FUCK! I'M FAT!

Five months until the wedding!

I know most of you are looking at that and thinking:

"...and?"

or

"five months, so what?"

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The sad thing is, I want to say that I am astounded by how little time there is between now and the wedding because we still need to:

1. Get a photographer. (Jonathan wants this photographed, I could give a rat's ass.)

2. Organize the groomsmen with the ordering of their tuxedo/tux kilt.

3. Finalize the guest list and print and mail invitations.

4. Find a caterer.

5. Make the programs.

But honestly, the only thing I am panicked about is being a fat bride. That's it.

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I don't know if that is sad because all I care about is my weight or a good thing that I can multitask so well and view all the rest as small potatoes.

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