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Megan is here, and things are busy and hectic.  She and I are going to the aquarium today.  Just to have something to do.  She seems incapable of just sitting around relaxing, instead she always wants to just move from one exciting activity to the next.  I’m feeling exhausted already and she’s only been here a little more than 48 hours.  I don’t remember her being this way.

She seemed ecstatic about the idea of being my maid of honor, and I’m glad I got that over with.  For some reason I was feeling uncomfortable about having to ask her.  I knew she would be happy to do it, even though she lives 1500 miles away.  She always seems willing to jump on a plane and come to Boston for whatever reason she can find.  I think, in general, I’m just uncomfortable with asking people to do things for me.  

And there was a small part of me that was afraid Cindy you be upset that I didn’t ask her.  She lives here, after all.  But she is days away from having her second child and I didn’t want to burden her with that.  And, to be honest, sometimes I am amazed that she is capable of doing anything on her own and asking her to take the responsibility of being maid of honor would probably have really meant that all the responsibilities would have just fallen right back on me.  Megan, on the other hand, will take this thing and run with it.

Cindy didn’t seem upset at all about it, though.  Probably because she recognizes her own limitations with two young children.

Wedding planning as actually advancing pretty quickly, with us picking locations and making invite lists and all this stuff that I really don’t want to do, but seems to be part of the process.  I’d love to just have a tiny thing with a few friends, but it doesn’t appear that my family is going to be OK with that.

I haven’t written much about this, but Guy’s family isn’t completely thrilled about this whole thing.  They support him, but they seem to do it reluctantly.  They never really accepted the idea that Guy is bisexual and they were in denial with him and me before I came out as a transgirl.  Now, as I’ve transitioned, they’ve actually appeared to warm up to me more.  I guess they are happy they can at least tell people that their son is marrying a woman.  They’ve never been mean to me or anything like that, I just think they wanted to believe that Guy and I are just friends.  And now that I’m wearing his ring they’ve learned that they have to accept that this is more than that.