Commuter Chan is the Matron of Honor in a wedding next week. I hate that term, Matron of Honor. Why don't they just call it Old Hag of Honor or Hideous Sexless Beast of Honor?
Anyihateanyonesweddingthatisntmine, there was some confusion over beds and who was sleeping where and sharing hotel rooms, so I e-mailed the Maid of Honor (such a superior title, BTW. Maybe I'll get a divorce before the wedding so no one calls me matron.) to see what the sharing situation would be like.
CC (or HSBoH) - Is there room for the Mister or are there other girls staying with us?
MoH - We can all share on Friday night. The room has two double beds. Just as long as I don't hear gross sounds...
CC - We're married so by law we can't make gross sounds anymore. Except for the farting. MY GOD THE FARTING!
MoH - That's what I was referring to. Also, the quiet weeping.
Well I can't make any promises about that.
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