T A C K Y tacky tacky tacky

This should be sung to the tune of M I C K E Y M O U S E.

I've not blogged about this in the past, as it has not bothered me so much as it did today. Here we go, Athena's Rant O' The Week.

An ex of mine, with whom I'd remained friends, lives in Georgia. (Yes, FN, keep your voice down, I hear the 'I Told You So' from here). We dated a few months then were friends from then on. Over ten years now, to be exact.

Last fall he told me he was getting married. I wished him sincere congratulations and he mentioned that I'd get an invitation when the time came. Okay.

In April, after not having heard from him in several months, I called him on his bday (a normal occurance for us to wish birthday greetings) and left him a voicemail wishing him a happy bday and to let me know where to send a wedding gift. Again, no invitation, no return call, no email. Nada.

Today I get an email from him (I am on a distribution list) with pictures from his wedding. Apparently it happened in June. WTF?

T A C K Y tacky tacky tacky.