I'm getting married this year.
Ha ha! Yay! Woooooo!!!
.....fzzzbmp. plupppplupp. fuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.....shhhhhh......
Okey dokey. So I guess I'm not 100% prepped and ready. I mean, I'm ready for open bar and big fun and the stupid giant white dress. All set in fact. And I'm ready to be Mrs. Erin Judge. I really am. And I'm ready to marry my man, insofar as marrying means living together and sharing finances and making decisions mutual, because you see it is century number twenty-one and well we do that shit already.
But I have to ORGANIZE SHIT in order to get married. You have to like book shit and invite people and write shit down and it's COMPLICATED.
I think I'll go take a nap.