The wedding is just over a week away. It’s really easy to get caught up in the details, and the stress. Not to mention the super big project I’ve been working on for a couple weeks was due today, and we had to take a field trip to apply for a marriage license.



Things are coming together, I’m trying not to fall apart. It’s a good thing I’m engaged to the only man on earth who can calm me down. Last night I was freaking about several things, and he sat down and listened to all the things I had to say and pulled our vows out of the pile of paperwork and told me firmly, that they were the most important part of this whole thing, our vows to each other. I love him so much. I’m so glad we’re taking this step together, for ever and ever…



It’s been a stressful week though, his Dad is not coming to the rehearsal and rehearsal dinner, for who knows what reason. He’s given us several different excuses, from a ‘client in Chicago’, to a ‘family emergency’ . The check for the flowers didn’t get to Milwaukee from here in time, so we had to have my mom wire the flower lady the money, and Heidi might have strep.



Still, we’ve all accomplished a good deal, the centerpieces are all done, and Mom picked them up today. They look really great. The programs and place cards(for family and head table) are incredibly cute and beautiful. We have purchased a large amount of tulle. My dress is beautiful, as is my veil, the changes minimal, due to all the weight I’ve lost. The favors are half done, the invitations are beautiful, and many many of our friends will be able to come. (so far about 180 rsvp’d). The wings are going to be cut out tonight, and look like they will shape up beautifully (I actually had anxiety dreams about not getting them done). Just a few details left, and we’ll be able to sit back and enjoy things.



Carlo and I look wistfully at this all being over. Though, as I pointed out, once we get into the weekend part of it all, we’ll just be able to enjoy ourselves, and our family and friends. It’s going to be a grand time indeed.



Who would have thought logging onto a pre-internet BBS would result in this much commotion?



Love to you all,

Stacie