MERGING

Conrad informed me last night he doesn't like "skinny" rings- he has been quizzing me and prodding at me for days now. What shapes of diamonds do I like, etc...

So he doesn't like "skinny" rings. Well ME EITHER! I say the fatter the better and the more loaded with precious jewels the better too. HA HA HA.

I am SO kidding. I don't care. I don't him last night I don't care.... and he said that's good. Takes the pressure off. He said he has been eating box after box of Cracker Jacks, looking for just the right one! I am a lucky girl........

He also has said that he wants nothing to interfere with our 80's themed wedding- which is SO not happening!!!!!!!!!! .......... and most days, when we are in the car, some sappy Reo Speedwagon song will come on or something equally horrifying and he will perk up and announce this is JUST THE SONG he is going to sing to me at our wedding. He also suggested the other night we do a little duo and sing that song from Grease, "You're the One That I Want"... and he wants me to wear the leather pants. I don't know WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIM!!!!!!!

I kind of laugh at him when he says these things, but I am a little bit scared too.

I SWEAR if that boy shows up in a Can't Buy Me Love outfit and sings some terrible song to me- like some 80's hair-band ballad....

I think the only way around this is to go by "the buddy system". Since I can not be with him on the day of our wedding, I need to assign someone to him to be his "buddy" and keep an eye out- also to make sure he shows up! :)

I think this esteemed position will fall to my dad. He was Conrad's buddy at my sister's wedding too. I had to be whisked off to make myself even MORE beautiful, if such a thing is possible... so I assigned them to each other. Of course, they ended up babysitting my 3 year old cousin, wadding up trash (Arby's wrappers) and playing keep away from the poor baby...

Maybe I need to assign a buddy to the two buddies... this is really very exhausting!