Such a girly girl.

My best friend has asked me to be the Maid of Honour, henceforth to be referred to as the MOH, at her wedding in May. :) We'd decided a million years ago that we were going to be each other's MOHs and she's getting dragged to the altar first. I hate organizing stuff like this, so luckily she's all over the whole thing. I still have to arrange the shower and stuff like that. Bleah. But I guess I can deal with that. I'm palming off any arrangements for my own wedding (in like... thirty years) on my own MOH. Tee hee.

So imagine my shock when I look at the time and realize that I've been checking out bridal links and stuff like that for the last two hours...and enjoying myself. The heat is definitely getting to me. :)