Monday, March 17, 2014


12 is the number of times I went up and down the stairs to carry some disassembled furniture from Gene's office into the basement.  My knees HATE me.

12 is also the number of days until we get married.  The favors are done, all of the vendors are lined up - just have to finalize a few things with the officiant, DJ, and the venue.  We've got a beautiful guest book (thanks Barbara!) and the bird cage for cards (thanks Joan!), and the onerous task of peeling stupid UPC symbols off of 120 bubble bottles is nearly done (thanks Oriental Traders for putting your labels in the WORST places).

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