Jitter bug

So we're all a bit wound up. Why? I don't know really. The weather forecast is good and so many friends are looking forward to it. But there is the matter of our rapidly dessimating guestlist. Every time the phone rings, I seize up in fear it will be another cancellation. So Stuart says now is the time we have to let go of the stress, and just enjoy ourselves no matter what happens. (I think he's talking about me here). And so I will. Because my family is here and having a wonderful time, and because my in-laws have been so incredible to me, we've got peppermint tea on tap, and Blackpool Rock place settings and a gorgeous colour scheme, my dress is fantastic, I keep receiving cards and messages from friends and family that make me cry, and my groom is gorgeous. And I love him so immensely it swamps me. It's when we're about to go to sleep most nights that I feel it best, and I just hug him so tightly and remember how it feels with all of me because if I ever didn't know any more, I just don't know what I would do.

Two more days until Paul McCartney's sixty fourth birthday.