How Much Longer?

Dear Confusia,
So I have a question for you. When's your last day of school? It seems to me that our last day is excessively far away. We're here until June 3rd. Granted, the last week of school is simply going to be "let's watch a movie" week, but still. Why bother?
Also, I have super good news. Turns out there WILL be booze at Rachel's wedding. Now the downside is it will be a cash bar, but after being stuck in Henderson, Texas, for two days, I'd pay any amount for a drink. By the way, I'm staying in Kilgore because it's cheaper. If you plan on staying the night on Saturday, I recommend you try Kilgore and not Henderson.
Ugh....must go work. More later!
Love, Terps
Dear Terps,
I think our last day is June 9th. That's the work day. Unfortunately, plenty of kids act up even on the last day of school, so I will be busy for the rest of the year.
I've considered staying the night, but I don't know that I can. How far is Henderson from Ft. Worth? I invited my friend, and he made it pretty clear that he'd rather be waterboarded than go to a wedding. ha ha I tend to feel the same way, which is why my own wedding consisted of about 20 minutes of preparation time. Some weddings can be fun. You remember that wedding we went to the first year we met, where I enjoyed quite a nice amount of champaigne? Didn't we go to the hideous club at the Green Oaks Inn when it was over? I'm a little fuzzy on the details, but was that the evening of "Agron"? I remember he thought you were hot. That was when the infamous line of yours, "A-gron weary of him." was born, was it not? That might have been a different night. It's funny that while I have some good memories of the few times we went there, they are also bad memories, too. ha ha Like when you were the unwilling one woman USO...ha ha ha ha ha Maybe not bad so much as funny. There was that guy there who always danced with himself. Almost glued to the mirror while he danced. I always wanted to suggest that maybe he and himself should get a room.
Most weddings though, are not fun, including mine. Most of the time, it goes like this...
A. the boring part
B. dinner mints
C. another boring part
I remember once my family had to go to three weddings in three weekends. I think I was about 25. On the third weekend my mom asked me if I was excited to go to the next wedding, and I replied, "If given the choice, I wouldn't go to my OWN wedding at this point." I've never understood why more people don't just elope. Honestly, that way you can have the wedding and honeymoon all at the same time, you save alot of money, and spend less time being stressed out. Of course, you don't get the wedding haul of gifts, either, but seriously now, how many serving platters does one need?
So tonight I'm going to make (or attempt to make) a fabulous tiramisu. I got the kahlua, and a hazelnut liqeuer, and it better turn out alright. I have posted a pic above of said tiramisu. I only wish I had a way to post a photo of the finished product ala confusia so that we could make humorous and unflattering comparisons. Ah well. Have a good rest of the day!
Love, Confusia
PS Apparently, I am not being allowed to add the photo, but be aware that it was incredibly impressive! ha ha