It comes in waves they say (engagements)

The other night, as I was putzing around and pouting about a very recently-cancelled drink date, the phone rang. No, it wasn't my mother calling from the wrecking yard. It was my best friend from high school, A. What a gal. She reads this blog at times, although not a devoted reader I suspect, so of course this description of events will not contain the slew of far-fetched exaggerations that normally find their way into my writing (wink, wink).

So the big news is that she's engaged! Hurrah! I wonder when the wedding will be? It will be nice because I will surely be out of school when it does happen. Therefore, I can be more available to be involved in the wedding affairs. This is one wedding where I promise not to take time-outs for! Also, the good news is that they have a tremendous idea to have a small wedding in Belize. That's what I heard last, anyway. Note to self: renew passport, it expires this January.

This summer I have only been invited to one wedding. For the last several years, I have been invited to about 3 each summer. I always check the box, "Sorry, cannot attend" on the response card. What a stinker I am. The truth is, I can usually attend. It's just that I am poor, and probably shouldn't go for financial reasons. But then I turn around and spend money on an ipod and new laptop. Go figure...

Well, A., the good news is that I just got a new laptop and ipod, I will be getting out of school next year, and will hopefully have an abundance of open time to spend on the wedding details with you. Deal?