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<p>Are you wearing your Sinner’s Alley Super Secret Decoder Ring?</p>
<p>And, your anti-alien thought screen helmet? 
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<p>Maybe the tinfoil hat was blocking the signals!</p>
<p>Actually, I did get the last post about spitting in food in a run-down strip mall. Blech. New subject, please. :(</p>
<p>jmmom - I have no idea…it’s not my wedding. (I have to say I was probably clueless then, too - at my own. 
It must be a male thing. Females seem to know what’s going on with this stuff, males just seem to tag along and pay for things)</p>
<p>I’m half inclined to send you all air tickets to Sarasota assuming this actually occurs. It’d be very interesting. I suppose we could rent the Marina Jack party boat for the evening. Y’all could stay at the Ritz without too much burden, right?</p>
<p>I figure I’d be safe putting this group up at the Ritz. It’s walking distance from Marina Jack.</p>
<p>Count me in, p2n! I think I could make due at the Ritz.</p>
<p>Barkeep, I need something with some caffeine. Lots of it. Astrogirl is enroute from Germany, where she’s been for the past month—and has been at the Newark airport now for 8 hours…her incoming flight was delayed from Germany, so she missed her connection…then, new flight she was supposed to be on was supposed to leave at 9:00…then postponed until 9:45…then postponed again until 11:00. So, what odds does anyone give for her actually getting on a departing plane to Charlotte tonight?! (I already checked…the Hilton, etc. at the airport are already full—so far, it looks like a lovely Econo-Lodge in Newark is available)…Eww. Poor kid, with the time difference figured in, she’s exhausted, cell phone has died. I sent her in search of a kiosk or Brookstone at the airport where she can buy a charger for her phone.</p>
<p>I do remember getting chewed out by the future Mrs p2n for not “doing enough” to facilitate our wedding. I was like “huh?, do what? Those napkins look fine to me” and so on. At least I was on time for the service! ;)</p>
<p>My husband’s contribution to the wedding planning was “I don’t like regular weddding cake; how about a spice cake instead?” I dutifully arranged for a spice [wedding] cake (probably my only dutiful moment in 25 years of marriage!) Fast forward to the day of the wedding…“Ew, it has raisins in it; I hate raisins!” It was only our mutual promise to not smash the wedding cake into each other’s face that saved him at that moment.</p>
<p>WARNING, mommusic – skip this post!!</p>
<p>::::spit::::spit:::spit::::spit:::spit…and ptui! </p>
<p>I volunteer to spit on the bride for good luck. :)</p>
<p>Ok, we now know sluggbugg is Greek. 
(or: Ξέρουμε τώρα ότι sluggbugg είναι ελληνικά. )</p>
<p>Opa!</p>
<p>My first post. Hi.</p>
<p>WashMom, wife of WashDad, of the Mazda Miata and the SFKAWDJ?</p>
<p>Welcome!!! :)</p>
<p>WashMom, Hi! We are currently planning a wedding, welcoming Astrodaughter home (is she there yet?), and spitting on various and sundry items. Feel free to avoid the spitting:).</p>
<p>I think a choir of marmots for the wedding. Like It’s a Small World.</p>
<p>WashMom, welcome. You are just in time to enjoy the multitudinous health benefits of Sinners Alley. </p>
<p>I just read an article about the health and longevity benefits of having friends and social networks. It works for cyber-friendships, too. The study says that cyber communities and friendships are “real.”</p>
<p>But we knew that.</p>
<p>I’d post the citation and link, but I can’t remember where I saw it.</p>
<p>And this is Sinner’s Alley. So I don’t have to.</p>
<p>You’re all my friends. You’ll believe me.</p>
<p>btw, I think… a person who chooses Sinners Alley for her first post…</p>
<p>That person is going to live FOREVER.</p>
<p>Hey, welcome Washmom! We’re glad to have your here!!!</p>
<p>Thanks Alumother, for asking…Astrogirl did, in fact, finally arrive at 2:00 a.m. at the airport. (and her bf, bless his heart, went to the airport to pick her up…they got home at 3:00 a.m.)…all this while H and D2 were riding in a 24-hour charity bike ride in town. Sometimes, I’m convinced that I’m living in a freakin’ circus. H and D2 are leaving for 3 weeks in Peru tomorrow, and true to form, he’s not yet packed yet. I have various “Peru piles” all over my living room and family room.</p>
<p>…And for the record, ix-nay on the Marmots singing “It’s a Small World”…I’m thinking we save them for a rousing rendition of “Celebrate, Good Times, Woo-hoo” (complete with marmot choreography) for the reception.</p>
<p>Hi Washmom! Nice to her Astrogirl finally got home. DD just got back from Rome, will likely sleep for 3 days.</p>
<p>Okay Alu- The spitting, YUCK!!</p>
<p>Checking in from vacation, all. Welcome, condolences, congratulations, and grout. I think that catches me up more or less…</p>
<p>I was a very efficient wedding planner:<br>
Mom, you do the invitations. Make em look good.<br>
Cousin, you do the flowers. Make em look and smell good.<br>
Friend, who were the photographer and the string quartet you had at
your wedding? Perfect, I’ll book them too.
Restaurant, can you handle something very yummy and provide good wine?
Great; thanks.</p>
<p>Et voila!</p>
<p>(Though I did have my dress custom made.)</p>
<p>So, WashMom, welcome…and what are yer drinkin?</p>
<p>Welcome back SBMom, I want photos of the custom-made dress:). Mine had so many pearls and sequins on it that they popped off when I sat down. It was long-sleeved, high-necked, and form-fitting to my knees lace with a huge satin bow at my knees and then that “mermaid” kind of skirt with a train…</p>
<p>My elderly WASPy second cousin removed some number of times was rather in his cups and had me bend down to talk to me and told me I had quite a nice figure. Hahahahhaha.</p>
<p>I thought I was Joan Crawford I think. If I had only had the imagination to have one custom made God knows what it would have looked like.</p>
<p>Mwahahahahah - Methinks the denizens of the Alley can custom-make the dress for p2noles’s daughter…little does she know. WashMom - can you sew?</p>
<p>And I want to know. What goes INTO Peru piles? I happen to love Peruvian food, at least in its San Francisco incarnation. Cyber-friends, we can help eachother live longer OR get fat, according to the latest research. I vote for living longer. It’s the Alley. We don’t get fat, no matter how much lomo saltado and sangria we consume.</p>