20th December 2004
I'm so stressed about the wedding, I'm thankful the dress and so on have been sorted. Robert has had his stag night; I don't know the details but Oliver told me it was tasteful. I'm having a sophisticated hen night, so I'm going out to dinner with a few friends. Miriam and Selma are coming to help me with preparing for the wedding. I have a horrible feeling they will compete to be maid of honour.
Robert has a strange habit of rubbing my nose before we go to bed; I have no idea why he does that. When I ask him why he just grins and shrugs. I called him snuggle buggy, to get him to tell my why; he hates it when I call him that, it's a pet name. He calls me his little red-eyed hedgehog, I get annoyed when he calls me that when I'm in a mood or busy.
Eleven more days until the wedding, I'm excited!