Good Morning My Little Love Bunnies

In exactly 4.5 hours I will no longer be “improper.” I’ll be legal. And yes, you are darned right I’m wearing a white dress, walking down the aisle, and will say “I do” to The Gent. I can wear white because it’s his first wedding. It’s in the “book.” Yeah, I had no idea there was a book either. I’ve learned a lot over the past 6 months while putting this little event together. An event that turned into nothing fancy or formal into a Princess Diana wedding.

Family came into town last night, my family. WOW! We had a great visit, although it was too short, but still, I am grateful they came down from Ohio for this special occasion. I finally turned into bed last night around 11:00 but the last time I looked at the clock it was 1:00. The nerves suddenly set in when it got quiet and my head hit the pillow. Then the the brain started to really go into overdrive. Did I forget anything? What if this happens, what if that happens? Blah blah blah.

I just hope the priest shows up. Seriously. I called his office on Thursday of this week to remind him of our rehearsal dinner. I was greeted by his secretary, who by the way has the personality of wood, who proceeds to tell me, “Oh he won’t be able to make that, he’s out of town.” I said, “WHAT?!!!” And then I said a few other things that gave her indication that I was quite upset because when we hung up from our conversation she immediately called The Gent. He in turn called me to calm me down. Still, it doesn’t help to find out that days before MY wedding that the priest is not only just out of town but he was out of the country!!!! He was supposed to get back in Thursday evening. Did I call the church Friday to see if he made it back? You know I did. Again, miss personality told me that she “didn’t know if he was back, he should be but she hadn’t yet seen him that morning and didn’t expect to see him but don’t worry about a thing hun because you are on his calendar.” Um yeah. Our rehearsal dinner was also supposed to be on his f$%^#*^ damned calendar too. So….the wedding is planned, vendors will deliver, people will come but will there actually be a wedding? We shall see.

Hollah! Leave your horror wedding-stories in the comment. I need coffee for it is 0530 in the morning and I have to leave for the hairdresser in an hour.

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