anyone get the license number of the truck that hit me?

I've been sort of nursing a cough for about a week and a half - ever since coming home from the rehearsal where I decided not to sing the concert that's a week before my wedding, because it's a week before my wedding - but feeling fine. Coughing and kind of sounding like Lauren Bacall, but feeling fine. And then this morning I woke up not feeling at all fine. I e-mailed in to work and went back to bed and slept until 10am, and then came downstairs and read a bit here and there in between my two naps. Sometimes when I'm home all day I get bored, but today I just felt too crappy.

But in good news, this afternoon the shop called to say my wedding dress has arrived. Meep! Recall that the estimated delivery date was two days before the wedding, so it was lucky that the only alteration it needs is bustling. Even so, that was much too close for comfort. So I'm glad it's here now. I'm going in to get it bustled up on Tuesday, and that's really the last big item that was out of our control that is now taken care of. Whew.

Alas: we are out of NyQuil. I shall have to make do with its component parts, including a bit of benadryl, because I want to be sure my sleep tonight is not disturbed with dreams. Time to go there as soon as I finish drinking this (decaf) tea, I think.