On Friday night, a friend asked me if I was feeling frenzied about the wedding and I said no. And I’m really not. Granted, there are still a fair amount of things we have to do, like write our ceremony. And somehow come up with enough coolers for all the food. Not to mention planning the menu. And so on…
But try as I might, I can’t seem to feel worried about that stuff, because there are so many other things I have to do. I have to get drinks with friends. And play Mario Kart with Gene. And sit in the yard with my parents. And read a book about cadavers.
I’ve got the fella, I’ve got a dress, I’ve got friends and family coming, and Jon is brewing us our very own kind of beer. That’s pretty much a wedding, right? To quote Michele, I think I can give you the spirit of the thing. And, to quote her again, I feel pretty good about that.
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