However, that champagne? Not literal champagne. I am still trying to stomach (no pun intended) the very idea of any alcohol after a night out gone very, very wrong this past weekend. After lots of cheap beer and margaritas, I threw up in a cab and then got in the shower fully clothed, with my cell phone in my pocket. Not a fun night, and Saturday was probably the worst hangover of my life. So it'll be a few
Staying out of bars for a bit might be an okay thing, though, since we need to officially kick the wedding savings plan into high gear. On Friday, before my catastrophic night out, E and I ventured into the beautiful town of Ridgefield, Connecticut, to look at a wedding venue that we have absolutely fallen in love with, and put a hold on a date. January 7, 2011, folks! Mark your calendars! I am actually in the process of trying to peer pressure Ren into starting a wedding planning blog with me, so I can move my wedding ruminations elsewhere, but we'll see what happens. In the meantime, I am going to let her bask in the glow of being newly engaged, and stick her big toe tentatively into the world of wedding planning. It's kind of a very terrifying place, if I may say so myself. I'm going to go back to daydreaming about color schemes and hors d'oeuvres menus, if you don't mind.
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