It really was perfect

In a word: perfect. And as someone with fairly high expectations for "Our Special Day," that's saying a lot. Except it isn't, because it's accurate--it really was perfect.

I'll elaborate more, but I'm exhausted. I think I'll change my name and flee the country. Or maybe just flee the country for a little while and change my name when I get back.

To everyone who came, thank you. We love you! To everyone who missed it, the pictures will be up shortly...

Just me then? Oh, fine.

You know that moment, when you're in the final stages of wedding planning, when you're sitting at the computer at 6 a.m. waiting for your mom to come over so you can go buy flowers, and you've only had 2 1/2 hours of sleep because even though you got back from your bachelorette at around 1, you stayed up til 2:30 finalizing the playlists for the wedding on your computer so you just wouldn't have to worry about it the next day, and now that you're exhausted, awake and getting ready to do your next project, you're both angry that you're up so early on so little sleep and resentful of your fiance passed out on the couch in front of you, or at least you would be if you weren't so tired?

No? Just me then? Oh, fine.

In other news, my bachelorette took place last night and confirmed, once and for all, that I know the most fabulous women in the world. And the coolest men, for that matter, as I got a few of them as well. Ladies, if you're reading: I had an amazing time, it was so wonderful to see you, I appreciate so much that you're here and I love you very much!!!

May the good times continue to roll. Right after a nice long nap.

It's definitely stress.

Today's my last day to myself before the wedding and it's almost over. At 7:30 mAc comes home, at 8:30 my best friend shows up to help me finish stuff, and at 9:30 my brother and his girls arrive. And with that, we are officially off to the races. Everyone else is in tomorrow and Thursday.

I've had this extremely tight feeling in my stomache for the last couple hours. I couldn't tell if it was stress or if I was just hungry. So I ate something.

It's definitely stress. Oh, what a relief it... isn't.

Among other things

Yesterday I decoupaged 108 votives for our wedding. It was extremely time-consuming and tedious, but they came out GREAT.

Only 6 more days to go! Time's a wastin'...

One Week

In exactly one week, I'll take my father's arm and walk down the aisle to get married to the love of my life.

So, you know, the blog's a little outdated. What can I say? I've been a little busy.