Happy Happy Joy Joy

My mom really loves parakeets, and we once had one named “Happy Happy Joy Joy.” Yeah, it may be a long name for a bird, and a weird one at that, but the bird was just so happy all the time.

Today I feel like my name should be Happy Happy Joy Joy. I think I’m finally (hopefully) out of my stressful funk, because I have this overwhelming feeling of jumping out of my skin…I’m that excited.

The wedding is in three days and I’m feeling confident things will go according to plan, and if they don’t, I don’t really care. I’m picking my man up from the airport in less than five hours and in 78 hours we’ll be married. All my cares just disappeared.

This morning I’m going to get my engagement ring and wedding band(s) soldered together and re-sized (oh, and I decided to add diamonds to the bands, and I tweaked the design a little bit more!). I’m so anxious to see how the whole thing looks together! Then, after I pick him up we’re heading straight to get our marriage license, because it’d be a crying shame if we make it all the way to “I do” and forgot to actually make it legal. This afternoon I have my final dress fitting—which Kenny will not be attending—and after that we’re going on a very, very, very much-needed date.

Tomorrow I’m getting a massage and a mani/pedi with my mom and then I’ll pack the rest of my stuff in the afternoon. Friday will hopefully be a mellow day; I’m going to try to make it to the gym in the morning and hopefully watch Father of the Bride in the afternoon. That evening is our rehearsal, followed by the rehearsal dinner, and then I think I’m spending the night at the hotel with my girlfriend!

I can’t believe it’s actually happening in three days!!