Originally Posted By Goofyernmost Any pair of white socks worn long enough will eventually be black. So you have a pretty good chance that they will be the desired shade by then. I'll do whatever it takes to make you happy. You know that, you little maraschino loving sweetheart.
Originally Posted By Pixie Glitter Oh. . . my. Uh, thank you, dear. <---frantically begins wracking her brain for a wedding planner who might have huge influence over her intended. Like blackmail level influence.
Originally Posted By Lisann22 There's only one woman and friend for that job but she's REALLY mad right now...
Originally Posted By Pixie Glitter So let's cut a deal here. If I get smedley (and Autopia Deb and every other cheesecake-loving chick who comes out of the woodwork to try to steal Mr. Glitter) to back off, will you be my wedding planner and PROMISE me my groom will be suitably attired, that the food and beverages at the reception meet with my approval, and that he basically just roll over and defer to me on all Important Wedding Details?
Originally Posted By Lisann22 I sense the reality show Bridzilla in my future if I cut this deal. Is a sports loving husband who will vacation with me in Vegas, spend hours watching ESPN with me and 50% influence and shared custody of the LitterBugs worth this deal? Hmmm, I think I need a few drinks to think this over...
Originally Posted By Pixie Glitter Think fast, I already have 27 other wedding planner applications I'm considering.
Originally Posted By Autopia Deb Sports loving!? No one mentioned THAT! Not enough cheesecake in the WORLD! I'll let Lisann and smeds fight over this one. (besides how will I fit in what I'm sure will be the most lovely and tasteful cherry colored bridemaid dress ever if I hooked up with cheesecake man?)
Originally Posted By Goofyernmost All of a sudden I feel totally left out of the scenario. You ladies work out the transition problems and let me know when the plans are concrete. I'll be out looking for black sweatsocks.
Originally Posted By Pixie Glitter Very wise decision, Deb. You are absolutely right. . . I've chosen cherry colored taffeta bridesmaid dresses with tiers upon tiers of ruffles and a giant bow on the butt and the most adorable little matching head dresses with artificial maraschino cherries on top. Dyed to match satin shoes, of course. I'm telling you, it's going to be the LP wedding of the century!
Originally Posted By Autopia Deb With all those ruffles nobody will be able to tell the bridesmaids from the cake. *ducks*
Originally Posted By Goofyernmost I didn't know you were supposed to wear socks with a dress. Wait a minute, am I expected to wear a dress? It won't be pretty. On second thought the bridesmaid attire would go well with my eyes. Simply fetching!
Originally Posted By Pixie Glitter *fixes Deb with a glare that is almost but not quite Skunk Eye caliber* Are you questioning my exquisite taste in clothing? The tiers of ruffles are obviously balanced nicely by the giant bow on the butt. And the little artificial cherries on the head dress. Honestly. Some people just have no fashion sense at all. I don't know why I even try to enlighten you heathens.
Originally Posted By Pixie Glitter My dear, darling fiance. . . you don't have to worry about shopping for anything but a ring, snookums. A great, big, sparkly, fabulous ring. You just leave the rest of the planning to us girls, okay?
Originally Posted By Goofyernmost Does anyone know if Liz still has that big diamond that Richard bought for her? She may be willing to part with it. Didn't it have a curse attached or something like that? No matter, if Pixie wants big...Pixie gets big.
Originally Posted By Autopia Deb Right now I feel the need to say... HIGH JACKED! Wedding planners and shmooshie shmooshi love birds have taken over! *ducks again*
Originally Posted By Pixie Glitter Right now I feel the need to say. . . Suck up! (But you're oh so right, and thank you). ;-)
