The wedding stress that I swore would never touch me has now enveloped me in its dark smokey cloud of due dates, demands for money, and drama.
What's a girl to do?!
It's taken me 32 years to realize...I HAVE NO COPING MECHANISMS!!!!
I usually eat my feelings when I'm stressed but that is NOT an option for me right now. I'm actually surprised...no shocked that I have had as much will power as I've had. (Visions of back cleavage pouring out of the back of my dress are scary enough for me to wave off temptations...)
The day after the wedding, I think I'm going to have my favorite childhood treat: My own invention: The most delicious sandwich EVER...I call it the Wonderita...it's 2 pieces of Wonder white bread with a generous amount of smashed doritos in between...I know what you're thinking...mmmmm....and you are right. It. is. to. DIE. for!!
After that...it will be on to NUTTY BARS! Then, I will wash all that down with a big fountain pop.
Is that a white trash dream or what??? White bread, doritos, nutty bars and pop...Just call me Erin Dirt.
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