Today, on the magnificent things that the future holds: in June, something magical is going to go down. I’m going to NYC for sister Carrie’s baby shower. Sister Blaine is coming up from NC for it, too. And then the three of us, that’s me bride to be, Blaine, and EIGHT MONTH PREGNANT CARRIE COTT, ARE ALL GOING TO A BEYONCE CONCERT. I COULD NOT THINK UP A MORE PERFECT SCENARIO IF I TRIED NO WAIT I JUST DID:  AFTER, WE ALL EAT MOZZARELLA STICKS.