So, it's almost that time.
Because this time tomorrow, I will be headed to the land that flows with milk-and-honey to make the engagement, official.
Can you understand my crazy?
I would imagine the girls who squealed over Elvis would understand me, or maybe the screaming Beetles fans? Yes, I suppose every generation has their Justin Biebers and Harry Styles.
A beautiful ode to the hideous hair band days.
No, it may not be classic what I'm loving here
But you tell me, who can explain love?
Until we meet....