Oof, that does sound like a lotta spoons Smonster! Though I read it as "introducing" his fiancée and couldn't figure out why that was dramatic!

What's wrong at the new place? Hey, get your parents to help clean the old place - fun family time for all!

Ugh, sorry about D.

extra spoons, smonster.

Andi, the mirror lies. More specifically, the meaniepants in your brain is distorting what you see in the mirror. Know that, know that in some twisted way this voice thinks it's protecting you, and give yourself a big hug.

agreed

nothing ma~~ merea.

Not a mom, don't know your daughter but I agree with theings like pudding, icecream, etc - and then if that doesn't work to get her eating - doctor.

congrats, Biyi

Andi, the mirror lies. More specifically, the meaniepants in your brain is distorting what you see in the mirror. Know that, know that in some twisted way this voice thinks it's protecting you, and give yourself a big hug.

Thank you for using a spoon on me.

Giggling cuz that sounds much dirtier than intended.

Chronic pain sucks, and I don't begrudge him his medication.

You're a good person, Teppy. But if he's going to go all Fatherzilla of the Bride he's. going. to. have. to. share.

If I were to get married at my highly advanced and stuff-having age I'd register for some nice stuff. Nice linens. Nice knives. A few pieces of Creuset. Otherwise, people are going to get me "sentimental" stuff I'm going to have NOTHING to do with.

Thanks everyone for the well wishes. I linked Biyi to the thread and she thinks you're all lovely people.

A few pieces of Creuset.

We actually need a new set of pots and pans in a big way. So perhaps we'll register for swanky pots and pans. And our microwave is getting quite old and inconsistent in its ability to cook a 12-course meal.

We had no clue about finding an officiant (our choices were a big gay leather daddy [seriously] and an acquaintance who responded to new of our engagement with "I'm ordained!"). I talked to my brother last night, and he said he'd get ordained online and marry us.

I cried. That will be perfect. Or 100% hilarious.

I have to call the place today where we're thinking of getting married, to see if we can look at it this weekend. It's a B&B that's 5 minutes from our house (which we did not pick on purpose) that was a stop on the Underground Railroad, which is kind of incredible: [link]

We're thinking September.

I'm freaking out because it's actually real. If we set a date, it's REAL.

I'm not good with change, not even fantastic change. But I'm operating under the assumption that, by the time it rolls around, I'll be on board.

Damn, I cannot keep my promise about not being That Woman who talks about planning her wedding all the time.

I'ma stop. I promise.

I like hearing about your plans!

The B&B is really pretty.

No worries, Tep, it's allllll good.