Summer has sort of disappeared. It's a shame because I rather like it. It's been cool and cloudy and drizzly for a few days. I know I ought no complain because downstaters will have no sympathy, but I'm trying to camel up my sun for the long winter. So this kinda sucks.
Anyway, today is the 4th. And since I'm off all summer, it's kind of the same as any other day, except I made lemon cupcakes for a party later and I don't do that every day. What can I say? I'm that kinda girl.
I've been in a mini-panic about wedding planning, or the lack thereof. We really have been very lax and I'm now worried. I finally went and ordered some decorations (Novena candles, anyone?) and have a meeting with the caterer on Monday but we still have no clue what we're doing about music, flowers, etc etc etc. Fun. And ours is low-key. Remind me why anyone enjoys doing this? I think being a wedding planner has got to be the worst job in the world. Right after Thruway toll take, of course.
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