Everyone at work keep reminding me that this time next month I'll be married. I can't help but wonder why. Do they expect me to jump up, yell "Holy crap your right!" and flee the state?
UPDATE: A coworker slyly remarked that since I live across state lines I do technically flee the state every night.
Amy and I aren't having cold feet. We got over any cold feet we had years ago. Right now we're just sick of the planning and preparations. We just want to be married already. I offered to elope, but no. I should have offered louder while her dad was balancing her parents' checkbook. ;)
Monday, May 01, 2006
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