There is nothing like a self argument to show yourself just how mature/immature you really are.
The wedding afghan is finished. The wedding afghan is a present for my nephew and his fiancee who will be united in what I hope is wedded bliss next Saturday.
So far, nothing to argue about.
They should really be the one to 'open' the present. Therefore, I should not post a photo of the afghan here until after the wedding. Which means you guys would just have to wait until Saturday morning to see it.
But my niece to be and current nephew don't read my blog so they won't see it before they get to open it.
But still they should be the one to open it first.
They're registered at Target and some other place and everyone on the planet can pull up their Club Wed list and see what they want so it won't be such a big surprise cuz they know what they're getting, so why not post the photo here cuz they still get to open it in person and it always looks different in person than in the photo - and it always looks better in person.
But they should be the one to open it first.
Oh shut up.
No, You shut up.
What's the reason I want to post it now?
Cuz I want the instant gratification of seeing it on the blog and letting you see it!
Yea, that's mature.
It would be really nice if the photo was of Jeremy and Lily together with the afghan.
But then that depends on Jeremy and Lily taking a photo and getting it on line and getting it to me so I can get it on the blog. That's too many what if's for a couple that's getting married, going on a honeymoon then coming back straight to work. That's a lot to expect.
Gees, I wish I'd stop.
So, I do what I always do when I can't decide. It's one of the reason you marry - to have somebody to give you an opinion you can always ignore. Mr. Honey is sitting in his chair eating ice cream waiting for the Cubs (sigh) game to start and I ask him: should I post a photo of the afghan on the blog before they get it?
He shrugged. "Why not?"