All weekend I've been periodically getting insane amounts of butterflies and slight dizzy spells, because the anticipation is KILLING ME. I just needed to reply, and it was driving me nutso. Plus I've been stressing out about my dress and stuff, so I just wanted to get it over with and have one less thing to worry about. So I did this:
Uh, yeah. I'm that awesome. I plopped it into a cute envelope covered in mustaches,
And gave it to Mr. Dalton to deliver in 2nd hour.
He got it, and now we're good! Now I just need money for a dress.....