Four more days? No Way! (But in a good way)

I stole this picture from my sister's blog page (tryingtounderstandtheworld.blogspot.com). I don't think I look my best in it, but one of David’s rare appearances of his natural smile found its way into this photo. This is the smile I get to wake up to for the rest of my life (of course except when he's angry with me : ) ). Aren't I a lucky girl?

Four more days until the wedding. My, oh, my it's coming fast. I have so much to do. I'm excited though. Yesterday we got our marriage license. It's was actually an easier process than I thought it would be. The hardest part was finding the place. There was a couple of places we had to sign and David kept on pretending like he didn't want to do it. It was cute to a certain point.
Tomorrow night my brother flies in from Florida. I'm a little on my seat concerning David meeting my brother. I hope they like each other. I know that they'll pretend to get along because they're both courteous like that, but I want more than that. David is the first important man in my life and second and third are my father and brother. It would make me feel good inside knowing that the men I love the most in my life get along and on top of that like each other.

At this point it looks like there's about 115 guest coming. One thing that worries me is the rock slides on Snoqualmie pass. Another one happened last night so that just adds to the traffic that was already going to be bad. Mostly everyone on my mom's side of family from Moses Lake plan on coming, but if rock slides continue then there's a great possibility they might not be able to make it. I try to sike myself out. I play bad scenarios through my head of what could possibly go wrong on my wedding day and after I do that I tell myself that all that matters for that day is that I'm marring David. As long as nothing happens to David I have nothing to worry about. Let everyone else do the panicking.

One funny thing: I thought my mom and dad would have a hard time letting me go. I though when it came time to move my stuff they would try to postpone it, but no. My mom told me I had to have all my stuff out of my room by this Friday so she could revert it to a guest room. I couldn't believe it. So I moved majority of my stuff last Saturday. The only things I have left to pack is my cloths and I have my bed and dresser to move. I don't think my parents will miss me too much. The nice thing about only living thirty minutes away is that I can stop by and steal their food anytime.

Once the wedding is over I'm going to try to become Susie Homemaker. Wish me luck. After everything dies down I'll be back to write about my attempts. And I'm sure they're will be a lot of them to talk about. And I'll try to get wedding pictures up ASAP.

P.S. Thanks Amanda for your nice comment on my last entry. Your support along with others is what makes me confident that marrying for the right reasons. Your a great friend and that is why your one of my bridesmaids.