Preparation H

I'm sure you're wondering about the title of this post... Well, it's a long story, but if you like long stories, sit down, kick back, and enjoy.

My fiance Sam says that he and I are no good with plans. But, we're always prepared. Four months ago, when Sam and I were first engaged, we went to our youth pastor to ask him if he would marry us. After some hearty disagreement, we were back in the search. Preparation A was out the window. Then, we asked our senior pastor, and to avoid controversy with the other pastor, he declined. There went preparation B. Preparation C was asking a pastor who was also a friend of Sam's family, but, due to medical issues, he declined. Preparation D was asking a judge to marry us, but due to Sam's father (no offense Dale!), we decided against that. Preparation E, have a pastor from my home state marry us, but, a pastor marrying out of his or her given state has to be sponsored by a local pastor. Preparation F, Dale could marry us! ...or not? Preparation G, was running away and joining a Swedish band that travels the country getting paid $4000 per performance all in the convenient form of quarters... Okay, there was no Preparation G, but I had to get to H somehow!!!

So here we've landed, Preparation H. We are 69 days from the wedding, No pastor, Wishing there was a Swedish band, and hoping that, no matter what, June 23, we go home married.

P.S. We're talking to a pastor this week. Wish us luck!