Yesterday at 8:43 am I get a text message from my brother: "We gotta talk. You wedding and my going to a deploying submarine. I'll call you later -- ok?"
Awweeeesome.
Melt down no. 2
Today at 9:04am I got the final phone call that everything is A-OK for a new date two months prior to the original date!
I'm not proud of it. It happened. My trite, original intention of a comedy blog is going to take a drastic and most depressing of all: [typical blog!] a turn towards the happenings of my life--my recent engagement and wedding planning. It will be OK because it cause it really is human interest. The royal wedding is prime example no. 1 .... isn't it? Here goes....
Groom to be says: "Why do we need wedding pictures? Didn't you say we are doing engagement pictures? How is it different?"
Me: a mess of tears + muddled yelling + "BECAUSE ITS A WEDDING AND ALL WEDDINGS HAVE PICTURES!!!!!!!" + "TELL ME HOW I HEARD YOU WRONG THAT YOU HATE OUR WEDDING?" + more crying = meltdown no. 1
I'll be better next time. I promise. Please don't call the Bridezilla tv show yet.
I like food. I like learning about it, trying it, sharing it, making it and I even work with it. Not due to unadulterated passion for it. But close enough.