All We Can Do Now Is Wait

So now there really REALLY is no turning back. The invitations (all of them this time) have gone out. Dropped them off in the mail box on Saturday night and even have photo evidence to prove it. Fiance must really think I'm a nut bar. We still have about 4 we have to hand deliver but it's nice to know I don't have to worry about them anymore. However now I have to worry that the RSVP's won't get lost in the mail. Here's hoping.

Also the bridesmaids got down to the tailor (all at once too) and the dresses are getting made! Yay. Their fitting won't be until August so I can't wait to see how they turn out. They all went with matching tops and all of them are similar to the matron of honours so I'm really curious to see how they turn out.

And only one more week of bootcamp left to go. I never thought this day would come! However I find myself in a love hate relationship with it. I really like the class and the people but we've all learn to hate showing up and seeing people standing around their cars. Means a run is going to happen. I figure it must be doing something with my brain too since I'm actually considering signing up for another month of torture...I mean fun. Oh well I hope this means that my dress can be taken in maybe instead of getting taken out!

Next on my list is looking at possible honeymoon locations and wedding bands. Hopefully we can each find something we like and doesn't break the bank!

Advil Is My Friend

So who's bright idea was it to sign up for bootcamp again? Oh wait mine. I felt so sore yesterday and yet you go and she does the warm up and suddenly you're like "hey this isn't too bad" then you start running and doing drills and the next thing you know you're limping around the house and can't even get up out of your seat without worrying that your legs will fall off. Oh well at least I know I'm doing something good for myself. Plus I keep reminding myself how maybe now the stomach part of my dress may look a little nicer then it did before I started all this!

So I've got some goals this weekend but I'm beginning to wonder if I'll get them done or not. I would love to get the girls down to the tailor to get fitted for dresses but with the bootcamp that's becoming hard for me to do. We also have to go shopping for rings soon. Although I've been told that most can be ordered in in a couple of weeks so I'm not overly worried about that. And finally I would like to get going on the kilt as it does have to come from Scotland. Was really hoping that it would get done last week but the store was closed. Oh well. Wish me luck that at least 1 of these things can get crossed off the list.

Still Alive...So Far or It's Offical Now

So I've joined up a boot camp for 4 weeks to whip myself into shape and see if maybe I can lose those last little inches that could make the dress look even more fabulous. I'm going back for day 2 tonight but day 1 wasn't too bad. The worst part was the 3 laps around the track. By the end I thought I would fall over and not get up again but somehow I managed to complete the session and didn't feel like I was as useful as a burlap sack. I was also surprised that I wasn't overly sore today which means after today's session I think I'm going to feel it tomorrow worse. Oh well we'll see how it goes.

On Friday the girls got together and helped me put together the invitation. Man those girls are good. I wasn't sure if we'd get all of them done but they had them whipped out and ready to go so fast I didn't know what hit me. I'm so proud of them. Mom and I showed them the material we picked out for their dresses so hopefully we can get down to the tailor soon and start working on making some dresses.

Next up comes a bunch of tasks. Fiance and I have to sit down and work out the song list. He's trying to get to the travel agent to see about a honeymoon destination. We've gotta talk to the people at Tartan Town about making a kilt and get tuxes or kilt rentals for others in the wedding party (family too possibly). And of course I really only have 2 or so weeks to track down the last of the family addresses. Wish us luck!