My wedding day Can you believe it's actually happening? I know, me either. I'm only slightly nervous that my fiancee might decide that I'm a bit more neurotic than he originally thought, but who can keep their cool at a time like this? Nothing's ready, my weight has ballooned up just a bit-no, more than a bit-and I'm petrified that I'm going to look like a giant marshmallow walking down the aisle in my dress. Deep breaths, Sammy. (Yes, I'm still talking to myself.) P.S. Your invitation is in the mail, I swear "