... Just She-Said ...
About 9 months ago (if your hoping for a cute baby story, leave now) I was having the fourth or fifth, I forget which, panic attack concerning my upcoming nuptials. In a desperate attempt to keep myself occupied (and sane) I started writing. I wrote about wedding and houses and work and occasionally just plain rubbish. I told my friends and guests, who told some friends and work colleagues who told someone I'm sure. Needless to say, my weekly rant was highly entertaining to the rest of the world who WEREN'T getting married, getting spots or getting fat.
As these people took pleasure in my pain (sadists), I think they became a bit addicted. It seems that LOTS of people were REALLY upset without their weekly dose of "Tracey Misery." And, guys, since you said you's miss it once the wedding was over (and its OVER, thank you Lord) here's the replacement: a weekly commentary on THE_FIRST_YEAR. So MTV might have done it already, but there is one huge difference - I'm not famous, beautiful or charming and Giles, well, I don't think I'll give him a say. It'll just be me! me! me! That's all you really want, isn't it?
So without further ado, "Countdown to a Wedding" is calling it a day. Its time to stop beating a dead horse, especially since I have so many live ones...
When, you might ask, will you once again have your weekly hit of ... shall I call it humour? This blog will be open for business as of September 6 2004. Just in time for my birthday. Have I mentioned how I'm looking forward to meeting the "other" side of my twenties?