Lady

There are days when all I want to do is lie in bed, stare at the ceiling, and dreamily sigh about how incredibly lucky I am to have her in my life.

The wedding plans and preperations are proceeding apace. I still haven't found the perfect dress yet. Never fear, I'll know it when I see it. I just don't think I've seen it. It's entirely possible that I'll design something myself. Working with a professional, of course. I happen to think I have good fashion sense, but I'm no Donatella Versace.

I did find shoes. I want something tasteful, feminine, and comfortable. I mean, I'll be in them all day. I love heels. I adore all my shoes. But most of them, I don't like wearing for more than a few hours at a time. So, I'm thinking sandals. White, with gold trim. I found an amazingly pretty pair, on sale, and had to buy them.

For someone who hasn't really worked much in a while, I sure do shop a lot.

I've talked to Momma. News about the wedding hasn't broken big yet, but a lot of people back home know about it. A lot of them don't approve. I'm a Texan woman, after all. Daddy's a big money attorney. They're saying he should've raised his little girl right. They're saying, why can't she find a man, like she's supposed to?

I'm saying, those who say that need not apply. I'm marrying the person I fell in love with. That person happens to be a woman. If you can't be happy for me, if you want to waste your time, and mine, asking idiotic questions...then stay in Texas.

Me? I'll be busy waking up to the most amazing woman I've ever met.

I know, Asia, I promised an entry about my favorite movie, and this was all over the place. Next time. Promise.