22 Days Out

It's two days from being the 20 day mark. It makes me incredibly nervous. Not in a bad way just a: Is everything going to be remembered? way. I have this underlying fear that I'm going to forget my underwear or something.

This past Saturday I had my Bachelorette party and it was Awesome. It wasn't what I had ever envisioned, it wasn't very traditional, but I really enjoyed myself. And I have the cuts on my feet to prove it. New shoes don't make for great shoes...but then everyone already knows that.

We went out to a Bar that I host at for my Social job. There were 13 of us in total and we ate and carried on. The bar even gave us a complimentary bottle of Champagne. Then we left and walked to the Hudson River Park Pier to take a party boat around the Hudson. It had music and a bar and was so much fun.

Honestly all in all, with everything falling to bits and planning this thing in a little over a week, I really had a great time.

The fiancé's bachelor party is this Sunday. Originally I was worried and nervous about that but I've come to a point where I'm comfortable with it. I know he loves me and would never do anything to hurt me, so I know it will be okay. Him and the guys are going to Atlantic City and getting a room, having some strippers and hitting some bars after.

I can not believe how close my wedding is. All the years of life I wanted to become a wife, all the failed relationships and all the time the fiancé and I have been together. Its downright unreal. Moving into the house has been the greatest thing that's happened. When I do occasionally stay at my mom's its weird. We both wake up in a funk. We love being together. I look forward to the day with nervous anticipation. 22 Days out and I can't wait.