Lee has come down with some sort of horrendous vomiting sickness. I dread going home...I want him to be well again and I don't want to get sick too. I was doing so well not being ill before the wedding. Ack.
Not much that still needs to be sorted out for above. It's getting too late to get the favour boxes properly calligraphed as planned, since we still haven't heard from the woman who said she'd do it for us.
So:
I'm beginning to get butterflies. I hope it's wedding excitement and not illness.
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