I'm so excited, I just can't hide it...

Ian here...and this is my blog!

We were told that it is hard to tell who is posting the blogs because our usernames are too ambiguous, so we are opening each blog with a "Ryan Seacreast" sort of intro. I don't think that either of us really idolize him, but his iconic status is strangely catchy.

Dara came home with a dress last night, because apparently UPS thinks that she is a desperate house wife who stays at home all day waiting for her prince charming dressed in brown to arrive. I think not. We are teachers, and being paid by boxes of oranges may be more lucrative, but whatever. I digress.

It became more apparent over the past week and a half that reading is not a job requirement of the UPS drivers because she signed the back of the little slip that they left on the front porch three times. I guess that doesn’t count for dresses, it is possible that one of the little old ladies here in the Country Club has nothing else better to do except go door-to-door looking for left boxes on the doorsteps of young people like us who pay their social security?

Anyways, it was exciting to see one of the girls dresses on, live in person. Since in my last blog, I wrote about how guys and David's Bridal is a toxic mix-i guess in my own home it does not count.

Yeah for a dress, yeah for another day closer, it is 99 days and 22 hours til WE are married. Cool.

Ian, out.