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Half Husband, Half Bachelor. All Yuppy.

A few minutes ago Elise visited my office to give me a stern warning that if I didn’t eat breakfast and put on pants I’d be hungry and pantless while we shopped for her wedding band.

In response, I fixed myself a hearty bowl of low-fat granola, sample wedding cake, and rice milk.

If only the pants issue was that easy to solve.

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  4. Lessons Learned as a Temporary Bachelor
  5. frakking jet plane
  6. A Personal Wedding (Or: The only feminist in the party is the one without breasts.)
  7. Hindsight

This was written by krisis. Posted on Sunday, November 2, 2008, at 12:05 pm. Filed under Engagement, Year 09, thoughts. Bookmark the permalink. Follow comments here with the RSS feed. Post a comment or leave a trackback.

3 Comments

  1. Lindsay wrote:

    Tell me you solved it. :)

    Sunday, November 2, 2008 at 2:33 pm | Permalink
  2. Melissa wrote:

    Is it wrong I kind of want to visit bakeries and say I’m getting married now so that I too can have that for breakfast? :)

    Monday, November 3, 2008 at 7:11 pm | Permalink
  3. Nicole wrote:

    Now, that’s an interesting mix :D
    Hope you found the right pants ;)

    Wednesday, November 5, 2008 at 10:39 am | Permalink

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