Jitters
I can't remember the last time I had butterflies in my stomach before a date. Either I am really falling for this one or it's been entirely too long since I've dated.
Err.... both?
The good news (for all who know me) is that my hair and makeup are being done by someone else. I knew that If I wanted a chance in hell... I would have to outsource that responsibility.
Also, my clothes have been pre-approved by 2/5 of this hall.
In other news, I paid $30 the other day for the "VIP" clean at our local immigrant car wash. They did an awesome job.... but so did the bird who relieved himself ALL OVER two of my windows, my windshield, AND the hood of the car.
Nothing is as glamourous as spit-cleaning bird poop off of your car with paper towels at the local BP.
Right then, off to give this "happily ever after" thing a whirl.
Err.... both?
The good news (for all who know me) is that my hair and makeup are being done by someone else. I knew that If I wanted a chance in hell... I would have to outsource that responsibility.
Also, my clothes have been pre-approved by 2/5 of this hall.
In other news, I paid $30 the other day for the "VIP" clean at our local immigrant car wash. They did an awesome job.... but so did the bird who relieved himself ALL OVER two of my windows, my windshield, AND the hood of the car.
Nothing is as glamourous as spit-cleaning bird poop off of your car with paper towels at the local BP.
Right then, off to give this "happily ever after" thing a whirl.