I also have to pack for my big trip to Bahston tomorrow and straighten up the apartment a little so that Mike isn't horrified by what he'll be coming home too. (Also, this is so Matty H. and his girl don't see the sloth we live in when they come by to feed the kitties.

Tomorrow night it's dinner with the best friend and her brother. Saturday is wedding dress shopping hell followed by drinks with SB (or is it SM now?) and her hubby. I can't wait...