Cleaning be-gone
I swear, if I see another box or bottle of orange-smelling 409 that supposedly gets off ANYTHING, I will climb atop a steeple with a bag-o-Doritos (Light!, of course) and a rifle. I'm going to be one happy girlie once this is all over. I can't wait to get settled into our new place. Ah, well! Just a couple of more weeks away!
So I'm channel surfing today through all the crap that plagues daytime TV, and I come across A Wedding Story, and I get all gushy and warm fuzzy as Kim recants she and Kurt's relationship from the beginning, and as Kim walks down the aisle, I realize that will be me in the sorta-near future. It excites me, makes me nervous, and confused all at the same time. I'm not good at this kind of thing. No clue where to start. Any of you wedded folk care to give me a bit of advice, please feel free. I could definitely use all the help I could get. Please shoot me a note.
