"I got it," Michelle said, and I went to change into my dress.
I'd picked up a four-pack of Dollar Store pudding the evening before (and ate two of them. Not bad at all, for a quarter each!), and a chocolate-chip mocha whatever latte tall or espresso grande short frapacinorother medium with whipped cream and a long wait but my name spelled correctly for only $6, a few doors down. Plus a pack of diamond candy rings for fun, and because I never had one before.
The fun began, with Michelle's encouragement. Gulp. I smudged my dress the first time. [The hardest part was not eating the chocolate.]
It got easier, as I added to the smudge, then added more smudges...Then went outside and I grabbed my drink for more photos...
But the fun didn't really begin until we crossed a busy street - me in my chocolate wedding dress, accompanied now by two photographers and the influence of Bryan and Brandon's (and blogland's) beloved Peggy Sue...please return for part III.




