Cue panic-attack

I'm getting married in 22 days.  OMGWTFBBQAAAAAAHHH!!

Last night Tora-kun and I picked out rings.  He got a hard lesson in the price of jewelry, yes, even for a nice plain band.  My engagement ring (which had been my grandmother's) is platinum.  Ergo, the rings are going to be platinum.

Yeah.  That was fun.

Anyway, we found a pair that we like, and thankfully neither of us are very "frilly" people.  (There is, actually a "ring guard" that goes with my grandmother's engagement ring, but I have seen it, and I fear its overpowering sparkle.  I would be terrified to wear it.  Not only is there the fear of getting mugged, but also the fear of accidentally signaling UFO's should the light catch it just right.)  So, rings are... uh... sort of taken care of.  Kind of. They're picked out, at least.

And Tora-kun's outfit is slowly but surely being resolved.  I swear to you, the conversation last night went around and around like this for a good twenty minutes, no joke:

"What do you want me to wear?"
"Well, what do you want to wear?"
"I want to wear what you'd like me to wear."
"I'd like you to wear something comfortable."
"Okay, so what do you want me to wear?"

I have a feeling everstar3 is laughing the hardest because she's heard these conversations firsthand.  I finally convinced him that, yes, a polo shirt and nice pair of cargo pants (or even shorts, should he prefer) is FINE.  That I'm wearing a sundress and do not care at all what he wears, as long as it's clean and hole-free.

Decorations:  still a thorn in my side.  Am going to have to hunker down with Mom and make a final decision on a few things.  We're going to visit R and C again this weekend (and we're bringing the camera so we can catch Darwin's pool frolicking for posterity), and I'm going to see if we can take a peek inside the clubhouse.  I'll have a better idea of what kind of decorations I'd like after I get a good look at the inside.  (I've been inside before, but it was too long ago, and it's been a while since I even peeked through the windows.)

I'm thinking lots and lots of balloons, because ... well, because I like balloons, and I'm a kid at heart who never gets tired of people altering their voices with helium.  So, balloons and paper lantern party lights, which... okay, may or may not get along very well with the balloons.  Hmm.  This wants thought.

Going to Kahuna's tonight -- full report to follow.

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And I need to do laundry.