Your big sister is getting married tomorrow.
Wow.
Get every nail on your body done. You have to look good, you know. Smudge your nails. Well, you tried.
Survive rehearsal. It's not so bad, really. Thanks heavens to Betsy for wedding planners who really know how to get people moving. Thank heavens to Murgatroid for little Joy, who runs around the entire time passing people grapes.
Survive the rehearsal dinner. Especially survive frozen lasagnas that take over two hours to bake. Damn things.
When all is said and done, give your sister a Links London bracelet. Just a small sister to sister gift.
Watch her cry. Do some crying of your own. She's getting married tomorrow, after all.
Go home to put the finishing touches on your speech. It didn't come out so bad, you don't think. Just say it from the heart, and it will all be just fine.
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