God this blog is so damned daily that had it been published in 100 BCE, ancient Romans would have ditched their sundials and used my blog to keep time.
Progress continues on An Abundance of Katherines. It's slow, but it's progress. I'm typing more than I'm deleting, which is hopefully a good sign. But this blog is not about my daily adventures in second novel writing. It is, of course, about weddings.
Weddings, as it turns out, require quite a lot of planning, particularly if you are having a big Southern wedding (which, so far as I can tell, is the only kind of Southern wedding you can have). So Sarah and I are deeply engaged in the process of planning our wedding. A lot of people complain about wedding planning, but so far I have found it absolutely delightful. It's a great way to spend time (and money!) with Sarah, and we have a pretty good sense of humor about the whole thing. Also, I haven't really had to do much yet. The other day I had to IM my brother (who writes a great column for a newspaper in Boulder) and ask him to be my best man, but that was really pretty straightforward:
birdlives1: Hey. Will you be my best man?
Hank: Doesn't that question warrant a phone call?
birdlives1: I don't have any minutes right now.
Hank: Yeah of course I will. I've been writing my toast since you started dating Sarah.
birdlives1: Excellent.
Hank: Hey, do I have to buy anything?
birdlives1: You have to rent a tuxedo, I think. Mom and Dad might pay for it though.
Hank: Can the tuxedo be hilarious?
birdlives1: I sort of doubt it.
Hank: Can it have sparkles?
birdlives1: You're ruining the moment. This is a moment of deep love between brothers who love one another deeply. You're supposed to say you love me and you're proud of me.
Hank: I love you, Sparkles McHomecomingDance.
(Side note: "Sparkles McHomecomingDance is a reference to the tuxedo I wore to the 1993 Winter Park High School Homecoming Dance. The tux featured a silver cumberbund and bowtie covered in fake diamonds. What can I say? I thought I looked disco fabulous.)
God this blog is so damned daily that had it been published in 100 BCE, ancient Romans would have ditched their sundials and used my blog to keep time.
Progress continues on An Abundance of Katherines. It's slow, but it's progress. I'm typing more than I'm deleting, which is hopefully a good sign. But this blog is not about my daily adventures in second novel writing. It is, of course, about weddings.
Weddings, as it turns out, require quite a lot of planning, particularly if you are having a big Southern wedding (which, so far as I can tell, is the only kind of Southern wedding you can have). So Sarah and I are deeply engaged in the process of planning our wedding. A lot of people complain about wedding planning, but so far I have found it absolutely delightful. It's a great way to spend time (and money!) with Sarah, and we have a pretty good sense of humor about the whole thing. Also, I haven't really had to do much yet. The other day I had to IM my brother (who writes a great column for a newspaper in Boulder) and ask him to be my best man, but that was really pretty straightforward:
birdlives1: Hey. Will you be my best man?
Hank: Doesn't that question warrant a phone call?
birdlives1: I don't have any minutes right now.
Hank: Yeah of course I will. I've been writing my toast since you started dating Sarah.
birdlives1: Excellent.
Hank: Hey, do I have to buy anything?
birdlives1: You have to rent a tuxedo, I think. Mom and Dad might pay for it though.
Hank: Can the tuxedo be hilarious?
birdlives1: I sort of doubt it.
Hank: Can it have sparkles?
birdlives1: You're ruining the moment. This is a moment of deep love between brothers who love one another deeply. You're supposed to say you love me and you're proud of me.
Hank: I love you, Sparkles McHomecomingDance.
(Side note: "Sparkles McHomecomingDance is a reference to the tuxedo I wore to the 1993 Winter Park High School Homecoming Dance. The tux featured a silver cumberbund and bowtie covered in fake diamonds. What can I say? I thought I looked disco fabulous.)
4 Comments:
omg hahaha that has to be one of the funniest conversations ever.
Sparkles McHomecomingDance - rotflmao
Ohmygosh. Please bring back the disco fabulous picture. It now links to a 403 Forbidden page. Then I can die a happy girl. =P
I chalenge you to show that picture on vlogbrothers!!!!
doooooooooooooo it, show us the picture!
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