Friday, June 27, 2014
The Date Is Set
The date is set.
My sister-in-law-- my husband's twin--is not only engaged as of April but getting married on August 31.
This means I have just over 2 months to get over myself enough to get through the whole thing with a smile and without any tears.
It means I have, like, three months until the phone call where we find out they're pregnant.
Because the Universe is both great and cruel like that. It just depends on what side you're on. Currently? I'm on both. I'm not flexible, so it makes my thighs hurt.
My 35-year-old sister-in-law is going to waste zero time in the baby making department.
And, mother fucker, that is going to be all kinds of a roller coaster.
So, I guess the self-indulgence stops now.
...or in a few minutes.
As always, it's hip to be square, kids.
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