It might have been had I not sounded like I was stepping on skulls wherever I walked - although, now that I re-read that, that does sound badass.

Even tailoring doesn't help - I got my outfit tailored and for some bizarre reason the tailor didn't account for the fact that the embroidered panel on the hem and waist would increase the length of my outfit.

I second that. What would have been better revenge is something on the lines of "vendors mysteriously cancelling" as it clearly sounds like the bride used her to get her wedding planning shit done for FREE. Not cool.

Actually, I'd be busy setting the cake up - it takes about an hour or so to do and it has to be just so. Also, because I was fired from the party, I was no longer invited to the ceremony - which suited me fine.

I was invited to be in a wedding party - and then fired because I was also the wedding cake baker. I wasn't bummed out at all - I got to make some money and an awesome cake to boot!

Here's a photo from my best friend's wedding. Yes, I'm the one who looks like she's diving to grab the bouquet. But there's a story, and it's not what it seems.

OMG! I think I was at the same wedding! And yes, it was ridiculously sweet!

Is it wrong that every time I hear Poot-Poot's name, I think of the gorgeous, delicious and oh-so-cheesy delight that is my home nation's food?

I'm normally the person who says 'no kids at my shindigs'. However, I did invite kids at my own wedding because:

1) Why did she bring marjuana laced cookies on her first day? *smh*

My go to comfort food is a brunch scramble that involves finely chopped weiners or bacon, potatoes and a really awesome thai sweet garlic chilli sauce: http://thesubstitutecook.blogspot.ca/2009/03/brunch…

Sooooo the vagina popsicles...are they meant to be eaten in your mouth and get in your gut, or inserted like a tampon?

me too! They grow up so fast!

My two furbabies, Sir Albert Stroller (top) and Oreo (bottom)