The Stage Is Set

Well, it's the morning of our departure to go get married. As I type this, it is exactly 5:25 am and I have my coffee and my sweet little cat Creole at my side.

It is a sweet feeling to know that all of the planning, worrying, fretting, sweating, and whirlwind of activity are just about over. Sweet in the sense that life can return to "normal." It's also a sweet feeling to know that in exactly t-minus 3 days, I will look the kindest, honorable, most wonderful and loving man in the face and promise myself to him for eternity.

Blog, see you on the flip side. Early and often.

Mr. L, let's do this thing.