The official picture of me and JFK.
The official ring. Isn't it just...something!
JFK, in the garden of life, you are my pansy; the oil spot in my driveway; the mushed banana in my bread.
The wedding is planned exactly one year from today. I've picked out a reception hall with leopard print wall paper and lace chairs...the classiest around. Don't forget the date 4.01.08 - can I put you down as a yes?