I'm getting married THIS SATURDAY!
Commence panic attack................now.
It will all come together, for better or worse, and by now I don't even really care. As long as my I don't get my dress dirty, the groom shows up, we don't break the punch bowl, and the world doesn't end I will be thrilled.
Mr. Hottie and I met with my grandparents this weekend for my grandma's Going To the Temple for the First Time lesson. It was awesome. I'm tempted to say that I feel sorry for everyone who has ever gone through without talking to her first.
I'll let you know how beneficial it really was after I've gone through.
P.S. I have the
cutest grandparents EVER.
See?? Who wouldn't want some grandpa huggins from him?!
I am so happy that he will be the one to seal us. Let's hear it for temples and grandpas!
There's still soooo much to do. Yesterday was supposed to be a major get stuff done day, but I woke up at about 4 in the morning suffering from some.....shall we say, major abdominal distress. And by that I mean, lots and lots and lots of pain that had me awake for pretty much the rest of the day. Once I was feeling okay enough to make myself work anyways, I moved all of my stuff to the apartment and put a few things away, tossed chicken in the crockpot and passed out for about two hours. I was pooped.
And nothing else got done for the rest of the day.
So as soon as our new towels are finished drying here at mi madre's, I will be back over at the apartment.
For more napping. Hahahahahaahahahahaaaaaaaa just kidding.
Kind of.