So that last blog post was EPIC FAIL!
I had great inspiration at one point and had plans for this cleaver and witty post but had not had the time yet to write it. So the other night I decided I needed to write something and I forced out a dry, uninteresting and a few too many paragraphs long post, that I am sure no one finished reading.
The original inspiration came with the help of vodka though, and unfortunately, I had not had anything while writing the other night. That was my problem. I needed to recreate the moment of genius and alas I failed!
So I contemplated rewriting it or even deleting it altogether but then thought better of it.
Not everything I write can be a master piece right? Not everything has to be perfect or even funny.
It is what it is.
And I should let it be. At least that is what Andy is always trying to tell me. I am just too much of a perfectionist and am often my hardest critic.
So I thought maybe I would post something I was proud of having written. We decided for our wedding that Andy and I were going to write our own vows. I spent many hours online researching and reading and trying to decide what I wanted to say. Much thought and love and effort went into my en devour. Andy on the other hand showed up and asked Randy to pull up some wedding vows on his iPhone in a last minute attempt at romance since he had not prepared anything despite my prenuptial reminders. Not surprisingly, he failed at finding anything remotely appropriate and ended up winging it in all that Andy fashion. I am sure you can picture my face at that point . . . shaking head, rolling eyes and all.
But here is what I said for those of you who were not in attendance:
I, Laura Branning, choose you, Andrew Smith, to be my husband, my friend, my lover and the father of my children. I vow to respect you in your successes and in your failures, to care for you in sickness and in health, to nurture you and to grow with you throughout all the seasons of life. From this day forward, you shall not walk alone. My heart will be your shelter, and my arms will be your home.
I cannot take credit for originality though. They are wedding vows. I stole all kinds of shit from all over the place and put it all together.
And with that I shall say goodnight.