And when the bridegroom comes, there will be noise. There will be glad.

It's 151 am, CST, and I am awake.

Fancy adjectives and colorful prepositional phrases have become an addiction, but the buck stops here.

The buck stops here? What does that even mean?

While I'm avoiding this journal because I feel some neurotic need to impress you with my verbage, the days are flying by and my life is going going going.

So. How's about I just give you a run down of some fun times that have been had in the very recent past? I will promsie you, as I have so many times before, Dear Readers-- most especially you, Future Self-- that I will elaborate more at a later date.

~Special Session: one of the best years ever
~Funtimes with S.S. group in Birmingham
~Luau to celebrate one Miss Chelsea's birthday
~Possible new job opportunity
~Bachelorette party
~Tuscaloosa!
~Atlanta: Willie Nelson, John Cougar Mellencamp, Bob Dylan

After many hours and many miles, I am now in Birmingham for Britni and Mark's wedding. Oh happy day! Jessica and I got in to town late late, slept late late, and went to the mall to meet Jennifer and Lance. Afterward we went to get my shoes and then enjoy a very relaxing manicure and pedicure. Jessica and I took one wrong turn ended up spending an hour in rush hour traffic, leading to a hasty change of plans and an even hastier change of clothes in the parking lot of a Dairy Queen.

Have I mentioned how much I love curly hair? It makes for an easy fix.

We did a little practicing at the wedding location then skidaddled over to the rehearsal dinner, where we toasted our dear dear friends and shared a glass or three of wine.

We ended up at the Quest for dancing and drag. Now you tell me that is not a fun group of people!

Everyone is good and asleep, and I am headed that direction myself.

Tomorrow is probably going to involve a lot of tears. Good tears. WOW.