the dysfunctional ramblings of a rambly kind of gal
This weekend my best friend got married. Since you don’t really know her and this will likely be boring to people who aren’t me, I’ll give you the Cliffnotes version of their romance and such:
• Amy and Brad meet.
• Amy and Brad fall in love.
• Amy and Brad move in together.
• Amy proposes to Brad on Kevin Smith’s podcast.
• Brad obviously accepts.
• Amy and Brad begin long, tedious wedding preparation.
SIDEBAR: Weddings are friend torture. Smee, if you’re reading this, I love you but I never ever want to get married. Not unless it involves eloping. And cake (more on the cake bit later for those who are still reading).