This Could Be Bad....

Happy and content at the beach. NOT THIS TRIP

So, right around 3:00 this afternoon Snake and I are embarking on the adventure of a lifetime. Wedding planning. Yes, you heard me correctly. Snake and I are heading to Destin to finalize some wedding arrangements. Sounds great and romantico, no? Well, just throw QueenB (aka Momzilla), and Dolce into to the mix and you have a recipe similar to that of Long Island Ice Tea (I know, it all DOES come back to liquor), it looks ok on the surface, but not until you delve in do you realize how toxic that sucker is. So, 6 hours in the car with Snake, QueenB, and a precocious little pooch. Sounds like fun to me!

What all are you going to do there, you may ask. Well my whopping 2 days, yes 2 days, I am out of vacation time thanks to The Man, are gonna be packed. We are doing the cake tasting, my favorite, the engagement pictures, meeting with every vendor known to man and trying to create the most magical day of our life. I should be all excited, right. Well, I am sort of, but on the other hand I just want it to be done and perfect, and I will just show up. I guess I should be all excited and hopefully people will refer to me as "Bride" all weekend. Now, that would appeal to PrincessP.

Every minute of this trip is planned much like a military operation leaving PrincessP and Snake very little time for beaching or drinking. Oh well. I have a feeling that there will be many blog worthy stories to tell yall soon.