Thursday, March 12, 2009

The Engagement is Off!

Some one else's. Not mine.



I Bristol at the thought of how hard it will be for a single teen mom, but I hope she learns lessons from her family's generosity and is Palin it forward to other young moms in her position. The Tripp to making it to the finish line is probably not to have so much drama and pressure surrounding the marriage. Political advisors killing the mood are a sure thing to make him want to Levi.

In other wedding news, I have a groom, a ceremony venue, a reception venue, an ill-fitted dress that gives me uni-boob, and hors d'oeuvres. I don't have a cake, music, flowers, or a honeymoon. It's time to change some traditions! Now guests will bring their own dessert, we will all make flowers out of colorful crepe paper (it was good enough for the school play), and then George Bailey's friends are going to create a romantic setting in our new dilapidated apartment.

Can our hero put it all together? Will her blog continue to suffer the horrible puns? Tune in next time on Matrimonio Diablo.

4 comments:

soce said...

I can't be-levi that it didn't last. I hope that some day, she mccain find some love again.

Mo Diggs said...

When my t-shirts shrink I get uni-boob

Abbi Crutchfield said...

@ soce: Nice! We should go on the road.

@ Mo: LOL. I'll get you some fabric softener.

JenIsFamous said...

You know, destination honeymoons only came into vogue once people started living together before marriage (look it up!) In more chaste times, a honeymoon was just wherever you could have sex for two weeks. Once people were already bored with having sex with each other, they decided they needed trips to Tahiti.

Nothing wrong with an apartment honeymoon! Besides, I don't know about you, but I never like to have sex too far from the R train.