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I, friends, have completely lost my edge. I am now about as hardcore and controversial as a Q-Tip. Emily went to the doctor today and got her second hepatitis shot. She cried for less than 30 seconds. I cried for a whole lot longer. It was just so sad. Her little face was so red and upset and hurt and her cries were so desperate and wounded that I couldn't help it. But she forgot about it a good 4 minutes before I did. And now she's sleeping happily in her crib with all her animal friends while I still feel horrible.
Anyway, Ed and I scored a nap after our outing to the doctor and to IHOP. I feel nice. Now I'm working on wedding plans. It's fun but there's sooooo much.
One of the chicks I asked to be a bridesmaid declined, leaving me with no one else to possibly ask without feeling moronic. I don't have many female friends, and Ed has alot of guy friends. He ideally would have four or his friends plus both our brothers in the wedding party, where I have only my sister and three friends. I don't think I can even find one more bridesmaid, let alone two. So he'll have to cut down.
And the freaking priest won't get back to us about the day. He's supposed to be a personal friend of Ed's family, yet he won't call us back. What kind of commie bullshit is that? LOL, I love that phrase.
Sunday night my parents are watching the baby so Ed and I can have a date night. I'm psyched. And hopefully Monday night I'll be able to join Kitty for the bowling goodness she speaks of in her journal. Rock on.