Dress

Hi Monday!

So wow, okay…

Almost found a dress, maybe found a dress, not sure if I found a dress, but maybe I found a dress.

My eye is twitching.

I’m going back to see it tonight, try it on again, maybe go to one other place and see if they have anything, but I’m ready to be done. I do not want to spend anymore weekend days looking for a dress. Honestly. I know it’s “my day” and everything should be “perfect” but I just want to find something pretty you know? It doesn’t have to be the end all be all of dresses. I just want something pretty, something comfortable…I saw this dress right away, thought it was so pretty right away, thought it was pretty when I tried it on and its comfortable as hell. So we’ll see.

Going with my mom and my brother dress shopping was something. So funny to have that moment of walking out of the dressing room and watching them tear up immediately (well, my brother anyway, my mom handed me a dress that couldn’t even be worn by Cinderella for petes sakes) but it was fun and weird and all part of it I suppose.

You know, this is very hard, this wedding stuff. It’s very hard to find the fine line of enjoying it, accepting it, welcoming it, and not letting it get out of control. Already I can feel myself talking about it too much, worrying about it too much, thinking about it too much… I want so much to handle this with grace and sophistication and sometimes I just feel like a bull in a china shop and …. See? Talking about it too much. I might start a wedding blog, I dunno. I have so many mixed emotions about it all.

We had a really nice weekend though, watched the first Dexter, that was pretty good, although I can guess already we might get bored with it, but I love him, he’s very creepy.

And I cannot stop thinking about Eight Belles. And I really would like to stop thinking about her.

I think she's why my eye is twitching...yup...there it goes again.