White Washed Walls: perfect to me.

How am I doing? We all know that's been a loaded question for me these days. And when you do ask, I probably wont ever give you a straight answer or a real answer. But right now in this very moment. I'm ok. Ok on my level means, I didn't sleep and I woke with a migraine and I'm broke and I'm tired.. But emotionally I'm ok. Haha, I'm ok as I can get. Hey I'm washing curtains, when two weeks ago couldn't lift my arms above my head. I'm doing pretty good. Its a good thing my parents raised me with a sense of humor. It really is. Its a gift I'll be forever grateful for.

I kinda wanted to wrap up that last of all this wedding saga. The last and final dance. It happened this last Saturday. I'd like to say it went off without a hitch but that's not exactly true. We couldn't get the music to play and when we finally did it got shut down after a couple SHORT hours. Much to my dear friends disgust. And rightly so, as she put many hours into arranging, sorting, and choosing hours worth of music. But My friends, It was so perfect, to me.

The people I have in my life that I had to let step in and take over when I just couldn't- well, they went above and beyond to make sure that dance was perfect. they took Ginny's beach theme and ran with it. Incredible. It was pinteresters dream and night to compare to no other. At least for me. And those few short hours of music- I danced. No I haven't got the moves like Jagger (ugh, did I really just make that joke? I think my dad just made that joke last week. See! Humor- I didn't say witty humor- c-mon) But does it really matter when you just want to enjoy? Nah, not to me. And my best girls were there, Most of em anyhow. The girls that hosted that night don't know it- but that's the most fun I've had in a long while and they can never understand what that could mean for me.

Anyway- The bride looked fantastic- as did the building. Hopefully a few days from now or months- all the hard work my friend put in- they'll see the night exactly how I did...