-My face is breaking out as if I were still 17 and slaving over oil vats as the assistant manager at my dad's ill-fated fried chicken franchise.
-I ate like a pig all weekend, surely plumping myself up just enough so that my dress will refuse to zip.
-My feet are not in the kind of optimal shape I would have preferred.
-Neither are my arms. A regimen of vigorous arm circles and tricep exercises must be put back into place immediately.
-We finally just figured out the ceremony, though we still have to wait and see if our neo-pagan-like choices will be OK'd by the minister (who happens to be my uncle). He did say "I want it to be what you want"...
-I still have placecards, CDs, hair accessories and some decorations to finish. I need to buy a guestbook.
-Our house is a disgusting pit that is even driving J crazy. You know it's bad when a mess can give the man of the house a panic attack.
-I have no idea what I will pack for our half-rainforest/half-island honeymoon (except for camera, swimsuit and snorkeling gear, those have already made the list).
-I am incredibly excited to see all of the family and friends who will be attending.
-I can't believe I am getting married!
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2 comments:
Yay! It will all come together and before you know it you'll be reading your vows.
Shit... did I freak you out more? ;)
Honestly... everything will fall into place and you're going to have a fabulous time. (remember to show me this in about 8 months)
Neo-pagan huh? Now *that* sounds rather splendid :)
Get J a couple o' beers from me and chuck all the stuff in a big box, it can wait whilst he enjoys a brew :D
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