Flying like a crazy mad-hatter, too much to do, clocks ticking. Wedding cakes to bake, bouquets to make, re-organizing the kitchen cupboards, mother-in-laws coming, wedding tomorrow, swaps to complete, crafty mess to hide before my American Husband has a break down. Ugh...and then there is that pesky little thing called employment that would like me to show up, well, at least my bank account would like the paycheck it provides, so the later is mandatory. Praying with out ceasing, a shower would be nice. All that said, if only I could look like Ms. Apron who looks like she is just so much more organized than I!
My cup runneth over....If only I could have legs like that and fish nets under my apron!