My cousin is engaged.
This is not new news.
This is OLD news.
Because he got engaged MONTHS ago but I have yet to write about it.
You see, my cousin is a very thoughtful man and he hired a company to record the entire proposal.
It brings tears to my eyes every time I watch the video.
And I’ve seen it at least a dozen times.
Each viewing gives me that warm and fuzzy feeling inside.
Something is right in this world which brought Nick and Katie together.
They are two BEAUTIFUL people, inside and out, and they will have a beautiful family someday, if they choose.
The reason why I’m writing this post is not to say that I believe in love.
Because I do.
Or because I love my cousin.
Which I do.
I’m writing this post because today I made a reservation at the wedding hotel.
Me in a king bed ALL BY MYSELF.
And just once, even though I will have tons of family there, I just don’t want to be alone.
I don’t want to be that woman anymore.
The one who shows up single and gets stuck sitting next to the only single guy at the wedding who is a Trump supporter which depresses me and drives me to drink unusual amounts of wine until I get silly, dance the chicken dance with my family, and have to go back to my hotel early to sleep it off leaving me with a wicked headache in the morning.
Okay, so that’s the WORST CASE SCENARIO.
And truthfully, my cousin Jennifer would probably never sit me next to a Trump supporter (unless he’s family J )
But just this once, let an appropriate solution present itself to me so that I’m not flying solo at the wedding.