Sunday was nice and lazy. Slept in, got up, Tracy made hash like Alton Brown said how to for lunch, watched Deep Blue Sea on TNT, (I don't think I've ever seen that unedited for TV), before finally heading out for a walk before church. We made it down to Pastoral and picked up a nice Goat's Milk cheese from France, partly due to it's strength and nationality (Tracy has a bias against domestic cheeses). After church we picked up some walnuts with plans to finally make some caramelized peppered walnuts but that didn't happen. We just ordered ribs from Hecky's, which weren't nearly as good this time around (I think because they were Chicago style instead of smoked), which we ate while watching Take the Lead, another ballroom dance movie. Not bad. We looked over the rest of our wedding stuff, and it doesn't look like we're missing anything. But of course that's not completely settling. There's only 54 days left. So yes, the stress is getting to me a little. Just scared that we're gonna forget something, that's all. And strangely enough, Tracy is nice and calm about everything, and I'm the one kind of freaking out. Whatever. I'm sure everything's gonna be fine.