Nuptials

So, partner's getting married this weekend. Exciting for him. They're going to be very happy. I like her a lot; they're good for each other, I think.

I came across a quote: The calmest husbands make the stormiest wives. I think it's an English proverb. Not sure, but I can see that becoming the case. He's calm, she's, well. Not as much.

He'd rather talk it out, she'd rather argue it out. She'd rather talk, talk, talk, he'd rather think it through, then talk. Umm, see a pattern? He and I are very similar. Maybe that's why we get along well. Partner's and such.
His future Mrs. is much like, well, SLPTG. Not sure if SLPTG is the future Mrs. or not. Not sure.

HER did some damage on the way out that will take some time to correct before something like that happens again. Not happens, because matrimony certainly doesn't happen, but, you get what I mean.

So, this weekend, I'm charged with organizing a Bachelor party (been working on it), dog sitting, going with SLPTG to watch fireworks, back to dogsit (God damn, I'm going to get a pet just so I don't have to watch everybody else's pets), wedding place by Noon-ish on Sunday, festivities, then drive back to prepare for a very, very long week. I'm dreading the weekend and the following week already. That's no way to spend a Friday.


-Rusty.