But here's the thing. As everyone living in the Northeast knows, this spring and much of this summer was a complete wash out. It rained and rained and rained. And just when you thought the sun was finally going to come out, it rained some more. Then some time around mid-July, just as I was walking towards the window to throw myself out of it, the clouds cleared and summer finally began. But don't you think for a second that meant the rain was through.
There's been so much rain this year, I told myself, SURELY we're going to have a dry fall. SURELY there can't be more rain coming. SURELY we're in the clear for a warm, sunny wedding day.
But I've been nervous. Too nervous to turn to my old friend
But finally, my curiosity got the best of me. As I imagined all of the beautiful photographs we're going to be taking OUTSIDE by the water, with the sun shimmering above; in the city, with the sun's warm rays reflecting from the skyscraper windows; and in the park, with the breathtaking sunset, with the sun, with the sun, with the sun, I had to know. What does
BITCH, NO YOU DON'T. YOU TAKE THAT BACK.
I'm not gonna lie, I'm not proud of it, but there were some mean words thrown around. I said some things I can't take back. But until
Now, it's currently overcast and a brisk 62 degrees in Philadelphia IN SEPTEMBER. Who needs a hot toddy? Tweet