Ok, when I said that this was going to be me on April 12th...I meant dancin' the night away and havin' fun!
So, I'm kinda mad, but I prayed this morning that I wouldn't be so mad about it.... but since I already have my dress for my friend's wedding next Friday--it kinda stings a lil more.
I asked my friend PJ--back in February--if he'd accompany me to my friend Tanya's wedding. I know it's going to be a wonderful wedding (ie: delicious food, great dancing music and close friends & family) so I couldn't go stag. I asked my friend PJ because I thoroughly enjoy his company. He's extremely funny, charasmatic and a gentleman that has some sweet dance moves. (We happened to both serve our missions in New Jersey & now he lives about 40 miles north of me). As awesome as he is, I knew in my heart of hearts that he would flake--since he's done it before. Yet, I allowed myself to get my hopes up. GRRR!!!
So when I said that this was going to be me... I didn't mean, having to use an escort service to find a wedding date.
