Of course this can change in a heartbeat. It is New England, after all. But hey, for now, I’ll take it!

I don’t know why it’s so tiny, but that says mostly sunny, high of 55 degrees.

Do you know what happens 10 days before your wedding? You start buying really random things. A hole punch. Two taper candles. Four red and four purple umbrellas. You’ll also spend the weekend prior assembling three-quarters of your programs, only to have your fiance notice a typo that you hadn’t seen the 40 times you read through it. You will then end up pulling out ribbons, discarding inserts and quite possibly having a good cry, only to start over from scratch the next day.

Ten days. Six and a half days of work. And then it’s wedding time.

Holy. Crap.