Thank you.
And who cares? It's a stupid veil, right?
No, this was the one thing I was supposed to be able to control, was this veil and--
There. Now we're even.
Everyone's driving me crazy. I know way too much about Andy's scrotum. And my mom won't stop freaking out about my dad's new girlfriend. This is supposed to be our wedding day. Why did we invite all these people?
