Smoke and Reflections

There are three weeks until I get married. These three weeks are sure to be some of the most chaotic, stressful and satisfying days of my life.

I have meant to add to my blog lately, however, time has slipped by me too quickly to catch a moment to update all 5 people who read this thing!

It seems as though each day goes by faster than the last! I have been blessed with excellent friends and have enjoyed some wonderful bridal showers. Tonight is my stagette, which I am sure will be a wonderful time filled with booze and girly movies.

Meanwhile, my bar call is steadily inching closer as well. I should get my robes soon! I have been working on what stories I would like heard (and those that I don't want ever repeated) at my call. The more I think about it, the more I realize I have done a ton of dumb stuff in my life. Thanks goes out to sharon who remembered it all.



Oh yeah, I totally forgot to discuss the wonders of the "Tent Cot". Yep, you heard it - it's a cot, and a tent. Bulky as hell, and a pain in the ass to haul around, but epic when its pouring rain and you're concerned about being on the ground. You see, you aren't on the ground, that's the secret! I know, it's the nerd version of camping... kind of like showing up to a Vauxhall reunion in a smart car - everyone knows something just doesn't belong, and violates the laws of the universe, but secretly wonders if it the best invention of mankind is right before them.

The tent cot - I'd give it a 8 out of 10. There's a bar in the middle that sucks, but all in all, I slept like a baby (who'd had a few drinks).



But, off to get ready for drinking. MMMMM.... drinking....