A Brief Synopsis of last Night, and Possibly Our Marriage
He: I'm so glad I met you.
She: Are you, now?
He: Well, yeah. Because otherwise you'd be screaming "Who the hell are you?" and "Get out of my bedroom!"
She: To think: I get all this and "... no tern unstoned," too ...
Labels: Celebration, Funny, General, Life and its funny little ways, Memory, Names, panoptica, Psychology, Tales of the Metrolife
posted by Metro @ 11:39 am
8 Comments:
Obviously Leo doesn't actually read your blog, eh?
IH
@Leo:
I think I'll let the USian people answer for me, eh?
@IH
You think so?
Aww don't say that. Tell us she loves you really :-)
@philipa:
I think she must. In fact, I'm pretty sure she promised to. I have vague memories of a gathering of friends and getting slapped.
Ohhh myyyy goodness....!
You have an anglo/aussie accent?
Well that's shattered my fantasies.
seriously though, she slapped you?
And u prayed over a stone??
Well ok I've nver been to a canadian wedding.
It's not a common feature (slapping the groom). And the glass heart wasn't our idea.
I suppose I should break out the story somewhere on the blog ... maybe now.
Yup, go public with your mating rituals, you know you want to :-))
I'm sorry but you were outside in march (it often snows here in march) praying over a stone and then she slapped you?
You are so in love.
We go to church then get drunk and slag off each others relatives. (in fact I'm going to post something on my blog for you)
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