Are you serious? I think if one more person asks me that, I’m going to scream.

Married life…is the same as my life with him before. Nothing has changed except now what’s mine is his and vice versa. Not that either of us have anything to our names…

I started the process of changing my last name. Wow, that sucks!!! Everyone I’ve had to deal with has been relatively nice and considerate. Even the lady at the DMV that failed to tell me when I asked her last week that I’d need one proof of residency. NICE JOB, LADY!

They guy at the courthouse gave me a copy of my marriage certificate for free because I didnt know you had to pay for it. Maybe my ignorance really is bliss. :)

Our first fiasco as man and wife occurred last night. My car broke down and Michael came to my rescue….kinda…that’s a different story for a different time.

OH! Thee best thing to happen to me today: I got Chick-fil-a for breakfast! YUM! And I didn’t get any on my clothes, unlike lunchtime when I squirted Mild Sauce from Taco Bell all over my face, arms and pants. NICE, not!

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- Lady Gaga.

Submitted by joisspeechless

“Try not to cry.”

TRY NOT TO CRY? I couldn’t believe what I had heard….

I’m getting married in a couple of days and the line of advice I’ve repeatedly received has been to try not to cry. Anyone that knows me knows that I’m a crier. How could you NOT cry? Getting married is an emotional roller coaster… You’ve waited your whole life for a best friend. Someone who will sit back and let you be yourself. Someone unafraid of holding your hand through the hardest times of your life. You’ve waited for that one person to come along, sweep you off your feet and twirl you around. Someone to be goofy with, someone to understand you. Someone to love the you that you love. Someone to save you. You’ve dreamed of this day your entire life and its…here. You’re standing in front of him. Your whole family is standing behind you in your decisions and then you tell me “Try not to cry.”?

I don’t think so :) I will be crying and it will be the most happiest tears EVER! :)

Recently, I have been waking up 45 minutes earlier than I normally do on a weekday to tan at Indian Sun and Silver in Martinsburg. Am I against tanning beds? No. But I’m sure a month of sessions won’t cause me any cancerous moles but if it does, I’ll at least be tan for my wedding pictures.

Anyway, yesterday morning, before making my way to town, I roll out of bed, tied my curly hair on top of my head, zombie-walked to the bathroom and stared into the mirror. I had some leftover eyeliner raccooned around my eyes that I quickly removed. FRESH FACE! mmhmm. I threw on some sweats and an oversized, (okay, it’s actually kinda small on me) Chevrolet hoodie, Rainbows and headed out the door. Normally, I hide behind my sunglasses but it wasn’t sunny. In fact, it was cold out. I don’t like that.

So, I get in my car and make my way towards my normal route of Chickfila and Indian Sun and Silver. There I am, sitting in Chickfila’s drive thru at 7:15am. I look to my right and what do I see? A middle-aged road worker staring at me. I’m not sure if I’m the only one who knows this BUT! If you can see me, I can see you buddy! I turned my radio down because road workers are normally pretty hilarious. I waited forever and he continued to stare. Finally, as I pulled up to the window and handed my card to Mary (and I know her name is Mary because she tells me every morning) I hear the road worker in the distance say “Hubba Hubba” in a very deep voice…

I laughed to myself and Mary and I made eye contact. “Yes, that really did just happen.” I thought to myself. Mary nervously said “Uhm…good morning” and continued to smile. I think we both felt very uncomfortable…lol