Someone called me...

yesterday and said in her message, "Have you killed him yet? I'm sure you're stressed. Call me." I really had no idea what my girlfriends were talking about when they said they were going to kill their soon to be husbands or that they were about 2 seconds away from calling the whole thing off the week of their wedding. Maybe now I have an inkling of what they were feeling. I'm not going to kill him and I'm not calling anything off, not to worry. But when simple things like me wanting tortilla chips and him wanting Doritos sends me stomping off in the opposite direction of him in a grocery store, I know the stress is getting to me. So, in this final week before the wedding I am trying to tell myself to breathe....in through my nose, out through my mouth.

"Behave now..."

said Clementine at the County Clerks office in Santa Rosa. Yesterday Richard and I ventured out to get our marriage license. Richard was all jokes and smiles, even clapping for the couple in front of us who was also applying for their marriage license. He made funny quips about how this was the last day of freedom, how we can't turn back now, and my personal favorite when there were two Richard Clark's with different brides in the system..."Don't tell her there's another woman!" And even though he raised his right hand and recited the "name change" statement with more emotion than the best actor out there, it was fun and exciting to do this life-changing thing together. I'm ready for next weekend and a lifetime of fun with my groom.