Tartan Troubles and Bridesmaid Dress Blues

Scott, you need to post...

I have a headache.  I've had it for almost a week now.

My bridesmaids' dresses came in yesterday.  They are a slightly wrong color of red.  But I guess it doesn't matter.  The colors for my wedding are all shited anyway- the boys couldn't get the McFarlane black-and-white in time (no comment on the fact that they could've been fitted sooner) so now my wedding will be the wrong shade of red and hunter green/blue/red/purple as they opted for the McFarlane hunting.  Which is fine.  The hunting tartan is certainly better than the others for a nice occasion.  But my wedding is gonna look like Christmas now...

(I sure like to call our wedding MY wedding a lot.  I suppose it's because I'm planning it all alone.  If I ask Scott for imput, his imput is almost always "Uh auh." )

I made a delicious low fat chocolate cake last night.  It is delightful.  Weightwatchers.  It is so dense and full of flavor and a tiny slice (2 points!) is more than enough to hit the spot.  Oooh, I ought to top it with drizzling strawberries....

I'm getting married in 56 days.  My heart can barely stand this loneliness.  56 days may not sound like much, but it is really too long.  On the bright side though, I'll see him in 49.  That sounds so much better.

I miss my mommy and daddy.  I think I'll go see them next weekend.

I'm selling a bike, a computer, and a car.  Any takers?  (Taylor, you can still totally have first dibs on the computer if you still want it *wink.  That is if you can still get a good one out of your parents for graduation.)

Hasta.