okay... so i'm finally coming down from that crazy high.
still staring at the ring all the time, but hey. i'm entitled.
some of my girlfriends warned me that with the planning, the craziness with the mother would soon follow.
well, it did... and we only have a little over 600 days until the wedding. what shall we do? (insert sarcasm here)
i told paul yesterday that i couldn't deal with my crazy mother for two days, let alone two years. i'm seriously considering eloping but i'm told that in order for that to happen, hell would have to freeze over, thaw out, and freeze over again.
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I think you should visit California and have that handsome devil Michael marry you in an atheistic, drunken orgy. It's the only sane option. What would Teresa Heinz Kerry do?
i thought it was only a matter of time before you start posting...
we'll keep it under consideration, reverand.
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