The gene pool could use a little Chlorine.
Okay. July was an off the wagon month for wedding planning. But I'm back on, now, as you will all be happy to know. Back to deposits and vendors and flowers and place settings and all of that crap. Yay. Seriously, it is fun and exciting, and expensive. But I'm happy to spend the money to make it what I want it to be.
Speaking of, the lady that runs the venue of our ceremony is touched with the crazy. And maybe not just slightly. She's flightly and kind of "crazy Aunt Sally" esque. Like, she talks to you as if you're a family member, says you can fill in contract times at your leisure, and just kind of says whatever comes to mind when you call to ask when you can rehearse (since your wedding is on a Sunday) and when you and your mom can come by to see what the garden looks like in the fall. Sigh. Fear...I live in fear. Why did we not elope?
I got the worst sunburn of my life this weekend. I read a short story on the front of the boat without flipping or re-applying sunscreen (which I am usually very careful about). I figured it would be short, right? Not so much. I couldn't wear a bra for the trip home yesterday. And these DD's rarely go out in public without proper support. Good news: the fiance told me he couldn't tell I wasn't wearing a bra all day, so I am still young and nubile.

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