Tomorrow is my wedding day. I’ll be Madam Freezertroll at 2 p.m. tomorrow.

We had a discussion the other night about what we think “our song” is. We’ve never been really wrapped up in the really disgusting lovey-dovey stuff. After much discussion, we decided on the first cake song we ever listened to.

It’s the first song he ever played for me on his cell phone. (We’re geeks. Was you expecting something less technical?) It’s also the first song he ever sung to me while riding down the road on July 3 looking for zebras. And it’s one of those fun songs that make you want to sing in the car. Not one of those sappy, Mariah Dion Houston songs that make me want to pour molten lava into my eardrums.

So this is to my future husband. We’ll be husband and wife in about 15 hours. I can’t wait.