Knights Templar jackets! Whooooo!
But no Ray Bradbury books.
'Never Leave Me'
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Knights Templar jackets! Whooooo!
But no Ray Bradbury books.
This actually is probably pretty awesome: James Earl Jones reads the Bible.
Darth Vader, actually saying "I am your father," but in a different context.
Anyone need the MCR Black Parade box set? [link]
Shop Goodwill ROCKS.
In addition to what Cass said, if you are going to have the caterers box something up for you make sure at least 2 other people know and have someone designated to get it to you and Tim before you leave.
I can't remember which wedding, but one I went to the MoB made sure there was a picnic basket with plenty of food for the couple. But in the commontion of being Mother of the Bride the basket didn't get in the car with the newlyweds and no one figured it out until the next day when it was found with some decorations.
Dang, I'm almost tempted to bid on this: William Jennings Bryan plate. I could eat pizza off the Great Commoner.
Oh my dog you are getting married on my birthday. BEST PRESENT EVER. Also, it is the International Day of Peace. True.
Can I ask how you accomplished that? Seriously. My therapist and I were talking last time about my complete lack of resiliency.
DBT and Buddhism and meditation. Learning to let go. What you resist, persists. Mindfulness. All different facets of the same thing. Email me if you want to talk about it.
Uh, hope I'm not being too terse. I'm kind of tipsy. Dropped the folks at the hotel and went to Pete's.
So -- I could not make this up if I tried -- we're browsing it tonight, and what turns up but a wedding money apron. NO SHIT.
It is the dream of my life to marry into a family with a tradition of dollar dances or envelopes of cash. Though I suppose he and I could each pretend it was the other one's tradition!
Darth Vader, actually saying "I am your father," but in a different context.
My new nephew's name is Luke. I beat my sister to the punch on "Luke, I am your Auntie" and that was plenty fun. The best was though when his non-fan father finally looked down and did it. HE JUST COULDN'T HELP HIMSELF. It was that much fun. Frankly, I don't know how men control themselves from trying to name their first son Luke.
If my DH and I had named our son Luke, he'd forever in my head be associated with Luke Skywalker (esp given that blond hair of his) and in *my husband's* head he'd be one of the Duke boys. I can barely imagine.
Have you seen the book called darth vadar and son? I gave it to my cousin, who had a t-shirt made for her husband that said Luke, I am your father. He did not know about it until the day his son was born