this hector lavoe pandora station....
has made a dull evening into a...well....an embarrassing one if anyone was actually taping me salsa dancing in my bedroom.
kinda want to learn how to salsa dance and let some of these inhibitions go...not in a ridiculous hedonistic way...in a way that allows me to be comfortable with my body and with myself...and yes...with my awkwardness...lol.
just thankful right now....
i left church not wanting to hear the word "wedding"...everyone is a coordinator...everyone has input...everyone wants to make something...everyone is a designer...everyone is a diva...
*throws hands up in the air*
now i REALLY know why people elope. bump the money...people are O.O.C...."out of control".
Jesus.
for real. like...Jesus....sometimes i have to call on your name because people will drive you up the whole wall...if you let them.
do you have a venue?
do you have a date?
do you have bridesmaids?
who's in the wedding party?
where are ya'll honeymooning?
what are the colors?
what flowers are ya'll having?
do you have a planner?
$135 a plate? that's expensive?
vanish wants to dance....olivia would like to...
i'm making the cake.
what?
look at my face....
0___o
lol.
*in my jay-z voice*....can i live? lol
i'm having dinner with Elder Monica on Thursday. she's sane and level headed and it seems we have a similar style. classy. elegant. no feathers. (smh). she has a calming effect. i need some folks with some taste on the design team for this. does that make me a bad person? of course not.
between deac. annell and this cake...look...smh. her cake is dry LORD....like a brick...and you know how i am about food....imma need that joint to be moist...
maybe another reason why i'm a bit agitated is because...
1. i don't really like to be in the spotlight
2. i don't really like people up in my business
3. i've never done anything like before.
sigh.
babe. our wedding is going to be glorious.
babe. i just want to marry you.
babe. i'm excited for our life together.
babe. the wedding is months of planning in the making....but i'm more excited about what happens after the guests leave.
babe. i love you.
ok. that is all.
can you Skype me at midnight?
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