40 Days Until the Wedding

Stress, my friends, is at an all-time high. You thought I was stressed when I graduated college? You ain't seen nothin' yet. I just cannot even function like this. I'd go spend a few hours with the massage therapist at the hair salon where I go tanning, but I'm flat broke which is another cause of Amy-stress. To clarify before anyone starts worrying about me & my finances, flat broke in Amy-speak is the difference between a few hours with the massage therapist and having some money in the bank. It's not the difference between breaking even or being in debt. That would be my version of destitute. What can I say? I set high standards for myself. I hate stress and I wish I had a better way of managing stress... and anger for that matter. If anyone has any tips for managing pre-wedding stress and/or flat-out rage, I'd LOVE to hear them. PLEASE email me.

On a more cheerful note, I really love the Thank You notes I bought. I got them at good ol' Hallmark because I wanted a thank you note that I could actually write on and it wouldn't require a super strength magnifying glass to read. I bought them for that reason, and for the fact that they had a purple butterfly on them. Since I've had to open them to write a few notes, I've discovered a few more very fun things about them. The envelopes rock because the insides are lined with shiny silver paper. And the actual thank you note itself sparkles like the paper has glitter all through it. They're almost too pretty to write on. But don't worry. I'll be sure to write plenty on each and every single one of them. Except maybe one I'll save for my scrapbook.