no alcohol. no partying past sundown. nowhere to put my ginormous family.
actually, my family will fit just fine...as long as oqui's family doesn't come.
they don't really need to come. I don't like them anyway. and after all:
ITSMYWEDDINGMYWEDDINGMYWEDDINGMINEMINEMINEMINEMINE
so, theres my audition for bridezillas.
think I get the part?
really though...this planning thing SUCKS!
we're at the paring down of the guest list stage, and even after placing friends and relatives into three tiers and hacking off the bottom one...
his family's still there.
psych. I axed them and he doesn't know it yet.
...I need a bigger barn.
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