August 01, 2008

One week from today. . .

The 2008 Olympics will begin.

And I'll be married.

Posted by Ryan at August 1, 2008 07:33 AM | TrackBack

Wow, that creeped right up, didn't it? Or maybe it creeped up on me? Either way, I hope you are too busy to watch any Olympics. Now I know why you took up running again recently, you're going to be the Runaway Groom!

Posted by: Erik at August 1, 2008 08:52 AM

For some, it may have creeped up. For me, it's raining down on my head like sudden hail.

Posted by: Ryan at August 1, 2008 09:55 AM

Regards to you and the soon to be Mrs. Mushroom.

Posted by: LearnedFoot at August 1, 2008 10:20 AM

Oh Gawd. I'd best not mention "Mrs. Mushroom" in her company, or she'll run for the hills.

Posted by: Ryan at August 1, 2008 10:29 AM

And you are doing it without my and Joshua's phone calls to the MIL? Congrats! And best wishes to Missus Mushroom!

Posted by: Donna at August 3, 2008 08:01 AM

We ended up planning things under the intrusive MIL's nose, and then informing her "Oh, by the way, this is what we're doing, and you can either go along with it or stay home." That seemed to work.

Posted by: Ryan at August 3, 2008 11:21 AM

Pretty sure you still need a marriage license. And it wouldn't be a bad idea to have a ceremony too, at least for the future Mrs' sake.

The Olympics are a pretty big deal, but I don't think they're a sufficient substitute.

Posted by: Doug Williams at August 5, 2008 10:39 AM
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