I FINALLY picked a song to walk down the aisle to. You have no idea how much this was stressing me out. I searched and downloaded, and asked people, and listened to SO much music. And a lot of it was nice, and pretty, and almost perfect, but it didn't have that "je ne sais quoi" quality about it.
That literally translates to: "I don't know what." But it really means that there is that special something that you can't really define that makes it perfect.
And I finally found that song. I was beginning to think that I would have to use my backup music: the same music my sister used. And while it was very pretty, I wanted to have my own music.
I've known what song the flower girl and ring bearer are walking down the aisle to for FOREVER. I recently picked the song that everybody else is walking down the aisle to. And it was quite an ordeal to get mine, and I didn't anticipate that it would be. But now it's done.
And I guess my blog from yesterday got me a few more rsvp's. ;) I won't lie: it occurred to me that that might happen. And I know that I'll probably end up calling people, and I don't mind. That was one thing that I did anticipate.
I've been procrastinating on a lot of wedding stuff. I'm down to all the random details that I don't really feel like planning anymore, but they have to get done. I told my sister today that I'm going to delegate a responsibility to her, since she's my maid of honor. Except she's married, so I guess that makes her the Matron of Honor. Do I HAVE to refer to her as that? Matron sounds so......old. But it is the proper term. Blegh.
Anyway, I told her that I would like her to order the flowers, since I'm ordering through Safeway, and their florist is only there, like 2 hours, every morning. And I'm kind of working every morning. But she's at home, and she has a phone.
Oh, and speaking of my sister, her birthday gift to me was to take me out for dinner. We went to Montana's this evening, and we both ordered the Buffalo Burger, which is the best. And I forgot to say thanks. Thanks Elleah. It was a really nice evening.
Anyway, this blog is way long, and I'm sleepy. I had a bath. Because my feet hurt. Because I worked today. Unpacking books. 8000 books, to be exact. I only got about a third of the way through. So I have at least two more days of that torture to look forward to. And then they all have to be cleaned.
But I'm not complaining, because I need money, and hey: I still love books.
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