Buried
I am buried in work this week, preparing for camp which is next week. I don't think I will be able to blog, or breathe, or go to the bathroom, or much of anything else, until August 5th. Wish me luck. I really think it's going to be fabulous, it's going to be wonderful and special, but there are ten million tiny little disasters waiting to happen, and a few already happened this morning. It will all work out, it will all work out, it will all work out....
posted by Susan at 3:03 PM
3 Comments:
it _will_ all work out!
it sounds like you're planning a wedding, but i know you're not. remember how you think you won't make it through planning your wedding, and then you do? i bet you it will be like THAT.
Tuesday, July 25, 2006 3:55:00 PM
Yes, it does feel a lot like a wedding, only it's a triple wedding that goes on for six days, and a wedding in which the minister just quit, and some family members are balking about certain things, and other people have had to be disinvited at the last minute, and I find out that the cake is being baked by an 8 year old with an EZ Bake Oven.
Bustopher, good luck with your own wedding! I am sure it will be beautiful and memorable.
Wednesday, July 26, 2006 7:48:00 AM
It will all work out!
See you next week. :-)
Wednesday, July 26, 2006 8:57:00 PM
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