27 Days and Counting

He and I will be at the altar in 27 days professing our undying love for each other and promising to be the best spouse we can be. It just hit me once August finally hit, that I'm freaking getting married! I mean, of course I knew it before, I'm planning the damn thing for god's sake. It didn't feel real yet though until a couple of days ago. This month. THIS FREAKING MONTH! The banquet will be back in Boston a month after the wedding day, but I'm planning for both of them at the same time. I need to write my list of To Do's somewhere. Here is as good as any:

1) Pick up my dress from the tailor's
2) Find shoes for my bridesmaids
3) Buy favors for the reception and the banquet
4) Find presents for my ladies
5) Make sure He finds shoes to wear to the wedding
6) Call the slackers who haven't sent the reply cards back yet for the wedding
7) Seating arrangements for the banquet
8) Nail down final details for the ceremony and reception if the damned consultant would get back to me sometime in this lifetime
9) Order flowers for the banquet
10) Calm the f*ck down