Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Mom, Dad, I've got something important to tell you...

Well the cat's out of the bag now. It wasn't much of a cat, and it wasn't much of a bag after all, really. But when you're twenty and looking at telling your parents that you've found the man you want to marry, the cat is a tiger and the bag is a bank vault. Or insert Scheodinger's cat joke of choice here, because instead of reacting with any kind of surprise or excitement, my entire family (one by one and completely independent of each other, I might add) gave me a sort of "No, really? Go on! Who knew?" reaction. My little sister and dad even openly laughed. Talk about anticlimactic. Am I really that predictable? Lol. What a whole lot of fuss over nothing.

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