Stick to the Plan! Stick to the Plan!

Well, here I am 74 days until certain doom. (Google counted the days for me...isn't the Internet wonderful?) I kind of wanted to get some invitations in the mail. My mother was suppose to draw a skull bride and groom for my wedding invitation. I have not even seen a rough draft. My mother also calls me at least once a day...I have not heard from her in days. I think the invitation (lack of draft) and my nagging her about it might be why. I like to think she is furiously cranking out an awesome drawing that will make all the relatives gasp in shock when they see it.

David and I did decided on not using a local church for the reception site. We defaulted to the original plan to have it at his parent's house and we will take a chance on the weather. We figured it might save us some cash. David and I also had a big screaming match on the phone about wedding guests. I told him that if people we went to high school with that I cannot stand show up at, what to me is basically, a family event I will make his life more of a living hell than he ever could imagine. He proceeded to threaten me with calling the whole thing off. I don't know if he meant the reception or the marriage and then he told me he basically could not stand my family. But that was all, like, a month ago.

Since then David has gotten a black eye. I'm just sorry I was not the owner of the fist who gave it to him. He got into a bar fight in Ohio. He's okay and he really doesn't want me talking about it. He is not proud of himself. So, I will write about it instead. He doesn't read this blog anyway he thinks it's dumb.

Anyway, wedding reception...yeah. Way more fun to talk about than a bar fight. I mean with the bar fight re-enactment I got to throw fake punches and grab people and use them as props. I bet wedding reception re-enactments are boring. Just a lot of standing,sitting,eating. But I very well could have a fight amongst my guests at my reception. That is if I ever get invitations mailed. Maybe I shouldn't rent chairs I don't want to give anyone a folding chair to use as a weapon. Or do I.... Screw the bouquet I get to throw the first chair.