A True Account of It

"I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms, and, if it proved to be mean, why then to get the whole and genuine meanness of it, and publish its meanness to the world; or if it were sublime, to know it by experience, and be able to give a true account of it in my next excursion." - Henry David Thoreau

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Dreaming of a Happily Ever After

I have been having very vivid wedding nightmares. Like, my subconscious pounding on the sides of my head at night yelling: "hey CRAZY, this is all going to be a disaster!" Anyway. One night about a month ago I dreamed that on my wedding day my dress was delivered and it looked something like this:

I think it had something to do with the fact that one of my wedding colors was goldenrod yellow. How it got to be a jumpsuit I have no idea. If it helps, Christian was wearing old pajama pants with holes in the crotch, so at least we still went together.

NEWSFLASH: Weddings make people crazy. I'm not saying we shouldn't do them, I'm just saying that if you seem me running around the streets in tattered clothes yelling something about flower arrangements and tulle, blame Martha Stewart.

3 comments:

Bakes. said...: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

maybe the bridesmaids can wear the jumpsuits.; February 12, 2010 at 3:31 PM
Blogger said...: that's a sexy camel toe you got going on there ;); February 12, 2010 at 8:34 PM
chloe said...: lanee. this reminds me of britney spears in "oops! i did it again" so don't freak out, it can't be that bad.; March 2, 2010 at 5:36 PM