Sunday, May 17, 2009

Brownies and Bridezillas

The baby and I had the house to ourselves this past weekend. My husband was hired to run sound for four bands in South Dakota. While he was off doing that, she and I watched chick flicks, and baked brownies. Well, I watched chick flicks, and baked brownies. She nursed, played on her mat, and slept. It was a big weekend for all.

You know what show is totally addictive? Bridezillas. I get sucked into the drama of it all. My husband has been the wedding dj for countless brides, and we have yet to run into a bridezilla. An auntzilla, yes. A racist-father-in-law-zilla, sure. But no bridezillas. Maybe someday. That could make for some good blogging.

1 comment:

  1. Oh my...the bridezillas....boy do I have stories from 10 years in the wedding floral business. They may not have come out often but boy did they sour your taste for the business. I had my share of groomzillas, mother of the bridezillas, and occasionally a sisterilla. The joys of. I should have had my blog back then!!

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