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My invitations have arrived!

I am really excited about this because they look so nice. Not even my parents could complain about them though here reality must force me to adopt a wait-and-see policy.

Also, I finally got a hold of my sister last week. And it is true! The bridesmaids dresses have all been ordered including her dress. I realise I am sounding like a truly bountiful bride today, full of hopes and fluffy dreams. It even happens to me. I need weeks like this when wedding necessities straighten themselves out.

And there is more, while on the phone with my sister we discussed the prospects of a shower for me. I had not really thought that anyone would be giving me a shower but one of my bridesmaids has graciously opened her home for the occasion and my sister is organising all the other bridesmaids into building a feast of food in my honour.

It will not be a huge due, but my sister assures me that with even just a few people there, my wedding is a cause of celebration and will be treated as such. The real joy for me is that I have been told that I will not be involved in it at all. This was my biggest worry, that I would have to mediate in more family decisions. I was willing to forgo the shower altogether to avoid this, but instead my sister - whom I must add has been the most supportive and kind person throughout - told me not to worry about a thing.

However, it was with an evil tone in her voice that she added how I really should be spending more time worrying about the hen night she is planning for me. And that, I believe, is putting it mildly, since I am sure it will involve mass humiliation and embarrassment. But she is not just my maid-of-honour, she is also my younger sister, and as such, has been waiting for this moment all her life. I will be paying dearly for cheating at board games and stuffing her down the bed crack as a child.

07 June 2000

Stacie Lewis