Yikes, smonster!
Our wedding was officiated by my childhood youth minister, who is the same age at the SO, which is to say, was still quite young at the time. It was the second wedding he'd done, ever, and he was terrified! He'd called up the senior minister to say, uhh, they're eloping, what should I do? I don't know what advice he gave him, but he did it, and it was a really sweet service, and we didn't have the bit where they ask for objections, 'cause there were pretty good odds there were going to be. Hee.
Fucking A, 18 year old boy. My stomach hurts for the family.
This is the only hood I've lived in here, this will be my third house on the same street. It's better than it was. Same story as everywhere, mostly drug violence so the main danger to Nice White Girls is collateral damage.
But unlike everywhere else I've lived, I pretty much know ALL my neighbors.
Nothing like crime scene tape to impress a potential roommate.
Did I say "impress"? I meant "restrain".
Yeesh, smonster.
Man, smonster, that's so hard.
It was pretty awesome, honestly. For a long time Teppy was the only person who knew the story because she was one of the few people who knew my actual last name, but now that I'm all facebook outed and you all know my name is really Kprinkle, I figured I might as well spill here.
I gotta admit, I love that story. SO MUCH.
smonster, that's awful.
If anyone ever made me a surprise baby blue cake for my surprise wedding, I'd cry like a little baby.
smonster, eeesh. That's scary.
Liese, I love the whole thing, the loopy wedding chairs and the baby blue cake (tuxedo powder blue--perfect description).
We eloped, and I'm sure the neighbors were counting on their fingers, too. I stymied them though, by running off to live near the army post where he was stationed. And a year and a half later, my folks spread the word we were expecting. Of course then we flew off to Germany for four years.
We were always something of a mystery to the neighbors. More fun that way when they smile and squint with faint puzzlement.
Nothing like crime scene tape to impress a potential roommate.
Ah, man. How'd it go?
It sucks. I'm pretty bummed about it all. These kids - I'd be willing to bet the shooter was also no more than 20. It's heartbreaking.
