Wedding in A BARN. Imagine That?

You :   Where were you born?  In a barn ?!

Me :   I wish.  Because I think barns are d’bomb dot com of awesomeness.

I also think barns are waaaay too pretty for hay.

So what did I do?

I emptied the barn.  Stripped it.  Right down to it’s knickers.

Then stood back and waited for the ah-ha moment of complete and utter bliss.  The feeling of naked barn nothingness.

Ahhhhh…..

Now that’s how I think a barn should be.

Exhale.