Friday night, I pulled up to Seth's house only to find this:
I cried. I turned red. I told him he couldn't leave the house. Actually, I cried for the next 4 hours.
The moment still haunts me.
You see, I might be marrying the goofiest man in town, who else would shave beloved facial hair for a 2 hour event? His disguise? A man in a wheel chair with a USA leather jacket and a handlebar mustache. Lord, help me.
I love him so dearly, but sometimes he makes me crazy. Crazy, in love and crazy mental.
Linking up with Julie for Wordless Wednesday!
God bless the US.
ReplyDeleteAnd Seth.
And you for tolerating such shenanigans.
Hi! I'm your newest follower!! I love your blog! What event did your crazy man do this for?!
ReplyDeleteI volunteer for a ministry called Wyld Life -- which is for junior highers. We had an event called "Do Ducks have Lips?" and he had to be in disguise while 25 crazy kids tried to find him by just having a picture!
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