My love calls me by the nickname of Cucumber. I call him Pastry. We generally laugh-snort until we cry about once a week while our two dogs look rightfully concerned. He proposed in a photobooth, and I said yes because what’s better than laugh-snorting with someone you love on a long-term basis? Besides maybe adding pie to that equation…

Here’s a terrible rendition of us as our nicknames that I made in approximately five minutes.

Pepina and Pastry

Then came the wedding planning. And, it was full of weird.

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