This morning I had a bit of a stress-out about the wedding. It's a wonderful thing and there are many times I find myself in tears of happiness over it all, but this morning it felt like a conglomeration of lists, tasks, and a lot of money spent on a single day, in a world where people eat dirt for dinner. "We started off wanting it simple," I said. "How did we get away from that?" City Hall, why did we not just go to City Hall?

Then we went down to City Hall to get the marriage license. There were people in wedding finery getting married right there at the counter. It seemed really anticlimactic. I now understand a little better why we're doing it as we are.

Today

- Got the rototiller and began unearthing the backyard. Boy did that feel good.
- Ate at Cafe Durant.
- Hung out at Gaylords.
- Got our wedding rings. They're pretty.

I love how Adam will actually take on loud cell-phone talking douchebags in public and ask them to quiet the fuck down. He puts his money where his mouth is.

In the moment

Wildflowers on Monday, some highly anticipated plans for next Saturday. We've got the ketubah and the rings. Now's the time to have some fun.

Daily Show nails Code Pink!

Man, this is better pornographic material than I've seen in a long time. Awesome!

I'm having such a hard time writing my piece. It doesn't so much break my heart as annoy the shit out of my mind and soul.

"Kristy, baby, keep breathing, keep breathing."

Heartbreaking.