Friday, May 29, 2015

MOH gone MIA

I feel like any moment now I'll be buying myself a bottle a wine and then sneaking away for a minute whenever my bride sister gets to be too much for me.
And how am i supposed to help plan a wedding when I'm not too sure of how I feel about the groom? Did the stars align just right for this baby of a brother-in-law to bring my sister in a love-struck coma?

Addition to this post: He's not a bad guy, but then again, no one's really a bad guy. Is he the guy for my sister? Maybe. How should I know? I just need to be there for her. I gotta *breathe*