And then my fmil emailed me. The email would have been perfectly great and happy had she not thrown in the part about making a reserved seating place card for the stupid best mans flavor of the week and her 12 month old baby at the head table... Not happening. Go ahead and rip me a new one for it, dont care, still not happening. ABout 4 minutes after that, my kiddo's school calls me. My son threw a snowball at my youngest daughter... She has a ginormous black eye...its HORRIBLE... black and blue, across her face and nose... its AWFUL.....
You can't argue with the universe..Well, you can, it just doesn't get you anywhere.
199 Are Invited
144 Are Most Definitly Ready to Celebrate
55 Are Missing Out or Couldnt Find Their Mailbox