last night, it finally hit me that i am getting married in less than two months. completely, suddenly hit me.

despite all the plans, the dresses, the cake, the food, the people, the invitations, it was this: i got online to check something on our registry, and even though i was logged in, i could still see what we had received from the list. invitations are not out yet, but some early-informant had gotten us all of the hand towels that we requested. all of the planning, and the hand towels did it.

i am going to be his wife. and we will have good hand towels, at least.

and we're going to stay awhile, and not go.

[ will oldham ]