The moles have made their way into Ernesto's yard. When do they dig?
At night probably.
Well that's perfect because by the time they make their way up to his patio, they'll see that Ernesto is up and "two shall become one" as the saying goes.
Really it's a match made in heaven.
Maren has been napping since 9:45 am and I love it because I got to shower, shave my armpits ANDD pack the car. Now there is nothing left to do..except wait for her to wake up. So I am having a pre-wedding glass of wine (very very tinnny) and blogging.
Here comes Keegan.
Wait. It's the cat.
Much more high maintenance than my son.
When did the cat become such a loud walker?
Work weddings are always a little bit stressful.
I don't mind if it's Will's work because if I get drunk and say something ridiculous, I don't have to see those people for at least another year.
If I get drunk and say something ridiculous at this wedding, I have to see these people in 48 hours. And believe you, me. Word spreads like wildfire in a middle school. Middle school teachers are as bad as middle school kids. "Did you hear what Melissa said to the groom's great-aunt??? She THOUGHT she was Phyllis Diller! She wouldn't stop asking for her autograph!"
Sigh.
Thankfully two of my very best pals will be there and one of them is EXTREMELY level headed. She will have no problem telling me I am being an ass and dragging me off to the:
bathroom
dance floor
hotel room
parking lot
jail
She is just that great of a friend.
Actually I have set my sights very very neutral and usually when I do that, things turn out pretty well.
I also did not purchase anything new to wear, so I have nothing to be excited about..well..
Except my good looking husband (wink wink)
So I expect us to have a very low key, "stay in the wings" kind of a time.
I say this now.
You know just for affirmation purposes.
Sigh.....
Stay tuned.
You know something always happens when the Williams' go out..
"Is that Phyllis Diller???"
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