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I love a SCUBA Dive Master! Hopefully he loves an Army Flight Test Engineer?!

As I scribbled in my wedding notebook (which is a completely unorganized assortment of lists, some on engineering paper, others on printer paper, and still others on envelopes or other random scraps within reach at the time) the other day, I realized how precious these relatively numbered weeks are - the 20 weeks until the "F" and I transition to being the "H" and I, err, "W".

So...I am approaching blogging on Wednesdays with renewed vigor, at least wedding-speaking [is it bad I kinda chuckled when I realized Wednesday is "hump" day? Crap, maybe I shouldn't have typed that....whoops!]. Annnnnyway.....

We are now in the thick of it: hotels, rehearsal dinner, musical surprises, coordination, flowers, centerpieces, DJs, etc, etc.

Thankfully Chris and I are much the same when it comes to this whole wedding planning thingy. We are both focused on the ceremony and what those few minutes will accomplish. We know this whole long distance thing would not have worked out without plenty of spiritual intervention and it is extremely exciting to be able to culminate those feelings in June!

As for me, I am looking forward to seeing a lot of my family that I don't get to see too often. And it will be fun to all be together again. I will admit that I am a little nervous about being the center-ish of attention (ok maybe just slightly to the left of center). I hope my nerves settle down before the big day, but if not, at least I will have Chris right there!

Any tips for 20-weeks out?!

And, yes, I am breathing...in fact my blood pressure today was 90/60. Take that!

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  1. Made me chuckle. You two are just so cute!

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  2. Just breathe! Be sure to take a lot of mental pictures that day because it goes by so fast you hardly remember it. Thank goodness we got our ceremony on video because I hardly remember it at all!

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