Call me crazy.

I just got this sudden urge to yell across the room to my father and discuss my wedding detail with him and this is how I almost started my sentence:
So for a centerpiece...

But I can already tell you how this so-called conversation would have went.

So for a centerpiece I was thinking about it involving jars.

Centerpiece for what?

Uh, for my wedding reception, duh. -Keep in mind that I'd say this really as if he literally already knew what I was talking about, but cmon what else does one need a centerpiece for after they're past the ages of 15 or 16!? Duhhh.

.blank stare.

Fin.

Now before you go thinking "Wow, what a big jerk your father is for not even engaging himself in that important conversation with you," remember that I'm still not even engaged nor "taken" for that matter. I obviously just like to daydream a lot.