Thursday, February 5, 2015

Wine should not be spicy

I get to see my daddy in thirteen days. I'm so excited!

I don't even know where I'm going to take him, since he can't walk around much. But I got the time off of work, and that's the best thing. I'll have a week with my very favorite man in the whole wide world. I'm going to give him my autographed Michio Kaku book. I think he'll like it. And we'll cook food and drink booze and laugh and I can't wait. Today has been such a good day.

This morning kind of blew, but in a hilarious way. Can't get it all right all the time.

I'm going to this weekend to see Lauren in her dress, and maybe MY dress will have arrived in my color. And I'll try it on again, too, regardless of my actual dress being there.

Here it is!

Except mine is in cafe and ivory, and the hem line is longer. It's the most beautiful thing, I love it so much. I can't wait for my daddy to see me in it.

I booked my venue, and my photographer (who...I mean, honestly, there's no point in me being an event photographer anymore. He's that fucking good), and really, all I have left to do is buy flowers, and a cake.

This is all very bizarre.

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