The Balabusta and the fella are engaged.
To be married.
Shortly before the chagim.
In the coming year.
I have decided to embrace becoming Bridezilla. The fella has announced himself as "Groomra", the tuxedoed equivalent to Mothra. Mrs. Bluejeans says there is no such thing in Western culture. Currently we are fighting over the number of people to be invited to the wedding. Groomra feels that any number that goes into double digits is too many.
I want to invite the entire Western half of the United States, plus various East-Coast relatives to share in our happiness. Well, not really, but I think seventy-five is a nice number for a wedding.
Groomra reports that if I think I am having him lifted in a chair, I can forget about it. He will punch, kick, and if necessary, kill.
Perhaps separate dancing is the answer.
Anyway. Details to follow.
I'm happy.
7 comments:
Mazal Tov!!!!!
Please, oh, please let the theme of your wedding be Japanese monster movies!
Mazel Tov!
mazel tov!
(fyi, some regional parks have very affordable hall rentals in some very nice locations)
Mazal Tov! Awesome! Fantastic!
Have you registered at Target yet so we can get you all the small electric appliances you can imagine? Or maybe a pineappple slicer ordered online? Let us know.
PS, i believe the fellow has figured out that the odds are against chair dancing with a single digit guest list. i'm rooting for the entire western USA.
Mitzvah tanz! Mitzvah tanz! Mitzvah tanz! Yaay!
[Makes joyous cheer sound like Kermit the Frog did on the Muppet Show.]
Yaay!
Mazal tov!
Mazel Tov!
Wowza! Allllllrrrrright!
And, MAZEL TOV!!!!
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