Three months and four days til the big party!

So we are almost at the three month mark and I swear I should be doing something. I guess I should look at it like I must have been good at my city job planning events if this is easy. This weekend was one of the most interesting shopping trips I have ever experienced. Don't you love when people say interesting, code for crappiest. So I went shopping at Nordies Rack to find some good tie deals for my Grandpa. Yeah and that was the highlight. I also found a Hugo Boss suit for my dude. He said his size was a 42R. No way the only Boss suit in the whole place. Sure he wanted a three piece but this was a great deal... suck it up and come try it on. Well we got it because we needed something. Then I had this brilliant idea to check out the mall in case there was something better. Well we certainly were not disappointed. Sure enough the most beautiful three piece suit 40% off at the Boss store. Wow still kinda pricey dude.

Well his momma insisted she buy him a whole new outfit down to the skivvies. I vetoed that junk, no mom purchased chonies on wedding night. Since this suit fit like a glove and he is actually a perfect 40R, we took the other one back to save on tailoring fees and get the one he really wanted (This one came with the free lifetime tailoring). Whelp thanks mom, until... the battle of the bulge pursued. By bulge I mean wallet. Everything is a-OK until someone gives this woman some reality of what things cost and Oh the humanity! An argument right at the counter on the phone. Hello!? I'm in Hugo Boss. Can we spare the embarrassment until after we leave the store. I finally had it and suggested I'd pay the difference for the suit, just tell us what you want to contribute. "Baaawwww rrraaaaawwwww whaaaa whaaa whhaaaaaaaaaaaa." That's what I heard through the phone at the suggestion. Ok then suck it up and pay or get over it.
Five hours later the dog and I passed out on the floor from exhaustion (she was tired from another WW3 with the duck). My mom was like, "Haha you aren't just marrying him!"Do I really have to marry this woman too? She's becoming my Lex Luthor.

Just to throw fun into the mix Miss K for Krazy we'll call her, decided to call her brother to ask what date the wedding is and if there is going to be a shower. It's to complicated to explain but if your reading this you already know. He tells her, future Mrs. B's friends are throwing one and it is said date. "Well I don't want to invite myself, but I need to know what days to ask off from work." "Well", he says. "They just decided a couple of days ago and I'm sure they're going to send out an invite." Ummmm, Miss. K can you for a week stop calling and trying to find some drama to start. Naturally, after that convo I had to tell Mr. B, "You better call your mom, else we're gonna have a duck situation on our hands." Get the call back joke.... I'll wait........... ok. So then there's the call to mom who is pretending to care and not flip out. Underneath the fake happy voice is the dragon about to char dear ol' Mr. B. Still fuming from the no bridal shower deal. "What do you mean it's casual? Jeans are what?" Can't wait to see how that goes down. If they can refrain from drama at the shower, certainly someone else will cause some, like say popping out a kid in the middle of present opening.