How to Deal with Your Best Friends Getting Engaged

          I met Evan my Freshman year of college. From the start, we fought and bickered and did not hold back when it came to challenging each others' whit. Our friendship was built on banter and punches, which still continue to this day. I met Lianna on the day she met Evan. Stupid Evan was smitten instantly. 
          I'm going to skip all the gross stuff in between and get to the fact that I didn't think Lianna liked me. From past experience, it's pretty fair to assume that your male friend's girlfriend will not like you based on your gender. That was stupid of me. When one roommate situation fell apart, sweet Lianna said without skipping a beat that I could live with her. Thus, a beautiful friendship was born. I don't always get along with women, but when I do, those friendships are pretty great. Now she's my partner in crime. I like Lianna more than I like Evan, but don't tell him I said that. I'll tell him later.
          Skip ahead again: they're engaged. Gross, I know, but it's their lives, you know? This is how I plan on dealing with the fact that they're getting married:

• Pretend it's not happening. In my mind, nothing has changed. I'm going to keep it that way until their actual wedding day because otherwise I will explode. There are too many emotions that come along with weddings and I am in no way ready to deal with them. I'll cross that bridge when I see her in her probably stupid beautiful wedding dress.
• You better believe I'm going to help her with anything. I like to plan things. I like lists. I like decorating. I like pretty dresses. Mix all those things and you have an emotionally detached person who can keep you on the straight and narrow. I'm also willing to smack her across the face if she ever "needs" me to. 
• Coffee will be a great coping mechanism. Some people may turn to alcohol or exercise to cope with a big change in their lives, but I choose coffee. Coffee is my saving grace in times of trouble. Coffee leads me to the Lord.
• Punch the groom. It's all his fault. He should have kept his stupid knee of the ground and the ring in his pocket. Not really because I'm very happy for them, but any stress from here on out is his fault. Because of our friendship dynamic, he will be punched often throughout this engagement. It's all his fault.

          Gosh, I'm so excited for them to get married. I don't completely understand it, but I'm totally excited. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go drink some coffee because just writing about dealing with my best friends' engagement is giving me anxiety. Good luck to us all.