Here we go.

Second shower and bachelorette party tomorrow night. This should be nothing short of fantastic. Tomorrow's shower is the more "fun" of the two and could not technically be counted as a shower. The BFF TP has gone above and beyond the white tablecloths, mints-at-every-table, debutante shower and is making it a more laid-back wine tasting with friends. Plus, there will be meatballs. I've already chalked it up as a success.

But I will admit, part of me is slightly worried about the bachelorette party. I'm harkening back to my 21st birthday celebration in which I got extremely sick and needed 2 days to recover. And now, being 29, something tells me that it would take at least two weeks to recover from a similar situation. The 'ole body just can't hang like it used to. And I've got me two wild and crazy (and incredibly awesome) soon-to-be-sisters-in-law who know how to show someone a good time. Hopefully I will escape unscathed and with intestines intact. Or at the least, only slightly bruised.

The Big Island.

I do not intend to make this blog all gushy, mushy and bridezilla-like, but like it's been suggested, this would be a good place to record the wedding happenings. So, in keeping with this idea... we purchased the tickets for our honeymoon last night! Two first-class (innumerable thank you's go out to my parents for that one) tickets to Hawaii are in the possession of our hotmail and yahoo accounts.

I cannot wait to see Hawaii! The water, the sand, the volcanos, the luaus, the real plumeria leis, the coffee, I can barely stand to think about it. It will be yet another item that I can cross off my list of things to do in life. It's amazing how many of those I've been able to do the last year and a half.

Two months.

60 days from today! I hear all the time how quickly these next 2 months will go and I don't care for that. I want to remember all of this, I don't want it to go by in a blur.

What do I have to do to get time to slow down?

Heroes.

When last we left the fantastic foursome, they were on their way to a lovely baseball game up north to celebrate the birth of the eldest member of the foursome...

Scene: We find the fantastic foursome in a less-than-desirable flat tire situation on a major thoroughfare at approximately 11:00 p.m. Location: unknown. But we think somewhere near an exit titled, #18.

Suddenly, the Bat Signal flared, the adrenaline kicked in and the Flying Fiance was off! He was dodging traffic, toting tires, rattling off the names of tools that he needed like a surgeon demanding a scalpel from the nurse, throwing around lugnuts and jackhammers or some such. All the while maintaining a certain sense of calmness that allowed my 'rents and I to remain unpaniced as well. It was impressive. I was proud.

Due to his unimaginable superhero strength, he was able to bend steel and we were unable to complete the task alone. We called for reinforcements and were escorted home in the back of the car in the back of a tow truck. Alas, all was not lost. Our hero was victorious.

This lesson to be learned here is this: Heroes don't get flustered, boys and girls. It is always best to stay calm. Getting upset and pissy does not make the situation disappear, it only begets more stress. For all. This is definitely something this viewer learned.

Until next time, friends...

tragic.

There will never again be a time where the following sentence won't be used in reference to an unfortunate incident in America...

"The Homeland Security Department said the collapse did not appear to be terrorism-related"