Majoring in Miscellaneous

The title of this entry is a reference to my father's description of my path through higher education. It took me a while to focus in on what I wanted to major in, but eventually I got it done.  All that miscellany added up to a Liberal Arts degree, which turned out to be exactly what I needed to have the "career" I have now.  I majored in miscellany in work and personal stuff this week, too.  If I add everything up I'm way behind on some big stuff, but also knocked a lot of little stuff out of the way.  Knocking those little things off the list cleared the way to my dealing with the big stuff.  I'm feeling pretty good.

So, in celebration of the Labor Day Weekend, join me in the pursuit of miscellany. It's fun. By the way, you may need to pack a lunch to get through all this:

My eldest daughter's wedding is only five weeks away.  I just began to panic.  You are witnessing it here... right now.  I haven't even given her the addresses for my share of the guest list. Will do that today (Yes, I promise!). She had to send out the other invitations.  So, if you're a friend or relative of mine, now you know why you haven't gotten one... unless of course you're a friend or relative of mine who won't be invited anyway. 

If you're not invited, it's because we can only have 100 guests at the venue. This means that her Dad and step-mom get 25, I get 25, the groom's parents get 25 and the happy couple get 25.  Remember, I did not major in math, so if that doesn't add up you know why.  So, surgical cuts along very strange lines of demarcation were necessary to whittle down the list.  But, we love you anyway.  Apparently, the groom's mom is not as good at surgery as the rest of us.  She told 50 guests they could come.  Her logic was that since the bride's parents got 50 between them, then the groom's parents should, too.  Her son's response, "They are paying for the wedding."  My response, "Even if we all paid for the guests we wanted to invite, WE ARE ONLY ALLOWED TO HAVE 100 PEOPLE!" I said that to myself.

That's the problem with big, loving families... how do you make the cuts? It's awfully hard.

The other night (or early morning), St. Clairmarie (in Chicago) and I (in Virginia) spent about two hours Googling wedding music sound clips. Don't you love the Web??? By morning, I'd decided on my favorites for the ceremony and sent them to the BTB (Bride-to-Be), who liked them. We sent them on to the musicians (violinist, cellist, and classical guitarist).

Bridesmaid's Processional: Air from Water Music Suite (RealMedia Player)

Bride's Processional: Pachelbel's Canon in D (Windows Media Player)

Recessional: La Rejoussance (RealMedia Player)

What do you think?  St. Clairmarie wants her girls to process to Handel's Arrival of the Queen of Sheba. (Windows Media Player) I think I should march down the aisle to that at the wedding. Better yet, I should be carried down the aisle in a litter by six strapping and handsome men. That appeals to me.

By the way, the inspiration for finalizing the wedding music came after viewing this:

That young man is a Computer Science major from South Korea. As Ryan says, "He really shreds it!" (Is that good or bad?)

I was inspired to walk to the grocery store to pick up milk and coffee last night after writer friend, Andyman, suggested the following:   

Of course, I couldn't leave it there, so I searched out this:

Someone sure has a lot of time on his/her hands.

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Comments

[Sam]

Good luck getting your part of the wedding stuff done. The second video was a hoot! Still laughing here.
Sam

[Hummingbird]

Was that funny or what? A friend of mind said that she'd be more inclined to work the treadmill if she could do that choreography. Me, too!