Update

I'm still sick. Coughing, wheezing, sweating, shivering, the whole nine yards. Good times on that. Tina gave me some halls cough drops and they are so gnarly. I feel like I have an igloo in my throat. I don't know what flavor they are, but they're blue and every time I take a breath, it feels like an ice cold gush of wind going down my throat. As long as it stops me from coughing, it's cool. I have coughed so much that my ribs feel bruised and I have to physically hold myself together because it hurts so much. My favorite halls are the ones that have the medicine filling. The honey ones are the shit but I get addicted to them, so I try not to have them. I will take them while I'm sick and then 2 weeks after I'm feeling better, I'm still popping them like a junkie. I will try to stick to the blue ones for now.

Tonight is my final dress fitting. I wish I felt better. I can't believe it's time to try my dress on and then take it home. It all came so fast. And now here we are, 9 days away. I'm ready and anxious for it to be here.

But I feel like I still have so much to do. I have been laboring over the wedding day time line for 3 hours now. It may sound ridiculous, but I have to time everything just right so the videographer is there for the main stuff like bouquet toss. He is leaving at 10pm, so I have to squeeze it in before then. This means shuffling around the time of the cake cutting and other stuff. And I have to make sure one photographer is at my parents house at the right time and the other is at Matt's at the right time.

The problem with a timeline is, if one thing is off, everything is messed up. Hopefully I can do the time line and then leave it to the Gods for everything to come together. I will not be one of those brides on her wedding day with a clipboard and a whistle ordering people around and making frantic phone calls. No, I'll be the one with the mimosa in one hand and a box of tissues in the other.