Pre-wedding Jam

I'm writing this post on Grandma Hanchen's bed.

It won't get posted until I get back from Cape G., but I'll have the date and time jotted at the top right-hand corner when I get done.

I need to visit Athene more often. I really do. I mean... I've been to her house three times, counting today. John's great for her, and- well- anytime I hang out with the two of them, I know I'm going to be trying something new. They've been living togeather for two years now... a bit more than that, possibly.

Athene's lease ran out the same day that we were supposed to be out of the old house. That was roughly two years ago.

Anywho...

Today the trio of bridesmaids and my sister had our pictures taken at Byrnes Mill, and I want them to come out well. I want them to so very badly. We were running late for several reasons, and it began with my sister's wedding dress. She was going to have to pick it up anyway, but Athene recieved an urgent phone call saying that the seamstress was in the hospital- she'd have to come early instead of putting it on there.

Not a huge deal, per se. And then was the mad flurry to put on make-up and do hair. By some happy accident- or would it be serendipitous conincidence? T and John's sister chose the exact same color for their bridesmaid's dresses. With myself as the maid of honor, it worked out great. Different styles of dresses for everyone, with a coral color for me. T lent everyone hairbands at the last moment, and we were off!

It all feels like a blur so far... I remember visiting the thrift shop, Broussards, playing on the dance pad, finally finding a plug for my laptop and swearing not to actually use it for the rest of the trip, and especially a sillhouette picture of my sister that I will be very sore over if it doesn't come out.

And then we have the wedding coming up.

I can hardly wait.

(Originally written June 2, 2006 at 11:00 pm)