What a weekend. I spent who-knows-how-much on jewelry and various electronics. Seriously. Lindsey and I also went deep sea fishing before a meal in a you-can't-spend-less-than-$500-here restaurant overlooking the ocean. I have never touched so many diamonds or shook so many hands. What a world we live in.

Speaking of which, I bought a new camera. Finally. I have my new phone as well, so call me, everybody.

There are nineteen days between now and the wedding. I wish May 20 would get here; I'm tired of waiting. Everything is in place, as far as I'm concerned. Lindsey's mother seems a tad worried, but Lindsey tells me she would be no less worried if everything were perfectly tuned three years in advance with an infinite budget and a direct phone line to God. (I'm only kidding, of course. Kathy has been a huge help.) So, no worries! Everything is going to be fine and dandy. I need to arrange the music for the reception, finalize the vows, and maybe start work on the PowerPoint.

We are officially into "crunch time." This is it.