Twenty Weeks until there is a *new* Mrs Bogaart in town

Well, here I am, at work. Yes, I do manage to find time to blog, even while saving lives (tonight it's mostly bum-wiping).

Pursuant to my previous blog: the dress-fitting went off very well. We have our next few dress fittings scheduled. Jane is coming up to our place on June 13-15. If anyone would like to stop by, and see the magic, they are welcome.

Let me give you a little glimpse of the magic that is Jane:
She has now lined the "dress" (it's still the pattern version - steel-grey polyester) but, as soon as I put it on, these funny rolls of fabric appeared. Not to be daunted, Jane unpinned the dress from my skin, ripped out a seemingly random seam, and Voila! Rolls are gone. Gee, maybe she should consider a career change - plastic surgery is big money these days.

It's late Saurday night now (technically Sunday morning). I am driving to Ottawa in the morning. My Danna-bear is convocating from law school on Monday. I love the name dropping ("yah, my best friend, the human rights lawyer" has a nice ring...no?). I am going to go cheer her on. Then, hopefully, we are going to do some work on this wedding. Having a little bit of panic over noticing that there are just 20 weeks until the Matt and Kendra Show is laid to rest. On the agenda are:

• bouquets
  
• centrepieces
  
• decorations for the hall
  
• jewellery
  

Did i mention that, before Danna went off to become a lawyer, she used to be a florist? Well, she did. I am so glad that I have such talented folks in my life. Thanks guys!

Ok. Time to go do rounds, gotta make sure they are all breathing. I know the lady in bed 10 is, she is snoring like a drunk. And the guy in 3 just rolled over and farted.