Apparently it's bad luck to see your bride the day of the wedding. I think it's bad luck to sleep on a 4 foot couch when you're 6 feet tall the day of your wedding. Anywho, this allowed us to spend some quality time with Fat Brain.
I'm an epicure, in case you're into enneagrams. I couldn't live without an hour of sunshine each day, I'm afraid of the cotton that is shoved into the tops of vitamin bottles, nails on a chalk board don't bother me though. I love the ocean, but I get sea sick on a boogie board.
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