Good luck with getting it all together. Thinking of you.
Love the bridesmaid dresses. Very elegant.
Well, ladies, I hate to be a crybaby when others have bigger issues, but today was a carpy day and I need to vent.
DH has chronic pain issues, and he moans and cries out in the night. However, he doesn't want me to sleep in the other room because he misses me. So neither of us gets a good night's sleep, and then he refused to go to church w/me because God's on his poop list. Let me just say, it's a bad day when you have to sit in the crying room with the babies at church, and you don't even have a baby any more.
Then I went to take care of some chores, including taking DD's faulty phone to be shipped by UPS because T-Mobile is too

for the good old U.S. postal service. I thought it was my lucky day because there was a UPS store in the same parking lot as the grocery store, but they were closed on Sunday, and they didn't have a flippin' drop box. Gee, do you think the UPS guy ever picks stuff up there? Maybe that would be a good place for a drop box, right? After I grocery shopped, I drove to the address the UPS automated phone line gave me, and it's an office bldg. that looks all closed up, and no drop box outside. I start to leave when I notice a man going inside. I followed him in and the box was inside, in the courtyard. Not so obvious though, you know?
Then there was another side trip where the place was closed and no hours posted, and when I got home and looked it up on the website there's zero helpful information, and I just feel like lying on the floor and throwing a 2-year-old's tantrum.
On the plus side, I dusted off my pedometer and bought a new battery for it. I just read that women who walk 10,000 steps a day lose more weight than women who exercise 1/2 hour a day. Sounds good to me (I'll keep hitting the gym a few times a week, but this gives me a goal for the other days). Also, my eating has been pretty good today. I made a big pot of tomato/zucchini/carot/onion soup. It makes me feel better.
Thanks for letting me vent.