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Wedding Week

This last week before the wedding has been, so weird. It's been incredibly slow. Time just drags on and on, especially when I'm at work. I'm so glad that I'm done with work for awhile, I couldn't take anymore time just standing there waiting for time to pass. At least at home there's family and friends, or books to read. I haven't really done anything for the wedding this week which has been nice. All the family who is here has been helping. I feel guilty, yet, I'm losing my mind.

Sunday I got to meet Sammy's Aunt Laura, Mary, Uncle Gus, and grandma. That was so cool! I've heard so much about these people so it was great finally getting to put a name to a person and see them. His aunts are so nice and cute, and his uncle Gus looks just like his dad which was really freaking me out!

There was an, incident, wherein one of Sammy's relatives from out of state decided to try pot brownies and had WAY too many, then tried to drink wine to reverse it which is the worst thing you can do, according to my trusty weed friendly friends. I only write this to remember it because it cracks me up, we really are turning into the weed state. And the thought of people over fifty trying pot cracks me up as well.

On Tuesday Sammy texted and said that as soon as we were both done with work, he was taking me out for frozen yogurt. I was so happy that even in the midst of a crazy week with family here, he took the time to take me on a date and we got to just talk about everything but the wedding. We went to pick up some donuts for his family and Sammy was out of it and let the door hit me. I yelled Sammy! And walked back to the car so we could try that again. The woman inside Krispy Kreme saw the whole thing and said, "That's right, you have to teach them chivalry." Oh my.

I've told multiple friends that I feel like a huge ball of emotions ready to explode at any moment. I'm ready to just let it go! I feel so much all the time and don't know how to let it out. I took time today to just sit there and try to force myself to cry! It didn't work. I need some release! Man!

I love my family. I love Sammy's family. I had such a great time with everyone laughing :)

There's a chance it's going to rain. I do not want this. I want to have the wedding outside. Fingers crossed!

I made everyone laugh today. My grandpa asked where all of Sammy's relatives are from and I said, "Florida, California, Chicago, that other I state that doesn't have Chicago in it." I didn't realize that was so funny until everyone started laughing. I love making people laugh.

I'm so, out of it and an emotional ball that I couldn't stop laughing at the "I love turtles" kid. That was the first time I saw that video and it was pretty hilarious.

We took pictures of me in my dress. I can't wait to share them! Here's a sneak peek.

One more day. I just need to get through Friday and Saturday morning, and then the moment I've been waiting for will finally be here! 

Comments

  1. Rachel LloydJune 6, 2014 at 5:15 AM

    yayyyyyy for wedding week! your dress looks gorgeous :)

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  2. Bailey KayJune 6, 2014 at 6:43 AM

    I'm SO excited for you!!!! I love your dress--- it's gorgeous! Happy almost wedding day! :)

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  3. NikoleJune 6, 2014 at 2:30 PM

    Ah! Get it girl! :)

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