Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Friday was L's Rehearsal dinner. It was my first time being to the venue so it was great to see where it was all going to go down. I pulled into the parking lot and immediately started to get shaky and tears welled up in my eyes. I had to remind myself that I needed to keep my shit together because if L saw me she would start crying too, and I didn't want to be responsible for her make-up being smudged in all of her pictures. So I took a couple deeps breathes and got out of the car.
I just couldn't believe that the day was finally here! We had been talking about this for 2 1/2 years...more if you count how much we talked about it before she got engaged. It was a pretty big deal. So we all found out who we were walking with. Practiced walking down the aisle. I was impressed that I didn't trip and fall directly on my face. It was pretty exciting. Since we are just super awesome people we only needed to do one run through. Then it was time for the delicious food.
Big A had to work on Friday, so he got there late. It wasn't a huge deal that he missed the rehearsal since he could see the whole sha-bang for himself the next day, but they were cleaning up the food when he came and I felt bad that he had to rush through eating it. Then he went off with the guys, and all of the girls went to put the centerpieces back together. (Poor L and one of her maid of honors put them together months ago, but then figured out last week that they weren't transportable - is that a word? - and had to take them apart to bring them and then put them all back together. Minus the missing bag of gems, it was pretty easy. And once we found the missing bag it was all smooth sailing).
Then we said adios and all went home to get our beauty sleep.
The next morning I woke up at the ass crack of dawn (which equals anything before 10 AM on a weekend - so it was 7:15...which is waaaaay too early for this gal) mosied my way down to Dunkin Donuts, inserted an IV of coffee into my arm and headed out to the salon. We got out hair and make-up done and it was fun to be a little pampered. I have never had my make-up done so I was all excited and imagined this amazing red carpet-worthy look...but the woman kept it pretty plain. And she put concealer all over my face (which I never do) so I felt greasy. Then I ended up fixing my make-up when we got there so it was kind of a waste.
The woman was very nice and I'm not saying she didn't do a good job, it just wasn't what I'm used to and we all know that I am picky as hell. So... lesson learned. Next time I will save the $35 and do it myself.
After stopping at L's mom's house we went to the venue. Dark clouds started rolling in and there was some pretty diesel thunder going on. It started to sprinkle a tiny bit and I got a text from Big A saying that it was pouring rain where he was. I hoped that we were far enough away that it wouldn't matter. We yelled at the sky and told the clouds to keep moving. It seemed to work because they rolled on out and we never saw them again. It was a beautiful day.
Everything went pretty smooth from there on out. We got ready, took pictures, and then it was time to walk down the aisle. L looked absolutely amazing (as she always does, but my GOD can that girl rock a wedding dress like no other!).It was a little emotional as she walked down the aisle and I have never seen her hubby smile so much. It was great to see them so happy and so in love with each other. They had their little dude up there with them and he provided enough comic relief that I was able to keep my shit mostly together during the ceremony. At one point there was a bug on L's wedding dress and one of her maid of honors (she had two by the way, that's why I keep saying that) pulled it off. And L's little man jumped to attention and made sure to squish that bug so it wouldn't keep crawling up Momma's dress. We all died laughing. He was too cute!
Then it was time for the fun! We had a great time at the reception! The food was delicious! The music was great! And everyone had an amazing time! It's always good when everyone can kind of mingle with each other. It makes it that much better. Rather than everyone just sitting at their tables, no talking, no dancing. Not this crowd! They also had a photo booth which was fun. Even though I almost took down the tent when I tripped and almost went through the other side of it. I was trying not to step on L's dress, but I guess she probabaly would have preferred that to me collapsing the tent. But... luckily I did neither so gooooo me!
And then just like that...it was all over! I can't believe that it all just flew by. It went too fast. And now I can't believe that it is over.
I was exhausted so we only hung out at the after party for a little bit. Big A and I went off to bed and then met up with everyone the next morning for breakfast which was nice.
And that concludes L's wedding! She's off on her honeymoon next week! She's spending time with family tonight so I won't see her and then she will be away next Tuesday. I'm so sad that I won't see her for two weeks! But, I guess I can understand that ya know...she did just get married...and she does have family in town that she needs to see...so I will suck it up and be a big girl.
The rest of the weekend went by in a blur. Big A and I hung out with some friends on Sunday and then headed over to my parents' house for a little BBQ and to get Mr. Fresh. (They were dog sitting him while we were at the wedding!). Then yesterday we went for a ride in Betty (please remember that Betty is Big A's convertible...just didn't want any confusion hehe) and then headed over to our friends' house for some lounging by the pool, some adult beverages (because ya know...we hadn't had enough that weekend), and some more BBQ.
And then just like that...Memorial weekend was over. So sad. It was NOT easy to get up for work this morning. But whatever. Time to be a big girl hehe.
Oh, and because this post isn't long enough...Mr. Fresh had a lovely birthday even though his parents ditched him for most of the night. Although given the cluster that was his last birthday, he probably enjoyed the solitude (that's a whole other story for another day). We made sure to give him extra love and treats, and then spoiled him rotten when we got home.
And that's all for our weekend. Crazy. Emotional. Exhausting. Awesome. All of those describe our weekend. I must say that even though I am so sad that L's wedding is over, it will be nice to get back to a little normalcy. And Big A is making me put wedding plans on hold until are the 4th of July. He said I've been so busy that I need to give myself this break (BOOOOOOOOO!). But, since I kind of need him for planning, I have no choice. So I will look. I will drool. I will fantasize. BUT, not major plans will be made.
Now July 5th is a different story. Get ready for some fun! Hehe.
Friday, May 27, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Welcome to my morning!
I was put in charge of registering 40 people for a training. They all have different amounts that need to be paid depending on whether they are staying overnight, etc. Then I find out that two people registered themselves, but I still have to pay for them.
So, with me being in Virginia all week last week, and in Springfield yesterday, I knew I needed to get all of this crap done since I hadn't been in the office in over a week. Sooo... I cancelled my dentist appointment (darn!) and headed into work as per usual this morning.
I arrived at 8:00 AM and got right down to work.
It is now 10:18 AM.
It took me this long of searching for papers, adding up amounts, subtracting amounts, rechecking amount (I never liked math) to find out that I am $215 short. And the deadline is quickly coming up.
So, now I am trying to figure out how to cover my caboose. I doubt that I can get them to send me another check on time. Or that I can figure out a way to get them to send me a check in the first place because I have nothing to tell them why I need this money in the first place. It's not even like the check would be made out to me.
So now I feel dumb. Dumb that I added wrong. Dumb that it took me this long to figure it out. Dumb because I can't find a solution.
Eh, no big deal right? Just all these people won't get to go to their mandatory training. Yeaaah.... that will go over well.
Today is a day I wish I had gone to the dentist. That is how much I do not want to be dealing with this right now. Such a pain in the ass and no one to blame but myself.
On a brighter note, I am going with L tonight to see Bridesmaids. We have been dying to see it. And I have heard great things about it. PLUS, the movie theatre we go to is right next to an Uno's, so we have to have our mandatory drinks afterward. It is a must.
So, that is what is getting me through my day. L, drinks, and a movie. I can't make it.
I think I can, I think I can.
Anyone else having a pain in the ass day? Ug!
Monday, May 23, 2011
Although, they almost never came to be since I am totally have major issues with uploading pictures to Blogger. Anyone else having trouble with this? Ug.
Saturday, we all met up at L's house for some snacks and to hang out before the limo came. There was so much food and such a great group of girls. We were having a blast.
But, of course, we weren't going to turn down a limo to Boston.
So, after 7,343 pictures we got in and headed on out.
When we got to the first bar, there was a very overzealous bartender who wanted to make sure he showed L a good time. He brought her behind the bar and had her help mix drinks. It was wicked funny!
Of course, he forgot to mention that he worked there as he was asking everyone "where the bride was" and saying he "just wanted to show her a good time". So, I pretty much told him that he didn't have a shot in hell with her and that maybe he should keep moving. I wasn't going to let some creepo try to see if L wanted to get it all "out of her system" and chase her around last night.
However, he finally explained himself and I apologized for telling him where to go and how to get there. But, that next time he might want to explain himself a little more. We girls can be pretty overprotective of our own.
Me and Marizzle
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Friday, May 20, 2011
I love how happy we both look in this picture!
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Business trip = complete disaster trying to get home.
Somewhere in my mind, I thought that if I just expected it then, maybe, just maybe, the cosmos would align to prove me wrong. I mean it is a pretty common thing. To be proven wrong that is...unfortunately, it is very rarely in the positive direction.
I headed to the airport after a particularly long day and found out the my flight had been delayed for about an hour. No big deal. It might still take off on time. Not a problem.
Yeah...I've been sitting here for over four hours.
I need a drink. I need a cigarette (I know yuck, but don't judge). And I need all 8,000 annoying people who are for some reason leaving from the same area that I am to go the hell away.
That is what I need.
However, instead. I am getting a sore back, the floor is so hard that my ass feels like it is on fire, and despite my attempts to stay out of the way, people are continuing to go out of their way to walk over me.
Seriously, someone put me out of my misery here.
I don't know why I continue to agree to these trips. I am the only one who gets screwed. No one else.
And the woman who keeps giving us updates keeps coming on the mic to tell us she doesn't have any information and will tell us when she does. Honestly lady, unless you have good news for me, I don't want to hear it.
As you can imagine I'm a bit cranky. And I really can't help it. The airport was a cluster. The people working the ticket lines were rude. Most of the people I came into contact with were idiots and my normally sunny disposition (as everyone who knows me starts laughing) is gone.I did my best, but it is gone.
I've reached my breaking point. I have hit my wall. I have had an extremely busy, emotional, long, crazy, absolutely fucking insane week and I am just ready to go home. I just want to be home.
Not that it matters too much anyway because by the time I get home it will be time for Big A to hit the sack and I will get about 0.5 seconds with him. Awesome.
Hey fiance! Nice to see you after 3 days! Oh what? You are sleeping? Hello? Are you snoring?
Welcome to my life. They want me to go to Pittsburgh next month. I'm not thinking that is going to happen. Unless I have a 9 AM flight coming home, so when I get delayed for 5 hours, I can still get home at a reasonable hour. I think that should be in my contract.
UG! "Supposedly" we are leaving in 9 minutes. Buuut... seeing as how I am still sitting on the floor that smells like urine... I'm not having too much faith in their time predictions.
Just a thought.
Wish me luck. That I get the hell out of here before I kill someone.
- Seriously... who has a meeting that starts at 7 AM? I mean honestly, do you expect me to sit and listen to presentations and A) Pay attention and B) Remember anything anyone said after 5 seconds
- Seriously...why am I sitting by myself in my hotel room in Virginia when I should be home with my man. Whose bright idea was it to have a meeting right after I get engaged (forget the fact it has been in planning for months, ha!)
- Seriously...why did the weird little man sitting next to me on the plane here need to stand on my foot the entire time we were waiting to get off the plane...can you not feel my foot underneath you? That's not the plane smartie!
- Seriously...why have I not been able to sleep for two days and when I have I had the most insane dreams ever. And not a good kind of insane. I'm tiiiirrrreeeeed.
- Seriously...why the hell is Jerry Springer still on TV? And how can he still find a plethora of wacked out people to be on his show? And WHY do they always run out and immediately attack the other person (I may or may not be watching it right now while I am "working")
- Seriously...why does the weather have to suck every time I travel? If I have to sit around and wait in a god damn airport, or get home later than I am supposed to, I am pretty sure that someone is gonna get it
- Seriously...when I typed in "seriously" into the labels section, it prompted me to choose serial killers. Do a lot of people write about serial killers? Obviously, Blogger thought they did enough to put it in their system! HA!
How great is it to have an actual excuse to bitch and moan? Not that I needed one anyway!
Head on over and link up with From Mrs. to Mama. She is a pretty bomb ass chick so you should check her out...oh and her amazingly gorgeous daughter! That kid is seriously the cutest thing ever!
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
I can't say that it has been horrible. I have seen some beautiful sights and spent time with some great people.
Buuuuut. Dorothy wasn't just a crazy hyper-sensitive bitch that got lost easy. She was right. There's no place like home.
I miss Big A. I miss Mr. Fresh. My friends. My bed. My town. My normalcy. My routine.
I don't like to venture out of my comfort zone often. I'm working on it. I was getting better at travelling, but this week is hard.
Big A and I JUST got engaged like two seconds ago. I should be home with him. Basking in our newly engaged glow, driving him nuts but constantly talking about the wedding and then swearing up and down that I wouldn't talk about the wedding all the time.
But...I did find this one place, and this is the correct color, and do you think that when we get married we will still be awesome?
Heh. Poor Big A.
I know it will subside a bit until we dive into planning, but right now it is just all super exciting.
Sidenote:I'm sure you are wondering if I will spent the next 16 months talking about my wedding non-stop. And I can answer that question.
I've waited 25 years to feel this excitement. I'm enjoying every god damn second of it.
Buuuut, I'm sure I will find more things to bitch about too, so I'll be switching it up too.
I should be home with him, that's my main point.
The meeting is going OK. My ADD is pretty much outta hand, but I have fun people that have ADD too, so we wander the halls alot. Or have "super important things that we need to check on".
Tomorrow starts at the ass crack of dawn. Why the hell am I still awake?
Then I have fabulous lunch plans. Then I will be praying that Mother Nature doesn't screw me hardcore again this time without at least buying me dinner first. It will be an adventure getting home. I'm well aware.
Then starts a weekend of insanity. And then a week of more insanity.
I have L's bachelorette part this weekend. It kinda sucks for the fact that I have barely seen her due to scheduling crap, and then I will see her at her party. I can't exactly ask her to ignore everyone else and catch up with me.
Or can I?
Then hopefully, we will have survived and been revived enough by Tuesday to go see Bridesmaids (so excited!) and grab a drink or two before she is a Mrs.
Then she goes on her stinky honeymoon and ignores me more. The nerve.
That just means we will have to have an extra long catch up when she gets back. With looooots of wine.
And I now realize that I am rambling without much substance and don't really have much more to go with...which means that I can either continue rambling or go to bed.
Bed it is. Goodnight lovies! Hopefully the next time I talk to you I am either avoiding a meeting, or waiting for my on-time flight that will be perfectly smooth.
When we arrived home that evening, Thursday was already over. The day that we had gotten engaged, was over and it was a new day. That was bittersweet. I so wanted to hold onto that feeling. Like I said before... I didn't want to forget a single moment of it.
Friday came before I knew it. I barely slept a wink, but the night flew by and it was time to go to work. As excited as I was to get into work and tell everyone, I didn't want to leave Big A. I have been engaged for only 12 hours and now I was leaving my fiance for the whole day. That sucked. But I put on my big girl panties and went to work.
Lucky for me, I ran into Big A on my lunch break. That was pretty exciting. Heh. Ahhh the little things.
Friday night, we had dinner plans with friends already so it was great planning. They came over and we had a couple of drinks (and some champagne!) which I proceeded to drink out of my engagement ring wine glass that J$ had bought me (there's a funny story about that). Then headed over to this local Mexican restaurant. Well...even though at 11 AM that morning they took a reservation for 8:15 PM...by the time we got there they assured us that they don't take reservations and never have. Fun. So we got to wait for a good twenty minutes before my inner-child was extremely cranky and they sat us down.
After some great food and margaritas, we headed back to our house again. For some more champagne and beers. Needless to say, it was another long night.
And for the record...hard cider, champagne, and margaritas...DO.NOT.MIX And I ended up accidentally dropping the glass that J$ gave me when I was washing it and shattered it. That's not the funny story. I actually cried. I'm heartbroken.
Saturday night, a friend of mine came over and brought us an AMAZING engagement gift. It was this beautiful box, with a picture frame on the front, that said He asked and she said Yes! Then it had our names on it and the date that we got engaged. It was perfect. Ma Dukes stopped by and informed me that there were flowers on the front porch and thought they were for hag lady in the front apartment. Since we ALL get our mail there, I thought maybe it could be for us and I went up to look . It was from L, her almost-hubby, and her handsome little man. They are BEAUTIFUL! They are slowly, but surely opening up! I will have to take a picture and show you guys. Then C and I headed to Border's for some Wedding books and magazines! I got Big A this great book that tells him pretty much how to handle me if I go off the deep end while attempting to plan this wedding. (Let's hope he doesn't need it, but I thought he could use all of the help he could get)
Saturday night, we went to a friend's house for a BBQ and some more celebrating. They were watching the Bruin's game and I was trying not to fall asleep. It had been a long couple days. Another night when we didn't get to bed until after midnight.
Sunday we finally made it over to his parents' house to see them and Big A's sister. It was nice to be with my "new" family (they were already family, this just makes it legit!). We hung out for awhile and talked plans and such. Then it was time for my family dinner, so Big A and I rushed home. We threw together the laundry (since we don't have a washer & dryer so I have to do it at my parents - ummm yeah we need a house pronto) and then it was time for Mr. Fresh and I to leave. Home by 10:40 and another almost midnight bedtime.
We're exhausted. It's been days of non-stop celebration. And although we love everyone we saw and we were so excited to share our news, we were "celebrating" (i.e. drinking) for 3 days straight. So it is time for a break.
Unfortunately, I am off to VA tomorrow for 3 days for a work event. Which couldn't have come at a worse time. I was a little excited to go since it sounds like it will actually be fun, but I don't want to be aways from Big A now. We have barely spent any alone time together since we got engaged and now I am gone for two days.
Ahh well though, there's nothing I can do about it. And I kind of need this job since we have a wedding to plan and all.
Ya know... cuz we gots ENGAGED!!! Ha ha still love saying that!
Well that is all for the insanity of the past few days.
Did anyone else have a whirlwind of an engagement? Days upon days of insanity? I feel like I'm going to be sad when all the excitement stops though.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
If you haven't read it already...read Part One first!
Big A laughed at my funny card and then read the sweet one (it is a tradition in my family to get one of each for EVERYTHING). We smooched and he said thank you, and he loved me. I asked him if he was ready for his present. He said yes, and I brought him out to the living room.
I had made him this collection of pictures of past cars that he has owned (or his Dad owned, or meant something to him, there were a bunch). I picked 9 great photos, placed them on canvases (similar to what I did back in November- did I ever show you guys those?) and attached them to each other in this cool design. There were 3 different sizes, and three different depths. It came out AMAZING if I do say so myself.
So…after that I asked if I could open my present. Big A had brought in a cute little gift bag with the flowers. He gets me gift certificates for massages and stores I like, so I was honestly expecting that. He told me to open my card and I did.
We had bought each other almost the same card. They both talked about how we were lucky to be in love with our best friend. That we have truly enjoyed our time together and that we couldn’t imagine live without each other or anyone else, because we were a perfect fit. It was cute. We commented on how similar the cards were. I told him thank you and I love you and then he told me to open my present.I fished through the back for a couple seconds because there was a bunch of tissue paper in there. And then I saw the box.My heart skipped a couple beats. And then began pounding harder than I have ever felt. I told myself to calm down. I told myself not to react. I told myself that this could be earrings. Or a pendant. Or some other type of ring. The box was big enough. It could have been anything. I looked at Big A. And I looked back at the box. I pulled the box out of the bag.I prepared myself to open it up and find anything, but an engagement ring. I didn’t want to act like I wasn’t happy if he had bought me something else.
I imagined him trying so hard to pick me out something amazing, and I ruined the whole thing by being disappointed because it wasn’t an engagement ring.I took a deep breathe. I opened the box. And there it was.
The most beautiful ring in the entire world. My entire body started shaking. I burst into tears. I looked down at the ring. And then up at Big A. Then down at the ring again. And he wasn’t saying anything.I thought, Oh, my God. What if this isn’t an engagement ring? What if he just bought me a diamond ring and he doesn’t know that that’s not OK. (Goooo me!)So, I looked up at him again.
And when I could finally choke words out again, I said:“Is this…is this…what I think…it is” Between sobs.Big A looked at me and smiled. He took the box out of my hand and got down on one knee.
And said:“Will you marry me?”And with those four words, my entire life changed. I kept screaming “Oh my God!” and “Yes of course!” and different girly squeals while attempting to calm myself down, slow the tears a bit, and return to breathing like a normal person.
I quickly took the ring off of my right ring finger, took the promise ring Big A had bought me two years (to the day) ago on my right hand, and watched as he slid this amazingly perfect ring onto my finger. I pulled him up to me, and we both had tears in our eyes. And I just remember smiling so hard the my face hurt. We laughed and we cried and we kissed. We told each other how much me loved each other. We held each other.
We moved from room to room to room as we tried to function as normal human beings that were so drunk with happiness and love that it was completely impossible to remember how to act.I wanted to savor every single moment of it.
I wanted to spend every single second with him. I wanted to hold on to each minute that this was our own little secret. That everything in the world had changed and no one had known it but us. I watched cars drive by and people walking in and out of the restaurant across the street and they had no idea. They had no idea that the world just changed.
That Big A and I were getting married and that everything in the world was perfect.Eventually, we parted for a moment. Took some deep breaths and calmed ourselves a bit.
Big A said that he needed a beer and a cigarette because he had been holding onto this (and silently freaking out) for days. I told him that he was an amazing actor because I had absolutely no clue what was going on.I called my parents and my brother.
I called L. I texted a picture of the ring to Lil One (I always said that was what I would do, she agreed. Unfortunately, it was a different story when I had actually done it hahaha LOVE YOU!). We called his parents.Then we went down to where most of our friends hung out to tell them all of the good news. Although, of course, most of them weren’t there. So we made more phone calls (I use we, but really mean that I kept screaming… “Oh My God! I have to call so and so and tell them” and Big A would laugh and smile and kiss me and yell thank you when I told him so and so said congratulations!)
More of our friends came down to join us.We were having too much fun basking in the glow of all of our excitement. We never made it to dinner. We ordered a pizza and Big A ate it on the way to my parents’ house. I choked down a couple of pieces, but gave most of it to the dog when no one was looking so they thought that I was eating.
I was just too excited. By the time we got home that night, it was past midnight. We were still so amped up from everything that we didn’t even attempt to go to sleep until past 1 AM. We were just talking about everything. Relieving all the amazing moments we had that night.
Big A told me that my reaction was priceless. That it was the best thing that he could ever ask for. He said that when life gets him down, or he is having a bad day, he knows that all he has to do is remember the look on my face and he will know that it is all worth it. That all of the bad stuff, it is all worth it, for that moment. This just reassured me even more (not that there was a doubt for a second) that I said yes to the right man.
That he is absolutely perfect for me. And I for him.I am so incredibly lucky to have found my soul mate. My best friend. My partner in crime. My everything. We are so incredibly happy to start this next chapter of our life. We can’t wait to start planning our special day (and figure out how the hell we are going to pull it all off haha). Thank you to everyone for your kind words, your support, and your well wishes. They mean the world to us.And of course… I couldn’t finish this off without a picture of the ring…because I am finally ready to share it…
Monday, May 16, 2011
I started writing this post a couple of times, but I felt a little protective over it all. I honestly imagined that when I got engaged, it would go like this:
Oh my God! I’m engaged.
Hug. Hug. Kiss. Kiss.
Call parents & close friends.
I thought that I wouldn’t be able to wait for the entire world to know. But, it wasn’t like that.
I held onto Big A forever. Enjoying every single moment of it. Remembering every single facial expression. Soaking in every single I love you.
We made our phone calls. Saw some friends. Spent time with family. And thanks to my mom blowing it up on Facebook, I did say something the next morning (haha love you Mom)
But, I wanted everyone to find out from me. I wanted everyone to see my ring in person (except for a few long distance friends).
And I wanted them to hear our story from us. So I waited on this one. But, when I was talking to my mom last night, I said that I wish I could just relive it. Over and over and over again, because it was the happiest day of my life. I didn’t want to forget anything that happened. I wanted to soak it all in and remember every single tiny detail of it all, so I can remember it forever.
So, she suggested I write it down. And since I’m already blabbering, I’m pretty sure that this will be a two part-er so that I don’t go on forever. So here it goes:
As I already mentioned, our 4 year anniversary was on Thursday, May 12. We (mostly me, but Big A gets a little nostalgic too sometimes) had been talking about it for weeks. How excited we were. How four years is a long time. How happy we still were… blah blah blah.
You all don’t want to hear about our pre-engagement mush… you want the meat & potatoes don’t you?
Things were a little weird, and looking back on it all now, I get it…but at the time I was really wondering what everyone’s problem was.
Thursday night, I got home from work, took our Mr. Fresh, cleaned up a bit around the house, took a shower, and got ready. When I got out of the shower, my phone rang and it was my dad. He was telling me that his car broke down and he was getting it towed to the shop that Big A works at, but that he didn’t mean to call me.
I asked if he needed a ride home and he said don’t worry about it, he was trying to call my brother but couldn’t get a hold of him. He said he knew we were going out to dinner so don’t worry about it. I tried to explain to him that I wasn’t going to leave him stranded, but he said not to worry about it. I asked again, but he just asked that I call my Grandmother (since his cell phone was dead) and tell her he would be late. He then asked that I try to get a hold of my brother. I agreed and got off the phone.
So I called my grandmother and the first thing she said to me was “What would you like to tell me? I thought to myself, that’s an odd way to begin a conversation, but didn’t think much of it. I gave her the scoop and got off the phone.
I then called my brother. He said that he was at work, but that there was no one around and he only had 10 minutes left so he answered the phone. I didn’t think anything of it, but later I was like… he NEVER answers his phone. Weird. Gave him the scoop and got off the phone.
I finished getting ready and got a text from L: “Happy anniversary love. I expect an instant phone call if anything exciting happens. Enjoy your night. Love you”. I laughed and wrote back: “Thanks Lady! Nothing exciting is going to happen so I wouldn’t hold your breather. But, I am lucky enough to have him so it’s OK”.
Because I honestly thought that I would see this coming from a mile away. The thing about Big A and I is that we can’t get anything past each other. We read each other like a book, and if one of us just accepts the “I’m fine” excuse, then it is only because we realize we shouldn’t push it…not because we actually believe it. So, I figured that Big A would be a freak show and I would know that it was coming. I mean there was always the hope with holidays, special occasions, weekends away, but I kept reminding myself that I was lucky enough to have met the love of my life and that was all that mattered (although it didn’t help that everyone one and their mother was getting engaged…seriously…a friend’s mother got engaged and married in the past year).
I was just to excited to spend our romantic night together, and I was dying for the food. We went to the same restaurant for 3 years in a row for our anniversary and got the same thing each time…so it was kind of tradition…and we had been drooling over it for weeks.
I finished getting dressed. I cracked open a beer. I turned on the TV and started watching the latest episode of One Tree Hill. L had a meeting with her DJ last Tuesday (since she is getting married in less than two freaking weeks!) so she didn’t come over. Which meant that I hadn’t watched it since Big A put his foot down on the chick shows and said that since I wouldn’t let him watch Clint Eastwood movies, I can’t watch chick shows. So, I catch up when he isn’t home.
He texted me to let me know that he was on his way. I got his cards ready. Made sure that his present was all set (you know the present I was freaking out over making…more on that later…it was a little overshadowed…he totally won best gift for this anniversary hehe). And finished my beer.
About 15 minutes, he came in with a BEAUTIFUL bouquet of a dozen red roses. They were amazing. I thought it was a little strange since he always gave me 6 red and 6 white, but didn’t think much of it. I figured that they had just been out. I haven’t even asked him if there was a reason, but it kicked a little bell off in my head that I promptly told to shut up.
I immediately went to put the flowers in water and started talking about dinner and such. And Mr. Cool as a Cucumber, was just talking to me like everything was normal. He was following me around the kitchen, but I figured that it was just because I had barely said hi to him before I noticed the flowers and grabbed them to put them in water.
I asked him if he wanted to open presents before or after dinner and he said it didn’t matter. He said that it was up to me to decide and that he really didn’t care either way. It was at that moment that all hope drained from my brain. I figured if he was ever to propose to me, then he would care when we did stuff. He would be acting like a gigantic weirdo. And he wouldn’t be Joe Cool over there like nothing was a big deal.
So, I decided that since I was so excited to give him his present then we would do it before dinner. I gave him his cards and told him to go sit down on the bed so that I could get his presents from up in the loft. It was too big to wrap, so I didn’t want him seeing it when I was walking down the stairs. I set it up on the couch, covered it with a blanket, and went back into the bedroom to watch him finish opening his cards.
Alright folks…that is it for now. I will post the rest of the story (or at least the juicy parts) tomorrow...although I am travelling for work tomorrow…so bear with me.
Friday, May 13, 2011
*Yay! Laura posted so I'm updating.*
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Showing that we are still a hot couple, even when dressed 80's style
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
It was kind of a pain, since you have to put it on differently than normal nail polish or else it looks weird. Luckily Marizzle told me about this ahead of time (while she was telling me that she could get it for my no problem and cheaper, and why didn't I think to ask her since she can go to the cosmetology store anytime. ug.) so I was prepared.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Today is Tuesday (duh right!). And that means that Big A and I’s anniversary is in two days. Two freaking days. And we will have been together for four years. That seems like an absurd amount of time to actually be able to get along with someone who you see every day.
Especially someone who you have lived with for the past year and a half. I really am surprised that neither one of us has plotted killing the other one. Must be love. Heh.
I kid. I kid. Although we may get on each other’s nerves sometimes, neither one of us would enjoy inflicting violence on the other. (And if Big A tries to tell you that I bet him up, we all know he is a bold-faced liar. He’s got 6 inches on me and I don’t know how many more pounds…my only saving grace is that I can head butt like a champ…heh)
I am currently in the works of making Big A’s anniversary present. I have this vision in my head of how I want it to work out and I am really hoping that it comes out similar. Often, I find that my imagination far surpasses my actual skill. It’s a real let down to envision this amazing thing and put all of this effort into it, only to find that it resembles a stick figure that could have been drawn better by a five year old. Fun.
I’m going to try to take some pictures as I go along and then show the finished product. (And no this won’t be like the pictures from Ma Duke’s party, I actually think I will take these… BUT pictures from that will be coming soon… promise!)
I really still can’t believe that it has been four years. Sometimes, I think that we have miscounted, but then I do the math again and realize that 2007 + 4 = 2011. It’s real. It all seemed to go by in a blink of an eye. All the things we talk about in regards to when we first met are FOUR years ago. Crazy.
Big A’s parents’ wedding anniversary is today. (Shout out to Mr. & Mrs. P! Happy Anniversary to two of the greatest people I know!) His mom was talking about how they will be married for 31 years. And I laughed because I think 4 years is a long time, I can’t imagine what I will think when it has been 31. Craziness.
So hopefully, I will be able to complete his present in time because if it all comes together like I think it will, then it is going to be an awesome present. At least I hope he likes it! I just drew out a sketch of what I want it to be. Now… just getting it to exist.
On other super exciting news, I got a bomb ass raise yesterday! My boss came to have lunch with me and told me about it. It is normal for everyone to get raises this time of year, so I was totally expecting it at some point. I was NOT expecting the amount. It was great! He thanked me for everything that I am doing and said that I was going a great job. He also said that although they wanted to recognize my hard work, they didn’t want to make the job too appealing because they want to move me on to bigger and better things. Soon.
It was really great to be appreciated. And my bosses are never shy about telling me how good of a job I am doing, but the money if definitely a great bonus! Moving on up! I’ve only been here for a year, so it is pretty exciting to see how far I have come. I haven’t received a raise at a job in years. And not for lack of effort, I was just in a position where they didn’t have any money to give anyone raises. Not exactly great for morale.
Big A was going to take me out to dinner to celebrate last night, but I had already started cooking. I made this cheesy chicken bruschetta thing, that I am pretty sure I overcooked since it was a little dry. BUT, it was my first time making it, so I am going to try something a little different next time. We did go to the store and get ice cream to have a little celebratory treat, so that was nice. We are going out on Thursday (and Friday with friends) so it was probably better that we didn’t go out last night. Money and all.
And that is all the excitement that I have for now. It is early in the day, so who knows if I will be back. There doesn’t look like much work on the horizon so, I might need something to entertain me. We shall see. I hope all of you have had an awesome kick off to the week like I have. I’m in good sprits (so far) this week…let’s hope it sticks!
Monday, May 9, 2011
The weekend is over and now we are back to the work week. Who is excited?
Ya… me neither.
Ma Dukes party went off without a hitch…OK that it a bold faced lie…but…it was a fantastic party and she had a great time. That’s all that matters right?
It doesn’t matter that there was torrential downpour the entire day. It doesn’t matter that when we arrived to set up the room was being used for a last minute bereavement dinner. It doesn’t matter that when we finally got to go in and set up (an hour and a half before the party) the fire alarm went off. And the Northborough fire department had to come to shut it off. And my dad was parked in the fire lane so he had to scramble to move his car. We got everything done in time and it was wonderful.
Ma Dukes was a great sport by allowing Papa to blindfold her so that she didn’t know where she was going. There was more food than we could ever ask for. And the bar was cheap as hell. Honestly, what more could you ask for?
I’m so glad that she liked it and I am so glad that she had fun. She deserved a party fit for a Queen, but unfortunately our budget didn’t allow that. We did the best that we could though!
I of course, was running around like a chicken without a head, so I do not have a single picture to show you. One of my mom’s friends send me pictures that she posted on a website, but unfortunately, they won’t let me steal them. The nerve.
So right now I am doing my best at
begging asking people to send me the pictures from that night. The ones I have seen look great. I really wish that I had remembered, but there was always something going on. I barely had enough time to hang out with my friends!
Mother’s Day was good. Even though I was unable to convince Big A that since I was Mama to Mr. Fresh then I should get spoiled too. Big A and I went out for a ride in Betty for awhile. Then we both went our separate ways to spend time with our respective mothers. We had salad and steak for dinner. Unfortunately, I had mowed half of a pizza by unhinging my jaw and shoving it down my throat, so I was unable to enjoy it as much as I would have wished. But it was still delicious.
All in all it was a great weekend. The party was great. Mother’s Day was great. It was a long exhausting weekend, but good.
Big A and I have our anniversary this week (3 days!) and are both looking forward to eating some lobster (it’s tradition). Then we have dinner with friends on Friday. An actual Saturday free (shocking). And then starts the madness.
VA/D.C. for work. L’s bachelorette party. Wedding prep and then L’s wedding. It is less than 3 weeks away and I think that is absolutely insane! I can’t believe it is actually here! (Well, almost)
Hope you all had a great weekend too! Anyone else have the May craziness going on?