Good Morning, everybody! I've survived. Both surgery and my hospital stay. I'm home now. The doctor said evrything went well. He thinks he fixed it. Let's hope. Every hospital employee who came through the door said "So your getting married in March." I started to wonder if it was written on my door or something. They all agree I should be ready to dance again by then.
I'm going to give myself a few days of from the blog and I'll start posting daily again next week.
Done
It was an even slower week wedding-wise than last week. The difference is this time there were packages! The invitations are great, but you already know about that. The bridesmaids necklaces are much prettier in person. Shinier and more delicate than the photos. She put them in this pretty brown boxes with sheer emerald colored ribbons tied around them, so lovely. It was worth the wait. I'm so glad I asked for those boxes.
Still no dress pictures, but the longer the dressmaker is out of town the longer I can wait on my next payment to her. Positive spin, you see. I'm dying to see what it looks like so far. I wish I could sew or at least understand how dress construction works. I wish I could stop thinking about my dress. I just can't. I want to not care, but it seems more down hill now. The holidays are approaching and my wedding is on the other side of them. AAAHHHH!
I'm still worried about the budgeting through the holidays challenge. On top of which I'm having hip surgery on November 7th. In a few weeks a wonderful doctor, one of the only ones in the country who can, will re-sculpt my hip bones so they no longer grind together. No artificial hip, yay! Enough time to heal to the point of dancing at my reception, yay! Surgery on top of life, motherhood and wedding planning. Oy.
156 days!
