Friday, January 15, 2010

Not the story I was going to tell but it's the one you're getting.

You've no idea the amount of fire and brimstone I was going to rain down on this blog due to the stuff that had recently went down. However to HER's credit she really did do a good job on handling the situation and let's all hear it for taking a moment to cool off before doing things one might regret, though usually I don't regret the things I do.

Anyways, happy new year. Ok with that out of the way let me explain what the hell it is exactly that I'm talking about.

When we first got engaged and started to think about planning a wedding I gave HER two options. 1) I do what I have been advised to do which is let her and her mother plan the whole thing and only pretend to care about every third thing so that she would feel like I gave a damn about the event in which I was to be married in OR 2) we both had equal say in the wedding. She chose option to and to her credit she really meant it. I wanted some wild things too. I didn't want a cake (because fuck cake), I wanted a wedding pie. I wanted to cut that pie with a sword that I would carrying around the entire ceremony and like a dozen other things that would just be crazy and unique. Isn't my girl awesome?

Well then things got to her mother and that's when shit just got formal... and boring... and stressful. Not stressful for me per-say because I was never really allowed to discuss such matters with the mother in law. HER knows me too well as well as her mother so naturally she didn't want us two to get into it cause well... I already introduced the mother in law.

The fecal matter really hit the oscillating wind generator when after a year of fighting (mostly between HER and her mother) and crying (mostly HER to me) that it got to the "fuck it point." The "fuck it point" if you weren't able to deduce is the point of which the realization of the goal no longer is worth the amount of effort to obtain it happens. HER was at that point and I, being her future husband could only support her decision.

Oh how pissed I was...

To be continued...

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