Wedding bells are ringing again. Rudi and I were planning to get married this year on April 29th, but of course our plans were seriously hampered by 'My Evil Mother' (see category). Then Rudi said he'd like to get married on the 5th of August. I told him to FORGET IT...there is no way I'm getting married the day after my birthday. Either my birthday or my anniversary will be overlooked each year (plus I want TWO gifts!) - he later admitted it would be easier to remember that way. I don't give a shit. NO. So we discussed it again...and then decided that it would be best to get married on our anniversary next year. It falls on a Saturday and I think that is sort of a sign. That's not going to happen again for quite a few years. So it's do or die. *sigh* The only thing about getting married is the great expense thereof. Hopefully my debt buster plan will work this year and I will be able to save enough money for the wedding. I don't have to worry about Rudi since he's really good at saving. This is not the first time we've set a date. At least there's some indication that he WANTS to marry me. Not to mention that I'm still fat and I don't see that changing
Wedding Bells (again)
2.2.07 07:04
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