I have an incredibly sore throat, my voice is rapidly disappearing, this tiny print is the visual equivalent. I was supposed to be looking at dresses and stuff with Anne my chief bridesmaid today but after her hearing what I sounded like this morning, she suggested that it was best we postpone til next Saturday and that I go back to bed pronto.
So I'm still alive, just not feeling too clever at the moment.
Cassini Looking Home
3 hours ago