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Terror might be a bit of an over exaggeration, but not by much.  Saturday is the niece's wedding and in a fit of (to borrow a phrase from Nero Wolfe) nincompoopery I agreed to be my father-in-law's minion.  He is an excellent photographer, even did some work for UPI at one time, and used to shoot the Seahawk's games (American Football).  So, needless to say, he is going to do beautiful work.  BUT, what the h-e-double-hockey-sticks was I thinking???  It would be one thing if I was just to be the back up photographer (and for the actual wedding, I will be, whew), but I have to do the pre-wedding girly type stuff on my own!  Yikes! The hair fixing photos, the getting make up on photos, the getting dressed photos, the photos of the dress, shoes, bouquet and all that stuff before we get to the point where Dad can take over.  I just don't want to totally screw this up.  The hubby is NOT helping by saying, "Dad always refused to do wedding photography because nobody ever likes their wedding photos."  Yeah, thanks, that's helping my nerves.  I've been slowly working myself into a state of near total panic! 

So, I've been a bit lax in my LJ-ing once again.  Once this event is over I will probably be able to relax a bit, but until then, I'm afraid I'll be a raving lunatic.  As long as I can make it through Saturday, I'll be fine.

Not to mention Saturday would have been Rochester's 6th birthday.