Posts filed under: ‘Dave’s Friends‘
So many memories, shared and archived…
…the day I met him, and I told all of you, “This could be THE one, or the NEXT one.”
…the night he proposed, and the morning he forgot he proposed.
…Great America… Hedonism II… Camping (I still have the scar!)… Meet the Parents (more scars, only on inside! LOL)… Hedonism III…
…the time he cheated on me with my own cousin but I forgave him because she had cancer and he was just making her feel good about herself but then it turned out she never had cancer and I still forgave him, even though a lot of you wrote a lot of thoughtful comments advising me not to.
… All the preparations. The international intrigue, the under the table negotiations, the much-debated song list, the color scheme (based on the Emperial Kantuta, the sacred flower of the Incas), the bridesmaids who will never wear their dresses of tomato sateen, the groomsmen denied their lemon velvet tuxedos…
So many memories. So blogged about.
I’ve deleted them all.
Because that Gwynn is no longer.
A new Gwynn will emerge though, like the Goddess emerged from the waters of Titicaca, and this Gwynn is gonna want some tequila!
See you when I get back from the Galapagos! (where anything that’s male, and not a tortoise, better watch out!)
21 comments May 10, 2007