53 days...

My Matron of Honor is my oldest, dearest friend.  She also happens to live almost 500 miles away.  But thanks to the brilliant minds who invented video-chatting, there are some nights when that distance matters not a bit.  One of those nights was this evening - and we got to talk "wedding shop" web-face to web-face. 

A few years ago, I was her Maid of Honor (honoring a pact we made to stand up for each other on the big day long before we even knew what those titles meant) and although our wedding styles are pretty different, our honest friendship has always made us a good match.