Teehee!

FDH and I decided last week to have a quick wedding before we head out of town to visit my family across the country. Yay! I'm so happy we're finally doing it - we were going to elope to Hawaii at some point (his choice - I'd have been happy with a courthouse wedding, but that's what he had with BM so he wanted something different) but the $$ and logistics were a challenge.

We're having an intimate sunset ceremony at one of our favorite outdoor spots in our city. Family, a few friends, and that's it. Maybe some cocktails afterwards but nothing crazy.

Here's where it gets interesting. Our officiant is a friend, the wife of one of FDH's besties. She is a SM as well, and her BM - we'll call her Gigantor - just happens to be good friends with our BM, aka Twuntzilla. Twuntzilla lives with the cousin of Gigantor's husband. Small world!

Twuntzilla got word of the wedding, either through the skids or the grapevine. Her tiny little hamster brain is spinning in circles. She has had Gigantor pumping our friends for information about the wedding, no doubt in a harebrained scheme to find a way to fuck it up. Of course, our friends aren't idiots and are keeping their lips zipped. The skids won't even know where it is until FMIL picks them up later.

Twuntzilla has also made her unhappiness about our nuptials known to the skids and FMIL. She claims she'll never get married again and I suppose she expects FDH to feel the same.

She's just jealous because he's marrying me for LOVE, not because he was stupid enough to knock up a slack jawed yokel.

Suck on it, Twuntzilla! If she does somehow get word of the location and try to screw it up she will regret it. After she wakes up from the ass whooping that will be handed down. LOL!