At some point during the weekend, Level Headed and Rational Rhiannon vacated the premises and Lupron Rhi (without the hot flashes) showed up. I’m a weepy, blubbery mess and I really cannot stand it.

Now, don’t get me wrong, I want to be married to Bill yesterday. But, this wedding? It is killing me. One the one hand, I’ve never felt so loved in my entire life. But, on the other hand, I’ve never felt so rejected in my entire life.

I wish I could say more about this, but I just don’t have the words right now.

You guys, I am getting married in 23 days. Posting has been light around here as of late (oh, fine, it’s always light) because I’ve taken up obsessive list-making and calorie-counting. For as much as we’ve gotten done, there’s still SO MUCH to do.

One of the biggest things we need to do involves GUEST LIST and escort cards and seating arrangements and let me tell you something. It is VERY HARD to complete these tasks when people are not returning their response cards. How hard is it to write your name on a card, check a box, write a number and then place said card into a pre-stamped envelope? VERY HARD, APPARENTLY.

We still owe the dj our song list, which was due 7 days ago. It is missing one song, the mother-son dance song, and I will be picking a song out for them myself this afternoon if someone does not make a decision soon.

I have NO IDEA what I’m going to wear on my ears. I’m about to panic buy these lovelies from J.Crew, even though my mother says that I should not wear pearls next to my face (whatever, mom). But, I’ve also been admiring these from Etsy.

This evening,  my daring friend Kerri Anne accompanied me to Happy Hour (which we do all the time, and we’re exceptional at it) and also to shop for pretty underthings. We went to a fashion show at Hotel deLuxe a few weeks ago, which included a few items from oh Baby and oh my, do they ever have pretty things. She is excellent for moral support and I’m happy to report that we procured wedding dress underthings and wedding night underthings in under 30 minutes.

I learned last night from my FAB wedding planner that tapered candles are not allowed at my venue (really, really don’t remember this ever being mentioned), which means that we have roughly $300 worth of candles and candlesticks to return. It also means that we don’t have centerpieces for half the tables. Any chic, non-floral centerpiece ideas are welcome (the other half of the tables will have flowers).

And, with that…I’m off to make another list.