I've been, how should I say, INDISPOSED, for a day and a half. Is that the polite way of saying I've barely left the bathroom? That the potty has become my favorite chair in the house? That I'm glad I have a lot of reading material and that I just painted the walls so it's nice and pleasant in there? Except with what I went though, it was more like Vietnam in there. Don't worry - I will spare you the graphic details. Those of you who know me well can imagine anyway. Let's just say Brian lived up to the marital vows the past few days, specifically "in sickness and in health."
Which is timely, since today is our 9th anniversary. We had planned to do something special and fun today, but right now what I consider fun is being able to sit upright and not feel like I'm dying. I'm really happy I didn't feel like this nine years ago today - that would've put a damper on the wedding in a big way. And we had a kick-ass wedding, so that's good. We lived in Lake City, Florida at the time, but there was no way in hell I was getting married there; we decided the prettiest place we had was his dad's house right here on Lake Murray. And instead of cursing us, all our friends from Florida followed us up here just to watch us get married. Our friends from here came too, but they had a much shorter drive.
A lot of it is a blur now - I'm glad we have the pictures. I'm also still glad I married the guy I did, which is nice. Yes, there are times when I want to beat him with a bat, Joe Pesci style, but for the most part, he is good, and a perfect easy-going match to my neurotic self. It's worked out well.
I'm also really excited my flower girl and 2nd to maid of honor will be here later tonight. She understands if I didn't have a sister she would've been maid of honor. At least I think she does. Either way, I can't wait for them to get here and I'm very thankful Bathroom 2008: The Shittening is over, just in time. Damn, that sucked. All I can say is, make sure you treat your stomach well, or it will FUCK YOU IN THE ASS.