fanfare.

north country fair jewelers.
that place is as hippied-up as a sonovagun.
we hit it up for the golden goodness.
emily, our jewelery designing buddy.
flowed us a fresh-to-death favor,
the awesome hooked-up result of which will be
to have a pair of luxuriously luscious pact-packed circles
for our knobbly-knuckled wicked little fingers by hallowe'en.
the promise of hottness to come is hard to wait for.
that's a big deal.
it all seems so super-official an' that.
happily,
our peaceful justice dispensing official,
sue kjellberg,
is ready and willing to wing it with us.
we met up with her, too.
it would seem that the hippies of the valley are aligning to envibelate our area.
i couldn't be more pleased.
envibelate, i said, to emphasize the vibe-heavy hippie aura up here.
what's on the docket?
how about writing our own vows?
-sure thing.
ok, and having a prepared welcome speech or series of fortunate events?
-heck no, yo.
it looks like we're gunning for an ad-lib, off-the-cuff,
mostly-unscripted matrimonial commencement.
word.
this is really happening.
it ALL is.
i've got to be up-front and honest with ya'll:
i'm pretty flippin' excited.
twenty or so of our far-flung friends and a few family members,
keeping it real in the woodsly goodness,
covening on the spot, in the mix, and at the scene-
ushering in a whole other 'nother new era...
of dopeness.
i am grateful for the time i am being provided.
i aim to make the next eleven days the easiest, breeziest bretrothal-basted boontides ever.
and then we'll kick it up a whole new other 'nother notch, my ninjas.
the making of an honest woman is the least of my concerns.
true stories, told truly, is just what we do.
and believe me,
we doo-doo that freaky sh!t;
never quiet, never soft.....