My Best Friend's Wedding

This is my last full day in SL,UT for over a week since I take off for the 406 tomorrow night. This is a much needed break from everything going on in my life here, and it's even better because the point of the trip is to help one of my best friends int he whole world celebrate her wedding. She's marrying such a great guy, someone I've been lucky enough to become friends with as well during the time they've dated, and I couldn't be happier for both of them if I tried. Seriously, I've tried; it's physically impossible. This is going to be a week of partying with friends (like all my girls from working at Vicky's), spending time with my parents who've been going through some crazy health stuff recently, getting my fill of doggie cuddles, and doing all that wedding-y stuff like bachelorette parties and rehearsal dinners.

When Chelsey (the bride) and I were younger she told me I was her maid of honor, so when she actually got engaged we never did the whole '*silent tears* I love you so much will you be my MOH?' '*silent tears* I would be soooooooo honored. And I love you more' *cheek kiss cheek kiss*; we got straight to business and started talking wedding logistics. Since her entire side of the bridal party is not local coordinating was going to be more work than normal. We had skype planning sessions and knocked dress shopping off the list over Christmas break. All in all, this DIY has had pretty smooth sailing in the planning department. As a MOH I'm so lucky to get to be a part of this incredible life event of her's, and I'm doubly lucky for having someone who will not be a bridezilla. She's so relaxed, we keep joking that I'm more likely to me a MOH-zilla what with my OCD and Type A personality (I know, I sound great on paper).

Now that we're pretty much T-7 days from the wedding it's surreal that this is happening. When did I get old enough that my friends are a socially-acceptable age to get married? This is making me feel old. What's worse is the friend who is having a baby ON PURPOSE. I went to her wedding over a year ago now and she's having a little girl in September (or a big girl, you never know). I think this has created the speech procrastination I've been experiencing. I know what I want to say, but putting pen to paper is something I keep putting off. Shouldn't I have my speech done before the groom's vows? I feel like I should and he had his done over a week ago. Weird.

So here's to Chelsey and John, for starting their new life together and making me feel way too much like an adult in the process. Love you guys, but if you make me an aunt too soon I'm going to buy that kid every annoying toy on the market; I'm not ready for that level of responsibility.