Days have been filled with trying to get sub plans written for the days I'll be off for our "minimoon" to Virginia Beach, creating seating arrangements and running errands. Mama was here again this weekend and I feel like we got a good amount accomplished. Joey came over today and helped me put together 30 guest bags so we only have about 10 more to go. Obviously the person who came up with the idea of out-of-town bags only invited two friends that didn't live locally. We have mason jar bows to tie and seating cards to write out and programs to finalize and print. WHEW. It's exhausting getting married.
I am very pleased to say that my Uncle Paul has agreed to say the blessing before our reception dinner. Unfortunately, our priest won't be able to make the ceremony so we had to find someone to stand in. I've always been close to Paul and everyone says Christopher is "LP" (Little Paul) so we found it quite fitting.
Oh, and as if we didn't have enough going on already, the owner of our house has decided to put it on the market. So we have a lovely lock box on the front door and strangers trampsing through our home. Beautiful.
I can not WAIT until next week. EEEEEP. Four more days of work and then LA comes and Morgan comes and my family comes and I get married. WOOHOO!! Pray for beautiful weather. We're getting close to the 10-day outlook obsession. ;-)