We’ve decided that we ARE getting married next year, come hell or high water. Tentative cities are: San Francisco, Seattle or Washington D.C. – all centered around Brick Conventions so that we can go somewhere on the biz and then do this as a side note of the trip. 😉 Hey, you gotta do what you gotta do, right? Right. If that doesn’t work, then we’ll fly up somewhere for a weekend and just do it. Period.
Cats are good, biz is slowly getting uprighted, and I feel like we’re bailing less and less water out of the hull, which is positive.
As I can’t properly ask C’s parents for her hand in marriage, she thought it was a good idea to ask my Dad on the phone yesterday for mine (LOL) and he responded with, "well, if you’re crazy enough to want it, I guess you can have it! Hahahahahahahaha!"