Chocolate, chocolate, chocolate! Aaaack!

I realized I was getting rather easily annoyed today, and like most women, I opted to blame that irritability on global warming and Pink (don't pretend likes she doesn't bother the crap out of you, too).

So, while I wanted to write a blog about the disrespectful driving I encountered this afternoon or a co-worker's unwillingness to recycle properly (styrofoam cups can eat my poo), I decided to go a completely different route.

In less than two weeks, my good friend Kelly is getting married!

She's just so cute, I could spit.

So, in about 10 days, she'll be Mrs. Kelly Barger. Her fiance, Chris, is a super nice guy and didn't seem at all frightened when Lisa and I invaded their apartment last Winter during a brief visit. In fact, I think he may have enjoyed it. He's also a beast on the Wii Fit.

Sometimes, you just need to frolic.

What's more is that Ms. Lises-Pieces will be making her way up from the ATL this coming Thursday to perform some maid of honor duties.

That's Miss Maid of Honor, to you, punk.

I'll be making my way down for the rehearsal dinner next Thursday, and as one might imagine, skylarking, high jinks, merrymaking and maybe even some monkeyshines will be taking place.

This, my friends, will be a hootenanny among hootenannies.