Longest week ever

I will always remember this week, the week before my wedding. Murphy's law to a lesser degree. House smells like burnt eggs, almost flip my jeep, grand parent are sick and cant come to the weeding. Jens house is half painted half torn apart. Tuxedos don't look like jenny wanted. Its raining and wendy's is kicking my butt. I am still the happiest man alive. I am marring a beautiful woman who is my best friend, my favorite everything. When this weekend is over I will be a new man. Thank you God for blessing me even though I deserve nothing.