Nice day for a white wedding

The forecast for Eureka Springs on Saturday is partly cloudy with low humidity and highs in the mid-80s. Sounds like pretty good wedding day weather. There's a 20% chance of rain, but if it should rain, we'll just move the ceremony inside to the B&B's parlor, which is still lovely.

There's a greater chance of stormin' on Sunday, which might mean that we'll have to spend the day cooped up in our room instead of exploring the town as planned. Gee, whatever shall we do to pass the time if that happens?

I have about a million and one errands to run between tonight and tomorrow afternoon, including renewing my car tag, which I meant to do on my lunch hour today so I'd have one less thing to worry about tomorrow; but then I looked up and it was already lunchtime and I'd forgotten to look up the location of the nearest tag agency, so... tomorrow. At least my hometown tag agency should be less busy.

Also, I have to get a shot. I don't do well with needles, but I figure it can't be any worse than the pain in my mouth, and it certainly can't be worse than bring Hepatitis home with me from the Caribbean. I can't promise I won't cry, but I do promise to sit still for it, which, given all of the stories my mom can tell about her and the team of nurses necessary to dogpile on me and hold me down to give me shots when I was wee, I'd say I've grown in that area.

Then it'll be back home to pack and say goodbye to my sweetie, whom I'll next see standing at the altar, and head to ER with L'il Sis for, hopefully, a good night's sleep before getting up and starting the beauty preparations on Saturday. We've got a hair appointment that morning, then (also hopefully) we'll meet up with our mom and everybody riding down with her for brunch. Then we'll all hurry back to our motel to do our makeup and, hopefully once again, find a little time to chill out and have a beverage before heading over to the B&B for a quicky bridal party rehearsal. Meanwhile, the boys should already be at the B&B getting themselves all smashing and tux-ified. Finally, we'll kick them out of the suite so they can do their half of the rehearsal while I get into my dress and then, at eternity last, we'll get married.

So this is it, my last post as an unmarried woman before the blog goes dark for a few days. The next time y'all hear from me, I'll be somebody's wife.

How weird is that?