- We picked up the bridesmaid's dresses! Sooo purple. Sooo pretty. And I got my veil! Not so purple (nope, ivory), just as pretty.
- My mom bought me the necklace I've been wanting! Yay! It's so different from anything else I've found and I didn't think I was going to be able to wear it. Now I just need old, borrowed, and blue!
- We met with Nancy at Great Oaks to talk details. Vendors, layout, timeline (or, in her words, flow). A two hour meeting, but it made me feel a lot better about the wedding weekend.
- The guys got measured for tuxes and Ray and I have to choose them tomorrow. Small probs getting people there on time, but as long as they show up at the wedding on time, I'm okay. But they should remember that hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Especially a high-strung woman in a wedding dress who better not have anyone screw up her day... But in terms of choosing tuxes, not really sure what I can say. A tux is a tux as long as there's not camouflage, lariats or canes and top hats.
- Ray and I also started trying to pick out songs. Not fun. Lots of music playing on two different computers, and it's kind of hard when I'm trying to get the groom to pick something he doesn't care about.
- More forms... we had to fill out a personality profile-type-thing for photography... It's hard. Do you put down words that really describe your personality or what you wish you were? I would love to say I'm elegant and graceful, but chances are that Kate or Matt or a random guest will get multiple pictures of me tripping, falling, or spilling food on my white dress. Because while some people might find photos capturing these events or ones of me making weird faces endearing and a true depiction of my personality, I might fail to see the humor. Until the day I can show them to my children and say, "See? I was always one step away from being in a cast, too!"
- I had my first shower today, hosted by my soon-to-be in-laws (how's that for all you hyphen Nazis! Am I the only one? Ohhhh-kay...) It was great, Diana held it at a little B & B in Dallas, and we all know I love old houses. Good chicken, good salad, good tea, good company, great gifts. Ray got his rice cooker and was really excited when I told him we got a chopper/scooper (?), and I was really excited about the bedspread and our luggage. I surprisingly enjoyed myself. I usuallly hate dressing up and all the girly wedding stuff, but hey, opening gifts I know I like make it easy. And who doesn't like to be the center of attention?
So I think that's it. I go in for my fitting next week, I'm still trying to get hold of a salon to do my hair, and I have to get tanned and waxed and manicured (stuff that I'm hoping will be the only time... never done any of it before), so maybe by the wedding others' work to make me look like a girl will cover all my stress. Hope with me, people. I need all the help I can get.
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