"I don't aim to lose it now!"

My mom does a lot of family history research.  She recently shared with me a funny soap making story she came across in an old journal of my great aunt's cousin.  

The excerpt comes after she describes the process of rendering the lard from their hogs to make 'cracklings' which, along with 'other rejected fats' became the base of the soap.  She then says, "At soap-making time, Mama liked to tell the story of a woman she had known in Kentucky.  This woman took a notion to make up her soap on her wedding day.  She was still stirring the kettle of soap when the groom arrived with the minister.  The groom asked if she'd forgotten what day it was.  'No,' she said.  'I aimed to be through before you got here, but things went wrong.  But, I guess there won't be no harm if I stir my soap while we get married.  I don't aim to lose it now.'  So, they were married while she stirred the soap."  

I can imagine when soap making took several days, beginning with cutting the hog fat into cubes to standing in the yard over a huge hot kettle stirring for hours and hours, I wouldn't let a little thing like my wedding stop me, either.  :)