Going to the chapel and, well, I suppose I’m going to get married. At least that’s what Paige and I have been preparing for since November 2006.

I was just telling her the other day how crazy it is that we’ve been together engaged longer than we were together not engaged.

2006 was a long time ago. Let’s see, we met a little less than four months after Hurricane Rita…and now our 18-month engagement will soon be over and we’ll be married.

And let me tell you not a moment too soon.

At this point in the game, we’re both under the mantra that if we’ve forgotten to do something it ain’t happening.

All the tuxes have been ordered. All the dresses ordered…I believe they’ve been received. I know Paige’s has, though she’s constantly telling me that it’s pink, with a lime green bow on the butt. I think she’s lying.

The pictures have all been taken, much thanks to Mr. Keffer of Keffer’s Photography. He took our engagement photos at both his studio and out and about in Galveston. He took Paige’s bridal portraits…well, I really don’t know where. Apparently I’m not supposed to see or know anything about them. All I know is she told me she wanted my guitar the day before she went.

That gave me an excuse to buy some very expensive, clean, new strings and a brand new strap. I told her, my baby had to look good. She smiled, though not long after I told her that I was talking about my guitar.

Oh well, she said, black and white goes well with pink and lime green.

I still think she’s lying.

The cake’s have been ordered, the musicians have been picked. I’m happy to report that I will be playing my guitar during the ceremony. Very awesome, I’ll let y’all know how that goes.

Last weekend, another wedding milestone came and went. Bachelor party.

And Bachelorette party; Paige and the girls had theirs as well, though theirs began Friday night up near Spring. They did whatever girls do for Bachelorette party’s, and from what I hear they had fun.

I was actually looking forward to mine for reasons other than the obvious…there’s friends of mine in the wedding, and coming to the wedding, that I hadn’t really had the chance to hang out with in a long time.

And about half of those in attendance I see at work, so it was also a chance to meet up without work on the brains.