Another One Bites the Dust

In which we shall see: The (Fake) Cycle of Life. Also, candy.

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The day before yesterday, my Fake Boyfriend got married. I didn't even get an invite! OK, techinically, I was his Fake Girlfriend, and I was a lousy one at that... It started just a couple of days before he left for his mission and we took a picture so he'd have a "girlfriend" to show his companions. I didn't live up to my job very well, though - I only sent him one package during the course of his mission, though in my defense, I did send it twice... It took me a few months to assemble various candies and little stickers and pins and cards and stuff, and I finally shipped it off to Spain. Approximately three months later I got it back, it having traveled all the way to Europe before it was returned to me. It sat, sadly, in my bedroom for about a year before I opened it, took out and replaced all the stale candy, and then packed it in my suitcase to HAND-DELIVER to Spain... Bonus points, right?

Anyway, he got the package, came home, and within 8 months got a real girlfriend and headed to the temple. I should have Dear-Johnned him when I had the chance!

Probably the saddest part is that the picture is the best one taken of me in years, and I certainly haven't looked that good since. Ah, the magic of younger men!

(Oh, relax. As if.)

Watch out for falling turtles (and please look at that "homework" assignment from the last post!),

Cyd


Number of times I've decided to clean my house in the last two weeks - and haven't: 30
Days I've gone without chocolate: 18 out of 21 (yesterday was a chocolate day, in preparation for a week without before Easter)
Number of the world's cutest nieces and nephews I'll be seeing next weekend: 9