"No matter what happens, there's always someone who knew it would..."
Seems like everywhere you look, there's some kook screaming about the end of the world. Yeah, I know. Unfortunately, folks have been predicting the end of the world since, well, folks started keeping track of time. Will it happen this time? I don't know--not going to spend my time worrying about it. I have bigger fish to fry, so to speak.
So here we were, driving around yesterday. It was time to get Dent out of the house; he'd dozed off in the Chair Of Napping™ and I knew if we didn't reach fresh air soon he'd be a grumpy lil bugger. Somehow, the subject of weddings and marriage came up during the drive.....
What? He's only been bugging me about this FOREVER. I can't help it, I'm what you call "gun shy" about the whole bizness. You'd think with his background he'd be a little leery of being stuck with someone on a more perminant basis, too. You have to wonder which of us would be more crazy, me for having him, or him for staying? But I digress.
So I gave in a little.... I told him if the world didn't end at the end of December 2012, I'd marry him.