*Crap-ola..

I thought I had a wedding planned. I've done this before, nothing new. Cake.
   Then today Colby's Mom says
        "Libby do you know which city you're supposed to get a marriage license in? Is it the county you live in or the county you're getting married in?"
 CRAP.
   " Colby we have to get a marriage license. "
         " And we need to get you a ring."
Mom found me a flower lady. She sounds adorable.
       Forgot I had to order flowers. Sherry told me I had time and she'd call me later.
  CRAP.
I got my dress taken in. I'm not sure if it fits. I need to try it on.
  Bridals on Wednesday. Mom found me a veil TWO DAYS AGO. Love it.
     I can't decide what I really want to do with my hair.
Invitations should have gone out a week ago. I bought labels and made our list in Excel. I was excited to show off my labeling skills from the BSA. Then I took too long and the Mom's started handwriting them. Oh.
CRAP.
  Lesha's friend is making the cake. No clue what it looks like or tastes like. Couldn't care less. I trust Lesha. And her Friend. Have fun Ladies. Enjoy. Can't wait to see the creation.
 
Bought New running shoes for myself. They are HEAVEN. I never want to take them off.
         I found 8 minutes to run around the block. Twice.

Max of #80 people at the Luncheon. Sounds like a lot. It's not. We couldn't invite any friends to the Temple. :(

Wedding video.
  CRAP.

I keep forgetting to eat breakfast.
 Can't remember to take my pill.

I get to wear Jeans at Smith's for the next 6 weeks. I never want these six weeks to end.

Need to go to JoAnn's and buy some frames, and a mat.
    Pick some pictures for people to 'sign'.
CRAP.

We've moved about 1/4 of our belongings into the apt. I bet Tomahawk is dead.
    I'm sad that I've neglected him.
Along with about a million other things.

  Hopefully My friends don't hate me.
I'm sure they understand. I sometimes forget to breathe.

I almost made it out the door last week without a bra.
  Double CRAP.

Whenever I ask Colb for his opinion on anything wedding related, he asks me what time the ceremony is. Then he reminds me that he'll be there. That means he doesn't care.

I'm getting married in two weeks. I'm scared. Like Really scared. I've done this before, and it didn't really  turn out like I planned. Why on earth would I put myself through this again?
  For a million reasons. #1: Colby loves  me like no one ever has. He makes me feel like the luckiest girl in the world. Plus, he's hot. I love him.
  I'm still scared. Marriage is scary. I'm a nervous wreck and can barely gather any thoughts let alone the important ones.
  I'm so not ready for any of this.
                            CRAP.