Most of you know by now that in addition to doing whatever it is I do over here, I also write a monthly column for Brides.com. I figure I’ve already ruined crafting, I might as well shit on your wedding.

If this sort of thing interests you, you can read the piece here.

And now, back to the fuckery.

Some of you may know that in addition to doing whatever it is I do over here, I also write a monthly column for Brides.com. Not content to ruin your crafting experience, I also enjoy urinating on your wedding. Click on the photo to go to the column.

Actually, this particular column is a little more sentimental than snarky, but I can’t always be nasty and unpleasant.

Oh wait, yes I can.

Someone’s going to get rich inventing spellcheck for cross stitch.

I don’t think you have more then one made of honor, but I’m going to conversation you right now.

How about this one?

Even though her arm had already fallen off, no one had the nerve to tell Cousin Scott that Nicole had died three months before the wedding.