All booked. My brother's upcoming nuptials are something I am looking forward to with great anticipation. Carrie (BC) is going to crash the wedding and the two of us will be the bartending geniuses that we were born to be. I plan on getting all of the guests just a wee bit smash-ed and then standing back to marvel at my handiwork (camera firmly planted in hand). Not that I won't be joining them - shot for shot and glass for glass. A one for you - two for me type of scenario. Should make for some fantastic blogging. Weddings always do - especially ones that involve an airplane and a location away from home. There is something most dangerous in being away from home for such events. Though - you may know or be related to many of the people there... there is the feeling that because you are away from home you may act in a way that you would not normally and it is somehow justified. The free flowing booze tends to encourage this type of behavior.

There is also the added danger of Carrie and I together - since anywhere we go always ends up being a part of what will, no doubt, comprise the majority of my (one day) memoirs. I do believe I have only touched the tip of the iceberg round here describing some of our more hilarious antics and the resulting side clutching laughter that inevitably ensues. (Most of it involving figure pointing.... at her, LOL). We are what ABFAB was before they got old(er).

Cheers. The countdown to the third weekend in May has begun.

Oh yeah, and I was doing the IQ test that Kat had posted and I found this on the website. It has the answers to the universe...no shit. Better than any fortune cooker ever.