May 7, 2009: I had a basket of things I needed to remember for the next day: The rings, of course. $75 to pay the judge. A Susan B. Anthony dollar to tape into my shoe ("something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue, and a penny in her shoe..." I'm not leaving my prosperity up to fate. I'm pulling out every stop I can, including superstition). And the earrings my dad gave my mom for an engagement gift for my "something old."
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