- 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
poutcook 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.
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Monday, November 28, 2011
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
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
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)
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
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.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
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
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!
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
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...
Saturday, November 19, 2011
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.
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)
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
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
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
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:
Friday, November 11, 2011
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
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.
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
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
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
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. Every.single.one. 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
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!)
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?)
And once in the dark.
Sidenote: I may or may not be a Scentsy junkie now. I am currently looking through everything that I HAVE to buy! EEK!