9 days

With only 9 days to go, today was the equivalent to mixing up a nice, hot batch of scrambled eggs, only to realize my brain got in the pan somehow. I'm fried. But much was accomplished! Russell got fitted for a tux. I tried on several veils and have a better idea of how I want mine. I talked to my photographer, Apryl. I scanned in my sketch of a wedding cake idea and sent it to my baker (so excited!) I started a spreadsheet to keep track of the gifts that are already coming in the mail. I also lost my cell phone and keys. Oh dear. Anyway, this can't be a long post because of the whole fried-brain thing, so I'm going to end it with a laugh.

I may have been guilty of this. Once or twice.