I am so freakin' bored. I hate that our paydays are at the beginning of our work weeks (Tuesdays) because it means that on our weekends (Sunday-Monday) we don't have any money so we can't really do anything, and the rest of the week, we spend basically all of our time either at work or driving to work or getting ready for work. I'm tired of watching TV, and reading, and searching the internet for drivel. I'm tired of cleaning the house and hanging out with my family I just want to do something. It's too hot to hang out outside, (something like 104 degrees). At night, when it finally cools off the killer mosquitoes come out and drive us back into the house. This is maddening. AuGGGH!!
Too Damn Bored.
I am so freakin' bored. I hate that our paydays are at the beginning of our work weeks (Tuesdays) because it means that on our weekends (Sunday-Monday) we don't have any money so we can't really do anything, and the rest of the week, we spend basically all of our time either at work or driving to work or getting ready for work. I'm tired of watching TV, and reading, and searching the internet for drivel. I'm tired of cleaning the house and hanging out with my family I just want to do something. It's too hot to hang out outside, (something like 104 degrees). At night, when it finally cools off the killer mosquitoes come out and drive us back into the house. This is maddening. AuGGGH!!
Popcorn!
Our one month anniversary is on payday hurray!! We're going to go on a date. Justin and I in the beginning of our relationship, never had dates...at the very first, he just came to my house, later on, I visited him in Denton and we mostly just sort of hung out. Then I moved there, and there were a few dates, but not really, it was always just like going out to dinner because we didn't want to cook. Only a few times was there any sort of dressing up or actual plan...so, we're going on a date. We're going to go to dinner at the Indian food restaurant that we like and see a movie, probably the Break Up. We haven't been to a movie in MONTHS. This is going to be very fun!
Teeth
I am under some serious stress. I only know this because I can't stop grinding my teeth in my sleep, and I wake up with a huge headache, and my jaws feel like they're going to fall off. This is bad. I don't know what to do to stop this...
Productive
I was very productive today, I got up and walked maybe all the way to the courthouse and around the square, visited my dad at work for awhile, came home, cleaned the kitchen and living room and woke Justin up. It was very hot and I wanted a shower really really badly, but since we live in this 100 year old house and only have a bathtub, I put on my swimsuit and let Justin shower me
outside with the watering hose. I washed my hair and everything, it was soooo fun!! Like running through the sprinkler or something.
Then we went and ate pizza and bought lots of great groceries, because we are trying desperately to learn to cook. We've just been kind of sitting around since then but it's been a really good day! Now we're gonna watch a movie and eat lots of the gourmet junk food we bought at Target last night with a wedding gift card hurray!
outside with the watering hose. I washed my hair and everything, it was soooo fun!! Like running through the sprinkler or something.Then we went and ate pizza and bought lots of great groceries, because we are trying desperately to learn to cook. We've just been kind of sitting around since then but it's been a really good day! Now we're gonna watch a movie and eat lots of the gourmet junk food we bought at Target last night with a wedding gift card hurray!
Yumm-O!
Yes! We finally found a really good Indian food restaurant in Lubbock! Today was payday so we treated ourselves to a lovely dinner at Maharaja. Not too spicy, {they actually grind the spices individually for every dish according to how spicy you like it} very pretty and fairly reasonably priced. And we found out that on Friday and Saturday nights they have live belly dancers {as opposed to the ones that just kind of lay there}. Woo Hoo! We're taking my dad on Friday, he needs to expand his dining horizons, and who can resist belly dancers?Letting Go.
For the first time since high school, I forgot the birthday of my best friend from those good ol' days. It was yesterday...the thought didn't even cross my mind until somone mentioned it today. I know that it's rather pathetic, but I've been struggling with the loss of this friend on and off for years (6 years to be exact.) I feel that it's because during that time, I've not made any other friends (with the exception of Justin, of course) who I feel as close to as I did to this person.... Or perhaps it's fear of becomming so close to someone, only to lose them again that prevents me from seeking out this kind of friendship to begin with...Anyway, I think this birthday forgetting is a very good sign of much needed closure, but it still makes me kind of sad.
Panacea
We left work early today and went to the doctor to have Justin's blood pressure checked out. Because this is how it works, by the time someone checked him today his blood pressure had dropped to a slightly high but nothing to stress about 140/80. However, the Dr. believed us about it being super high on and off for the past few days and prescribed BenicarHCT. He also gave us about a months worth of samples, which will save us some money, so that's good. Anyway, I'm very relieved that things are going to be okay. The main problem now is that the medicine will make Justin feel worse before he feels better, and I'm not very nurturing. This is unfortunate for Justin, who likes to be taken care of when he's sicky. I mostly like to be left alone when I'm sick, which I sort of am...but not like Justin so I won't expound.
More Wedding Stuff and One ER Visit
Justin's a better blogger than I am, so please go read his blog if you want to see lots of pictures of wedding stuff...
Tonight we had dinner with my family which was really fun, my dad grills a great burger! However, Justin hadn't been feeling good for a few days, so my aunt took his blood pressure which was an alarming 210/116 so we went to the emergency room. Of course, during the hour which we had to wait, it fell to a still high, but much less scary 161/84. So, we have to make an appointment for Justin to see a doctor about getting some medicine to bring his blood pressure down. Then he will start to feel better and we can both get into a good food and exercise routine.
Before all the scary stuff happened, Justin took some great pictures of me to replace the not so great bridal portraits that they took at Family Photo:
Tonight we had dinner with my family which was really fun, my dad grills a great burger! However, Justin hadn't been feeling good for a few days, so my aunt took his blood pressure which was an alarming 210/116 so we went to the emergency room. Of course, during the hour which we had to wait, it fell to a still high, but much less scary 161/84. So, we have to make an appointment for Justin to see a doctor about getting some medicine to bring his blood pressure down. Then he will start to feel better and we can both get into a good food and exercise routine.
Before all the scary stuff happened, Justin took some great pictures of me to replace the not so great bridal portraits that they took at Family Photo:
The Re-cap
And now, the recap of the wedding, honeymoon and anything else in between:
The day before the wedding, my family and I went up to the church where the reception was held and moved tables around, folded chairs up and made a gazillion tulle bows. We placed table cloths, candle holders, cups, silverware, napkins and the thousand other accutrements that are apparently needed to feed people some cake and fruit.
My mom and James arrived after a 10 hour drive at around 4 o'clock. The atmosphere in the church visibly thickened, but all was fine. We just continued tying bows and getting things ready. After the church was suitably attired, My mom, James, Stacy, Steven, Justin, Dustin (the best man) and I went to eat the all-u-can-eat fish and shrimp buffet at the local "nice" restaurant. It was delicious, however, when my mom is in attendance, one can rarely take literally the "all-u-can-eat" moniker. Then we headed down to the Gazebo for a quick walk through, to make sure the music that I have slaved for weeks to choose was actually workable. It was (of course). D'Liesa stood in for me as the bride, to avoid any bad luck, and all in all it was pretty successful.
To be quite honest, I don't remember what happened between 7 and 9pm on that day. But at 9 o'clock, Justin, Dustin and I were running around all over town trying to find pineapple sherbet and gingerale for my reception. (Apparently, every unmarried couple in the western hemisphere got married on May 20, everyone wanted white punch, and everyone got there before us.) Finally at United, I got the last available sherbet and gingerale available in town and ran back to my aunt's house. I kissesd Justin goodbye (per tradition I didn't want to see him on Saturday until the actual wedding) and settled in to make my bouquet and freeze a couple of pineapple rings for the sherbet. After about 20 minutes of CSI we decided that we were just too tired to concentrate and went to bed.
However, inability to stay awake does not necessarily mean that one can go to sleep. I tossed and turned and had asthma attacks until around 3am and then the double dose of Tylenol pm kicked in and I passed out. Dragged myself out of bed around 9:15, ran around like crazy to get the gazebo decorated, pick up the cake and fruit, eat a quick lunch and then it was time to get dressed!!!
Neither Justin or I remember much about the actual ceremony. It felt really magical, and dreamlike and perfect. I walked down the aisle with my dad to Enya's Flora's Secret, We cried through our vows, we left to Abba's I do I do I do, we laughed and smiled through the pictures and then we went to eat cake, which, everyone agreed, was delicious.
Then, we came home, had a present orgy, packed a bag and headed to Amarillo for our (glamorous) honeymoon. Our first meal as husband and wife was Sonic hamburgers. (see I told you it was glamorous) The honeymoon was perfect, we slept a lot in a beautiful bed with the softest white duvet ever, we did a lot of shopping with our wedding gift cards, we ate tons of food, and then we slept some more. We also cried a lot. I think that the wedding was so cathartic that when it was finally over we just flooded with so much relief and happiness that it had explode out of us in tears and laughter. It was perfect.
{Editors Note: Much like our last illicit premarital sex, our first government sanctioned sex was interrupted with phone calls.}
All in all, being married to Justin doesn't feel that different from just living together. I suppose that it's less of a dramatic change when you don't have to move into a new place with someone who you've never heard burp. I think this is better....We don't feel different, just happier. And yeah, we've already had our first big fight,(of course we have, I'm an anger ball) but it's fine, because we still just feel happier than we were before. I truly believe that this was the best decision of my life...and I'm still smiling so much my cheeks hurt.
The day before the wedding, my family and I went up to the church where the reception was held and moved tables around, folded chairs up and made a gazillion tulle bows. We placed table cloths, candle holders, cups, silverware, napkins and the thousand other accutrements that are apparently needed to feed people some cake and fruit.
My mom and James arrived after a 10 hour drive at around 4 o'clock. The atmosphere in the church visibly thickened, but all was fine. We just continued tying bows and getting things ready. After the church was suitably attired, My mom, James, Stacy, Steven, Justin, Dustin (the best man) and I went to eat the all-u-can-eat fish and shrimp buffet at the local "nice" restaurant. It was delicious, however, when my mom is in attendance, one can rarely take literally the "all-u-can-eat" moniker. Then we headed down to the Gazebo for a quick walk through, to make sure the music that I have slaved for weeks to choose was actually workable. It was (of course). D'Liesa stood in for me as the bride, to avoid any bad luck, and all in all it was pretty successful.
To be quite honest, I don't remember what happened between 7 and 9pm on that day. But at 9 o'clock, Justin, Dustin and I were running around all over town trying to find pineapple sherbet and gingerale for my reception. (Apparently, every unmarried couple in the western hemisphere got married on May 20, everyone wanted white punch, and everyone got there before us.) Finally at United, I got the last available sherbet and gingerale available in town and ran back to my aunt's house. I kissesd Justin goodbye (per tradition I didn't want to see him on Saturday until the actual wedding) and settled in to make my bouquet and freeze a couple of pineapple rings for the sherbet. After about 20 minutes of CSI we decided that we were just too tired to concentrate and went to bed.
However, inability to stay awake does not necessarily mean that one can go to sleep. I tossed and turned and had asthma attacks until around 3am and then the double dose of Tylenol pm kicked in and I passed out. Dragged myself out of bed around 9:15, ran around like crazy to get the gazebo decorated, pick up the cake and fruit, eat a quick lunch and then it was time to get dressed!!!
Neither Justin or I remember much about the actual ceremony. It felt really magical, and dreamlike and perfect. I walked down the aisle with my dad to Enya's Flora's Secret, We cried through our vows, we left to Abba's I do I do I do, we laughed and smiled through the pictures and then we went to eat cake, which, everyone agreed, was delicious.
Then, we came home, had a present orgy, packed a bag and headed to Amarillo for our (glamorous) honeymoon. Our first meal as husband and wife was Sonic hamburgers. (see I told you it was glamorous) The honeymoon was perfect, we slept a lot in a beautiful bed with the softest white duvet ever, we did a lot of shopping with our wedding gift cards, we ate tons of food, and then we slept some more. We also cried a lot. I think that the wedding was so cathartic that when it was finally over we just flooded with so much relief and happiness that it had explode out of us in tears and laughter. It was perfect.
{Editors Note: Much like our last illicit premarital sex, our first government sanctioned sex was interrupted with phone calls.}
All in all, being married to Justin doesn't feel that different from just living together. I suppose that it's less of a dramatic change when you don't have to move into a new place with someone who you've never heard burp. I think this is better....We don't feel different, just happier. And yeah, we've already had our first big fight,(of course we have, I'm an anger ball) but it's fine, because we still just feel happier than we were before. I truly believe that this was the best decision of my life...and I'm still smiling so much my cheeks hurt.
Disgruntled.
I've heard legends about people who get to take a year off of work to plan their weddings. I get to take off for two days, today and tomorrow, and even that is pushing it.
My dad woke me up this morning by banging on my front door at 9am and telling me that he wants 10 silk potted plants to the fire station by noon so that he can hose them off. Then he yelled at me because my aunt yelled at him. It's the trickle down effect...the bad kind.
Today I have to clean my house. This house is over 100 years old, and has gold shag carpet and electrical wiring that makes the code inspectors head spin, so there's only so much a girl can do, but at least my laundry should be clean when my mom arrives. Wedding-wise there isn't that much stress, except for the whole "will everyone get along" drama. However, because my mother is coming to town, everyone, including me, has been thrown into a tizzy.
I did not take a Lunesta last night, and so, no bile taste last night or this morning. Crisis averted, but now, how will I ever get to sleep? Also, last night, Justin and I had planned to have our official last, illicit, non married sex. That fell through when we arrived home at 10pm to find our house full of people. Two of them were working on the aforementioned scary electrical wiring and my stove, two of them (one of which I had never seen before) had comandeered my sofa/chair, and two of them were wandering around rather aimlessly while Maybe barked her head off.
Now, I pride myself on being a gracious hostess, but when I have a list of 7500 (I'm not exaggerating here) things to do in the next 2 days, not the least of which is my last illicit sex, it's a little difficult to be joyful and entertaining. Especially at 10 o clock at night. Especially when I wasn't expecting this circus to open up in my living room, kitchen and storage room. So yeah, I was disgruntled. Everyone finally left at around 11:30. Justin cooked dinner, which we were finally finished eating at around 1:oo and then we crashed. So much for romance.
Ok, off to make the thousand phone calls that I have to make, and then to drag some plants around. Augggh...
The Culprit
Discovered online last night that the Lunesta, which I've been using to sleep for the past few days is also responsible for the taste of bile in my mouth every night and morning. I found a barrage of complaints from other people about it on review sites.
This is good, perhaps they will not have to suck my gallbladdar out. So, back to Tylenol PM for me.
3 days until the wedding. I'm getting very schitzy. We were almost killed by a mail truck yesterday. That did not add to the joy in any way. Trying to get my house presentable, and laundry done before my mother arrives on Friday.
We still have no idea how many people will be attending this shindig. Justin thinks more than our estimated 60 but I'm really thinking closer to 20. I guess we'll see....
This is good, perhaps they will not have to suck my gallbladdar out. So, back to Tylenol PM for me.3 days until the wedding. I'm getting very schitzy. We were almost killed by a mail truck yesterday. That did not add to the joy in any way. Trying to get my house presentable, and laundry done before my mother arrives on Friday.
We still have no idea how many people will be attending this shindig. Justin thinks more than our estimated 60 but I'm really thinking closer to 20. I guess we'll see....
The Gall!
Bleh. I think I'm having problems with my gallbladder. Everymorning my mouth tastes like bile, and sometimes it starts in the middle of the night. My belly hurts after I eat anything. This is disgusting and coming at a really bad time. Internet says "gallbladdar problems can be triggerd by stress." Well...There ya go.
Babysat for my 2 year old niece Hannah last night. She is so cute and smart. Made Justin yearn for fatherhood. Not quite yet buddy!
Babysat for my 2 year old niece Hannah last night. She is so cute and smart. Made Justin yearn for fatherhood. Not quite yet buddy!
Mothers.
So, Justin gave in and called his mom last night. It was Mother's day after all. He told her that he is sorry for yelling at her and for telling her to shut up, but that he felt like she wasn't listening to what he has to say, and in all fairness the people on their end started shouting first. He told her that he wants them to come to the wedding and that he loves her and happy Mother's day. What a good son...
And then she:
Told him that he wasn't her son anymore and that she didn't know who he was and how she wanted to buy a grooms cake for him and how awful for her that she didn't get to do that. (It's important to Patsie that things center around her, hence the drama to being with.) And she still doesn't know if they are coming to the wedding or not and cried and made a scene and just refused to act like an adult.
{Editor's comment: Justin says his mom was speaking more in past tense, so apparently he wasn't her son anymore but he is now, perhaps. (?) }
Well, some of us have seating arrangements to consider and need to know if they are coming or not. Grr.
My family isn't exactly a shining star right now either. My step-mother is in an incredibly foul mood, and keeps making slightly veiled snarky comments. Last night it was "people are going to get short tempered and blow up at each other, but it's going to be fine." And I was like (in my head) "excuse me?" And then later during the part of the evening where procreation pressure starts to build, we were talking about birth control, (because I am NOT getting pregnant any time soon) and I told them that I had been on Depo Provera for a while once-upon-a-time but that it made me crazy and she said "Well what are you on now that's making you crazy?" God that's rude. There is nothing I hate more in the world than having my sanity questioned. I wanted to scream (but didn't, see, I'm in full control) "You know what's making me crazy?? All the people causing drama around this wedding!!"
My mother is also stirring up trouble. She's insulted that when my dad gives me away he's saying "her family and I," instead of "her mother and I." Well that's just too bad, it took more than two people to raise me, and it certainly has taken more than that to throw this wedding together in 2 months. She says that it's not fair that he gets to say "I" and that she gets lumped in with everyone else. (Hello, are we in kindergarten? I've never felt this kind of pressure to make sure everyone feels included.) We are considering "her loving family (period)" as a compromise.
I just really hope everyone behaves themselves on Friday and Saturday.
The worst part (so far) : Justin and I aren't getting to leave town and run away from it all afterwards.
*sigh*
And then she:
Told him that he wasn't her son anymore and that she didn't know who he was and how she wanted to buy a grooms cake for him and how awful for her that she didn't get to do that. (It's important to Patsie that things center around her, hence the drama to being with.) And she still doesn't know if they are coming to the wedding or not and cried and made a scene and just refused to act like an adult.
{Editor's comment: Justin says his mom was speaking more in past tense, so apparently he wasn't her son anymore but he is now, perhaps. (?) }
Well, some of us have seating arrangements to consider and need to know if they are coming or not. Grr.
My family isn't exactly a shining star right now either. My step-mother is in an incredibly foul mood, and keeps making slightly veiled snarky comments. Last night it was "people are going to get short tempered and blow up at each other, but it's going to be fine." And I was like (in my head) "excuse me?" And then later during the part of the evening where procreation pressure starts to build, we were talking about birth control, (because I am NOT getting pregnant any time soon) and I told them that I had been on Depo Provera for a while once-upon-a-time but that it made me crazy and she said "Well what are you on now that's making you crazy?" God that's rude. There is nothing I hate more in the world than having my sanity questioned. I wanted to scream (but didn't, see, I'm in full control) "You know what's making me crazy?? All the people causing drama around this wedding!!"
My mother is also stirring up trouble. She's insulted that when my dad gives me away he's saying "her family and I," instead of "her mother and I." Well that's just too bad, it took more than two people to raise me, and it certainly has taken more than that to throw this wedding together in 2 months. She says that it's not fair that he gets to say "I" and that she gets lumped in with everyone else. (Hello, are we in kindergarten? I've never felt this kind of pressure to make sure everyone feels included.) We are considering "her loving family (period)" as a compromise.
I just really hope everyone behaves themselves on Friday and Saturday.
The worst part (so far) : Justin and I aren't getting to leave town and run away from it all afterwards.
*sigh*
Brought to You by the Letter M
Ok, as assigned by the great and powerful Jen
Ten things I like that start with the letter
Maybe: Our little dog. She is really smart and cute and has taught me that perhaps I shouldn't have children. She is also the reason now that even on my days off, I'm usually up before 11. It's so nice to have someone who is so excited to see you in the evenings that they throw themselves at your face. Justin hasn't been that happy to see me in...well...ever.
Myspace.com Ok, so myspace is the devil that sucks you in and is one of those things that *everyone* is doing so it's uncool to find it cool. But it's cool ok? It's let me find out what's going on in the lives of the people that were the most important to me once-upon-a-time.
Monk: I identify with this character in a lot of ways, he helps me see my own nuroses in a way that allows me to laugh at them, because I can laugh at him first. There's a marathon on USA tomorrow. Yay.
Mirror: People think that I'm vain because whenever I pass a reflective surface I look into it. I watch myself when I cry if possible, and I gaze for long periods of time at my own reflection. It's not vanity. Half the time I'm trying to make sure that nothing looks wrong, the other half, I'm trying to figure out exactly who that is in there.
Money: Lately there never seems to be enough of it. Money makes the world go around. I hate this fact. I hate that money has become so important to me...it never was until I didn't have it anymore.
May: The month of my birth, the month that I moved to Denton to be with Justin, the month we are getting married.
Monologue: I am an actress. I have performed countless monologues, most of which I still remember. I write monologues in my head all the time. When I drive alone, especially when I'm upset, I make up long, intense monologues. They help me think, as myself and as someone else.
Margaret Sanger: This woman did so much for women's rights. She changed women's lives. Thank goodness that I can control whether or not I want to get pregnant. This is a big deal.
Musical Theatre: The world would be a happier place if everytime something important happened we all burst into synchronized song and dance. Thank God for Stephen Sondheim.
Milk Chocolate: This can make everything seem ok, at least for the 15 seconds that it takes for a Hershey's Kiss to melt on my tongue.
If you want your own letter, let me know!
Ten things I like that start with the letter
Maybe: Our little dog. She is really smart and cute and has taught me that perhaps I shouldn't have children. She is also the reason now that even on my days off, I'm usually up before 11. It's so nice to have someone who is so excited to see you in the evenings that they throw themselves at your face. Justin hasn't been that happy to see me in...well...ever.
Myspace.com Ok, so myspace is the devil that sucks you in and is one of those things that *everyone* is doing so it's uncool to find it cool. But it's cool ok? It's let me find out what's going on in the lives of the people that were the most important to me once-upon-a-time.
Monk: I identify with this character in a lot of ways, he helps me see my own nuroses in a way that allows me to laugh at them, because I can laugh at him first. There's a marathon on USA tomorrow. Yay.
Mirror: People think that I'm vain because whenever I pass a reflective surface I look into it. I watch myself when I cry if possible, and I gaze for long periods of time at my own reflection. It's not vanity. Half the time I'm trying to make sure that nothing looks wrong, the other half, I'm trying to figure out exactly who that is in there.
Money: Lately there never seems to be enough of it. Money makes the world go around. I hate this fact. I hate that money has become so important to me...it never was until I didn't have it anymore.
May: The month of my birth, the month that I moved to Denton to be with Justin, the month we are getting married.
Monologue: I am an actress. I have performed countless monologues, most of which I still remember. I write monologues in my head all the time. When I drive alone, especially when I'm upset, I make up long, intense monologues. They help me think, as myself and as someone else.
Margaret Sanger: This woman did so much for women's rights. She changed women's lives. Thank goodness that I can control whether or not I want to get pregnant. This is a big deal.
Musical Theatre: The world would be a happier place if everytime something important happened we all burst into synchronized song and dance. Thank God for Stephen Sondheim.
Milk Chocolate: This can make everything seem ok, at least for the 15 seconds that it takes for a Hershey's Kiss to melt on my tongue.
If you want your own letter, let me know!
Better Today
So, with the help of my amazing aunt, (who has done almost everything to plan my wedding, and has split the cost of the wedding pretty evenly with my mom), we got new tires for my car. We can now get to work. Hurray! We will be paying her back with our next paycheck. (Along with the electric bill, the phone bill, the insurance, and probably 10 other bills that I've forgotten about.)
So, things are better today than they were last night. Working all day tomorrow, it will be a pleasant distraction. This weekend I'm cleaning my aunt's house, dusting silk ivies, and finishing all the wedding planning. Whew.
So, things are better today than they were last night. Working all day tomorrow, it will be a pleasant distraction. This weekend I'm cleaning my aunt's house, dusting silk ivies, and finishing all the wedding planning. Whew.
For Better or Worse
Here are the good things that happened yesterday:
1. Justin and I got our marriage license.
2. My job interview at Dr. Dunn's office went well.
3. ...
Here are the bad things that happened yesterday:
1. My stepsister wanted the rent money early.
2. The transmission went out in Justin's truck, leaving us with no way to get to/from work because the tires on my car have gone to shit. We drove home last night at 30 mph in second gear.
3. We determined that we will not be able to take our glamourous honeymoon to Amarillo because we will not get our paychecks until the Tuesday *after* the wedding. And oh, we don't have a way to get there and back either.
4. ...
So yeah.
Random Info Meme For Patrick
1. I'll respond with something random I like about you.
You can always make me smile even when I feel truly miserable
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
I'll tell you a play instead: Six Characters in Search of an Author-Luigi Pirandello
(do you like absurdist theatre? You should read this, it's sort of theatre's version of star trek)
3. I'll name something we should do together.
Go to Feldman's with Justin and Tiffany!
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me (or just me).
"You should bring me a cinnamon roll." (Do you remember this?)
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
You shaking the candy machine to rescue my doughnuts
6. I'll leave you a quote that is somehow appropriate to you.
"Though our communication sometimes wanes at times of absence, I'm aware of a strength that emanates in the background."
-Claudette Renner
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
How long after you met Tiffany did you know that you wanted to marry her?
You can always make me smile even when I feel truly miserable
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
I'll tell you a play instead: Six Characters in Search of an Author-Luigi Pirandello
(do you like absurdist theatre? You should read this, it's sort of theatre's version of star trek)
3. I'll name something we should do together.
Go to Feldman's with Justin and Tiffany!
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me (or just me).
"You should bring me a cinnamon roll." (Do you remember this?)
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
You shaking the candy machine to rescue my doughnuts
6. I'll leave you a quote that is somehow appropriate to you.
"Though our communication sometimes wanes at times of absence, I'm aware of a strength that emanates in the background."
-Claudette Renner
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
How long after you met Tiffany did you know that you wanted to marry her?
What the Camera Adds
I had my official bridal portraits taken today. The pictures look good, the photographer was fun, and everyone thinks I look great in them...yadda yadda yadda.
I do not think I look great in them.
Some part of my brain (the fairy tale portion) believed that I would put on my perfectly fitted dress, slip on a tiara, my perfect shoes and a veil, and I would suddenly look like a bride...and when I look in the mirror, I do see a bride...but when I look at the pictures, I just see a fat girl in a wedding dress and a tiara.
*sigh*
I do not think I look great in them.
Some part of my brain (the fairy tale portion) believed that I would put on my perfectly fitted dress, slip on a tiara, my perfect shoes and a veil, and I would suddenly look like a bride...and when I look in the mirror, I do see a bride...but when I look at the pictures, I just see a fat girl in a wedding dress and a tiara.
*sigh*
25
Today's my birthday. I skipped out on my early morning shift at work because well...who wants to work 10 hours on their birthday? Going in at 3, unless someone picks it up from me...and maybe not then. So now, I'm hangin' out, watchin' some Oprah and witnessing the ingestion of a silk leaf by a small dog.
Maybe is still limping around on 3 legs from her spectacular dive off the couch a couple of days ago, but I'm sure she'll be fine. Perhaps it will even help to strengthen her "little" left leg which is the one she hurt last time. She had been hesitant to put any weight on it, but now, as she has no choice, she's hopping right along. The experiences that I have with Maybe lead me to believe that perhaps I should never be allowed to have children. I mean, what happens when my toddler leaps off the back of the sofa? *shudder*
Every year for my birthday my mom feels that it's vitally important that she call me while I'm sleeping and wish me happy birthday. I don't understand this. If I had been say...born at 3am and tortured her for 45 hours on the day that I was actually born it would be one thing, this would just be 25 years of little revenge. However, I came into the world at 2 in the afternoon during a scheduled C-Section, which I feel was very polite. Oh well, as she is the only one of my parents who ever remembers to say happy birthday on the actual day, I can't gripe too much.
Wedding Update: My storage closet is slowly filling up with 15 huge silk plants. In spite of the fact that it's only getting closer, as each day passes it feels less real. Perhaps it's because I don't have bridesmaids...
Stealing My Thunder
Ok, so this is really weird.
When I hurt my left ankle in March, Maybe suddenly developed pain in her left leg.
We thought, hmm what a weird coincidence.
Tonight I slipped on a strawberry at United and sort of did the splits in the aisle. I've pulled a muscle or stretched something in my right hip/groin.
While we were waiting for dinner to cook tonight, Maybe fell off the back of the couch and her right hip is hurting her. We know it hurts because she screamed like a maniac for 10 minutes and will now not put any weight on it.
She is totally stealing my thunder.
When I hurt my left ankle in March, Maybe suddenly developed pain in her left leg.
We thought, hmm what a weird coincidence.
Tonight I slipped on a strawberry at United and sort of did the splits in the aisle. I've pulled a muscle or stretched something in my right hip/groin.
While we were waiting for dinner to cook tonight, Maybe fell off the back of the couch and her right hip is hurting her. We know it hurts because she screamed like a maniac for 10 minutes and will now not put any weight on it.
She is totally stealing my thunder.
It Will All Be Okay...
So, 2 weeks, 2 days sounds a lot longer than
ONLY 16 DAYS UNTIL THE WEDDING!!
I don't really have that much more to do actually...thanks to the haven that is TheKnot.com I now know how to make my own bouquet saving me at least $50 dollars.
My official portraits are Monday, hope to God the giant pimple on my nose decides to stay undercover for a couple more days.
Justin's best man called last night and has got his tux situation under control, which is good. Justin doesn't talk to his best man as frequently as I would like for him to in order for me to feel like things are in order, but that's his perrogitive. My maid of honor is doubling as my wedding planner so I'm in contact with her well...constantly.
Cake ordered, Photographer hired, Dress altered, undergarments purchased. I still don't have any makeup, but I have two more tanning appointments before the pictures so I'd like to wait to see what color I actually am at that point. I'm hoping for "golden," but I never tan golden, so it will probably be something like "light dirt." *laugh*
Hopefully Justin and I will be able to make a super quick trip to Amarillo this weekend to go to the flea market and shop for hair, I never do my own hair, it's way to easy to buy something quality and cute and attatch it. My hairdresser has agreed to do my color for "a small donation" to ensure that I don't look like an elderly gray haired bride on the big day.
Still don't know what to do about the tattoo situation. For those that don't know I have a rather large (probably 4 inches square) tattoo on my left shoulder. Don't worry it's not like a naked lady or skull and crossbones, it's actually a rather pleasant blue and green tribal inspired design. Completely inoffensive. Except to my mom, who is totally schitzing out about how we're going to cover it. Hello Stage Makeup. However, I probably do not have time to run around looking for quality BenNye over the next 4 days. I think the photography place can probably edit it out. Hello, it's just photo shop, I've done it at home like 12 times.
So...that's about it.
I'm turning 25 on Saturday.
And Now: A Break From Wedding Stuff
Here's what happens to me 20 times a day:
TTY USER: Pls dial xxx-xxx-xxxx
SUSAN: Now dialing...
SUSAN: We're sorry you have reached a number that has been disconnected or is no longer in service. If you feel you have reached this recording in error please check the number and try your call again. (recording)
TTY USER: Leave a message.
brilliant.
TTY USER: Pls dial xxx-xxx-xxxx
SUSAN: Now dialing...
SUSAN: We're sorry you have reached a number that has been disconnected or is no longer in service. If you feel you have reached this recording in error please check the number and try your call again. (recording)
TTY USER: Leave a message.
brilliant.
WOW
I got sooo much done today!! My aunt and I went to the alterations place this afternoon to get the top part of my dress taken in. We were also planning to go shopping for the appropriate foundation pieces for under my dress, an aisle runner and some other wedding related stuff. The first thing we saw when we walked into the shop is that they had the *exact* corset that I needed for under my dress! We had thought that we'd probably have to order it online LUCK!! So, the dress place marked my alterations, we bought my bra, and they agreed that they would also steam out the wrinkles in my dress before my bridal portraits, which will be Monday. Hurray! Then we went to the bridal/party shop and bought the runner so that my dress doesn't snag on the cement where I have to walk "down the aisle." While we were there we picked up 4 disposable "wedding" cameras for my younger brother and sister to take candid shots during the reception and getting ready times etc...(we have a professional photographer for the real pictures.) After that we went to another bridal shop and found my veil, which was on sale! Then we had dinner, and I set out to spend the birthday money that my mom sent me. (My 25th birthday is Saturday.) I got two shirts, some honeymoon lingere, a string of pearls for my portriats, two foot scrubbers, and a horse-shoe toe ring to wear for the wedding. (Tradition says to carry one for good luck, but who can lug around a real horse-shoe?) Then I went to tan I feel like everything is falling into place...things are much better this week...Yay!
Ok, also I made a grevious error in a comment that I posted to one of my entries last week, I said that the only people that I thought read my blog were Justin, Patrick and Tiffany and I left out Jennifer! (I totally didn't mean to so she gets her name in pretty pink letters!)
I Propose a Toast...
Excuse the Pun. We received our first non gift-card wedding gift yesterday from my mom's cousin Exa. It's a four slice toaster hurray! While I think this is a cool gift, (we did register for it of course) Justin thinks it is a REALLY cool gift. For some reason the prospect of four pieces of toast at once is very....well...we'll say appealing to him. Anyway, it'll make breakfast (which we don't eat) much quicker.
It's Here!!
My wedding dress came yesterday!!!!! It is just absolutely beautiful and I don't look like the staypuff marshmellow man!!! It only needs a few inches taken in in the bust and I'll look like a bride! I just giggle and laugh and giggle.
Also, I found a book that any bride to be or bride has been should read, it's called "A More Perfect Union, How I Survived the Happiest Day of My Life." I found it at Barnes and Noble yesterday and in reading it finally felt like I had found someone who understands all this insanity that has enveloped my life. Hurray for Hana Schank!
Thank God for White Lies
So, my wedding dress isn't here yet. This is especially disturbing, because to ensure that we would get it a reasonable time before the wedding we told them that I was getting Married on May 1st. Thank God we did too! I called today to find out about it, they told me that it was shipped last Tuesday yesterday, and that I should have it yesterday or today....so it didn't come yesterday. I called today to get the tracking number, and then I called UPS. Their records show that it has not been given to them yet. Great. So, I called back and said "don't you see that your records say that I'm getting married in 4 days?? I don't have a dress and UPS doesn't have a dress and what is going on!?!" so the woman is like, "ohh we made a mistake on the tracking number, we are going to overnight it to you, it will be there Friday, call me tomorrow for a new tracking number." OH MY FREAKING GOD!!! What exactly were they looking at when they said that it had already been shipped? A magic 8 ball?? Thank god we told them the wedding was sooner, or else it would be May 17th and I wouldn't have a dress. Don't they know that we need time for alterations and steaming and pictures?? AUUGHH!! It's not like we didn't give them plenty of time either. We ordered the dress on March 15th. They told us then that they had it in stock and that it would be here in 7-10 working days. It's been phone tag ever since. This is insane. Can I sue for the stress of it all??
Blah de blah blah
We got paid today so we are no longer 700 dollars overdrawn. This is very good news. Justin just now noticed Maybe chewing on something and said "bring that to me," and she did, which is also very good news, and pretty surprising. I guess she's gotten out of the rebellious stage of her puppyhood. Bought some strawberries, carrots and lemons at United tonight and felt like a healthy, good food eater until I came home and dipped said strawberries in Nutella. Very good though, perhaps a food option for the wedding. I created a myspace.com account...I think its a very strange thing, anyway, people from all over the place are contacting Justin on his...nobody from my past cares. *sigh* Oh well...today is a better day than the past few, have a new computer chair too, its very fancy...certainly beats squatting on a footstool.
Wedding Shoes
I have wedding shoes. My aunt found them tonight at Academy. They are PERFECT!!
Also, can somebody tell me how the whole name change thing works? Do I do that when we get the marriage license or what? I'm ready to be Mrs. Susan Brinkley aaah!!!
Also, can somebody tell me how the whole name change thing works? Do I do that when we get the marriage license or what? I'm ready to be Mrs. Susan Brinkley aaah!!!
General Update.
Ok, invitations are enveloped, sealed and going to be mailed on Monday. Watch your mail. I did something to my back yesterday and so now standing up for very long is very painful. I'm not going to work today, I don't think that I can sit for that long at the computer without hurting even more. I need a day off anyway, wedding stress is really getting to me....
We have seven thousand fruit flies in our bathroom, anyone with any idea of how to get rid of them please let me know. It makes bathing really unpleasant and Justin is scared of bugs.
We will be honeymooning in Amarillo...exotic, I know...pttth. Anyway, it's free, and we'll get to eat at Bourbon Street.
We have seven thousand fruit flies in our bathroom, anyone with any idea of how to get rid of them please let me know. It makes bathing really unpleasant and Justin is scared of bugs.
We will be honeymooning in Amarillo...exotic, I know...pttth. Anyway, it's free, and we'll get to eat at Bourbon Street.
ONE MONTH
Exactly one month til the wedding:
Dress is not here. (should be here hopefully by next Wednesday.)
No Undergarments. (waiting on cash)
No Shoes.(waiting on cash)
No wedding band for me (waiting on cash)
No veil (waiting on cash)
No marriage license (gonna do that on Monday)
Invitations not mailed. (waiting on cash for postage)
Reception cards not printed. (waiting on guy at the church to return my call)
Cake not ordered. (again, waiting on cash for deposit)
Music not burned to cd. (waiting on Justin)
No idea who will take pictures. (original girl cancelled on us)
Pre-marital counselling not done. (our schedule change messed us all up)
Not tan. (waiting on cash yet again)
Justin's parents still MIA (even though he called his dad on Tuesday to say Happy Birthday)
And I'm sure there are at least 5 more not done things to add to that list that I can't think of right now. I'm basically exactly where I was at the beginning of this, excpet that now my aunt has a bedroom full of tulle, flowers, serving pieces and bubbles. This is a disaster. I am so stressed out that I could just burst into tears at any moment. This wedding is going to be a disaster....a cake and punch with no real food disaster. *sigh*
Dress is not here. (should be here hopefully by next Wednesday.)
No Undergarments. (waiting on cash)
No Shoes.(waiting on cash)
No wedding band for me (waiting on cash)
No veil (waiting on cash)
No marriage license (gonna do that on Monday)
Invitations not mailed. (waiting on cash for postage)
Reception cards not printed. (waiting on guy at the church to return my call)
Cake not ordered. (again, waiting on cash for deposit)
Music not burned to cd. (waiting on Justin)
No idea who will take pictures. (original girl cancelled on us)
Pre-marital counselling not done. (our schedule change messed us all up)
Not tan. (waiting on cash yet again)
Justin's parents still MIA (even though he called his dad on Tuesday to say Happy Birthday)
And I'm sure there are at least 5 more not done things to add to that list that I can't think of right now. I'm basically exactly where I was at the beginning of this, excpet that now my aunt has a bedroom full of tulle, flowers, serving pieces and bubbles. This is a disaster. I am so stressed out that I could just burst into tears at any moment. This wedding is going to be a disaster....a cake and punch with no real food disaster. *sigh*
Getting Things Done
Yesterday, we had Easter Lunch with my family, and then headed out to the lake to check out the place where the wedding will be, and decide for sure how much stuff we're going to need to decorate with. I also managed to get 88 of the 100 invitations printed Hurray! Now on to postage, and I have to print the reception cards...not everybody gets one of those. Justin's parents still aren't speaking to us, but we've kind of gotten used to it, and I feel like we made a big step closer yesterday. I took some pictures to commemorate the occasion: This is us at the lake all hot and sweaty and windblown.And this, is us doing biore pore strips so that we have lovely blackhead free skin on the big day:
I think it's a really cute picture, I'll probably print it off and frame it he he he...
Near Death Experience
My dad nearly died today. He's fine, but it was very stressful all the same. First of all, for those of you who don't know, my dad is a fireman so he's out doing scary brave things all the time, but except for the time he fell through a roof, I don't think he's been in this much danger, ever. Here's what happened:
The wind was blowing 51 mph today and a transformer or something blew off of a power pole and fell into a field of dry grass. It of course sparked and started a fire which spread rapidly because of the wind. The fire ended up being 2 miles wide and 4 miles long. Anyway, my dad was driving this big water truck through the field trying to find the best place to start watering the fire, and out of the smoke and dirt came a huge ditch, which he ran into, the truck sort of nosedived into it and then tilted and then jumped out, losing it's front bumper in the process. Firemen can't buckle up when they are in the truck because the bunkers take up too much room, so my dad was sort of flung around in the cab, hitting the windshield and the roof and the doors and basically turned into a pinball.
There were two men riding on the back of the truck, who he thought he threw off and killed, but they as it turns out held on and are fine too...anyway now the scary part... My dad jumped out of the truck to check on the other two men, and they were basically looking into a wall of flames, on all sides. They got back into the truck to drive off, and drove about a yard and then it died, I'm assuming because of the wreck. Their radios stopped working because they only had a portable and it for some reason doesn't work more than a couple of miles out of town...but they didn't have any way to really tell anybody where they were anyway because they couldn't see anything because of the fire, so my dad and his friend Rene crawled on top of the truck and started spraying water all around them to try and keep the fire away and the other guy starts trying to get a signal on the radio. They really thought "this is it, this is how firemen die."
So eventually everybody else starts freaking out (there were like 4 departments there because of the size of the fire) and they start looking for them and they can't see anything through the fire and the smoke, until finally somebody sees a little bit of the top of the truck out there surrounded by smoke and fire, and they drive in and rescue them. My dad is really incredibly sore because of the wreck, and he couldn't walk when they got him down and he was all black with smoke and sweat and somehow his hand is burnt...and he was so scared that he was crying, and everybody was crying and they took him to the hospital and he is fine, except they didn't take any x-rays, and I feel pretty sure that he probably has some serious spinal mal-allignment, if not something worse....anyway, he's very traumatized, like anybody would be, and I'm pretty traumatized because my dad nearly died, and it's just been a rough day.
(This picture is not of the actual fire, but I assume its similar)My step-mother, who is also a firefighter fell or something and hurt her heel/ankle at this fire too, so it was a trying day for that whole household. Anyway, I'm really glad that he is okay and we went to see him tonight, which made me feel better, to see him all in one piece...so yeah scary day.
AAAAAAH!
I have to send invitations out *this weekend.* I cannot believe I am running so late. I also can't believe that I've been up for over half an hour and it is only 8:34. Not sure if I like this new schedule... My wedding dress has still not shipped...I feel like I'm drowning.
The Undomestic Goddess
So, everyone knows that I'm not exactly Betty Crocker, but after 6 months of living on things that can be microwaved, toasted, or that come in a bag, I'm very proud to announce the arrival of our new stove!!! So happy in fact that I took a picture:
Yes indeed our kitchen is now almost complete. It was delivered this morning. Also, look how handsome my dad looks in his fancy dress up clothes:
Yes indeed our kitchen is now almost complete. It was delivered this morning. Also, look how handsome my dad looks in his fancy dress up clothes:
Ta-Da!!
I retiled the floor in our kitchen yesterday, and finished up today. It looks amazing, and I am very proud that I did this all by myself...to fully comprehend the difference, I would have to show you a picture of the old stuff, but unfortunately I forgot to take one in the excitement of ripping it up yesterday...I'll just describe it: The floor was vinyl flooring that had been rolled out sometime in the early 50's, it was yellow with a weird sort of floral pattern. It had huge holes in it, and some of it had been glued down with liquid nails some 20 or 30 years ago...Anyway it was terrible, and this is what it looks like now:
I have never been so proud of anything in my life, I keep looking for reasons to go into the kitchen. My comfort level in this house has increased by like 100 points.
I have never been so proud of anything in my life, I keep looking for reasons to go into the kitchen. My comfort level in this house has increased by like 100 points.
No Turning Back Now
Picked up the invitations today...every day I feel like a major step is taken closer to the wedding...Ordered my bouquet day before yesterday...almost there. No word from Justin's parents. Lovely.
Mean...but Crafty...
We tied a balloon to Maybe's collar a couple of nights ago and she just flipped out, but it made some really cute pictures. Then we took it off because we don't want to traumatize her...
In wedding news, my aunt and I went shopping yesterday
and we got the bubbles, cake servers
and guest sign in book.I made bows for the servers, and I feel very crafty and proud so I'm posting a pic here.
the top...This is highly significant because on my dad's side of the family, when we see a white butterfly, we takeAnd finally, after looking all day long, we found the exact right bubble blowers. They have little white butterflies at it as a sign that my grandmother is with us...Here is a picture of
the bubble blowers, sorry, it's blurry I couldn't get close enough I also did the ribbons on these...wow talent. *grin*
Disaster.
So, in an effort to get Justin's mom to talk to us and try to find a good compromise on this whole wedding thing, I sent a letter. The letter was approved as inoffensive and eloquent by both Justin and my Aunt (who specializes in these delicate situations). We all agreed that if they wouldn't talk to us, then it was the only way to make them understand where we were coming from.
So this morning, his parents called infuriated. His mom called me a bitch (or something that sounded very similar to that), and said that the letter was disrespectful. They are still mad about the Catholic thing, they are still mad about the date, and they still feel like paying 1/3 for the cost of the reception (which will be around $200 for their part) is too much, even though my parents are spending waaaaay more on decor and cake and chairs and invitations...etc. So, after a huge fight on the phone, in which one of them hung up on Justin, he called them back and told them that they are no longer invited and that he hopes he never has to see them again. This is a disaster.
I am so angry!! I feel like they are intentionally trying to ruin something that is important to us. For the past 30 years, all Justin's mom has had to do to get her way is to throw a fit and everyone is scared of her so they cave. I refuse to play that game. It is too late to change the date of the wedding, and quite frankly, we dont want to. Justin is worried about what my family will think of him, and of our relationship, if no one from his family comes to the wedding. I don't want my family to have to absorb the extra money from the cost of the reception since they are already paying so much anyway, and we are certainly not having just a cake and punch reception. There has to be food. I watch "A Wedding Story" I know how it's supposed to be in civilized society. I already feel like we are making too many compromises...the wedding, as it stands, is already a much different affair than what I've been dreaming about...
The only other option is to cancel the wedding. Luckily, the dress hasn't shipped yet, so they will issue a refund on that, and if I call tomorrow we can cancel the invitations and get a refund on those as well. We haven't ordered the cake, and everything else I think we can return. This really sucks.
So, wait for further updates, and I'll let everyone know when we have our small private ceremony in the ministers office. *sigh*
So this morning, his parents called infuriated. His mom called me a bitch (or something that sounded very similar to that), and said that the letter was disrespectful. They are still mad about the Catholic thing, they are still mad about the date, and they still feel like paying 1/3 for the cost of the reception (which will be around $200 for their part) is too much, even though my parents are spending waaaaay more on decor and cake and chairs and invitations...etc. So, after a huge fight on the phone, in which one of them hung up on Justin, he called them back and told them that they are no longer invited and that he hopes he never has to see them again. This is a disaster.
I am so angry!! I feel like they are intentionally trying to ruin something that is important to us. For the past 30 years, all Justin's mom has had to do to get her way is to throw a fit and everyone is scared of her so they cave. I refuse to play that game. It is too late to change the date of the wedding, and quite frankly, we dont want to. Justin is worried about what my family will think of him, and of our relationship, if no one from his family comes to the wedding. I don't want my family to have to absorb the extra money from the cost of the reception since they are already paying so much anyway, and we are certainly not having just a cake and punch reception. There has to be food. I watch "A Wedding Story" I know how it's supposed to be in civilized society. I already feel like we are making too many compromises...the wedding, as it stands, is already a much different affair than what I've been dreaming about...
The only other option is to cancel the wedding. Luckily, the dress hasn't shipped yet, so they will issue a refund on that, and if I call tomorrow we can cancel the invitations and get a refund on those as well. We haven't ordered the cake, and everything else I think we can return. This really sucks.
So, wait for further updates, and I'll let everyone know when we have our small private ceremony in the ministers office. *sigh*
Help Please
Ok I want this posted at the top of my blog like where tiffany has hers for bronte, and I cant figure out how to do it Patrick please help!!!
Wedding Countdown!
AAAH!
It's 48 days til our wedding...The dress is ordered, the invitations are ordered, the restaurant and gazebo are reserved, I've ordered my hair, Justin has been measured for his tux, the minister has been chosen and we have registered.
It's 48 days til our wedding...We still need to: Address the invitations, mail the invitations, buy jewelry, flowers and shoes, buy soap bubbles, get chairs for the gazebo, order the cake and download the music.
It's 48 days til our wedding and Justin's mom is still not speaking to us. Ptth.
It's 48 days til our wedding...We still need to: Address the invitations, mail the invitations, buy jewelry, flowers and shoes, buy soap bubbles, get chairs for the gazebo, order the cake and download the music.
It's 48 days til our wedding and Justin's mom is still not speaking to us. Ptth.
Weddings are Hard
Yesterday Justin and I ran all over Lubbock putting together our registry. It was a lot of fun, like shopping without the money, but we are very tired. Today I got a call from the minister saying that he would be honored to perform our ceremony and do our premarital counselling so that is good.
We also priced the stuff to make invitations with, and it is dang expensive. Actually, the paper and stamps etc are pretty reasonable but the envelopes are 7 dollars for ten and we are sending out like 70 invitations. Yikes. However, I got a catalog in the mail yesterday and their website has invitations (invelopes included) for around 50 dollars so I think we will probably do that.
Justin's mom has, up until yesterday, been very calm and generally supportive and helpful about this wedding stuff, and then last night she suddenly schitzed out because we aren't having a Catholic wedding. See, the thing is, I'm not Catholic. Neither is Justin, he converted to the same semi-protestant version of Christianity sometime around high school. So yeah, there's a little trouble on that end. Hopefully she will get over it by May. She did say that she would be okay as long as the union was blessed by a priest at some point...do you have to be Catholic for that to happen? (A little help from Jen would be appreciated here...)
Also, I'm getting really tired of my family members acting all weirded out because Justin and I will continue with our living situation, ie: seperate bedrooms, after the wedding. They just can't get it through their heads that we do not have to sleep in the same bed to have a good relationship. The sleeping thing does not affect our level of intimacy, we have a normal, healthy relationship both physically and emotionally. The 8 to 10 hours a day that we are unconcious doesn't have anything to do with it. We just are not compatible sleepers. I want to sleep diagonally on the bed with no one touching me, and Justin wants to sleep in a room where ice develops on the alarm clock at night. Easily solved by sleeping in different places right?
So anyway, that's the drama for now, more as more is available.
We also priced the stuff to make invitations with, and it is dang expensive. Actually, the paper and stamps etc are pretty reasonable but the envelopes are 7 dollars for ten and we are sending out like 70 invitations. Yikes. However, I got a catalog in the mail yesterday and their website has invitations (invelopes included) for around 50 dollars so I think we will probably do that.
Justin's mom has, up until yesterday, been very calm and generally supportive and helpful about this wedding stuff, and then last night she suddenly schitzed out because we aren't having a Catholic wedding. See, the thing is, I'm not Catholic. Neither is Justin, he converted to the same semi-protestant version of Christianity sometime around high school. So yeah, there's a little trouble on that end. Hopefully she will get over it by May. She did say that she would be okay as long as the union was blessed by a priest at some point...do you have to be Catholic for that to happen? (A little help from Jen would be appreciated here...)
Also, I'm getting really tired of my family members acting all weirded out because Justin and I will continue with our living situation, ie: seperate bedrooms, after the wedding. They just can't get it through their heads that we do not have to sleep in the same bed to have a good relationship. The sleeping thing does not affect our level of intimacy, we have a normal, healthy relationship both physically and emotionally. The 8 to 10 hours a day that we are unconcious doesn't have anything to do with it. We just are not compatible sleepers. I want to sleep diagonally on the bed with no one touching me, and Justin wants to sleep in a room where ice develops on the alarm clock at night. Easily solved by sleeping in different places right?
So anyway, that's the drama for now, more as more is available.
On the Ground Again
Ok so about every two years or so I sprain my ankle and end up on the ground in some inconvenient place. Apparently today was the day. I was walking to my Aunts house which is just one block over and one block down from our house, when I got to the corner where Maybe likes to go under a bush to do her puppy duty, I stepped on some uneven ground and down I went, with a terrible, gristly pop and a scream. I felt sure that instead of my usual sprain my ankle had actually broken this time. Naturally my cell phone was not working, and Justin had gone into Lubbock to pick up our paychecks. Brilliant. Luckily the across the street neighbor was pulling into his driveway so I screamed bloody hell until he came and then begged him to let me use his phone. Which he did. I called my dad so that I wouldn't have to go to the hospital in an ambulance. My father arrived on the scene and what does he do? Immediatly he uses his fancy fire department radio to call the ambulance!! Gah!! So they come and talk about how hairy my legs are,(its been winter!) and how high my blood pressure is (hello I'm on the ground in pain!) and then finally they wheel me into the ambulance. At the hospital I get Dr.Tan who is the worst doctor in the history of healthcare, who proceeds to call me fat, tell me my ankle has an ugly sprain, give me an aircast and tell me to eat my vegetables.
Maybe is also refusing to put pressure on her left leg. We cannot find a sticker and aren't entirely sure what is wrong, but hopefully it is just sympathy pain and she will be fine. She was fine when she went in her crate after her walk...We're going to watch her for a couple of days and then take her to the vet if she does not improve.
In wedding news, we called Justin's parents to tell them the new and improved wedding date, and his mom says that his cousin Rachelle is getting married the same day and someone is graduating from high school! Bah!!
Oh, and I've got my wedding dress ordered, and the outfit for the Amarillo Barbeque that will take place a couple of weeks later and serve as our shower. More on that as more is available.
Maybe is also refusing to put pressure on her left leg. We cannot find a sticker and aren't entirely sure what is wrong, but hopefully it is just sympathy pain and she will be fine. She was fine when she went in her crate after her walk...We're going to watch her for a couple of days and then take her to the vet if she does not improve.
In wedding news, we called Justin's parents to tell them the new and improved wedding date, and his mom says that his cousin Rachelle is getting married the same day and someone is graduating from high school! Bah!!
Oh, and I've got my wedding dress ordered, and the outfit for the Amarillo Barbeque that will take place a couple of weeks later and serve as our shower. More on that as more is available.
Save The Date
Well we have finally set a fairly certain date for the wedding, and today I am going dress shopping, although, really, I think we'll probably end up with a dress from online. Anyway, we're looking at May 20th. Yes, I know, it has moved up considerably since the Original October 15th date, but the thing is, no one was interested in helping plan or talking about, or even acknowledging the wedding. This came from the fact that Justin and I have lived together for 2 years so our families don't see our wedding as a big deal, which totally sucks. So, I've decided that being married is way more important to me than having a wedding anyway, and that I want to just have something small and simple as soon as reasonably possible. We're going to do it at the gazebo on the courthouse square in Levelland. We're inviting like 30 or 40 people and then we are going to go to the Japanese Steakhouse or Zookinis afterwards for dinner and cake. To be perfectly honest, I'm more excited about it now than I was about the huge fiasco in October anyway. Patrick, Tiffany and Jen, make sure that I have your addresses for an invite!!
Also, I'm thinking of this quote for the invitations, let me know what you think:
When you realize
you want to spend
the rest of your life with somebody,
you want the rest of your life
to start as soon as possible.
(From: When Harry Met Sally)
(and then of course there will be the rest of the "come to our wedding" stuff)
Any opinions?
Also, I'm thinking of this quote for the invitations, let me know what you think:
When you realize
you want to spend
the rest of your life with somebody,
you want the rest of your life
to start as soon as possible.
(From: When Harry Met Sally)
(and then of course there will be the rest of the "come to our wedding" stuff)
Any opinions?
Maybe a Nap...
Maybe has learned to sleep through the night! I think she has finally stopped missing her siblings and accept Justin and I has her 'parents.' This is good. It's also good that she is the laziest puppy that I have ever ever seen. She's like: walk, nap. Chew toy, nap. Chase the cat, Nap. Yes! A complete stranger told me today that she is a "pretty little dog." Yay!! Ok time for a bath. Mine...not Maybe's
Puppy Love!
We have a new puppy. Her name is Maybe. She is half Miniature Beagle and half Australian Sheperd (we think that this combination was probably increadibly uncomfortable for the mini beagle). I think Justin and I lucked out on this first co-parenting venture. We have had her for less than one day and she is house-broken, leash trained and she knows to go to her crate to sleep. There is a small problem with howling at night...well...all the time really (and its that loud beagle howl, it sounds like screaming children or demons or something), but we're chalking this up to seperation anxiety. She was one of six puppies and we have sort of distrupted her family structure. She also gets along well with the cats, which isn't easy for any of us. Remarkable. Anyway, we think she's the cutest (four legged) thing ever, feel free to judge for yourself.
Yumm
Justin is at work right now, but I had a class today so I'm home, which means that my favorite pizza was just delivered: hamburger, black olive and green pepper from MamaMia's Pizza. Soooo good. It's my reward for dragging myself out of bed at 8am and then walking home from my excruciating class. Ahhh!
Note: This picture is not the actual pizza...my camera's battery is dead again.
Note: This picture is not the actual pizza...my camera's battery is dead again. Good.
I got a new picture on my profile, taken yesterday, by Justin, who is the only person alive who can take a good picture of me. I'm also posting a good picture of us together that was taken in...May I think. Who knew cheap hotel rooms could provide pretty good light for photos? Anyway, Justin finally received his birthday/Valentines day gifts in the mail today. A PS2 and a couple of games, and the girl from Kay Jewelers just called and I can pick up my newly resized ring today. Yes, things are better than yesterday. Hmm I just realized that I look young and sunburned in that picture...and I have center parted hair...maybe its not such a great pic...but its the only one of us together so deal. :)
Grr.
My profile is now lacking a picture because someone changed it from a picture of me to a picture of some random warcraft character. I do not know who did this, Justin says it wasn't him....but it's really random for it to just happen like that. I'm so fucking tired of people messing with stuff. The instances of people being in our house and leaving lights on has increased. Fuck Fuck Fuck.
Sneaky!
Ok, somebody did my Johari Window and didn't post their name...now, all the people that I know for sure read my blog, (ie: Patrick, Tiffany, Jennifer and Justin) filled in the blank for name so I'm really at a loss here...who are you? Hmmm...
Are you the same person who has a key to our house? Someone came in on Friday night and turned the TV off, turned a light on that we never use, and locked the door when they left. I have interrogated all family members and they say no. This is creepy. Anyone with a key to our house please turn it in at your earliest convenience!!
Are you the same person who has a key to our house? Someone came in on Friday night and turned the TV off, turned a light on that we never use, and locked the door when they left. I have interrogated all family members and they say no. This is creepy. Anyone with a key to our house please turn it in at your earliest convenience!!
Oh yeah
And oh yeah, I hate stores that have a website, but you can't buy the product there. How stupid is that???
A Valentine Tradition
Pierced my nose last night. I had taken it out when I worked at that terrible job in Denton...the first terrible job, not the second...anyway. The first time I got it done was Valentine's Day 2 years ago. I can't believe it's taken me so long to have it done again...so anyway, now I have a tiny blue stone in my left nostril. Fun.
Justin and I had a great night last night, we did a little shopping, and took my Valentine gift to Kay Jewelers where it came from to have it sized. I tried to post a link but it has mysteriously dissappeared off the website. In any case, it is a pink sapphire ring, which is just gorgeous. The stones start out dark, really almost red and then get progressivly lighter towards the other side until they are almost clear. Lovely. We also went to Ohanas Japanese Steakhouse and had shrimp and scallops and rice it was great and fun. I like to watch the guy crack the egg with his spatula. I don't know why that's my favorite part but it is.
Anyway, as soon as I charge my camera I 'll post a pic of the nosering and my Valentine.
Justin and I had a great night last night, we did a little shopping, and took my Valentine gift to Kay Jewelers where it came from to have it sized. I tried to post a link but it has mysteriously dissappeared off the website. In any case, it is a pink sapphire ring, which is just gorgeous. The stones start out dark, really almost red and then get progressivly lighter towards the other side until they are almost clear. Lovely. We also went to Ohanas Japanese Steakhouse and had shrimp and scallops and rice it was great and fun. I like to watch the guy crack the egg with his spatula. I don't know why that's my favorite part but it is.
Anyway, as soon as I charge my camera I 'll post a pic of the nosering and my Valentine.
What Gets Me In Trouble
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Tax Refund!
We got our tax refunds today. This is very very good news as it means we're able to pay all of our bills off and buy groceries, and since we'll be caught up, a few little fun things for ourselves. Justin's birthday is the 21 of February and he just refuses to settle on what he wants. It will be a combination Valentine's/Birthday gift so I really want it to be good. Anyone with ideas, please let me know. It's raining...very weird, as it never rains. I like it.
We are also kind of at a loss for where to go for Valentine's dinner. There is of course a huge selection of restaraunts in Lubbock but finding one that's nice and affordable, that we both like, that won't be over crowded and takes reservations seems to be a problem. We seem to be asking too much. I really really wish there was a Bourbon Street here. So far it's looking like one of the Japanese steakhouses is our best bet. That's ok, I really like the soup and sushi.
My feathers are also ruffled because the WalMart in Hereford is waaaay better than the one here. Oh well.
More news as and when...
We are also kind of at a loss for where to go for Valentine's dinner. There is of course a huge selection of restaraunts in Lubbock but finding one that's nice and affordable, that we both like, that won't be over crowded and takes reservations seems to be a problem. We seem to be asking too much. I really really wish there was a Bourbon Street here. So far it's looking like one of the Japanese steakhouses is our best bet. That's ok, I really like the soup and sushi.
My feathers are also ruffled because the WalMart in Hereford is waaaay better than the one here. Oh well.
More news as and when...
The Mighty Huntress
The cat that I like the least, (because I think she's evil, and she thinks she's Justin's girlfriend), Yumi proved herself useful during the night last night. When we got up this afternoon, there were two dead mice positioned around the house. (one placed strategically outside my bedroom door, we are all very lucky that I didn't step on it.) So, now that she's proved her worth, I suppose I'll have to be more accepting of her presence here.
The girl who used to babysit me as a child, Carolyn, is in town this week for her father's funeral and has asked to see me, and while I hesitate to not go where someone wants me, I'm very apprehensive about going. I don't want to see people who I used to know anymore, because I'm so ashamed about how I look. I've gotten too fat and I can't stand for people who knew me when I was hot to see me. (This is also partialy the reason, that I'm having such a hard time getting to Canyon to see Patrick and Tiffany, even though, I was pretty fat when Patrick knew me. *sigh*) I now work with a guy that I went to high school with, and I'm really really uncomfortable most of the time that he's there. (This is also partially because he's turned into a kind of jerk).
The good news: We'll have our tax refunds in 2 days! Hurray!
The girl who used to babysit me as a child, Carolyn, is in town this week for her father's funeral and has asked to see me, and while I hesitate to not go where someone wants me, I'm very apprehensive about going. I don't want to see people who I used to know anymore, because I'm so ashamed about how I look. I've gotten too fat and I can't stand for people who knew me when I was hot to see me. (This is also partialy the reason, that I'm having such a hard time getting to Canyon to see Patrick and Tiffany, even though, I was pretty fat when Patrick knew me. *sigh*) I now work with a guy that I went to high school with, and I'm really really uncomfortable most of the time that he's there. (This is also partially because he's turned into a kind of jerk).
The good news: We'll have our tax refunds in 2 days! Hurray!
I Need a Girl-Friend
Ok, so I love Justin more than anyone else in this world. I enjoy spending time with him, we get along great for the most part, and I can't imagine anyone that I would rather spend the rest of my life with.
However.
I need a girl friend. As good as Justin is, he doesn't like to shop. (Which is to be expected, he is a guy after all, but I distinctly remember that towards the beginning of our relationship, he said "oh yeah, I love to shop." Perhaps this was a beautiful dream.) The thing is, I really like to shop. A lot. I don't even have to be buying anything to be happy walking around the mall. And I enjoy looking at things that I certainly dont really want or need.
Justin doesn't understand this. If I look at a gigantic diamond ring that costs upwards of 20 thousand dollars, he thinks that nothing he can ever get me will be good enough....It's shiny for christsakes! Of course I'm gonna look at it! If it was pink, I'd probably still be looking at it. That doesn't mean I want it. Doesn't mean I need it, doesn't mean I wouldn't be happy with a CrackerJack toy, as long as it came from him.
He does not want to shop for shoes, he does not want to see girly movies, he does not want to get his nails done. He does not want to watch "A Baby Story" on TLC.
I need a girl friend.
Most of my life, I've been okay without the female friendship dynamic. In spite of the fact that I myself am really girly, I've always been more of a guys-girl. I'm not sentimental at all, I don't really gossip, and most of the time I'm just more comfortable around guys. I really am okay shopping alone most of the time, and I'm not sure what's brought on this sudden need for a shopping, movie, talk-about-boys, kind of friend. But I really need one, and I need to find one soon. *sigh*
However.
I need a girl friend. As good as Justin is, he doesn't like to shop. (Which is to be expected, he is a guy after all, but I distinctly remember that towards the beginning of our relationship, he said "oh yeah, I love to shop." Perhaps this was a beautiful dream.) The thing is, I really like to shop. A lot. I don't even have to be buying anything to be happy walking around the mall. And I enjoy looking at things that I certainly dont really want or need.
Justin doesn't understand this. If I look at a gigantic diamond ring that costs upwards of 20 thousand dollars, he thinks that nothing he can ever get me will be good enough....It's shiny for christsakes! Of course I'm gonna look at it! If it was pink, I'd probably still be looking at it. That doesn't mean I want it. Doesn't mean I need it, doesn't mean I wouldn't be happy with a CrackerJack toy, as long as it came from him.
He does not want to shop for shoes, he does not want to see girly movies, he does not want to get his nails done. He does not want to watch "A Baby Story" on TLC.
I need a girl friend.
Most of my life, I've been okay without the female friendship dynamic. In spite of the fact that I myself am really girly, I've always been more of a guys-girl. I'm not sentimental at all, I don't really gossip, and most of the time I'm just more comfortable around guys. I really am okay shopping alone most of the time, and I'm not sure what's brought on this sudden need for a shopping, movie, talk-about-boys, kind of friend. But I really need one, and I need to find one soon. *sigh*
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