{“Get well soon” gift my sweet bridesmaid Barbara dropped off this morning}

I am feeling infinitely better after sleeping for 16 hours last night, which was interrupted by only one melodramatic episode in which I got up to go to the bathroom and passed out on my way there. Which scared the crap out of Tony and the dogs. (I’d like to say I fainted glamorously like an Old Hollywood starlet, but I hit the floor like a dead bear.) I won’t go into the nitty gritty details because it’s almost dinnertime and I’m a lady, but Tony changed me out of my sweat-soaked clothes and carried me back to bed, Whitney Houston in The Bodyguard-style. It’s always been my fantasy to be carried that way… I just wish it had been under circumstances where I looked beautiful and ethereal, maybe with flowing hair in a wedding gown, not crying while asking if I pooped myself (for the record, I did not!), and if he still wanted to marry me. He said yes. That, my friends, is true romance.

I spent the majority of the day in bed trolling the internet, so here are a few of the links that kept me busy:

Amy Poehler Is Really Making Herself Uncomfortable {Fast Company}

Your Ultimate Guide To Outdoor Movie Screenings In Los Angeles {LAist}

Cancer Survivor Designs Cards She Wishes She’d Received From Friends And Family {Slate}

11 Make-Up Artists All Time Favorite Products {The Coveteur}

Shopping App That Notifies You When Prices Drop On Your Fave Items {Worth It}

12 Unforgettable Wedding Moments {A Cup of Jo}

36 Dishes To Bring To An Outdoor Party (I can’t wait to try the Mexican Corn Salad) {bon appetit}

Disney Asked 9 Designers To Create Their Version of Cinderella’s Glass Slipper {Refinery29}