Wednesday, November 30, 2011

So What! Wednesday

I can't believe that it has been two weeks since my last So What! Wednesday post.

I'm surprised I wasn't going through withdrawals. Heh.

Anywho, I am linking up with the FABULOUS Shannon! Don't know her? Get to know her. Stat.

This week I'm saying So What! if...
  • I didn't leave anything out to cook for dinner. I don't want toooooo. And if Big A says no to ordering out, then I will quickly defrost something and pout cook dinner. (Although he did say that he owes me dinner for all of the stuff I have been doing around the house)
  • I don't want a Christmas tree this year. We have a small apartment. And getting a Christmas tree requires rearranging our living room into a crazy mess for the month or so that we have the tree. I suggested a small, fake, table top one. I was vetoed. (Which I technically don't think is fair since I am the one that has to water it, usually end up decorating it by myself, and have to clean up after it... bah humbug).
  • I started compiling addresses for our guest list last night and immediately wished that we didn't like that many people. It isn't due to the fact that I don't want them there. I do. I just don't want to do the work. Call me lazy, but whatevs.
  • I am so excited to start Birthday Month tomorrow. EEK! I'm actually excited about my birthday this year. I am most years, but I am may or may not have thrown a hissyfit turning 25. Whatevs. 26 is totally gonna be my year biatches! Woo!
  • Yes I am still 5 and count down the days until my birthday.
  • I have free Christmas cards from Shutterfly and I haven't looked to see what I want yet. I'm kind of waiting out our Engagement pictures a little bit. I want to see if we get them within the next week or so and then I will just figure out something. Just call me "Last Minute Gal"
  • I love the fact that I haven't started freezing my patootie off yet. But... this whole warm weather thing with Christmas light... uber weird. Cut the crap New England. And... I have a wedding to pay for. We need snow. Bad. Sorry people. It doesn't ever have to snow again (that's a lie... we will still need money later...) but I need a snowy winter. Pleaseandthankyou.
  • I was super excited to profess my love for the new Blogger (yes, I finally switched over and gave it a chance) but it is pissing me off today and now I want it to go away. Ug.
And that's all for today folks. Head on over to Shannon's blog and link up.

Monday, November 28, 2011

A Festive Border Collie

Yesterday, I drove home from work, got in the house, took the dog out, sat on the couch for a little bit, and then started cooking dinner. It was then that I realized that, like most days, I had forgotten to stop on the way home and pick up milk and light cream for my coffee.

I can NEVER remember to pick up ANYTHING on the way home. It doesn't work. I can leave myself notes. I can set an alarm on my phone. I can do eight billion things to remind myself, and they never work. So, poor Big A is usually stuck running my errands. I will usually run out to the store if it is something I need for dinner, but otherwise, I am usually cooking dinner and it just makes more sense for him to pick it up when he comes home from work. Such a nice guy.

When I texted him though, he told me he wasn't coming straight home. He had a bad day, it sucked, no he didn't want to talk about it, and he would be home later.

Yikes. I knew better than to push, although I was dying to know why it was so bad (turned out it was just one of those annoying days where everything is frustrating and nothing goes right... we all know how those go).

I hate when he/anyone is upset, especially when there is nothing I can do to fix it.

So, Mr. Fresh and I did what we do best. We put on our crazy shenanigans thinking caps and came up with the idea to send our favorite guy a fun, festive picture.

He was actually slightly cooperative throughout this picture.
He must have known it was for his Papa.

It took a few tries (and lots of promises of cookies) but we finally got this picture and sent it to Big A. He definitely had a good laugh at it.

It may not have changed his crappy day, but at least we were able to make him smile a little. Mr. Fresh and I are going to come up with a giant collection of hats so we can send him more funny pictures on crappy days!

Real Wedding Crashers?!?!

Can we talk about this for a second?! Go ahead and read.... I'll wait...
Seriously?! How scummy do you have to be? If someone came into MY wedding and tried to pull that crap, you best believe they wouldn't be leaving with anything but a broken hand.

Just saying.

Seriously though. How crappy is this? At least they caught them.

Back on the Wagon...Again

Sooo... here we are. Another Thanksgiving come and gone.

I seriously can't believe that we are a mere days away from December 1st. It is pretty insane. (And don't worry... the birthday countdown will be beginning. I know you all were concerned).

With Thanksgiving looming over my head, I quickly discarded my healthy eating and regular workout routine. I ate whatever I wanted, drank whatever I wanted, and sat on my gigantic butt when I wanted.


I wanted to get back into the swing of things, but I figured with Thanksgiving coming, there really was no point in trying to be good. I would just ruin it anyway. (Because eating like crap for the entire month of November is exactly the same as eating well for the entire month of November, but cheating on Thanksgiving. Totally the same. God I love my rationale sometimes!)

Then I figured, with Christmas comes more food. And there's my birthday. And New Years. And oh hell, why not just wait until January 1st. Start the year a new.

Except, I know myself. I am great at excuses. I can rationalize myself into anything (at least temporarily). I would find some other excuse. And before you know it, it will be time for the wedding and I will spend the rest of my life looking at those pictures wondering why I couldn't just put the cheeseburger down long enough to not be a heffer for a few months of my life.

Now, before you all get on me about the fact that I am not morbidly obese... it doesn't matter. I FEEL disgusting. I might as well be 400 pounds, because I would probably feel just the same. And before the rest of you go all, "you talk all this crap about eating right and losing weight all the time and a few months later it is another post about how you want you eat right and lose weight because you didn't. WAH!"... yeah. I get it. I'm annoying as hell.

BUT... inspired by Shannon's post today (and the pictures of those girls with the killer ass and abs) I am going to start today.

I've been doing MyFitnessPal. I am even going to attempt to go to the gym (that is if the gym clothes in my car aren't disgusting. They have been in the back for about a month and a half with god knows what else because my car is a gigantic pit).

So... wish me luck. And hopefully, I can actually hold myself accountable this time. We shall see.

Hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving / Weekend. I'm sure you are all sitting at your desks whining about being back at work like I am. I spent the first two hours of my day with a gigantic pout lip on. Uber professional...I know.

Friday, November 25, 2011

Thanksgiving Recap

Hello My Lovelies,

By now, I am sure that you have all eaten yourself into more than one food coma. I know I have.

Big A and I kicked off our Turkey Day with our annual Pre-Turkey Day Shenanigans Party. Although, this year we kept it super lame and invited like... 3 people. We are THAT cool. I just really wasn't feeling the whole gigantic shebang this year. Last year was fun, but there were a lot of people in our tiny apartment. Fingers crossed that we are in a house next Thanksgiving and can have a proper party. Ooooh fingers crossed...

Don't worry though, the smallness of our party didn't stop me from drinking vodka like a fish. I don't drink the hard stuff that often and when I do it is never good. I don't understand that I go from fine to drunk girl in a matter of seconds. It just all of a sudden hits me. I may or may not have finished my evening whining about the fact that I should have just stuck to beer and I need to realize that I'm not 21 anymore. Ug.

I woke up on Turkey Day feeling WAY better than I reasonably should have. Don't get me wrong. I still felt like a bag of smashed assholes, (Do I still have to apologize for swearing? Or do I do it often enough that you expect it, but not often enough for everyone to be offended?)  but I was able to get myself actually presentable for the family and managed to act somewhat human for most of the days. Gooo me!

Big A and I started our trek by heading out to my aunt and uncle's house about 45 minutes away. We were the first ones there so it was nice to catch up with everyone there so that by the time everyone else got there we could really get some time with everyone. We even had time to eat a quick meal there, which I was truly grateful for. I thought we were going to have to wait until Big A's parents' house so I was ready to cry from hunger when Big A told me we wouldn't rush things, we would just go with the flow. Love him.

After that, we headed home for a quick minute long enough to piss off the dog by making him think we were home for the evening take the dog out. Then it was back out we went.

We made it to Big A's parents' house just in time to sit down and eat with them. Turkey Day round 2. Then we chatted with everyone there and caught up all over again.

It was a long tiring day, but it was great to see everyone. And the weather really held up for us. It wasn't even that cold out. I can remember one year when my grandparents (dad's side) joined us at my aunt's house (mom's side) for Thanksgiving and it was snowing so bad. And a big branch fell from a tree and broke their windshield. Yeah... that was a good time.

And then just like that, Thanksgiving was over. Another 365 days until the next one (well 366... it's a leap year). We were thoroughly exhausted and spent the rest of the evening being couch potatoes until we inevitably passed out. I'd say it was a job well done.

I hope that you all had a fabulous Thanksgiving as well. Hopefully you all got to spend some good QT with your fam. And to all you crazy Black Friday shoppers I hope you has a successful day of shopping with little to no incident (Big A I read something in the news this morning about some woman was shot while out shopping because some guys were trying to rob her... crazy!)

I promise I will be back to being a good blogger next week. But I think for now, I will take the weekend off. (Unless something super awesome happens)

Adios amigos.

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Wedding Wednesday

I'm going to take a little break from So What! Wednesday... partly due to the fact that I have tomorrow off and I will be spending it chained to my kitchen preparing for Thanksgiving. Partly due to the fact that I couldn't figure out how to talk about what I wanted to talk about and make it in So What! format. So I am just going to let it go. (However, we all know there is a good chance that I will be back on doing a So What! Wednesday post because I need my fix.)

As I mentioned before, we had our Engagement pictures taken (again) on Sunday. We had a beautiful day and our photographer is amazing. Seriously. She did L's Engagement and Wedding pics and did a phenomenal job, so of course I had to scoop her up too!

Well she JUST posted a little sneak peek for us. I seriously can't wait to see the rest of them because I love these so much!

Love his handsome face!

Same pic in color

Notice how we are hanging onto Mr. Fresh for dear life! Haha. He would only look when she wasn't taking pics. We definitely had to trick him. And there may or may not have been cookies in Big A's shirt pocket.

The sun was killer. It was so hard not to squint! Love this one too though!
I am uber excited to see the rest of them. I'm going to try to practice that whole patience thing I was talking about yesterday. Haha. Glad that I got a little fix though!

And as a sidenote...any Massachusetts brides should most DEFINITELY check her out (and tell her I sent you!).
Here are her websites:

P.S. You should also check out my new page at the top. It contains all of the links to all Wedding related posts! (Since we all know I have nothing else going on other than spilling coffee on my crotch and wedding planning! heh)

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

It's Going to Be a Looooong DAY!

Last night, Big A somehow convinced me to go watch the football game. I went with the promise that we would leave at half time so that I wouldn't be a zombie today. Those promises were false. Ug.

Needless to say, it was difficult to wake up this morning. Especially, when you have a Border Collie pulling some crazy ass shit at 3:30 in the morning. I don't know what he was doing or why, but he seemed to be running around the house eating every small thing off the floor. A leaf, a twig, etc. Now, normally I would think that he was somehow judging my lack of cleaning, but he is smart enough to know not to wake me up for silly reasons. Then I thought he was going to throw up, since none of those items really qualify as dog food. So.... I brought him outside. In the freezing cold. At 3:30 in the morning. 

He did not throw up. He was just fine. He did a little jaunt around the backyard. Then came in, got his cookie, and hopped up on the bed and quickly went back to sleep. Seriously?! Freakshow. Thank you Mr. Fresh for pushing back the possibility of me having children for at least six more years. Yeah, me and 3:30 AM are not buddies.

Anywho... so I dragged my zombie ass out of bed this morning about 5 minutes before I was supposed to be at work. Luckily, no one gives an eff when I show up. (Not that anyone was here when I showed up anyway) 

When Miss. Sass showed up, we went downstairs for coffee. I began my daily struggle to get some of the Caramel Vanilla coffee that apparently everyone else in the building loves as well. (Sidenote: Some woman from another company gave me the definite STANK eye yesterday when I took the rest of it and said "I guess I will just have to find some other kind of coffee since you obviously took the rest of that". Yeap... people get serious about this ish here. You snooze you loooose BIATCH)

So I said a few sweet nothings to the coffee pot to hopefully convince it to be kind to me and I was getting about a half a cup out of it. I figured, that's enough, I can mix it with some Breakfast Blend and no one will know the difference.

Except that, for some reason - as they sometimes do - my limbs went into complete zombie spaz mode and I poured the entire cup of coffee on my crotch. Awesome. 

 I cleaned up the spilled coffee, grumbled my way through making another cup, and walked up to the register, where the comedian behind the counter said, "Should I charge you for a cup and a half?!" Insert chuckles here.

Now I give it to her. Were this someone else, I would be snickering as well. However, you joking about charging me for the half a cup of HOT delciousness that I poured all over my crotch instead of getting to drink it? Not funny. Esepcially when I still had to walk back through the building looking like I pissed my pants in order to get to my desk. Ug.

So, with the waking up late and the pouring my coffee on my lady parts.... all by 9:00 AM... I will be lucky to make it out of this day alive. Ug.

On a brighter note, I have the next 5 days off, so I am uber excited to do some baking, spend some QT with friends and family, have a girly wine night, etc. etc. It's going to be FANTASTIC!

AND I started my Christmas shopping today. (Well, technically I started it over a month ago when I bought Big A his annual Hallmark Car Ornament, but I immediately gave it to him, so it doesn't really count).

Have a FABULOUS day ladies and gents! Carefel with your hot beverages!

Monday, November 21, 2011

Bad Influence

Just thought you would all enjoy a little update on my shoe situation.

I called around, but couldn't find the shoe. Then I found an exact replica, but they were $150 so... no.

In my search for new shoes (because I was obviously robbed of this pair) I found a website with some pretty cute shoes. They weren't real suede, but who cares? Mama needed some shoes.

Then of course, I couldn't decide between two pairs. But I found a 40% off code and bought both of them for pretty much the price of one (a little more with shipping).

So, now I have TWO new pairs of shoes coming in the mail. Big A is going to KILL me. Oy. Especially since...well... remember this post? Please check # 2. Crap.

And the worse part, is knowing all of this, I asked my mother for advice on whether I should buy them. When she said yes, I told her she was a bad influence. That they were cheap shoes and I would probably think they are uncomfortable. Her response?

"Then wear them for a year and throw them away"

Yeah... in case you were wondering where I get it from. She's supposed to be the voice of reason, but she is really a bad influence.

Now I need to go straight home and surrender my credit cards to Big A. Otherwise, I am pretty sure I am going to get myself into a lot of trouble. I may need Shoppers Anonymous. Ug.

Someone help me!

Patience is a Virtue.... However... I Still Have None!

This was a good weekend. I didn't get to sleep nearly as much as my body needed I wanted to, but I got some stuff done. Which was nice.

I'm glad that Mrs. C and Jackums were able to find their bridesmaid dresses. And even more so that they LOVE them. I really didn't want my friends to be saying "oh my God, I can't believe she is making us wear this dress" because I know I have had a few close calls with that one. You know those close calls I am talking about. When the Bride sends you a picture of a dress that you DO NOT want to wear and rants and raves about how awesome it is. And you spend every night praying for a divine intervention? Yeah. Luckily, I have never completely hated any of the bridesmaid dresses that I wore. I mean, most of my problem with them was that I wasn't happy with ME in them, not the dress itself. Ya know.

This way, if they hate it then screw 'em they have no one to blame but themselves. Hopefully, the other girls are just as easy! Although, there will be double the amount of them, so I think being in and out in under an hour isn't possible.

Anywho... Sunday Big A and I set out for Engagement Pictures.... AGAIN. Oy! The day was beautifully sunny and warm. We most definitely lucked out. We met up with our photographer and she brought us to this cool place in a field with stone walls, tree, and a barbed wire fence. I am pretty sure that the pictures are going to come out absolutely amazing!!!

Here's where the no patience thing comes in. Sometimes, she posts a couple pictures right away on Facebook. A couple sneak peaks. So I have been literally stalking her Facebook page since I got home. Pathetic? Yeap. I am just DYING to see them. Especially since I didn't get to see our other ones, so I am all psycho about getting these ASAP before something happens to them.

She showed us a couple of the cool effects ones that she did and I was so impressed with her work. And she is super sweet, so it is a double whammy. I honestly can't wait to see what amazing pictures she takes at the wedding.Speaking of the wedding...and not having any patience, I just want it HERE. Oy! This whole 9 1/2 months waiting thing is for the birds. (Although... I just want to note that if time all of a sudden speeds up, please fill my bank account according to how it would be if time was normal... otherwise, I think Big A and I are going to have to escape to Canada, or Mexico. Eek!)

In other impatient news my Erin Condren planner FINALLY came. (Special shout out to Becky for her amazing deal posts that made this all possible. A $50something planner for $12.50. Don't mind if I do!) I was trying to be good and wait for it, but when a friend of mine got hers on Thursday and she ordered hers AFTER me, I was all done waiting. It finally arrived on Saturday.

Isn't she amazing?! Big A was all upset because it shouldn't say that I am "Future Mrs. Quinn". I tried to explain to him that he got the spacing all wrong. It is Kayleigh... pause... "Future Mrs."....pause...Quinn. Like, Chuck "The Ice Man" Lidell. It's not Chuck TheIceManLidell. Oh boys!
I looked through it a little bit, but I didn't have a nice pen to start writing in it and I am WAY too OCD to just put items in it with any old pen. It has to be a good one. Crazy... I know. 

And lastly... in sad shoe news. It turns out that my beautiful shoes that I bought on Saturday were too different sizes. I went to exchange them at the store and the uber bitch manager said they didn't have the other one and there was no way that she could help me because the company didn't make them anymore. Thanks BITCH lady for the attitude and the extra 45 minute drive back to the mall only to find out that the bullshit information that you gave me over the phone was false. Awesome. I'm so sad. They were perfect.

And that is all for today. I only have two day work week this week, so I have to be somewhat productive. Although, the fact that I have a two day work week makes me want to do nothing and make "Future Kayleigh" worry about the consequences. Nice.

Happy Monday Ladies!

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Bridesmaid Dress Shopping with the Prego Megos

Today is what we call, a fantastic day. Just as good as yesterday.

I originally made the bridesmaid dress appointment when I bought my dress for January, but since Mrs. C and Jackums are all sorts of Prego Mego, we thought it would be easier for them to go bridesmaid shopping now. Jackums is due in May and Mrs. C is due in June so there would be a little too much baby to try on dresses.

So we started the excitement early today and went shopping. We got there right as David's opened and pretty much had the store to ourselves. There were only a couple other people in the store so it was nice and calm. When we went for my dress, I swear every other person in the world decided to go too. Today was MUCH better.

Our consultant, (who helped me find my dress) asked some questions about what we were looking for and then told us where we could look and started pulling dresses. It was too funny. Jackums took a couple dresses, while Mrs. C pretty much took every dress that came in Apple. Haha. Then we headed to the dressing rooms. Mrs. C wore her favorite first, and Jackums saved the best for last. But they both picked the exact one they thought they were going to love. It was meant to be. Check it out.
Jackums in her beautiful dress

Mrs. C rocking her dress. Never one to strike a simple pose. Haha! (Ignore the color, the skinny bitch could only find the dress in her size in this color)


Me and my beautiful bridesmaids! (Well two out of six!)
After that, we headed to the mall to do a little shopping and grab lunch. Mrs. C and Jackums needed stuff, but I was pretty sure that I wouldn't be opening my wallet unless it was for lunch. Except for the fact that I found these amazing boots. They were the last ones. On sale. In my size. It was fate.
Oh hello my beauties!
I think I might wear them for Engagement pictures the sequel, tomorrow. I think they would look amazing with the sweater I bought. I am currently attempting to shrink the hell out of my jeans so that they will look great tomorrow. They tend to stretch out easy, so I'm trying to make sure they are going to look bomb tomorrow in the pics. (Especially since I felt a million times skinnier when we took the pics in September. I don't think I actually was, but I felt it. Soooo boooo).
Jackums needed to head off to a baby shower, so Mrs. C and I walked around the mall and chatted until we were literally so tired that we could barely make it to the car. At least she had the excuse that she is pregnant and tired all the time. Apparently I just need to make it back to the gym. Maybe after Turkey Day. heh.
I hope you all are having a marvelous weekend and wish us luck on our pictures tomorrow. Hoping there is no Round 3. Haha. Adios muchachos.

A Nice Day of Reeelaxationnnn

Hello Beautiful Blog World,

Excuse the complete MIA-ness of today. I took a little break from sanity today and focused on moi. Ma Dukes and I both took the day off and had a little mother/daughter QT.

I met Ma Dukes for some Starbucks goodness and then headed over to a printer to check out some wedding invitations. I already picked out ones that I absolutely love, but since we all know I have champagne taste on a PBR budget I was trying to find something cheaper. We looked through a bunch of books, but inevitably left empty-handed. Apparently I'm picky or something. Go figure.

Next we had a delicious lunch at our favorite sandwich shop. After that it was shopping. (of course) We hit up a few stores and found a great outfit for our Engagement pictures (round 2) on Sunday. (me and Big A's...not me and my mom's...obviously)

Now ready to be jealous? Then we headed to the spa. Yeap. Big A bought me a gift certificate for a massage for my birthday last year and since it is almost my bday again I figured it was time to use that bad boy (the gift card, not Big A obviously heh). Oh em gee friends... I feel like a whole new woman.

Next, more shopping. Obviously. He jacket I have been stalking at Target just went on sale for 50% off soo... SCORE! Had to get it.

The rest of the night was filled with a delicious dinner with Big A and then some drinks and girl talk with N. Ummm perfect day if I do say so myself.

I needed this. I needed to recharge my battery. I was all sorts of stressed out. And now I'm thinking I need a massage at least once week. Right? Big A wasn't buying it either. But I did convince him that I need one right before the wedding. Just call me spoiled.

Beautiful day. Tomorrow I am off with the Prego megos (aka Mrs. C and Jackums) to look for bridesmaid dresses. So excited. I'm looking forward to seeing what they pick. Yes, you have heard it right. They need to be my color and floor length. Those are my only stipulations. I've been a bridesmaid enough times to know they will be much happier in something they are comfortable with.

That's all for now folks. I hope you all have an amazing weekend and hopefully I will have dress/engagement pics for you all soon. Woo!

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Seriously?! Thursday

I feel whole again, now that Seriously?! Thursday is back.

Totally understandable that Becky had her hands full with her little chickie's 1st Birthday party.

But now my life is complete again. Heh.

Here are all of the wonderful things that made me say Seriously?! this week...

1. I was crazy exhausted when I got home last night. Like, I could have fallen asleep at like 5. But I didn't. Big A and I went out to an uber early dinner and then just watched some TV. I had trouble functioning in society, but he got me home safe & sound.

2. Despite the fact that I was exhausted, Big A said that he had two days of bugging me to catch up on. So he proceeded to bust my balls the entire night until I told him I was on the edge of a mental breakdown and to tread lightly. Talk about poking the bear... brave man.

3. Today is my Friday. Tomorrow, Ma Dukes and I are going to pick out invitations and save the dates (Big A gave me full permission to choose what I want) and then off to lunch and our appointments at the spa. I'm getting a massage, she is getting her hair did. Tough life.

4. I brought breakfast and lunch to work on Monday and I still haven't eaten it. Ug. And now I think it is gross. (Probably not, but I am weird with old food)

5. I was gone for over 24 hours and my kitchen looked exactly the same as it did before I left. Seriously Big A... would it kill you to put the dishes away that have been sitting on the counter since Monday. And rather than stacking more dished on top of the full sink, feel free to surprise me and do them (yes, I know it is MY job... but would it kill him to surprise me? And before you all go ape shit... we have a deal. I wash the dishes... he pays cable and internet. That's why it is MY job)

6. There is some strange noise coming from the ceiling above my desk and I am completely convinced that it is a family of snakes ready to attack at any second. I mean what else could it be?

7. We are getting our Engagement pictures re-shot on Sunday and I am hoping, wishing, praying, that Mother Nature isn't being a biatch and the weather works out. I NEEEEEED to get these done (not to mention the giant OCD fit going off in my head that I crossed it off my to do list and they aren't technically done anymore... ohh the life of a freak show)

8. Work events always prove to be insanely interesting. Especially when open bar is involved. The stories that are coming out of the wood work? Priceless. Oh how I wish that I could share each and every detail. Instead, I will be a good girl and keep my mouth shut. But I probably won't be able to look some people in the eye anymore.

9. I'm going Bridesmaid dress shopping with the Prego Megos on Saturday. I'm so excited to see what they pick! Jackums has a baby shower to go to later, but Mrs. C and I are using it as an excuse to catch up. I invited J$ along, but she just spent a week in paradise, so she doesn't know if she will have school crap to catch up on. J$ please be more irresponsible and pay more attention to me and less attention to school. Pleaseandthankyou.

10. It is crazy that the holidays are coming up so QUICK. I think it is even more crazy that time is going by so fast it will quickly be January and Enter crazy wedding planning, house buying preparation, too much on one plate, ridiculous New England weather, 18 feet of snow, Plow Widow status. Ripping hair out. Posts here. Get ready for some bitching, some wine drinking, and maybe a breakdown or two. Word.

And that's all for today. Head on over to Becky's blog and link up like the rest of us cool kids.

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

So What! Wednesday

Wednesday? That's it? Ug... it feels like it should be Friday.

Lucky for me, I have Friday off. So tomorrow is my Friday. Woot!

I'm linking up with my girl Shannon for a loverly So What! Wednesday.

This week I am saying So What! if...

* It is only about 2 o'clock and I already don't think I am making it much longer at work. I slept horribly last night and I just can't do this. *

* I took advantage of the fact that every place we went last night had the Magner's Irish Cider that I am in love with. Please note that this has nothing to do with # 1. I may have enjoyed my ciders, but I went to bed relatively sober. I just apparently can't sleep without a snoring mechanic and a border collir with boundary issues. *

* I was the opposite of productive and attentive in this morning's staff meeting, Please see items 1 & 2. Whoops. *

* I got slightly upset when a woman at my work was talking about getting more money last night. My position is in a higher pay grade than hers and we already make a similar amount. And I've been here longer. When I am making more money than you, then YOU can get YOUR raise. K? (Except now I feel bad for saying that since she is a friend of mine. But, wah! I want more money tooooo!) *

* I am so mother effing broke that I actually wish that Santa did exist so I could put my name on his presents and make them look like they came from me. Ug. Christmas is going to be painful this year. I can hear my bank account crying and my credit cards screaming to leave them alone. Ug.*

Alright. That is enough for today. I am having enough trouble keeping myself from falling asleep and smashing my face on my keyboard. I think attempting that, while typing, is a recipe for disaster. Hope you all have a fabulous Wednesday.

Date night tonight with the Future Hubby, maybe I can actually stay awake for it!

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Dear Dentist....

Yesterday was one of those bummy days. One of those days where you know you have something horrible to do after work and you kind of hope that the day lasts forever.

Yesterday, I had a dentist appointment. Ug.

If you have been around for any time at all. You know that I mother effing HATE the dentist. Seriously, I would rather have each and every finger nail pulled off. (OK, maybe not that extreme but seriously, ug. Hate it.)

I decided to slap on my big girl panties and see if they had an earlier appointment. I figure the sooner I could get it over with, the better. And I was NOT looking forward to working a full day, then going to the dentist, and then getting home uber late. Eff that.

They didn't have anything open earlier, so I told them to call me if they had a cancellation. Then I sat at my desk and wondered how I could cancel. I had already called them, so I couldn't say I was sick. (Because, they need to actually believe my story right? I couldn't just be an adult and say I am cancelling, need to reschedule, no explanation necessary).

They ended up getting a cancellation so I got in an hour early. And it was fine. I got my teeth cleaned like a big girl. I didn't squirm too much. It actually went by pretty fast, so that wasn't too bad.

As I go to the dentist more and more. I get a little more used to it each time. I didn't want to burst into tears. I didn't whine like a baby. I didn't have the urge to throw up. I was a big girl. There still are a few things that would make my experience that much more enjoyable.

And they are:

1) I get that I didn't take care of my teeth. I get that they were/are in bad shape. I'm working on it. If I hear how I am "too pretty to have such bad teeth" or about "all the work I had" one more time.... I may hit someone.

2) Please do not ask me questions that require full responses when you are wrist deep in my mouth. Seriously? How the eff do you expect me to answer you, when your entire hand is in my mouth?

3) I know you have been doing this for years. And I know that you are skilled at what you do. So I can't help but think that when you "accidentally" poke me, it is on purpose to punish me for bad oral hygiene.

4) Your boob are gigantic. They are. It is very impressive. However, please remember that when you are sitting behind me. It is bad enough that you have your hand in my mouth. I do not need your boobs resting on my forehead. Awkward.

5) Dear Creepy Dentist, you have nothing to do with my cleaning. There is no reason for you to see me. You have to go out of your way to see me when I am getting my teeth cleaned. Please do not come in and ask me why you haven't seen me at the gym lately. That is none of your business. Lets pretend we don't know each other outside of the dentist office.

6) When you spend almost an hour telling me all of the things I am obviously doing wrong. And all of the things I SHOULD be doing, and then I say "OK I will try harder", please do not respond with, "whatever. It isn't my mouth. You can do whatever you want. It makes no difference to me". You just spent the last 60 minutes beating down my soul because I don't floss enough, please don't act like you don't care. Thanks.

And that is all I have to say about the dentist for now. I have a little work to do and then it is off to Boston for a work event tonight and a meeting tomorrow. Oh joy!

Oh... and when you have a second. Head on over to Kristen's blog and wish her a HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

Monday, November 14, 2011

A Sad Day for Jets Fans...heh

It is a mighty sleepy Monday over here in Assachusetts. I can't say the name for New York. They probably got to go to bed early, seeing as how there was no point in watching the game past the 2nd half. Heh.

You heard that right. After two pitiful games, leaving Patriots fans all over shaking their heads in disgust, we kicked some serious Jets ass last night. A regular win would have been great, but since it was against the Jets. It was just that much sweeter. I wonder if Rex Ryan was crying in the locker room again?

Let's do a quick recap shall we:

Oh sweet victory!

I love the fact that the two Jets guys look like they are crying in the background!

So needless to say, an exciting win. Except I am definitely paying for it today since the game wasn't over until midnight. Ug.

Other than that, the weekend went well. Filled with birthday celebrations for N and FSIL. A good time was had by all.

This week is proving that it is going to suck just as much as last week. Starting with dentist appointment this afternoon (kill me), an overnight trip to Boston for work (ug), and attempting to fit a week's worth of work into 2 1/2 days since I won't be able to get anything done on this trip. Who is excited? Raise your hand! Ug.

Actually, I guess I can't complain too much. I have Friday off and Ma Duke's and I are going to be spending a lovely day together. We are going to the printer to look at invitations, have a lovely lunch, and then to the spa where Ma Dukes will get her beautiful hair done and I will be spending an hour getting a massage. Tough life huh?

Alas, that is all I have for you for now. Off to finish the 16 things I was asked to do so far this morning, so I can finally get to the crap I was supposed to be doing today. Woo hoo!

Friday, November 11, 2011

The Top Five Ways Being Like my Mother Ruins my Life

Yesterday, I was talking on AIM with my mom (as we do every work day, all day long… healthy separation… ya know) and she was expressing her frustration with the fact that she was in a class at work, trying to learn how to do something, and she couldn’t figure it out other than to follow each step precisely.

I chuckled a bit to myself and pointed out the fact that wasn’t this something new that she was learning and that’s what the steps were there for? And this is what she said”

“I want to know it all now. And now I want to know more” (Well, she had some major typos, I cleaned them up for all the people out there who don’t speak Nancy hehe)

At that moment, I had one of those realizations. You know, the realization that you ARE your parent. That some crazy, annoying, pointless, frustrating thing that THEY do (and you think is nuts) is something that YOU do ALL.THE.TIME.

Ding. Ding. Ding.

It is no secret that I am my mother. If you know us, you know we are two peas in a pod. We are nuts. We have our own language. We speak in sentence fragments without needing further explanation. We sound alike. And we even look alike (except for she is the brat with the blonde hair, and I am stuck with this disgusting gray brown that NO ONE else in my family has, that requires constant hair color so that I do not want to vomit when I look in the mirror. But I digress…)

Despite the fact that I absolutely LOVE my mother, there are a few traits that I wish I never inherited from her. The “I need to know everything now” trait being one of them. So I told my mother that I was going to dedicate a post to traits I inherited from her that ruin my life. And alas… here we are… take that Nance Pants! (heh)

Top Five Traits That I Inherited From my Mother that Ruin my Life

5. The Fact That I Need to Buy Two Cards for Every Occasion.

My mom started this tradition, where she gets you a funny card and a sweet card for every occasion. And it stuck. I have to do it too. And it KILLS me sometimes. Like in May. My mom’s birthday is May 11th. Mother’s Day is usually the weekend before or after. Sometimes it is on the same damn day. Also, Big A and I’s anniversary is May 12. Which means, in that week, I have to buy 6 cards!!! You’re welcome Hallmark. Thanks Mom!

4. The Fact That I Need to Know Everything. Immediately.

This leads to great frustration when I am learning something new and I don’t pick it up right away. OR when I don’t know something and I am overcome with the irresistible urge to stop what I am doing immediately and google it until I know anything and everything about it. Just call me the Google Princess. Thanks Mom!

3. The Fact that There is a Strict Order in Which you Travel Through a Grocery Store

Yes. You heard that right. You want to know where my OCD started? Ask my mother to randomly walk down aisles in a grocery store with no rhyme or reason. I’m pretty sure she would have a seizure from the shock. You start at the left side of the store and go through aisle by aisle until you are done. It is because of this, that when Stop & Shop changes the order of their aisles every other second, I have mild panic attacks. Thanks Mom.

2. The Love/Hate Relationship with Shoes

My mother never wears shoes if she doesn’t have to. In fact, for most of the Spring, Summer, and Fall you will find her barefoot. I think if she could get her feet used to the snow then she wouldn’t wear them in the Winter either. Despite her excitement over bare feet… she has a billion pairs of shoes. And guess who inherited that? Me. Do you know what it is like to feel compelled to spend a ridiculous amount of money on beautiful shoes that you KNOW you are never going to wear? And then have to store them somewhere. And they take up room and are in the way. But you HAVE to have them? Thanks Mom.

1. The Want/Need to Fix Everything for Everyone Immediately and the Ultimate Frustration That I Can NOT Save the World

This is a fun one. Ma Dukes will admit to this sometimes, but she totally is guilty of it. She has done a little better over the years, now that us kids are older. BUT, if you have a problem… she wants to fix it. End.Of.Story. I have this wonderful trait as well. I get absolutely and completely frustrated at the fact when I CAN’T help someone. Or I can’t fix something for them. Seeing someone I care about hurt and with a problem and knowing that I can’t do anything about it? More frustrating than a rearranged grocery store and not knowing how to do something combined. Woah, right? Thanks Mom!

As annoying as all of these things can be, they still make me who I am. We all have weird little quirks that make us, well…. US! We all know I have plenty. With that being said, these are also the things that make me like my mother. The little ways that I know we will always have a connection. So… I guess what I am trying to say is… THANKS MOM!

Thursday, November 10, 2011

That Time I Cried at Work

I love how promising a morning is. Before anything horrible happens and you actually think that the day is going to be great! Ahhh sweet ignorance.

Needless to say... my day blows. I don't know why I thought that it was going to be a cake walk, but oh sweet Jesus is it not.

That project I thought I was done with. Definitely bit me in the ass. I had to chase down a bunch of people today to figure out where I was getting the copies shipped to. After I got the run around from a bunch of people. I had had enough. It literally ended with me dissolving into tears at my desk.

We have a billion people here in the office from out of town for important meetings, and here I am crying like a gigantic baby at my desk. I couldn't help it. I was frustrated. I was tired. And I felt like I was getting absolutely no direction on what I was supposed to be doing. That's one of the things I hate about my job. Sometimes, someone tells you to do something and then disappears. And it has to be done. And it has to be done now. And you have no effing clue on how to do it. So you spend your entire day making 30,000 phone calls trying to find someone who knows how to do it. And those people send you to someone else. Or don't call you back. Or snap at you on the phone because you are bothering them.

None of that matters though. You have a task to do and it needs to get done. No wants to hear your sob story about how you can't figure it out. Or you don't know what you are doing. They just want it done. Just. Like. That.

So, I cried. Go me!

Eventually, I figured out what was going on, but I am still waiting for responses. Apparently, Executives are a little too busy to answer my silly questions. They always take a long time to answer e-mails and understandably. They make the big bucks for a reason. They work hard. It just stinks when I need an answer, like yesterday.

And I'm also frustrated about my career. I had mentioned awhile back that I might have had some good news. I can't remember if I explained anything about it, but the news was that I had applied for a different position in my company. In HR. I didn't get the job, but was promised all of this training and such in the hopes that in a few years that there would be an opening for me. It was hard decision, but I decided that I couldn't wait years for the "possibility" of a new position. I needed to go into a direction that would take me somewhere.

Flash forward a month and they just posted a part-time job in HR. It is something that I could definitely do along with my current job. It would be more money. More responsibility. (Unfortunately, more travel but whatever) BUT, I totally blew my chance. And the situation has changed now, so I don't even know if I want to make that transition into it now. It just stinks. I really wish that I could go into more detail, but I really try not to talk about specifics in my job here. You never know who is reading. Let's just say that if one dynamic of this situation was different, it would be the best opportunity in the entire world. BUT, as my luck would have it, this is the way the situation is and I just can't do it.

And it pisses me off that I can't. So I am stuck. In this position. Making copies. Answering phones. Making travel arrangements. I just feel like I could be doing MORE.

I know I shouldn't complain. I have a job. And right now, that is a huge deal. Also, they pay me pretty well. For having a job that a monkey could do, I get paid pretty well. There is always someone worse off. It could always be worse. I KNOW!

I'm just on the poor me train right now. Because, my day sucks. And I feel like I am left out to sea sometimes to figure everything out on my own. And I wish I had more support. And I with the stupid IT people didn't talk to me like I was an idiot. And the mail person wasn't a jerk. And I wish I was doing something more worthwhile.

But, I'm not. I'm here. Doing this. Bursting into tears like a little baby. Ug. These are the times I think I should be able to drink at work.

Well, thank you for listening to my incessant whining. I am just having one of those days that just sucker punches you in the gut and then continues to laugh while you roll around on the floor in pain. Tomorrow will be better (I hope). And then it is the weekend. I can cry all I want and not have to worry about some Big Wig walking by my desk and knowing I am a blubbering idiot.

I hope that everyone is having a MUCH better Thursday than I am. I am counting down the seconds until I leave and hiding my red blotchy face whenever someone comes near me.

Today is a proud day. Ug.

Seacrest out.

Ahhh What a Beautiful Morning

Today was set to be a long day. I was dreading it.

You see, this time of year we have this gigantic report going out that I get the honor of putting together. It involves a lot of BS getting the formatting right so everything looks the same. Font. Size. Color. Margin width. Shading. And then you have to check for wording issues, goal order (yes, they all have to be in a certain order), and the list goes on and on.

I finished it last night at the 11th hour and was so excited to be done. BUT, I knew that when I came in today, I was going to have to start all over again because I had to do them for another part of the company. Only instead of a week and a half to work on them, I had 24 hours. Ug. Kill me now.

BUT, my super awesome boss called me this morning and told me that they didn't need to put them together like that for this certain part of the company, so I was off the hook. SCORE!

So, I am pretty excited. Except for the fact that I now have nothing to do. Awesome.
Looks like a long day of blogging, so please make sure to keep me entertained today! Thanks.

Anywho... last night Big A and I met up with a JP to talk about possibly having him perform our ceremony. I had talked to him on the phone a couple times and really like him, so I was pretty excited to meet him. And let's just say, I was NOT disappointed.

This guy was HILARIOUS. He was cool, down to Earth, funny, experience, knowledgeable. It was great. We ended up giving him a check at the end of the meeting. Done and done. I'm really excited about him and I think that he is going to be great for our wedding. He really seemed to get us and I think that it will go really well.

I am most excited about picking parts of our ceremony. He has this giant binder that has all this stuff in it, so you can specifically customize every single part of the ceremony. I'm really looking forward to that. Although, I am not looking forward to being a hot mess seeing as how I was tearing up just flipping through it. Ug. Hot mess coming through.

So, I have officially finished my entire 16-9 month check list. BAM. And for the 8 month check list, all I have to do is finish the wedding website and register. Well, I should say we. WE need to register (obviously, I will be doing the website). We need to go look at tuxs at some point to locl in the special rate I get from buying my dress at David's and I think we have our tasting in January or February. But other than that, we are pretty much golden until March.

I'm pretty impressed with myself. I'm kicking some major wedding ass. (Please remind me of this when I am pulling my hair out and crying underneath my desk next Summer. Thanks)

And that is all for my wedding update today. I've been a Pinterest addict trying to find a perfect idea for the centerpieces and I think I have narrowed it down. You can follow my boards with the button on the right and see my ideas. I know I am nosy as hell, so I am sure that some of you out there are as well.

Alright, time to go pretend to look busy.. I think I am going to put on some Pandora and kick some wedding website butt. BAM.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

So What! Wednesday

Today is s SPECIAL So What! Wednesday.

I am doing my first guest blogging post EVER over at Life After I Dew.

I have been following Shannon's blog forever and I am so excited that she gave me a little slice of her blog today!

Head on over to Shannon's blog and check me out!

Happy Wednesday!

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Winter Holidays

Tuesday already?! Craziness. I honestly can't believe how this year has FLOWN by. In a couple weeks it will be Thanksgiving. Then my BIRTHDAY! Then Christmas. Then New Years. And before you know it, it will be the year I get MARRIED.

Anyone else find that effing crazy? No? Just me? OK.

I always find something magical about this time of year. The weather is getting colder. The snuggles get a little longer. (As opposed to the get the eff away from me heat of the Summer). It's almost Thanksgiving and there will be yummy food and good times with family.

Big A is hoping for a whole Winter filled with snow. It is no secret that we need some good cash-ola this Winter so I don't have to resort to turning tricks to pay for the wedding. I told him that he has the go-ahead to do the snow dance after our Engagement Pictures Round 2 (ug). So as of November 21st...let is snow, let it snow, let it snoooow.

I just really can't begin to wrap my head around where this year has gone. And all of the amazing things that have happened this year. Big A and I promised each other on New Year's Eve that this would be OUR year. And it is. He says he already had plans to propose then, but I'm not quite so sure....

And next year will be our year too. Of course, we will be sharing it will all of these other amazing people who have amazing things happening next year. I just can't believe how much will change by this time next year.

I will be married. Jackums will have a baby. Mrs. C. will have a baby. L could be having a baby. Maybe we will have a house.

Everything is changing, and to be honest with you... for the first time in my life... these gigantic life changes don't scare me. I am excited about them. Oh don't I just sound like a bowl full of sunshine!

Maybe it is all the Holiday magic. Although... that will only last for so long... and then I will be spending January, February, March, and possible April complaining. For those of you in warm climates. We can't be friends in a couple weeks. But, no worries. We can be friends again when New England thaws out. I'm sure you were worried.

Well, that is all. I am off to finish the gigantic mound of work that I must get done today. Ug. Hope you all are having a fabulous Tuesday.

Monday, November 7, 2011

Weekend News and Wedding Planning Update

Hello All, I hope you had a fabulous weekend. Mine was busy, as usual. Let's recap shall we.

Friday night, I went home and made dinner (exciting I know). Big A came home and ate quick and then he was off to help J over at his new house. They were doing manly things like ripping down walls. Big A felt bad leaving me home alone (since he always loves to tell me these things last minute so no one else is available) and bought me a big bottle of wine. All was forgiven. I spent the night hanging with Mr. Fresh and catching up on my DVR.

Saturday, Ma Dukes and I met for coffee and then headed out to the wedding photographer's house. Let me seriously tell you, that even though I only saw the front room/living room I am madly in love with her house and totally jealous of her decorating style. We chatted about the wedding and talked about what we wanted and such. Then I signed the contract and gave her the deposit. Photographer? Check.

After that, Mom and I ran some errands. We had to get a birthday cake since it was my dad's birthday and his cards. We also checked out Michaels for some centerpiece ideas, but it was a bust. So we did what any normal people would do and went to Friendlys instead. We had a lovely lunch... where we DID decide on centerpiece ideas...followed by a trip to Target and being so wildly inappropriate that we were literally laughing so hard there were tears. It was a good time.

We parted ways after Target (well... after our excursion to Marshalls where I apparently found out you can NOT return anything from TJ Maxx there. Guess I got my stores mixed up?) and I went home. Big A came home a little later and we got ready, packed up Mr. Fresh and headed over to my parents house for my Dad's birthday. We ate delicious pizza and had a bon fire outside. It was a little chilly, and a certain dog didn't understand that he needed to keep his gigantic ass away from the fire (and it was NOT Mr. Fresh) but otherwise, it was fun.

Sunday, Big A and I woke up in a glorious mood. We decided that we were going to go out for breakfast before we were going to meet up with a possible DJ for the wedding. However, life took a gigantic whomp, whomp, whoooomp turn when we found out that our Engagement pictures were lost. We were obviously upset. It was a great day and we got some amazing pictures and it is really sad to think that we will never be able to see them. I'm still pretty upset about it, but there isn't really anything that I can do about it. So I am trying to let it go. Bummer.

We decided to go to breakfast anyway, and it was absolutely delicious. Then we drove out to meet with the DJ and we LOVED him. So he is making up the contract and we will be signing with him! So, that's another gigantic check off of our list. At least the day wasn't a total bummer. (Although, after we got the news, I started cleaning the kitchen - because when I am upset I clean - and I was attempting to put away my Lolita Princess wine glass and I knocked it over. I snapped the stem in half. I was SO bummed. Ug.)

Then it was football time. I don't even want to go into how ridiculous we played. Or the fact that we thought for a short time that the Patriots had actually pulled it off and were going to win. It was pathetic. That's all.

Back to the positive. Check out my to do list... I'm feeling quite proud of it!

Sixteen to Nine Months Before (May – December 2011)

§ Start a wedding folder or binder

§ Pick your wedding date!

§ Work out your budget

§ Pick your wedding party

§ Start the guest list

§ Reserve your ceremony and reception venues

§ Book your officiant - meeting with a possible JP on Wednesday

§ Research photographers, bands, florists, and caterers

§ Throw an engagement party, if you wish – invitees should be on your wedding guest too

Eight Months Before (January 2012)

§ Hire the photographer and the videographer

§ Book the entertainment – attend gigs first

§ Book a caterer

§ Purchase a dress – schedule time for at least 3 fittings

§ Reserve a block of hotel rooms for out-of-town guests – pick hotels at different price points

§ Register - Sign up at a minimum of three retailers

§ Launch a wedding website

Impressive? I like to think so. For the most part, we only have fun stuff that we need to do until February. I'm looking forward to registering and I think we should be having our food tasting in January or February. So that should be fun! Woo hoo. Now if I could only stay this productive all the time, this wedding will most certainly be my biatch! Haha.

Alright, I'm done rambling. Hope you all had a wonderful weekend and that your Monday isn't too horrible. I have a pounding headache that makes sticking an ice pick in my eye sound fun, started my diet again, and have to go grocery shopping tonight. So, my Monday is a whomp, whomp, whooommp.

Friday, November 4, 2011

Wine and Scentsy... You Would Think They Go Together, but Alas... They Don't!

A couple weeks ago (a week? more? I have no clue how much time has passed) I won a giveaway on Kristen's blog. (Haven't checked her out yet? Seriously... run, don't walk, over to her blog right now and check her out. This chick is HILARIOUS. And that son of her's? Too stinkin' cute!) I had never tried Scentsy before so, I figures what the hell... it's free right?

And I won! Woooo hooooo! I was so excited. I love winning shit. It is awesome!

So, then I do what any normal person would do. I began stalking my mailbox that day (because apparently they can predict the fact that I would win and guess my address and have the box sitting there on my front porch when I get home...who thinks that?). And last night, I didn't check the mailbox. I figured, eh, it probably isn't here yet, plus I had wine to drink. So I went on my merry way.

When I got home, I decided "what the hell" and checked. And there is was. In all it's glory. Actually, all I saw was the Scentsy on the side of the box. So, I hoped it was for me and just took it anyway.

I ripped open the box, threw the direction to the side, and put it together. Here it is. Beautiful right?

Except, then I was wondering how the hell I was going to fit that big brick into the top of it. Wasn't the warmer too small? (The scent is Autumn Sunset by the way) Then I actually read the directions and found that you break it up into pieces (this was not the last time those directions saved me).

So I excitedly put it in the bathroom. It went with the style and colors, so I thought that was perfect. (Plus, good smells are always welcome in the bathroom. Especially when you have a mechanic who puts his sweaty, smelly work sock on the bathroom floor to the delight of all of our guests!)

Isn't she a beaut? Her name is Lenore. I mostly got her for the name. There was this kind-of off-beat comic that I used to read called Lenore. Loved it.
It was then that I decided to read the directions. Good timing right. It vaguely said something about screwing in the light bulb. Light bulb? What light bulb? I looked in the box and there it was. And I had one of those wonderful a-ha moments. How the hell did I think that this thing was going to melt the wax when there was nothing to heat it up? And yes, I had plugged it in already. I wonder how long it would have taken me to figure it out if I hadn't read the directions? Goooo me!

So, I took it apart again. Although, I didn't have a phillips head screwdriver small enough, so I had to use a flat head. It worked OK, but it kind of stripped the plastic screw. So that was fun. And I kind of accidentally broke off the end of the screw (why can't I have nice things?)

Finally, it was all put together and put back in the bathroom. Ta da!

Ooooh pretty!
And once in the dark.

I told Big A about it and the first words out of his mouth were "that's what you get for not waiting for me to put it together". Huh? Excuse me? Why on EARTH would I wait for him to put it together? It isn't a house, it is a Scentsy Warmer. Ug. Men. His reply was "well if you had waited for me, then this wouldn't have happened".

Ahh yes... that is true. He also doesn't read directions and would have become frustrated. And his gigantic man hands would have destroyed it. So, yes. If I had waited for him, I would not have had a fully functioning Scentsy Warmer. You are right babe!

Soooo the verdict?! I'm in love! Seriously. I think the warmer is adorable. It looks like a high quality product, not like some dinky cheap brands that I have seen. And the smell? I LOVE it!!! I kept asking Big A if it smelled like an Autumn Sunset in the bathroom every time he went in. Haha! He was a good sport and said yes! Haha.

So, I might be hooked on Scentsy. Seriously. I think I need twelve thousand more warmers and eight thousand more scents. I would like to get a few more for the apartment, but I think I would really go bananas once we buy a house. I will have the most wonderful smelling house EVER.

So THANK YOU Kristen for making my bathroom smell a little more Autumn Sunsety and a little less of death by socks! And thank you Rachel who is the Scentsy Consultant who hosted the giveaway. My bathroom will never be the same!

Sidenote: I may or may not be a Scentsy junkie now. I am currently looking through everything that I HAVE to buy! EEK!

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Seriously?! Thursday

Ahhh... Seriously?! Thursday... here at last.

Unfortunately, that means it is my last day of blogging for the week when I have an actual excuse to complain about all the Jack-Holes I encounter. Boooo.

I'm linking up with Becky again. Here are all the things that made me say, "Seriously?!" this week.

1. This week has been crazy at work. And to top it all off... I have a huge case of procrastionationitis. It happens when I have a to do list too big. And I can't pick where to start. So I do nothing. Good one.

2. What is up with the whole "that's cray" thing. Crzy is a 5 letter, two syllable word. Please explain why we need to shorten it into something as ridiculous as "cray". Thank you Kanye for once again doing something absolutely ridiculous and making me want to write you a letter saying, "What the hell were you thinking?". Ug.

3. Big A was talking about babies last night. About how after we get married, it is game on. And I am pretty sure that I immediately broke out in hives and started sweating. Normal reaction? I am hoping that once that time is here... he chills a little. I need him to be a little more freaked out like I am. EEK!

4. I broke out into song last night when we got home from dinner. And of course, Mr. Fresh was the star of the song and I sang my heart out for him. When I had finished my little ditty, Big A looks at me and goes, "Wow, someone is feeling good from the drinks at dinner" and I couldn't stomach the thought of telling him that I was STONE.COLD.SOBER. Way to be cool K.

5. Did I tell you guys that my wedding dress came in? I probably did. But EEK! It still doesn't all feel real. In fact, I kind of forgot that she was there. Yes, she. I named her Persephone. I name everything. I name our Christmas tree every year. It happens.

6. This weekend is filled with wedding crap. And yes, I mean crap. None of it is fun. Driving all over creating. Spending money. Blah. It must get done though. Wah.

7. I haven't gone to the gym in almost a month. Seriously. It is gross. And I feel like crap. So I weighed myself so that I could cry a little and bully myself into going back. BUT, I didn't gain any of the weight back. I definitely didn't lose any. So I ate pizza last night. Yummm.

8. Aforementioned pizza... the guy at Uno's told us that one individual deep dish pizza has the same sodium content at 27 bags of Fritos. Is that not the most disgusting thing that you have ever heard? Yuck

And that is all. Head on over to Becky's blog and link up!