Jul 10, 2010 15:01
I am having issues with my dress. I think it's fixed, but we'll see. Rubber bands and a short-sleeve cardigan do a surprising lot of good.
Of course, having to fix my dress is what made Stewart late to go pick up the friend we're going with... not his ignoring me and sleeping in for an extra hour, nor his fiddling about in the bathroom for yet another hour.
Nope, all my fault.
It's apparently also my fault he fannied about and didn't wrap the wedding gift, because I didn't remind him enough, so he has to stop at the store and get wrapping paper and come back here to wrap it, before driving all the way out to Edgefield for the wedding at five o'clock.