with me. His mom said there are some songs that are very shameful that she did not want to be sung nor played at the wedding. There was one song in particular that is really popular. It was not at all a good song and I was told by LongRock that the words to the song are never played in Weddings. I said I have heard the song played many times at different weddings. We argued over and over about this. We did not want a singer there either. Well, we were told that the coupleswho marry are giving the DJ music to play and he will play what you give him, on a MP3 and or iPod, iPhone, iPad. He has a computer, a really nice electric keyboard, etc etc and so it was just normal to think that we would have a cable with two male ends, you can plug one into the iPod, and one into a sound source. Right?? Well, duuuh.
We had our music in the iPod. But the Stupid DJ had no idea how to use the iPod and even said it does not work. BUT The iPhone worked??? What an utter ass. He did not want to play our music! What a pig! So, we ended up having to change our first dance. which he cut off in the middle of it and played stupid ass songs like "Careless Whisper" by George Micheal... REALLY???
No matter I loved the First Dance song we ended up playing. IT was amazing. It was fun, romantic and just us. It was the Israel Kamakawiwo'ole's version of "Somewhere Over The Rainbow" It was just wonderful!
The Day of our Wedding:::
We were running around because I was supposed to get a dress for the Wedding Ceremony and for the Reception. I got one for the Reception and I was told the day before our wedding to get something for the ceremony. So I had to rush around finding something. I went all over the place for a nice dress. I found a really pretty aqua marine color skirt, Long. IT is a chiffon and then I had a white lace shirt. Simple and plain but really pretty.
We then had to focus on my hair. OMG My friend, Ay and I went to the girl that I thought she would know how to do my hair (clue: Because she said she could!) and she ended up charging me a but load of money and it was so ugly! And she did not know how to do my hair)
I was trying to get my hair and make up done (I had bruised my toe very badly two days before). I got a phone call from LongRock saying that he got a phone call from the Justice, saying, "Why are you not here today?" My husband said, "What do you mean?" She said, "you are supposed to be here at 11:00 am." "What?" He said, "you are marrying us at 4pm today." She said, "Oh, no. I have a wedding that time." (Angry Face) so, He said "Ok can you please put it at 5pm?" "Well, I have to leave my Office that time". So they arranged a new time at 4:45pm. Well that was good for me because I was freaking out about my hair.
We got married and it was really lovely.
The Reception was nice too.
Pictures:::
There is really not a good way to do pictures here in Turkey. The "professional" Photographers are really not that good and they are not that professional. Basically, they charge you a butt load of money, to tape you wedding and snap photos of you that are not that impresseive and they are not good at cropping the pictures and do not care if your eyes are closed, oopen or if your wedding quests are picking thier noses, they just snap pictures. Literally. And then they want to charge you lots of money, for really not good pictures, a really stupid dvd of your wedding, and they have you do the most stupid poses. I mean, really stupid poses.
Our Wedding Hall took place in a Military base. We were told we HAVE To hide out in a Bride and Groom room until we are "ready" to come down the stairs and be presented" . Ok. It is stupid. I am sorry. I strongly disagree with this. But whatever, we went in the room and low, it is the cheapest uglist room looking like a really cheap trashy hotel room in those B Movies. and its not far from the truth. They had us sit on the bed and get some pictures. I was like WHAT? It was so stupid I was like there is no way I want any of those pictures. I mean come on! PLEASE!!!!
They were trampy and trashy pictures. I was really disappointed with them and just annoyed. Then we waited and waited. We finally were able to go in where everyone was and we had the first dance as a couple.
Then people put money on us.
Then we had to leave and do it again and dance. It was not my idea of fun or even excitement but we were good sports.
There are pictures of us talking while we are dancing. and We are saying, I hate this music, I am saying, I know me too! I am glad you feel the same way! He was saying what the heck are they playing this song for! I cant dance to this music! hahaha
Then the Fake Cake. Americans you are forewarned. The Cakes here are fake and the cake they pass out to the guests are horrible. Really. It is disappointing that there are so many good foods in TUrkey, but their cake is not one of htem. If I would have known how stupid and bad it was, I either would have made our own cake, ordered baklava, or just had nothing. The fake cake and cutting a fake cake is really stupid. That was another huge argument I had lost. And so with much appreciation, when we were cutting the fake cake, and after wards, I was told by Mr Husband that he was sorry and relatized how stupid it was to fight me on that. I would have made a Lemon Poppy Seed Cake with really pretty sunflowers and daises on it that I would have put on myself. It would have been lovely. But there you have it. Fake Cake.
Well, we survived it and now it is focusing on getting to my home part of the marriage!
I officially became Mrs D. LongRock.
It not only is a long time over due, but I have to say that it is a very very good thing to be married to the right person. I can attest to this!
We decided to marry here in Turkey because Mr Husband wanted the Turkish Family to be with him when he married. We debated whether or not to have a Reception at the States or in Turkey. We ended up doing both in Turkey. We will have the Celebration Dinner or get together when We get back to the USA. We will have close friends and family invited.
Here is what happened.
A couple of months ago I went to the Consulate (got an appointment first) and had the US Governement sign and stamp a paper stating that I was legally able to marry and not married at the time of the paper signed.
We (LongRocks mom and I) took this Noterized paper (That cost me 50 USD) And we went to the Istanbul City Mayor that Authenticated the Noterized Paper. (Note All Americans that are Marrying a Turk, in Turkey, this is the procedure. If you have any questions about how and what we did in more detail, I urge you to comment and I can try to tell you in greater detail. Or Give you ideas)
Once that paper which is noterized was Authenticated (In the Beyazit District of Istanbul, btw)we paid more money to have it authenicated.
We then needed a Translated copy and noterized form of everythng, which costed a lot of money. Warning Americans! Noterized forms here are about 100 lira for each form needing a stamp in it.
We then got papers from the Dr stating we have no illensses that would cause us to not be able to marry. The Dr was the Family's Personal Doctor, and Authorized to do this. We had blood drawn from him and me and you pay after the test results are in, at least for us.
You must give a picture of you and your spouse to the Dr. She or He needs to put the picture on the reports and sign in and date it.
Then we had to get verification that one person lived in the city we were marrying in. This is done in the city center, there is usually a building that you go to and get a paper saying that the person you are marrying is single, and then another paper saying that in fact this person is a resident in the city that they are marrying in. Because I am a foreigner, I was supposed to show my residency in USA. However, I have not lived in USA for over three years. So, I had to show my Itkemetkah. Normally this is even enough, but this Justice was really rude and so we were forced to go to the Office in the Dept of Resiedency and we had to provide proof that I have an apt there. Well, Mr Husband has an apt that he owns but is vacant. We thought of using his Grandma's address but the girl said that sometimes the Government looks down on this and so she had me living in the apt in the building. IT was fine for him.
We also needed 6 copies of a passport worthy or passport picture. This was done at a Professional Photographer.
We then needed to take everything we had to the Justice. Who yelled at me and was somewhat rude and unkind. And had a really ugly bag. She took the papers to the Mayor and she insisted she did not need any more papers. But she was wrong and three weeks later called us up and asked us o ver and over if we wanted to marry another day. We wanted to marry July 7th the same day as our Reception. But that was not about to happen because she said "No, I don't want to marry on that date" (Really, caddy lady?!?)
So, we chose July 4th.
Note :: There are dates and times that you can chose to marry that will determine the cost of the actual ceremony (sadly, yes tehy are all about the money here) And : Here is the run down:::
Monday-Thursday:: 65 Lira
Friday: 85 Lira
Saturday: 140 Lira
Sunday: 250 lira
If you want to marry in the City, but a different place, there is a fee for that too, which is usually 15-20 lira more than the base fee.
Our fee for a Thursday, however? 110!!! And we had it in her office! She charged us the most for the basic! I mean really!! Oh well
We waited and waited to hear from her. She had never married an American before, I guess.
A few days before our actual Wedding we finally got the ok.
We bought our invitations just 4 weeks before the wedding date because the Rude Justice Lady with the ugly fake leather bag was not getting ahold of us and we did not know what to do. So, we decided to just persue the date and time we kept telling her we wanted.
We went to her office a few days before the date and we talked to her. We confirmed the date and time as the 4th of July, 2013 at 4 pm. We were set.
I had not been able to look closely at the Reception Hall that we were holding our Reception, and so I was making lace lamps to hang in the hall. I was using them afterwards, but I was thinking how pretty they would be in the wedding hall to give it a warm feeling in the hall. Well, some unforeseen things happened. And I have them nicely hanging, but we did not use them.
Music. We argued and argued about this topic. I insisted we have a mixutre of both and his mom agreed with me. His mom said there are some songs that are very shameful that she did not want to be sung nor played at the wedding. There was one song in particular that is really popular. It was not at all a good song and I was told by LongRock that the words to the song are never played in Weddings. I said I have heard the song played many times at different weddings. We argued over and over about this. We did not want a singer there either. Well, we were told that the coupleswho marry are giving the DJ music to play and he will play what you give him, on a MP3 and or iPod, iPhone, iPad. He has a computer, a really nice electric keyboard, etc etc and so it was just normal to think that we would have a cable with two male ends, you can plug one into the iPod, and one into a sound source. Right?? Well, duuuh.
We had our music in the iPod. But the Stupid DJ had no idea how to use the iPod and even said it does not work. BUT The iPhone worked??? What an utter ass. He did not want to play our music! What a pig! So, we ended up having to change our first dance. which he cut off in the middle of it and played stupid ass songs like "Careless Whisper" by George Micheal... REALLY???
No matter I loved the First Dance song we ended up playing. IT was amazing. It was fun, romantic and just us. It was the Israel Kamakawiwo'ole's version of "Somewhere Over The Rainbow" It was just wonderful!
The Day of our Wedding:::
We were running around because I was supposed to get a dress for the Wedding Ceremony and for the Reception. I got one for the Reception and I was told the day before our wedding to get something for the ceremony. So I had to rush around finding something. I went all over the place for a nice dress. I found a really pretty aqua marine color skirt, Long. IT is a chiffon and then I had a white lace shirt. Simple and plain but really pretty.
We then had to focus on my hair. OMG My friend, Ay and I went to the girl that I thought she would know how to do my hair (clue: Because she said she could!) and she ended up charging me a but load of money and it was so ugly! And she did not know how to do my hair)
I was trying to get my hair and make up done (I had bruised my toe very badly two days before). I got a phone call from LongRock saying that he got a phone call from the Justice, saying, "Why are you not here today?" My husband said, "What do you mean?" She said, "you are supposed to be here at 11:00 am." "What?" He said, "you are marrying us at 4pm today." She said, "Oh, no. I have a wedding that time." (Angry Face) so, He said "Ok can you please put it at 5pm?" "Well, I have to leave my Office that time". So they arranged a new time at 4:45pm. Well that was good for me because I was freaking out about my hair.
We got married and it was really lovely.
The Reception was nice too.
Pictures:::
There is really not a good way to do pictures here in Turkey. The "professional" Photographers are really not that good and they are not that professional. Basically, they charge you a butt load of money, to tape you wedding and snap photos of you that are not that impresseive and they are not good at cropping the pictures and do not care if your eyes are closed, oopen or if your wedding quests are picking thier noses, they just snap pictures. Literally. And then they want to charge you lots of money, for really not good pictures, a really stupid dvd of your wedding, and they have you do the most stupid poses. I mean, really stupid poses.
Our Wedding Hall took place in a Military base. We were told we HAVE To hide out in a Bride and Groom room until we are "ready" to come down the stairs and be presented" . Ok. It is stupid. I am sorry. I strongly disagree with this. But whatever, we went in the room and low, it is the cheapest uglist room looking like a really cheap trashy hotel room in those B Movies. and its not far from the truth. They had us sit on the bed and get some pictures. I was like WHAT? It was so stupid I was like there is no way I want any of those pictures. I mean come on! PLEASE!!!!
They were trampy and trashy pictures. I was really disappointed with them and just annoyed. Then we waited and waited. We finally were able to go in where everyone was and we had the first dance as a couple.
Then people put money on us.
Then we had to leave and do it again and dance. It was not my idea of fun or even excitement but we were good sports.
There are pictures of us talking while we are dancing. and We are saying, I hate this music, I am saying, I know me too! I am glad you feel the same way! He was saying what the heck are they playing this song for! I cant dance to this music! hahaha
Then the Fake Cake. Americans you are forewarned. The Cakes here are fake and the cake they pass out to the guests are horrible. Really. It is disappointing that there are so many good foods in TUrkey, but their cake is not one of htem. If I would have known how stupid and bad it was, I either would have made our own cake, ordered baklava, or just had nothing. The fake cake and cutting a fake cake is really stupid. That was another huge argument I had lost. And so with much appreciation, when we were cutting the fake cake, and after wards, I was told by Mr Husband that he was sorry and relatized how stupid it was to fight me on that. I would have made a Lemon Poppy Seed Cake with really pretty sunflowers and daises on it that I would have put on myself. It would have been lovely. But there you have it. Fake Cake.
Well, we survived it and now it is focusing on getting to my home part of the marriage!
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