It rained all day yesterday, and the forecast is for a 50% chance of rain all day (see right). This puts a serious crimp in my style, but hey, you gotta roll with the punches.
I am going to wait until this afternoon to make a final decision on if I can proceed with plan A or if I have to bag it for the back-up. Hopefully God will stop being such a large-scale doucherocket and let things unfold as I intend (note to future kids: I have no idea if the word "douche" will still be in vogue when you are adults, but in 2007 combining it with any noun is pretty much guaranteed to be hilarious, at least to your father and Uncle Will).
No matter which way it goes down tonight, I am certain it will be a special moment for both of us, and in that I feel reassured. I am excited to finally have this secret off my chest and get on with the next chapter in our lives.
You know how in movies and TV shows whenever someone has to pee (stay with me here), all they see are rivers and waterfalls and drains? That's how I feel right now. Everywhere I look, there is something wedding-related.
Two nights ago Hilary and I watched an episode of Coupling (the good British one, not the crap American version) where the entire storyline revolved around a group of friends antagonizing a guy for having not yet proposed to his long-time girlfriend. Last night I came home from my soccer game and turned on the TV to see that Hilary had been watching a show called "Wedding Central". Clearly, the world is ready for this to happen.
I spoke with Hilary's parents last night, and though I was very nervous going in, they were great about everything and very excited. Plus, I didn't get the Macy treatment, so that was nice. It will be fun to spend the weekend with them and celebrate, at least until we start yelling at each other about which font should be used on the Save-The-Date (Helvetica, dammit!). Kidding!
Weather aside, I anticipate things going well tonight regardless. Or, at least better than this:
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