It seems like just yesterday they were strangers at best, but its eleven days to happily ever after, you know the rest. Dresses, shoes, vests, ties, and coats, were all done and ready, just waiting to go.
The pictures were planned, the food was all ordered, decorations were purchased, and packaged and sorted. Kids trinkets were waiting for the littlest guests, baby pictures were floating around in a whimsical mess. So many preparations, and so much left to do, but it seems they were able to breathe, think things through. Things were going just fine, they'd be ready on time. The honeymoon was planned, and booked in advance, eight days off of work, they jumped at the chance.
Aside from wedding plans, other things were afoot. Summer was in swing, with fair plans, and heat. The garden was growing, except what they had fried, when they accidentally used too much insecticide. She planted some flowers in pots round the house, to brighten things up and add a little flounce.
They moved more furniture in, and she did some decorating. It made her so happy, how things were appearing. The colors looked lovely, such cute little nooks, one afternoon took four tote boxes to haul all her books. She's trying to gather all her music and movies, all the scraps of stories that can't be left behind.
It all seemed so unreal, like it couldn't be true. "Who would have thought it would be me and you?" The world like a dream, or a dream of a dream, but the reality of it all made her burst at the seams.
When it's all over, she'll display all the pics, after they get back from the honeymoon that is.