First off, I’m in full-on bridezilla mode. I never thought I would be this girl. I’ve been having nightmares about the wedding…mostly some silly stuff like I’m bald on the day of the wedding, or the food is from Furr’s Cafeteria, or no one shows up. SIGH. Anyway, I’m running around like a chicken with it’s head cut off trying to get organized and getting upset that more “wedding items” keep being added to the list. I’m finding myself shaking these things off and trying to remember that this is my special day and I can make it what I want. Because I’m BRIDEZILLA. Sho’ nuff.
Anyway, just wanted to get that off my chest. 
Man, I kept finding one small thing to freak out about to prevent myself from freaking out over the whole huge thing.
My hubby, being a good guy, kept solving my little problems for me. Found me the perfect shoes, perfect necklace, etc, etc. D’oh.
I think i read 6 trashy novels the week before just to keep myself distracted. Hang in there!