My baby sister is getting married...

And she has asked me to be her maid of honor. if ever there was a queen of the bridezillas competition I'm sure she would win it hands down, and I said yes to being her maid of honor. Now don't get me wrong, I was completely stunned and honored that she even asked me considering how much I drive her crazy, but what did I get myself into? I'm going to look on the bright side, at least now she can't ask me to be the photographer, that is the one job worse than maid of honor. I just hope the cake is really good, and I mean really good, because that is the only way I am going to make it through this. It's like ice cream after your tonsils are removed (only better).

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