"Better to just say yes than to piss anyone off."
-J, future loving husband
Remember the days when we were planning a small wedding? Remember after that, when it all spiraled out of control?
I just hope the resort can accommodate 894997 people at our reception.
This morning I am dangerously close to emailing Miss Manners. I know it is destination. Dudes, I know. But then I think, why did I bother sending out invitations? As everyone just invites whomever they want to come along?
Paybacks are a bitch, mah people. From now on, you'll get me, J, Grace or possibly the Real JC if you dare invite me to a wedding. What, it isn't okay if Grace comes? Pardon? If you wanted the Real JC there, you would have invited him? Oh! Well, too bad.
Possibly you will have more balls than me, and can tell me NO in no uncertain terms. Maybe you will ascribe to the J philosophy.
In any event: RIP, Decorum. RIP.