In case you haven’t heard, Eldest Spawn and her long-time partner in crime are going to go ahead and make it official.
The Boy proposed New Year’s 2018 – right after midnight – and they’ve been hemming and hawing about a date since then.
Now, with an impending 800 mile relocation, they decided it was best to tie the knot before they leave the homeland.
Being a fairly decent event planner, it’s ended up being my job – which is fine. It keeps the budget (super thin shoestring) in check and keeps other local wedding planners from having to deal with me as MotB.
Because seriously, friends… let’s face it… nobody wants to deal with me in full-blown, big budget, MotB mode. That’s a horror novel waiting to happen.
Sadly, this may mean I fall behind here. My plan is not to but my planning skills are being used elsewhere.
I promise not to forget you’re here and I won’t forget to write – trust me, I’m going to need the down-time.
Until next time, friends…
Celebrate love in the ways that fit your life.
The ones who love you won’t mind and the ones that do mind don’t matter.