Weekend

So remember how I said I'd dreamt about every possible facet of the wedding? Well, I was wrong. I missed one totally crucial element: my toenail polish. Yes, ladies and gents, I had a long and detailed dream about realizing on the morning of the wedding that the bottle of toenail polish I'd bought wasn't the shade I had thought it was, and dragging the entire bridal party through drugstore after drugstore in search of the perfect color.

In other news, trinityvixen had a good idea, and transportation hates me.

( trinityvixen's historical tour )

( Why doesn't transportation like me? )

So yeah. Weekend. Wedding. Less than a week. AAAAAAHHHHH!!!