Ok, first, and most importantly, Craig is home safe from Florida.  YAY!  Though I had a major anxiety attack yesterday about him flying home, I don't know why.  Everything's fine, though.

Second, and almost as equally important, I FOUND MY WEDDING DRESS!!

I will spare you all the excruciating details until I post pics.  This may take awhile.  I brought Sean, Grammy, and Rachel (my first OFFICIAL bridesmaid... I asked her Thursday and she said YES!  YAY!!).  Sean took pics with my camera, Rachel took pics with hers and is in the process of uploading them onto a flash drive for me so I can put them on my computer (as opposed to emailing them to me).  Rachel even wrote (and now typed up) notes about each dress lol.  She fuckin rocks.

Now the pics that Sean took are good.  Except.... Ugh.  I am a total "butterface".  You know, "She's got a great body, everything looks good about her BUT HER FACE."  Like seriously.  And I'm so self conscious about it.  For one thing, I had my hair pulled back in a clip in all the pics we took, which is my fault because in the excitement of it all, I forgot to put it down (as I plan on wearing it down for the wedding).  When my hair's pulled back, my ears really protrude, and I hate all profile shots of me cuz my nose is crooked and I had a breakout that day and I need to find a teeth whitener and UGH.  I need to get a whole new face .

So anyway.... I'm editing the pics Sean sent me so that I cut out my face.  Cuz GOD did I make some ugly faces lol.  Granted, most of the shots he took were candid and not posed, but still.  I'm really hating how I look.  I told Rachel about this and she was like, "Oh, I was hoping Sean got some good pics of you because I don't think you're gonna like how you look in my pictures."  Which is probably true, as she was off to my side, so they're all gonna be profile pictures.

Anyway.... My BODY looks amazing in the pics, but my face looks horrendous and then I say to myself, "WTF, why does Craig even find me attractive?", and then I go spiraling into self pity and all that shit.

I digress.  Once I get Rachel's pictures and edit those, I will make a formal, pic heavy post (or two) chronicling my dress journey.  I honestly wasn't expecting to find my dress that day, but I went in with an open mind.  I'm also one of those shoppers where you can look around for awhile and then suddenly see what you want and KNOW it's "the one".  I'd told myself that if I found something I loved, I'd go home and "sleep on it" but uhhh... that didn't happen haha.  The major indicators for me buying the dress right then and there were: 1) Grammy cried.  2) I finally felt like a "real girl", like a bride.  The dress made me feel BEAUTIFUL (despite my fugly face womp womp).  3) The price was SO RIGHT.  4) I am NOT a girly girl, I HATE getting dressed up (even hate wearing jeans)... but I did NOT want to take this dress off.  At all.  Ever.  And that was my "THIS IS THE ONE!" moment.... Didn't want to take the dress off  

So.... I have some editing of pics to do before the "official" post, but I will DEFINITELY be working hard on it.  I showed my mom pics of all the dresses EXCEPT the one I said yes to.  I told her she can see it in 6 months when it comes in and I go for my first fitting.  I want to see her reaction to it in person.  She's so gonna cry.

And Craig's gonna looooove it.  I look damn sexy in it!  And it's also elegant (for me anyway).... But nothing that I had been looking for lol.  I was so deadset on all the qualities of Maggie's Paigely (that was my #1 dress, in my eyes), and I went in the total opposite direction haha.  But you'll see what I mean later .

On a completely unrelated topic: Rachel convinced me to dl "Words with Friends".  That shit is ADDICTING, though the guy I'm playing against is taking FOREVER to make a word.... GAH!  But I've always loved Scrabble, so WWF is a nice, familiar game for me.  I'm channeling Grandma to help me find big scoring words.  She used to whoop my butt at Scrabble.  Her scores would be in the 300's, mine barely hit 120 lol.  I miss playing with her.

Ok so... that's my update, I think.  I fuckin LOVED trying on dresses (though it was tiring, especially after the anxiety of the morning), it was fun and exciting!  Wish I could try on more lol.  But I shouldn't because the dress is perfect and I'm gonna look amazing and feel great, and I'm SO HAPPY it's one less thing to worry about haha.

Happy weekend, y'all!