|F you, Ricky|
Fuckin' A. Retrospect!!! Retrospect alert!! Moral included. Don't be a dumbass and tempt fate as you leave for your honeymoon.
Next post: Hurricane Irene!
*And now for the ranty bit: the term 'Your Special Day' or 'Your Big Day' or 'Your Big Super Special Magical Day With Rainbows and Bunnies Where You Get to Act Like a Disney Princess Hopped up on Methamphetamines' is utterly fucking stupid. Any mention of it throughout the whole engaged-planning-gettingmarried process made me want to bite people in the face with my anger teeth. It implies that while normally you are a sane, civil human-- when it comes to your wedding you are allowed to act slightly better than a pig in a taffeta prom dress. Is it your big perfect magic day? You are totally allowed to throw feces if your cake does not show up on time. NO. NO, NO.