It's not about the money...

As I sat in the truck, frustrated as one can be I'm asked a simple question, "What do you want out of this wedding?" It's kind of silly but the only thing that came to my mind was this:

"It's not about the money, money, money
We don't need your money, money, money
We just wanna make the world dance,
Forget about the price tag
Ain't about the (uh) Cha-Ching Cha-Ching
Ain't about the (yeah) Ba-Bling Ba-Bling
Wanna make the world dance,
Forget about the price tag."

I didn't feel like singing so I didn't say anything.
I'm sure you can guess the situation and even the person who asked me this question from previous posts... I find it difficult when money is all that some people care about. It's obvious that they're not nearly as happy as someone who can just straight up BE happy with or without the money. Now, don't go all Obama on me and say that since I'm deciding to not revolve my life around money that it should go to someone else (or some "minority") because they need it more than me. That's the biggest piece of B.S. I've ever heard. Money is a necessity of course but really, 22 credit cards aren't needed and neither is making someone pay you back. Unless they said they would... then go hunt their A's down! But come on now... It's not about the money, money, money...

When I went to visit my mom at work she took the liberty in showing my soon-to-be-man some wedding night unmentionables averaging at about $100 a piece then she was quick, of course, to inform him that some jewelry will be needed as well and that I just could not go on without it. A few minutes later, Gary asked me if that was true. Would I be happier with a $400 night gown? Would I be happier with some bling bling while I was asleep? He didn't mention it like that but you get what I mean. I simply told him, "I would be perfectly satisfied with a gallon of cookies and cream ice cream!" With my favorite soy milk to accompany it, that's a definite need. Think about it, after I've been starving myself for so many weeks just to fit into one simple dress... the first thing I'm going to want to do after I leave the crowd is chow-down, obviously! I told him I would probably be disappointed if he got the $400 sleepwear and NOT the ice cream!

Now, the problem here is that I am not only lactose intolerant...but I can't eat wheat. I know I shouldn't...I know, I know... But that WILL NEVER stop me from eating a heaping serving of cookies and cream ice cream mixed with milk! 

 

Today was a bit too much for me to handle. I can't wait for some ice cream. Now I'm about to become even happier with a bowl of happiness and heaven in my lap! :) Love it.

 

F.Y.I.: Gary bought the ice cream!