Ten days?

My birthday was nice, to those of you who put up with my mini-tirade...low-key and relaxed and wonderful. It was actually kind of a relief not having any expectations attached to it. Jonathan took me out to Houston's, one of my favorite places, and we had a good time all day long together, on our last unmarried birthday.

There are about 923892832 things that come up that can only be done in the final weeks before your wedding, it seems to me. And we're getting them done. But I'm pretty sure I could have already got my car inspected... whoops. It's 7:14 a.m., and darn it, I will be the first one in line when they open at 8.