>So, the firethroat was, in fact, strep throat, which in all of my years, I have never had. And now I have. May it be the first and last time. First of all, it was horrible pain, and I have a notoriously high tolerance for pain. That pain, however, I could live without. I felt like it took all the muscles in my entire upper body to force myself to swallow. Even if it WAS just my own spit. Never mind a drink of water or tea. Second, I cannot imagine feeling like that if I were a kid. My ears were hurting, and I have no recollection of childhood earaches, but I can totally see how a child might act out in class or be REALLY grumpy if they were in earache-land. My school nurse probably hates me because I send students down when I notice they are more lethargic or less bouncy than usual — I do not have the ability to feel a forehead and determine if there is fever, but I would say that my accuracy rate for guessing it’s a fever based on behavioral clues is about 90%.

Before the firethroat put me down for the weekend, we were able to find Jeorgia and Hope’s flower girly dresses at Macy’s on mega-sale, and my mom found her dress and shoes for the wedding. That was a big check-mark off the list of things to do. The invitations should arrive on my doorstep today, according to DHL’s shipping information on the internet, says Chris, and Karyn is coming to spend the night Thursday and Friday to help do some addressing. The invitation/address list is almost complete, and that’s a good feeling, too. We are going to work on the “order of service” this weekend, too, and I am hoping to get that nailed down.

Chris has totally changed the look of the web site to look less like Halloween (his description) and more like our actual wedding colors/theme. Big asset, having his talents at our disposal! We are going to look at our engagement portrait proofs on Saturday, and then we are trekking to Marshall to have a look at some reception site options. Believe it or not, it is STILL up in the air. It’s frustrating, but so far, I have not let it wear me down (unless that’s what I can attribute the strep throat to?). I just want everyone who comes to the party to have a great time and to be really glad they decided to make the trip, whether across town or across the country.

I am going to Julie’s mom’s house this afternoon to see if she is going to be able to do the alterations on my dress that I need. If I don’t stop eating, it won’t need any — I will fill it out just fine! But that will not be the case.

We returned to Park Cities Baptist Church on Sunday morning to re-visit their Nearly Wed class, primarily just to let them know that we are getting married. We (mostly I) are going to be out of town several weekends between now and the wedding, so we could not attend them all, but it was interesting to be there again. It’s just a helpful and thought-provoking class. More people should look to have their thoughts provoked before getting too deeply involved in a relationship.

It is time to jump in the shower. Or step lightly. Yeah, I’ll do that.