Vows

Last night CP and I were trying to work on our vows (nothing like leaving it to the last minute!). Here is his crack at them:


Non Sequitur Chica:

CP, I give you myself as your biatch
I promise to live in truth with you/
I promise some action once a week/
I promise to grow and to age with you, but not too old,
then you can trade in for a new woman, we'll call her the baby sitter
I give you my hand and my heart/
as a sanctuary of warmly baked deserts/ *
in times sorrow (as long as it ain’t the crazies) and joy,
in times of failure and triumph, assuming I still get paid
I pledge my love, devotion, faith and honor
as I join my life to yours.


Isn’t he SPECIAL???? LOL.

Don't worry....we have a nicer draft in the works. :-)


*I mentioned to CP that "deserts" makes even less sense than desSerts, but he shrugged it off. The things I have to put up with for this boy.... ;-)