Amber & Rob vs. 'Rents - Round 1

We spoke to Rob's parents about the wedding. It was, in a nutshell, the world's most uncomfortable situation.

First his parents wanted to establish we were having a ceremony by a rabbi, which it is because it's important to Rob, and I'm not religious. Then his father said we could have it on Long Island, and they would throw us the biggest party imaginable, but if we were having it in Connecticut, we were on our own with paying for it (which we were planning on doing anyhow) that they wouldn't invite anyone. We told them it would be in Connecticut, and we would invite whoever we wanted, including the entire extended family. They were not happy with us.

His grandmother, who was there because we were taking her home, attempted to chime in once or twice (with something along the lines of, "you're being unreasonable"), and was told by both his parents to "butt out". It was just like being twelve and having your mom yell at you about some foolish thing you did, and then having your grandma over and trying to say "oh, don't be so hard on her" and having your mom say, "Ma, I know how to diciplne my kids, so butt out!" It was JUST like that! I was completely insulted, and Rob was very hurt.

We drove Grandma back to Queens (she yammered the entire way about how her son was being foolish), then called Rob's sister Judi to see if we could come over and talk. We needed a "big sister". So we drove back to Long Island, and were assured again that we weren't doing anything wrong, and that his parents would probably come around anyway.

It's better this way. I mean, yeah, we have to pay for it, and we were hoping they'd help, but now we don't have to worry about losing control of the wedding and having it turn into a big, posh fluffy so-not-us celebration.

I'll keep you updated.