5 weeks out…

MC is tromping around upstairs. I’m in the basement b/c it’s darn hot upstairs and the basement is the only place that stays cool.

Typing away, and I can hear Stacey’s wedding flats tapping on the wood floor above. Now I know why my downstairs neighbor (Sing) in Van didn’t like my “wooden shoes”. Also called clogs.

So I know that Stacey is trying on her dress, I’m not allowed in the upstairs back rooms right now. I just left a package of inner-silk liner by the door so that when I was back downstairs she could open the door and retrieve the package. The big secret!

I’ll see the dress when you do…

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