Goin' To The Chapel

I looked at a calendar yesterday and realized that June 16th is just 11 days away. Not exactly Earth-shattering news to you and not really the most impressive math either. Here's the thing though. In 11 days it will be June 16th and four months from that date Fawn and I will be getting married. 
Four months. 
FOUR MONTHS!!! 
By the zestful zither of Zeus!"
(Who knew Zeus played the zither?)
Where the Hell did the time go? Can I please get the last three months back? Where's Doc Brown and his Flux Capicator when you need him?

Okay. Quick checklist:

Rings? 

CHECK!

Dress?

CHECK!

Venue?

CHECK!

Guest List?

CHECK!

Table Settings?

CHECK!

Music Set List?

CHECK!

Man, you're doing pretty well. Let's keep going. Shall we?

Caterer?

Almost.

Beer and Wine?

Well, we know what we don't want.

Cake?

Yes and no. We're looking for penguins. It's a long story.

Honeymoon Destination?

Thailand and Iceland are definitely off the list!

Photographer?

Working on it. 

Honeymoon Date?

October. Probably after the wedding.

Save the Date doo-hickey and invitations?

In the planning stages. On the drawing board. Literally. 

Final Decision on Tuxedo style?
Final Decision on Tuxedo style?
Hello?

Move along please. I will be wearing pants. Probably.

Seriously?

MOVE ALONG PLEASE.

Table clothes, silverware, napkins and glassware?

This week. I swear. Probably.

You've got some serious work to do. You know that right?

Thanks. I wasn't aware. 

Idiot. 
Jerk.

Je. Matzer~Goin' To The Chapel

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