The Honeymoon
Now that Angela and I have the wedding location down, we're starting to think about our honeymoon. I'm looking forward to the wedding, but I'm REALLY looking forward to the honeymoon. Where we go isn't that important (we're going to spend most of our time in our room anyway). I don't need to go to Paris, Venice, or Hartford to have romance with my little Honeymoon Sweet. Besides, I don't want to wait on a plane ride; I want to start my honeymooning with the new Mrs. Nard-Dog ASAP. I'm looking into hotels close to Schrute Farms so we can hurry off. I want a suite with a twin bed (so we can't help but cuddle), large bathtub, litter box (she wants to take six of her cats - 2 of which are sick, thank you for your prayers), and a grand piano (so I can serenade her with a love song) - if a grand piano's too extravagant, a baby grand piano will work. Angela's a little particular about bed sheets, silk and cotton irritate her so I'm looking for polyester sheets with a thread count under 400. And she's not fond of rose pedals or champagne, so I was thinking I would surprise her with a trail of rose leaves leading to a bottle of alcohol-free cider. We'll drink and dance, and then... AHH I'm so excited! This honeymoon cannot come soon enough!!!