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texan foibles vol. 6?
we're going to a (local people, local planning, locally registered, local everything, very handy) wedding on saturday. and they registered for knives. and that always seems weird to me. there was another wedding we went to recently... (only this was the kind of wedding where they have an engagement party (i skipped), three bridal showers (i went to one), and a bachelorette party (which i also went to), and a bachelor party.) ... and i kind of felt like they were so trolling for presents ... the men are lucky, they don't have to buy stuff for bachelor parties ... but anyway ... at the bridal (no, wait, they had three bridal showers, and a wedding shower) at the bridal shower i went to somebody bought the bride one of the expensive knives she registered for and everybody made those funny nervous jokes.

but that bride is ... well ... she's one of those Texan brides that has a pistol and a concealed-carry liscence and is a crack shot. a better shot than the groom was, so i hear. or so the groom says. and i figure he'd know.

but anyway somebody bought her this expensive knife. and that's all well and good, i know, very useful around the kitchen. i think she did actually register for a rolling-pin, too. This wedding, they didn't register for a rolling-pin, at least. But they're very nice and we're happy for them and we'll get them - some nice safe towels, or something.

a lot of the time we get barware. nice beer-drinking glasses, martini glasses, stuff like that. m's cousins keep getting married and registering at Target, which is lovely, because we can get them Target gift cards and they Love Them. everybody likes a good Target gift card.

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