In one week, Marcia and I will be tying the knot. My sister rolls into town, tomorrow, from NYC and my friends from LA, arrive on Monday. Marcia’s mom and partner arrive on Monday as well and slowly but surely Friday, Dec. 1st will be here before we know it (it’s also our 2 year anniversary).
We’re both really starting to feel it now. Marcia has been doing most of the wedding planning as I’ve been planning the honeymoon. So she’s been going a little stir crazy. I’ve just begun my own stir craziness, as I looked into the mirror this morning and pictured myself as a married hombre. It definitely is starting to hit home.
Marcia and I are both getting on each other’s nerves, a little more than usual and we chalk it up to pre-wedding stress. We both have a very low stress tolerance. Even as we tried to make it as effortless as possible (without eloping), we’re still stressed out. I can’t imagine what it’d be like if 300 people were attending our wedding. Please remind me why it was that we didn’t elope again? Ah yes, the parents, sisters, brothers, family, friends etc…
Every time I look at her face, everything fades away and I dive into her big brown eyes.
i love my baby…
i love my baby…
i love my baby….
