My daughter says I need to "UPDATE."

The reason I haven't blogged in a while is because I didn't have anything to say. I know that comes as a shock to some people, but it is true.

My life has been the same the the last 2 months. Get up, pee and poo the dog, fill up the dogs pee and poo tanks with food, get ready for work, go to work, come home, pee and poo the dog, fill up the dogs pee and poo tanks with food, talk to Eric, get ready for bed and then go to bed. Then it starts all over again. Exciting huh?

I guess in between there has been wedding "stuff". Got pink and brown candles for the aisle candle holders. Still need to get tulle, light pink M&M's, rope lights and white lights to decorate the reception area. I got my dress fitting scheduled. I haven't been to the gym in those 2 months so when I start to go again tomorrow, I will be a hurting mass of muscle. I will be the old lady in the corner moaning. Got my hair and makeup appt's scheduled. Eric's parents are working on the reheasal dinner. (Going to starve myself just so that I can eat then. I can already smell the Autumn Chicken cooking.) Going to look for a wagon for the ring bearer to be pulled down the aisle with. I think my head is going to explode with all the "little" things that need to be done. Still have get my wedding ring to get off layaway. Invitations are at the Calligraphers for addressing and will be mailed in a few weeks. That reminds me I need to get stamps. The boys need to get measured for their Tux's. I know that's something I shouldn't worry about but I do. Got to meet with the DJ to get music picked out. WAIT.....STOP! What was that noise I just heard? It was my head. It just exploded. HELP ME.

I can list about a trillion and half of things that need to be done. I just keep telling myself it will all come together like pieces in a jigsaw puzzle. Good thing I am organized. If I keep on talking about this my head will explode like one of those balloons in the game Popit. Ouch. So this means I have go. Cuz if I don't I will keep going on about the things that need to be done for the wedding. I am trying to cut back on talking about it. It's like an addiction. At first you start talking about it a little here and little there, then all of a sudden in takes over your life. I can go on and on about things that need to be done.


Must.....make......myself.....stop.