"Sometimes you're the windshield, sometimes you're the bug." As you all know by now, on Wednesday of this past week I had to trek my little American ar$e off to Oslo, Norway, in yet an another attempt to get my fiance visa activated. (for the saga, see previous posts) The fantastic news, for those of you who've been following, is that the silly thing has once and for all been activated...at long last. And none to soon! As of today, it's a mere two weeks to the wedding! That's only 14 days, folks.
Helen and I are now completely 'legal'. My visas are sorted, we've got the wedding licence from the bishop (actually Rev. Michael has it) and all that remains is to finish a few miscellaneous bits like table names (a never-ending project) and pay off bits. Um...the cars are paid; the cake is paid; the honeymoon(!!) is paid; the reception is paid; the suits are paid; the dresses are paid; The Dress is paid; the wedding favours are paid; the gifts for the wedding party, sans the best man, are purchased...
I think all that remains is to pay for the church and to find a gift for the best man. I think. But if you've ever gone through something like this than you can likely tell me that things will continue to pop up. Hmmm...did we pay off Disco Chris? Can't remember. I don't know how Helen keeps it straight in her head. She's amazing.
Anyhoo, for all the good news in the world, there's always a handful of cr@p that will get tossed in the centre of it all. The bad news this time 'round? Poor Aaron won't be able to arrive today as expected. As some of you know, my best man was supposed to be here today for the last two weeks leading up to the wedding. This was not in any sort of 'assistance-lending' capacity...at least not officially. Oh sure, there would be plenty of wedding-related bits to keep he and I busy for 14 days, but mostly, it was a nice way for Aaron to get away from it all and have a bit of a rest after trudging it out at college over the last semester...and to really have a great opportunity to see local England - the areas that I live.
Unfortunately, circumstances have it that Aaron won't be able to make it until the 17th or 18th. I'm actually not sure. Aaron...you said you were coming on the 17th with everyone else...but they're coming on the 18th. So are you flying on the 17th, landing on the 18th like them, or am I picking you up at the airport on the morning of the 17th. It's a minor detail, I know. But that itinerary would be awesome. Haha.
I'm trying desperately to get out of the habit of typing "LOL" because...let's face it...you typically mean 'ha ha', and not literally "I'm laughing out loud right now". It's easier to catch in a blog post than it is in chat...so if you find yourself chatting to me on MSN or AOL, and I LOL at you...poke your finger in my eye next time you see me. (Not really...that would hurt)
Another is "ROFL"...(rolling on floor laughing) and I'll share an amusing anecdote with y'all...'cause it's amusing...and an anecdote...and...welll just read on. I was listening to a podcast some months ago...was it TWiT? May have been. Might have been Penny Arcade. Anyhoo, they mentioned the trouble with LOL and the like, and one guy said the one time he thought a guy could get away with it was something funny was said, and then instead of typing "ROFL", one of the chat participants waited a few moments and then typed "Sorry it took me awhile to respond...I was on the floor."
Now that's funny. Okay...if you have a sense of humor like me then that's funny. Moving on.
That's all for now kids. Does anyone have any questions or comments before the bell rings? If so, leave a comment below. We loves comments we does.
Edit: - More good news! I just received the tickets for Mr. & Mrs. B (that's Helen & me) for our honeymoon at Sandals in St. Lucia from Virgin. w00t! (I'm allowed to use that web colloquialism...it's fun and meaningless)
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