One more day

We are up, barely, trying hard to wake up. The bride and groom will be here shortly and we are supposed to be ready for them, we are not. Today we are setting up the reception hall and then coming home to clean up, and then off to the rehearsal, followed by dinner and party and then who knows what.

I do know that the groom and his posse are spending the night here. I wonder how much sleep I will get. I was invited to spend the night with the girls, but I doubt they will sleep much either. Guess I will be the mother of the groom with fancy hair and deep dark circles under my eyes… wonder why isn’t that fashionable?