Na Young and I continue to plan our wedding, though I confess we're without confirmations of any sort except Na Young's agreement to actually marry me. Locations, florists, caterers, fishmongers...they all remain in the TBA category. We'd better get these things booked soon, though, because Korea doesn't have a Las Vegas where a couple can both find a broomstick and jump it in a matter of minutes.
Speaking of marriage - and as excited about the prospect as I am - I've lately been thinking of the things I might miss when I leave the single life behind. A couple liberties I'm about to lose (oddly related, too):
* Leaving the door open when I use the toilet. Not that I won't be able to do this, but my sense of propriety tells me I shouldn't.
* Farting when, where and as loudly as I please. Again, no one's going to stop me, but despite what you may think, I do have one or two social graces and an occasional sense of shame. I'm no Dr. Phil, but I can't see where flatulence fits into a successful marriage.
For those you who are already married, feel free to add your own to the comments section. As well, any further suggestions on the wedding planning are indeed welcome.
