Well, here I am very much in love and starting to plan my August wedding, when Murphys Law sets in.

I remember it as a full moon night. A night that is supposed to be for romance right? Well, my intended shakes his head and sits down by me and tells me a sad, but true story.

He got divorced nine years ago and how I am the love of his life and he cant wait to marry me, however

I hate that word it usually is followed by I want to break up forever, or unfortunately, we have to let you go or you have been laid off.

I sighed and prepared myself for the worst. However, he continued, I received a phone call from the courthouse and my Lawyer is in prison for not having a licence to perform divorces. He defaulted 13 couples and that includes me and my ex wife.

I couldnt believe my ears, I was engaged to a married man. I felt like I was the other woman and knew that this had to be taken care of as soon as possible. After filing, it would take 60 days to get it in the court again and then a 30 day waiting period before we could get married.

I took a deep breath and hugged and kissed him and said he said he was sorry and would take care of it soon. Well, in our state, if you live together six months and you acquire property together and have joint accounts, you have an informal marriage. I will be with him six months in September and his divorce will just become finalized by then.

So, we laugh and plan a Halloween weekend party/wedding with me dressed as Cat woman and he, as Batman. The wedding party clad in superhero, comic book character garb. Lots of candles and dried ice in the punch and spooky music. It will be a night to remember all right. If I didnt have bad luck.. Id have no luck at allhmmm.. Where is that ole Irish luck when I need it?