So, my sister's getting married in April. For the past weeks, I kept listening to her ramble on about all of these people she'd asked to be in her wedding. I'm her sister ~ she hasn't asked me anything. Granted, we're polar opposites and not very close ~ but we're sisters. Can't I at least oversee the guest book or something? Stick peanut butter under the door handles of the getaway car? Something?!
A few weeks ago, my niece and I are out for ice cream and she tells me that I'm going to be the maid of honor. I tell her that I haven't been asked. Niece blushes and asks me not to tell on her, she thought I'd already been asked. She knew her mom wanted some sort of special way to ask.
I get a call at work from my sister. Conversation goes like this:
Me: Human Resources, how may I help you?
Sister: You're going to be my maid of honor right?
Me: I will if you ask me.
Sister: Okay. Will you be my maid of honor?
That's it. Done. I'm now the maid of honor. Did I mention I'm also catering this shindig? Me and my mom. 150 guests. I'm tired already.