Well, you've noticed that I've changed my blog, yet again. Not just because I'm ADD...but don't entirely discard that idea. Rather, because of my new outlook. Through euphoric lenses, that is.

People, I just don't care anymore! The wedding will come together, so if the lanterns fall on the pastor, we spill our unity sand, I stain my dress, and the cake flops, I just don't care. Maybe a little about the dress. I've got 47 more days until I tie the knot, and to me, that doesn't seem like enough time to balance stress and detail micromanagement. So I'll compromise. My goal: get MOST of the tedious list done before the wedding. I don't think my guests will notice if I'm missing 2 out of 7 paper lanterns hanging from the ceiling, or iridescent ribbon from my mother's wristlet.

I think this new attitude stemmed from too much ironing. Folks, I've ironed 150 8' chair sashes and only 2 table overlays in the last 3 days...and I'm still not even close to finishing. Please, understand.

Oh, I totally thought of a better one-liner for the previous post under the cake picture:
'The Biggest Loser called: they're sending repo men.'