In Three Weeks...

In three weeks, right now, I will be sitting in a hairdresser while someone teases the life out of my fine hair so that it somehow holds the same shape for the next twleve hours.

This time in three weeks and one hour someone else will be putting more makeup on my face than I would usually wear in a month.

This time in three weeks and two hours my bridesmaids will be lacing me into a corset so tight that most of my internal organs will be wrapping themselves around my spine.

In three weeks and three hours I will be getting ready to leave for the church and quite possibly knocking back a glass of bubbles while trying to remember how to breathe.

In three weeks and four hours I will be standing in front of 150+ people pledging my life to Josh for as long as we both shall live.

Three weeks and eight hours will be total insanity as Josh's family introduces Assyrian dancing to my somewhat co-ordinately challenged family.

Three weeks and ten hours my brother and sister are going to bring the house down with the best speech of the night.

Twelve hours the kids will be conked out under tables as Josh and I have our first dance.

And in three weeks and 14 hours I will get to go home with my amazing incredible adorable husband (and never have to do another seating plan for as long as I live!) :)