It turns out that wedding planning is not a small thing that you sneak into a few spare minutes.  It’s super intense.

But I’m an optimist, and I like pretty things.  I think that after I get used to the intensity of wedding schtuff, things will go just swimmingly.  Also, there is a limit to wedding planning.  You make two hundred choices and you’re done.  Presto.

Just to show the wedding planning gods who’s boss, I’m watching a hockey game tonight.  Take that, two hundred unmade decisions.