was amazing.
We don't really want to be home right now. There's no fresh breakfast delivery at our apartment, sadly. Nor are there poolside drinks, or spa services, or clear blue ocean...
Our wedding was equally amazing; we spent much of our week away discussing just how awesome it was. I will try to recap later, but for now, I need to convince my husband (ha! I love writing that!) to turn off Fox News Channel and go vote.
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11.04.2008
10.23.2008
Feelin' Newsy
- Marriage/Wedding coming right up, in about 52 hours. Feeling really calm and happy, and about to head out the door to Bliss for a massage.
- Thank you, unidentified neighbor, for the free internets. All the last minute planning this week would have been impossible without it.
- My long-standing crush on Brian Williams might be over, due to his quasi-endorsement of McCain, which I discovered in AARP magazine while waiting for my therapy appointment today.
- Oh, and did I mention I'm going back to work on November 10th? No? I can't really even think about it until I get back.
- Honeymoon location remains a surprise (for me). Surprised that it has remained a surprise, given my predilection for snooping, and B's tendency to blurt.
- And in case I forget to tell you later, I had an awesome time at our wedding.
- Thank you, unidentified neighbor, for the free internets. All the last minute planning this week would have been impossible without it.
- My long-standing crush on Brian Williams might be over, due to his quasi-endorsement of McCain, which I discovered in AARP magazine while waiting for my therapy appointment today.
- Oh, and did I mention I'm going back to work on November 10th? No? I can't really even think about it until I get back.
- Honeymoon location remains a surprise (for me). Surprised that it has remained a surprise, given my predilection for snooping, and B's tendency to blurt.
- And in case I forget to tell you later, I had an awesome time at our wedding.
10.16.2008
It's All Small Details
- We're in the new apartment and we have free internet coming from somewhere.
- The apartment is HUGE. We love it, despite the mess of boxes and clothing and whatnot.
- We can't figure out how to turn the shower on. I am going to call the super. He will have to show me. This will be embarrassing.
- Stewbert is adjusting well, although he has certainly amped up his frantic eating/barking/ball playing activities as B leaves the apartment.
- Oh yeah, we're getting married in 9 days.
- Met with the DJ on Tuesday night who said that our first dance song was the best that he's seen in a long time. Score! He is going to invite people to dance with us after one minute, thus taking a lot of the performance pressure away.
- I'm changing my name personally, not professionally. It's strange to see my new name. I'm sad to leave behind my old name.
- I was also sad to leave the old apartment. Even though I really wanted to move, that place had a lot of memories.
- And we knew how to work the shower.
- The apartment is HUGE. We love it, despite the mess of boxes and clothing and whatnot.
- We can't figure out how to turn the shower on. I am going to call the super. He will have to show me. This will be embarrassing.
- Stewbert is adjusting well, although he has certainly amped up his frantic eating/barking/ball playing activities as B leaves the apartment.
- Oh yeah, we're getting married in 9 days.
- Met with the DJ on Tuesday night who said that our first dance song was the best that he's seen in a long time. Score! He is going to invite people to dance with us after one minute, thus taking a lot of the performance pressure away.
- I'm changing my name personally, not professionally. It's strange to see my new name. I'm sad to leave behind my old name.
- I was also sad to leave the old apartment. Even though I really wanted to move, that place had a lot of memories.
- And we knew how to work the shower.
10.10.2008
Almost There
We're just over 2 weeks to our wedding, and one week away from moving.
This morning, we started with a reminder to be calm to each other amid all of the stress. And then wishing each other a happy fifteen-month anniversary.
Later today, my favorite people start arriving for shower/bachelorette madness.
It's all really happening. Excuse me while I pinch myself repeatedly.
This morning, we started with a reminder to be calm to each other amid all of the stress. And then wishing each other a happy fifteen-month anniversary.
Later today, my favorite people start arriving for shower/bachelorette madness.
It's all really happening. Excuse me while I pinch myself repeatedly.
10.06.2008
Broke But Happy
B and I signed our lease today! We're going to move October 17th, and for those of you following along at home, that would be 8 days before our wedding. Yup. 8 days.
The *good* thing is that we love our new apartment (more space! less expensive! great neighborhood!) and plans are already being made to paint and decorate and nest.
The bad thing(s) is(are), moving is expensive and weddings are expensive. Nesting is expensive. And I'm still waiting on details (important ones, like salary and benefits and, oh, start date) regarding my new job.
Stressful, yes - but we're getting married soon. I think I'll just go ahead and celebrate that small fact, and worry about the rest in November.
The *good* thing is that we love our new apartment (more space! less expensive! great neighborhood!) and plans are already being made to paint and decorate and nest.
The bad thing(s) is(are), moving is expensive and weddings are expensive. Nesting is expensive. And I'm still waiting on details (important ones, like salary and benefits and, oh, start date) regarding my new job.
Stressful, yes - but we're getting married soon. I think I'll just go ahead and celebrate that small fact, and worry about the rest in November.
10.02.2008
Happiness Is...
struggling to zip up your wedding gown during your second fitting and hearing your mother say (cheerily), "salads only for the next month!"
(No worries, the dress was crooked, and fits perfectly when aligned properly. Bring on the donuts.)
(No worries, the dress was crooked, and fits perfectly when aligned properly. Bring on the donuts.)
9.24.2008
New Wedding Theme
And it is called: F*ck the special details*.
Because seriously, the regular details are just about killing me right now.
*borrowed from the girls over at Indiebride
Because seriously, the regular details are just about killing me right now.
*borrowed from the girls over at Indiebride
9.05.2008
Bloggity Blog Blog
So, it's my birthday this weekend, but I don't have a birthday kinda feeling because 1) I'm turning a not-too-exciting number and can't really be bothered to care and 2) I'm having a couple of big parties within the next 6 weeks and then the BIGGEST PARTY EVER (which, yes, I realize I need to share with B) so celebrating is covered.
Anyway, on Saturday, I'll take a little break from my self-imposed September "health month" and have some sangria and some simple carbs with friends and then Sunday, another little break from the good-nutrition madness since B and I are going out to dinner.
(Oh, and the health month thing? A friend mentioned challah the other day and I nearly leapt through the phone to cram it in my mouth. Cravings aren't pretty, people.)
Unrelated: we're looking for a random z-list celebrity to invite to the wedding. When my brother and SIL got married 7 years ago, they invited Nipsey Russell (awesomest choice ever), but since he's long since departed this earth (I miss you Nipsey, wherever you are) we need other options. My vote is for that guy from the Police Academy movies who can make all the cool noises with his mouth.
Anyway, on Saturday, I'll take a little break from my self-imposed September "health month" and have some sangria and some simple carbs with friends and then Sunday, another little break from the good-nutrition madness since B and I are going out to dinner.
(Oh, and the health month thing? A friend mentioned challah the other day and I nearly leapt through the phone to cram it in my mouth. Cravings aren't pretty, people.)
Unrelated: we're looking for a random z-list celebrity to invite to the wedding. When my brother and SIL got married 7 years ago, they invited Nipsey Russell (awesomest choice ever), but since he's long since departed this earth (I miss you Nipsey, wherever you are) we need other options. My vote is for that guy from the Police Academy movies who can make all the cool noises with his mouth.
9.01.2008
Can We Get An Old Car?
While watching a musical montage in Remember the Titans, The Librarian and I had the following exchange:
TL: "Next time we have to get really psyched up for something, we should wreck a car".
RC: "Um, sure. Like what?
TL: "Your bachelorette party".
TL: "Next time we have to get really psyched up for something, we should wreck a car".
RC: "Um, sure. Like what?
TL: "Your bachelorette party".
8.29.2008
Works Of Art, People!
The invites are in the mail. THE INVITES ARE IN THE MAIL! And now, I'm off to get d-runk.
(Note: to blog readers who are getting invites - you're gonna frame yours, right?? There is absolutely NO WAY that you would throw it out, right? RIGHT????)
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
I wish I was kidding about this, but I'm off to Paper Presentation shortly, to begin Day 4 of creating the wedding invites. They're not even that complicated!!!
8.25.2008
8.25.08
We're two months out from the BIG DAAAAAAAAAAAY.
Along with assembling the invitations, I've been doing a lot of thinking about job stuff. I know I need to go back to work, while also knowing that I cannot allow myself to be in a situation that makes me as physically and mentally sick as my last job. Does that mean a career outside of social work? I dunno.
(Oh, and about the invites? I don't know why I care so deeply about what they look like, or the wording, or any of the other things I'm reviewing over and over again. If I really wanted a reason, I guess I could just pick any one of the Freudian defense mechanisms and apply blindly.)
Along with assembling the invitations, I've been doing a lot of thinking about job stuff. I know I need to go back to work, while also knowing that I cannot allow myself to be in a situation that makes me as physically and mentally sick as my last job. Does that mean a career outside of social work? I dunno.
(Oh, and about the invites? I don't know why I care so deeply about what they look like, or the wording, or any of the other things I'm reviewing over and over again. If I really wanted a reason, I guess I could just pick any one of the Freudian defense mechanisms and apply blindly.)
8.22.2008
8.08.2008
I'm Not Ready
Just in time for the end of summer, I have the drink of the summer.
Yes, developing a mild addiction to something containing both alcohol and sugar is a supremely good idea right about now. Because my wedding dress arrived in the store yesterday, 6 weeks early, and I don't want to even try to cram myself into it until September.
The other thing I'm not ready for? To be living in some sort of alternate 1950's universe where the majority of my day is comprised of grocery shopping, cleaning, cooking, and other household-related errands.
Yes, developing a mild addiction to something containing both alcohol and sugar is a supremely good idea right about now. Because my wedding dress arrived in the store yesterday, 6 weeks early, and I don't want to even try to cram myself into it until September.
The other thing I'm not ready for? To be living in some sort of alternate 1950's universe where the majority of my day is comprised of grocery shopping, cleaning, cooking, and other household-related errands.
8.04.2008
Shoes!
Last Tuesday, while wasting time in DSW, I came upon the perfect shoes for the wedding. However, I didn't actually buy them because they were the first pair that I had tried on, and I have a lot of time until I need to get the shoes, and my finances are sketchy, and etc.
Of course, as the week went along, I became obsessed with the shoes, and was then convinced that by the time I went back to get them, they'd be out of my size, and everything would be ruined. Seriously. Whole wedding. Ruined.
Well, while I was livin' it up in Georgia this weekend, B surprised me by buying the shoes. (He's da bomb diggity.)
How much do we love these? Too much, perhaps.
Of course, as the week went along, I became obsessed with the shoes, and was then convinced that by the time I went back to get them, they'd be out of my size, and everything would be ruined. Seriously. Whole wedding. Ruined.
Well, while I was livin' it up in Georgia this weekend, B surprised me by buying the shoes. (He's da bomb diggity.)
How much do we love these? Too much, perhaps.
7.18.2008
B.Y.O.F.
One week ago, B and I went to a tasting for a potential caterer for the wedding. And it was AWESOME.
The only issue was that said caterer was about $4000 more than any other caterer that had sent a proposal to us.
So we wrote the next day and explained that we would love for them to cater the wedding *if* they could work within our budget. Which should be pretty simple, given that we provided specific ways in which to reduce the costs (example: eliminate one of the cocktail hour stations, explain why the rental pricing was much higher than other vendors, don't offer sushi, etc.)
When they didn't respond, I called them on Tuesday morning. I spoke with the catering manager, who was very nice, and promised a call back before the end of the day. Which turned out to be a big fat lie.
B called the next day and spoke with the owner, who assured him that we would have a response by the time we left town on Saturday.
Well, the clock is ticking, and needless to say, I'm getting nervous. I believe our guests would like to eat at our wedding. I also believe that if the caterer can't work with us, that it is pretty simple to communicate same.
B, on the other hand, is writing a "humorous" story (for publication, perhaps) about a quasi-bridezilla.
The only issue was that said caterer was about $4000 more than any other caterer that had sent a proposal to us.
So we wrote the next day and explained that we would love for them to cater the wedding *if* they could work within our budget. Which should be pretty simple, given that we provided specific ways in which to reduce the costs (example: eliminate one of the cocktail hour stations, explain why the rental pricing was much higher than other vendors, don't offer sushi, etc.)
When they didn't respond, I called them on Tuesday morning. I spoke with the catering manager, who was very nice, and promised a call back before the end of the day. Which turned out to be a big fat lie.
B called the next day and spoke with the owner, who assured him that we would have a response by the time we left town on Saturday.
Well, the clock is ticking, and needless to say, I'm getting nervous. I believe our guests would like to eat at our wedding. I also believe that if the caterer can't work with us, that it is pretty simple to communicate same.
B, on the other hand, is writing a "humorous" story (for publication, perhaps) about a quasi-bridezilla.
7.13.2008
Oh Dear
After a very productive hunt for invitation paper (and stops for pretzel-croissants at City Bakery and cupcake sampling at Cupcake Cafe) I believe I've changed the entire color scheme for the wedding.
Pending B's approval, of course.
(Props to MS for his unwavering enthusiasm during the quest.)
Pending B's approval, of course.
(Props to MS for his unwavering enthusiasm during the quest.)
6.16.2008
6.12.2008
Nighty-Night!
Just as we're drifting off to sleep last night...
B: "When are you going to get your wedding dress? Don't you have to order that soon"?
Cue my latest wedding-mare: wedding-related nightmare - anyone with a contender for a better contraction is welcome to leave it in comments.
(Oh, and while we're at it, anyone wanna place a bet on whether I can remain unspoiled today with the results of the Top Chef finale?)
B: "When are you going to get your wedding dress? Don't you have to order that soon"?
Cue my latest wedding-mare: wedding-related nightmare - anyone with a contender for a better contraction is welcome to leave it in comments.
(Oh, and while we're at it, anyone wanna place a bet on whether I can remain unspoiled today with the results of the Top Chef finale?)
5.27.2008
Attendants
On Sunday, I asked The Peanut to be the flower girl for this little event happening in the Fall. She immediately ran to tell her mother (..."and I said YES, Mommy!") and then returned to discuss her dress and flower options. Which she continued to ruminate on for the rest of the day.
B's nephew, on the other hand, had to be bribed with candy in order to accept his ring bearing duties .
B's nephew, on the other hand, had to be bribed with candy in order to accept his ring bearing duties .
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