mr. and mrs. big pile of dust (hey, shal already used "something blue")

so it's been a great big weekend. no work on friday so i drove down to the land of Marys and ate pah. two different kinds of pie in fact. and watching Speed without the interruption of annoying parental commentary and questions is always nice. so then we came back to Penn's woods on Saturday and i got my shawl which originally cost $49.50 but was marked down to $29.99 and i only paid a dollar! hah! so i chopped up the originally overpriced shawl to make a skirt for myself using cloth oragami and safety pins, and of course the heirloom rooster pin from Granny. after much wasted time spent shopping for a shirt to match i wound up making the top from the remaining piece of the shawl (as shal predicted). it's really cool though cuz i did a threading through loops thing that made it more complicated and professional looking than the ones i normally do. having thicker ribbon and fancy looking (silk! for $1!) material probably didn't hurt either. plus the having both pieces be the same color made it look more formal. Aunt Louise thought it was cute even before she was drunk so that was nice and ego boosting and then Jessie noticed the rooster pin and i was glad she did because it was like the (female) minister said at the beginning of the ceremony that the people who have passed on are still with us. i felt glad that i was wearing the rooster pin when she said that because Granny would have enjoyed being there if she were still alive. i actually don't much care about the short vs. long last name thing cuz i think that Dobrowolski is an awesome last name because it's meaningful ("good will") and foreign (yay Polish!) and i love language so i can't very well forsake such a cool bit of language especially when pronounced correctly. plus there's the added benefit of protesting the sexist aspect of a woman always taking her husband's last name rather than the other way around.
there was definitely too much alcohol and too many drunken peoples but at least i got to do my protest of dumping the wine down the drain. but it was very yucky that they gave a bottle of wine out to each guest in the first place and i'll be sending another 'ew' in shal's general direction for her sip of the unholy champagne. sigh, people purposefully impairing their own judgement and acting like jackasses in their drunkeness. i still don't get it.
oh a speaking of sexism and arbitrary cultural traditions that make no sense, i wore jean shorts underneath my skirt so that it wasn't really a sexist girly skirt and there were jeans and comfortable clothes at the wedding rather than selling out and being uncomfortable and wearing yucky clothes just because someone arbitrarily decided that they were fancy and formal and ought to be worn to such occasions as weddings.
in addition to alcohol and wine, it sorta bugged that we didn't meet the groom until after the actual wedding. i mean, it would have been nice to have him attending a holiday of some sort so we could be like 'hi' or something. or yeesh, even to have know what he looked like in advance (not in the James Marsters sense but just in the our cousin is marrying a guy we've never even seen before sense)
so yummy chocolate, yucky fish, evil alcohol, annoying drunken people, but Jessie seemed happy so that's the most important bit.