My birthday was uneventful...

Twenty-eight! Late twenties! Have traded in (most of) my chunky shoes! Use a "firming cream" twice daily on my "delicate eye area" (mostly because of the hell I put it through during shows, but nevertheless) and an alcohol-free toner! Getting married in eight days! Extremely excited about wine glasses and Kitchen Aid Artisan Stand Mixers in Empire Red! Starting to worry about my parents' health (okay, that started last year, but whatever)! Beginning to think about thinking about starting a family (but still extremely excited that my monthly friend will leave the day before the wedding)! Enjoy watching cooking shows (if only because I am strangely attracted to the nerdy, anal-retentive, pop culture-spouting, possibly closeted host)! Spent several hours winding yarn the other day!...

How else am I "old"? The Jim Morrison poster came down in, like, 1997... No, I don't actually feel old. Just needed to get that out of my system a bit.

/rant

...Anyway, it was uneventful. Monday night was fun, though--Mark and I bought some wine to taste for the reception, and ended up splitting a bottle of champagne (wouldn't want it to go flat). It was kind of silly. So we're currently in full-steam-ahead mode, sending out thank-you notes and working up the programs. My current drama is that the church doesn't have a real organ--just some sort of MIDI contraption, which pisses me off, but anyway--and the "organist" isn't sure one of the pieces will work (a critical piece--the duet from the Bach cantata, to be performed during the Eucharist) because it has running 32nd notes originally scored for a violin and he wonders whether this keyboard-thing can handle it. So I have a call out to the church's music director to see if they have an actual piano. Drama!

Sidebar: I ought to comment on the Pope thing. He died during my bridal shower Saturday, as many of you know... It's sad, but he was old and sick, and is surely happier where he is now. As all are well aware, I've never been one for authority figures, religious or otherwise (save Bill Clinton, perhaps--though not in a Monica Lewinski-type way), but as far as popes go he wasn't too bad, honestly. I just hope the next guy wakes up about contraception and a permanent female diaconate--if not, sensible Catholics will just continue practicing what we think is right, versus what some old guy tells us is right.