Life has calmed down a bit since the last post. Once everyone came out of the fog, we all realized….WE STILL HAVE A WEDDING TO PLAN!!!
You guys, it’s less than 3 months away and still soooo much shit to do. Yesterday, I had my wedding gown fitting. Me and my mom went and it was a lovely time. No drama, fighting or hysterics between us, which is a rarity.
I got all pinned up, felt great about it and finished up. We decided a dinner celebration was in order. Once that was over, we hauled our cookies back to my mom’s from Robinson.
Once at her house, I had to pee. Nothing unusual there. I peed. I wiped. I felt something odd. I looked at the toilet paper and what do I find???
A STICK PIN!!!!
Somehow, this rouge stick pin made it through a wedding dress, slip and underwear…..slid down my ass crack and into my hoohaw. Somehow, I never felt it all through dinner or the drive home. Somehow, it never stabbed or pierced my vadge.
I am a lucky, lucky girl. And Chilla is a lucky man. That could have laid me up for days. No pun intended.