Wedding, William

I’m not a robot like you, I don’t like having discs crammed into me… unless they’re Oreos… and then only in the mouth.

Well, since you asked, the wedding plans are coming along nicely. I got the license the other day. Guess where I got it. Go on, guess! The mall. For reals! It’s a pretty big mall.

We are having a very small wedding. A step up from city hall, maybe, still very small. No bridesmaids, no groomsmen, nothing like that. I’m wearing a wedding dress, tho. My mom and I found it the first place we stopped, a consignment store in Kirkland. She’s taking it in, and up. It’s going to be tea length. Less formal. I decided I would carry a bouquet, so I would have something to do with my hands. Today we had a fitting for Wil’s tux. He looks goooood. We got the rings, what more do we need? That’s it, right? Am I forgetting anything?

If you have a pressing need to get us a wedding gift, Wil would like everyone to know that WE would like a robot.

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