I tried to become an ordained minister tonight.
I had so much trouble clicking the acceptance of God buttons that I almost didn't go through with it but then I did. Unfortunately the second page was short answer and I said fuck it and closed that chapter of my life five seconds after I thought the possibility of it could open.
Maybe it was about a minute. I had an internal battle of right and wrong. I had visions of me saving the day at a wedding in the future where the minister turned out to be sick and no one could fill in but then I could. Happiness and flowers all around.
But no, that was never to happen due to my conscience.
Tonight my beverage of choice is red wine from 711 cuz I'm a balla....
Anyway, I'm trying to take in the advice I received from Chris which is don't be intentionally funny but just be yourself... but funny.
Unfortunately I am constantly reminded of the awesome speech given at my wedding by Chris' brother, Colin who managed to make nun-chucks the main subject in the conversation but in a sweet and endearing way.... dammit
Anwyway, love you boobies! Oh and Alex too of course....
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