I kid you not, I get off the couch for 30 seconds, and this is what I come back to:


Two stinky butt couch hogs.

I called the priest at home today to see what steps I needed to get married in the church. I have a feeling that he doesn't want to mess with me. This is our conversation:

Me: Hi, I'm A.H, daughter of P & J H. I would like to get married on 7/7/07. What steps do I need to take?
Him: How old are you?
Me: 25
Him: Never been married?
Me: No
Him: How old is he?
Me: 38
Him: So he's been married once, (pause) or twice?
Me: Once
Him: uuuhh, well, hmmmmm......I can't exactly tell you much. First you'll have to get an anullment, which involves proving that the marriage shouldn't have happened.I can't work with you on anything related to the wedding until that is approved.
Me: It wasn't my marriage, I'll have to ask him to take care of that.
Him: Right, they will have to meet with a priest to discuss uh, hmmmm why their marriage ended.
Me: What if she doesn't cooperate?
Him: Well, hhhmmm..... (pause)then we can't approve anything.
Me: Well, I hate to say to say it, but if I'm not approved by the church to get married, I'll end up going somewhere else that will. I am just really connected with St. Johns.
Him: Ummm....well....(pause)I can't bend any rules (pause)hmm.....I can't tell you anything concrete, we'll just have to meet in person.
Me: Ok, I'll just take care of it here and then if that gets taken care of, then I'll let you know.

I'm really just thinking of saying screw it. It's too much trouble.