I snoozed on my alarm for over an hour this morning.
Last night was a no sleep night.
Too much going on in my brain. Too much caffeine. Wednesday night is TV night with Michael, and we begin after I get home from class, so we eat late. . . and they’re always bizzert.
I lay awake in my bed last night, trying to de-stress my body. I could feel the tension in my feet, my legs, my back, my wrists. I did some breathing, some stretching, I tossed and I turned. I smooth out kicked Sammy in the whiskers. I got up and had some grapefruit juice. I contemplated just getting up because as apparent on the list in my head, I had reading and things to do.
Sometime in that delirium I fell asleep. And five minutes later the alarm went off, and I didn’t know where I was, what day it was, what I had to do today, where I had to do it.
Tonight begins the wedding events. Rehearsal for Missy and Vernon’s wedding followed by a truly hometown meal of onion burgers! I picked up my dress last night. It’s just a titch too short in my opinion. But I need a spray tan, so maybe that will help. Tomorrow. Hopefully I can schedule that tomorrow. Tomorrow night, just a quiet little girls night dinner with the bride, then Saturday two things happen.
It’s the Wedding Day! Lot’s of hair to do, fun to have and memories to make!
Hell, in fact, appears to start freezing over.
It’s a crazy cold front. Record Breaking Wedding Weather! (what is it this year with the wedding weather?) The high is 49.
The Universe may be giving credence because it took this couple 25 years to get it together. I wouldn’t be surprised if at one time in their post-high school glory, one or both uttered the phrase, ‘when hell freezes over’, in regards to their relationship’s longevity.
I’m excited to be a part of this amazing thing. I’ve got more to write about them, but right now I’ve got to clean my self and get to the salon and do a way with the bride’s roots.