Let the Games Begin!

It's the day before we leave, and I'm scrambling around trying to put the finishing touches on the slideshow. The music has to be perfect. It has to be timed just so. I'm halfway through this slideshow and it's been keeping me up till the early morning for the past week.

I didn't make it to my hair stylist for a coloring appointment. I haven't started to pack, and couldn't fit in a mani-pedi. Jeanie, my wedding coordinator, keeps ringing my cellphone, and I just don't want to deal with her questions (even though she probably needs an immediate answer) right now so I let her go into voicemail, because I can always respond via email. I'm in a real shit right now! What did I do all day! I feel like I'm falling apart, but I tell myself it'll all be cool. At the same time, I am exhausted. Now, I have to schedule all of this in Hawaii which means it'll be twice the cost. My head is pounding, but I can stop thinking about a few nice cocktails to ease the stress.

Shane's in golden gate park playing disc golf with Kyle and Greg. Meanwhile, it feels like five minutes, but hours slip by. The sun is setting and I have not one thing checked on the list. Shane returns and is freaking out. He also requires a "to do" list. Maybe he should've thought about that before he went frolicking in the park with his family.

I pray that we have a safe flight tomorrow morning. As soon as we're on the plane, it'll be smooth sailing from there. In the past two years, I've acquired a fear of flying. Just another piece to this crazy beautiful puzzle.

This is Shellie sipping my third mojito cool and calm--thriving best in high pressured environment, back to you Bob at the studio.