|My ovaries are quivering|
We got into town Monday afternoon,
after a morning full of me complaining about how early I had to wake up.
We went straight to his sister's house to see our new baby nephew,
then for the rest of the day Stephen begged me to give him a baby,
and for the rest of the day I told him I was not going to waddle down the aisle and he better calm himself.
Yesterday he groomed his dogs
(he is well trained in many things...)
and I looked through N.Ireland wedding magazines for kicks and ate a box of ferrero rocher.
We wined and dined with his friends last night in their ridiculously amazing converted barn turned home,
right in the middle of a massive field,
nestled below the mourne mountains.
We talked about clay pigeon shooting on their land for all of the men the day before the wedding,
to get the American guys in the N.Irish spirit ya know?
Tomorrow we are meeting our lovely wedding stylist, Ciara, for the first time in person,
and doing a full day of wedding planning.
THEN we leave on Friday for London!
you can play along on instagram with us here.