~*I love weddings! Especially hot summer weddings where the heat makes your skin glisten and you look radiant under the summer starry night sky! When you're dolled up in the hautest Summer 2004 Bridal Couture in the perfect shade of Lavender. Yep, I live for those, and you can't forget about a haute man as your date. The kind that dresses stylishly and follows fashion trends...the kind that dances well to "TURN ME ON" by Kevin Lyttle. The kind that wear your favorite cologne for men without even knowing it's your fave :) Higher by DIOR. You can't go wrong. All of that combined equates for the perfect August evening.*~

Yesterday started off horribly. I had to make a cameo at the local ER. That was total fun, as you can imagine, but I didn't mind conversing with the intelligent, Oliver Peoples eyewear wearing doctors whom seem to know my own body better than Oui. After indulging on a few hits of Morphine, interovenously of course and telling the resident Doctors that I'm a regular, that I hit the ER a couple times a weekend just for a quick pick-me-up for the Percosets and the Morphine and managing to make them believe me for a quick second even after I told them I'd already blown all of my veins due to everlasting heroin addiction...which did seem believable due to all of the bruises on my forearm because of my routine morning ritual of shooting a few cc's of insulin into my bloodstream, Dr. Gerfin did believe me for a nano-second until I managed to crack my Miss Congeniality 2000 watt smile. I got so comfortable that I told Dr. Gerfin that I will be back next week too, only to just make him feel me up. He lost total control over that remark and told me that I really must stop because I was making his side hurt...Of course that only lead me to tell him that I like playing Doctor too! It was all in the game of fun. He did a couple of name droppings of places that he frequents....I just may have to remember those.

The wedding was impecable. Lovely. Great Music. Great Sermon/Vows even with the words "OBEY" in the vows....I personally would have to drop. Unless it is to Obey God, not my husband.

The reception was grand too. Loved the decor, the flowers, the candles, the everything. Tara was stunning as always. Beautiful Bride :) Michael was a looker as well. Total eye candy.

Now, I'm sipping on a water with lemon. I didn't drink too much lastnight, but I still have a horrible headache, the kind that could make you pull your hair out! Yeah, not even. Not eva.

I'm fully dressed in my best Sunday attire. I'm going over to my grandmothers with the video camera. Tara & Michael are showing up at 2:00, Grandma has arranged for them to leave her home in a horse & carriage and head to the Victorian in that. How cute is that?! It's the perfect afternoon for a carriage ride.

Mom, the lady who told me this morning that I wasn't nice--is ready and is standing at the top of my staircase yelling for me. I feel like a child. A child with boobs. A child playing dress up in heels, with boobs. I need to wear this dress more often. I suddenly feel fullfilled.

I'm off to see the wizard...