I'm singing in the rain

My bangs are all wet and sticking together. I don't know where he is looking. :)

So, I don't know if you all heard about the amazing thunder and lightning storm we had here last weekend, but let me tell you, it was amazingly beautiful. It reminded me of when I lived in Wisconsin. All summer long, we had more storms than we could count.

Fiance and I started the night off watching He's Just Not That Into You, which I thought was charming. I sobbed through it like a baby and Matt thought it was funny. Two thumbs up all around. I especially liked the part where the husband character gets together with his not-wfie, sexy Scarlett Johansen (sp?), and Matt turns to me and goes "I won't do that."

Aw. I knew that. But it was so nice of you to say, anyway.

Directly afterwards, I was craving fried chicken, so Matt went to pick us up some from KFC (I apologize, PETA. I am weak,) and we ate it outside in the rain. Well, until it started to rain too hard, and then we ate up on the outside front porch. It was lovely.

Seventeen days until I am your misses. I cannot wait.