i've written about it before and i'll likely write about it again--sometimes relief is spelled t-h-r-e-a-d-i-n-g!! say it again sistah! RELIEF! mmmhmmm--yesssss.

strange the euphoria that comes over me just from clean shapely forehead hair.

yesterday was another bridal prep day. we met at 128th and 84th in surrey. in that land of indian shops and restaurants and banquet halls. i was first because i'm rad. moninder, armed with her mom was next and fatima in her little red-mobile was last. that's just the order i'm not placing judgement except to say i'm rad and that fact is not something a person in the know would doubt. i'm rad and the world should know it. :)

radness aside, we went to a place and looked at some wedding jewels and bangles. this is when meena wrecked the place. fatima and i told her not to, but she did regardless. what a wild woman she is.

we went to another place. have i said both places were in the stifling heat category? well they were deep into this category. deep woods into it. i tried not to complain but i was suffocating on heat waves. a little bit. i was suffocating a little bit. let's not be dramatic here. so anywilly, fatima the indian princess of my youthful knowing, found some beautiful gorgeous and unique pieces. which is only as it should be. i myself got some pretty bangles and dangly doo-dahd-arellas for my lobes.

then we drove to moninder's mom's place. fateemah and i made a stop at the golden you know whats and got some foods. bottled water was thrust upon me although i repeated pleaded for orange juice.

we worked on the veil again. again we were not satisfied. i'm a superfluous person at the veil attempts. i have not one iota of intelligence to lend to that endeavour. plus i'm not allowed to do the pinning. during this time of trial and error i confessed to the girls that my jean capris were looking horrid on me. then i revealed to them the saggy bum. shock and horror were the results.

imagine how i feel. i've got a sag bag bum pair of capris.