I accept my horribleness
Hmmmm, what is it about me? I just dislike going to weddings.
My husbands best friend is getting married tomorrow. And I cannot say that I am looking forward to it.
I mean, he is marrying someone who is right for him. I guess she is just not quite right for me.
My son is the page boy. He is mighty excited.
I had a demanding and crappy day at work and find myself very tired. I am off to bed.... so I can get up and get organised for the wedding of the year.
Is it ironic that my 'myers briggs' profile I am an extravert but I detest these kinds of social gatherings.
(oh... I don't whinge all the time... but lately.. I guess I am) But that is probably because I can get it all out here.... and I have to hide my true feelings in real life...
So I guess I should explain that this blog is not the real me because it is not the whole me.... it is just the 'me' that needs to download at times.
