Premarital counseling. Probably as boring as it sounds.

Tonight is the first session of premarital counseling for Michelle and me. Apparently a shared love for being intoxicated is not enough. I don’t have any idea what to expect, but I hope to get through all the sessions without being given the recommendation not to get married.

In order to prepare myself, I will be quizzing Michelle on the car ride over. What is your favorite color? Do you have any history of heart disease in your family? If you could be any animal, what animal would you be? We’re totally going to win this counseling thing.

I could also take the approach my friend suggested and answer everything ambiguously gay.