Friday, May 1, 2009

Oh My, It's May

Yesterday I got to work and realized that I have thirty days until this wedding shebang I've been planning actually kicks off. And by planning I mean sitting around thinking about all the things I want to do and need to do but never doing them.

Now, let me set the record straight. I don't really have that much left to do in order for this party to actually happen. We've got the site, the band, the food and the attire all squared away. Really, throw in family and friends, and that's all you need. But, I've got a bunch of projects up my sleeve(s) to really spice the event up, and those are the things that have been just marinating in the fridge for about two months or so. They're starting to sound better and better, but they haven't gotten thrown on the grill yet.

Wait, up my sleeve and in the fridge at the same time?? Who am I?

While stressing out (especially over just a little party like this) isn't my style, I've really got to light the fire. I mean, somebody get me some lighter fluid. This puppy's going up in FLAMES.

Basically, if I don't show my face around these parts for the next, oh thirty days or so, don't worry. I haven't burnt myself, or had a stress-induced heart attack, or quit, I'm just wallowing through a thick smoke of cookin' projects, getting black in the face at all. That's why I won't want to show it, not because I have too much going on or anything.

In the meantime, pray for Cowboy H. He may not be getting any dinner this month.

"You mean I have to eat donuts all month??"

1 comment:

  1. The Desert Rose says...I'll give him one ggod meal in the PNW, that should hold him till your big shin-dig is over!!! Besides...isn't he going eat beans out of a can at the horse camp???


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