Friday, September 28, 2012

Thank Goodness it is mother effing FRIDAY!!!

Happy Friday Lovers!

Today started off with a swift kick to the face.

Well, it started off with a dark rainy morning and waking up 20 minutes before I had to be at work.


Then I find out that even though the Staff call was cancelled for this morning, they still want the reports for them. Which was told to me at 3:45 yesterday afternoon.

I leave at 3:30.

Question... wouldn't you send out a quick note saying, "Hey Douchebags, even though the call is cancelled, please send me your reports anyway"?


So, now I am trying to chase everyone down to get their information and of course no one is answering me because it is 8:00 AM on a rainy Friday morning and they are probably telling me to go eff myself while deleting my e-mail.

Anyone remember me talking about this report before?

This is the one I wrote "shit" in.

And then the next week the girl "loses" my e-mail (which she later admitted that she deleted).

Which then prompted my boss to ask me what was going on and why I was having so much trouble with it lately.

I LOVE it when other people make me look like a blubbering idiot. And professionally, I don't make it a habit of throwing other people under the bus (In my personal life, I have a bit less of a problem with it, but don't do it often) so it isn't like I can explain what happened.

And I have a wonderful e-mail from my boss telling me that he is stuck in the airport that he specifically tells me not to fly him through. Lots of capital letters and exclamation points in that e-mail. Not my fault though, he wanted to come back at that time, that was his only option.

So, today started off smashingly. Boooooooooooo.

On a happier note, last night we went over B-Ri's and Jackums house to celebrate B-Ri turning the Dirty 30.

Just a few people, some cake, and some beers.

I tried some of these Bad Larry's last night.

I'm a big fan of hard ciders, but after not drinking them for so long (they have a lot of calories and sugar) I can only have a couple of them before I feel sick. They're just too much.

I had heard about these, but I've never liked anything from Michelob. But, I decided last night that married Kayleigh is adventurous and likes to try new things (so far, I've learned that I like eggplant and guacamole!) so I went for it.

The result. Loved them!

At first, I was a little put off by the fact that they weren't THAT sweet. But after 3 of them, I was appreciative of the fact that they weren't. They were light, with just enough sweetness, and I would totally be able to kill a six pack like it's my job.


My other favorite thing from last night? (Other than seeing my fabulous friends... Hi Friends!!!)

Was baby snuggles.

It had been a couple weeks since I had seen Baby Moo due to the wedding and the honeymoon, so as soon as I arrived I stole that baby and only shared her a tiny bit.

Totally got my baby fix.

You know what the best smell in the world is? The smell of a fresh clean baby.

And do you know what the most cozy thing in the world is? Snuggling with a fresh clean baby is super cozy flannel footie pajamas.

Oh... and a dog too!

Me, Baby Moo, and Dolce. We're pals.

I was so sad when she went to sleep because that meant play time was over.

Big A told me that I wasn't allowed to wake her up.

Well... DUH! I know that you never wake a sleeping baby.

That doesn't mean that I didn't think about it... a little.

I got just a bit of baby fever last night. Just a bit.

But then I went home and enjoyed the fact that I got to sleep all night and I only had to worry about getting myself ready in the morning. Because, let's be honest... I have enough trouble with that!

Thanks to Jackums for letting me bogart her baby all night! I will babysit ANYTIME!!!

Alright ladies... time for me to go clean up some messes.

Today is the type of day that I am glad that I have alcohol waiting for me in my fridge at home!


Thursday, September 27, 2012

I Can not Shank... So I write...

When we were planning the wedding, Big A and I decided to put the whole house thing on hold.

We knew that if we did too much at once then we would probably both end up driving ourselves off a cliff and then all the time & money we spent on the wedding would be for nothing.

So, we kept an eye on the market, but knew we couldn't do anything.

After the wedding, we decided that we were going to throw ourselves into house hunting.

We have grossly overgrown our apartment and the fact that I have an entire loft filled with brand new fun things from the shower that I can't touch... kills me. So I have been obsessively looking.

Every day. All day.

Except... there's NOTHING out there.


I know it's been like 5 minutes, but I was hoping that we would somehow find our dream house ASAP and it would be a whirlwind romance ending with us in our home by the holidays.

Because I swear to GOD that if I have to rearrange my house one more time just to fit a god damn Christmas tree into it then someone is going to have hell to pay. I just want a mother effing Christmas tree. One that doesn't have to sit on our table just so that we have room for it.

And the $300 electric bill because the building is a piece of shit and we have a "wicked cool" loft that just sucks the heat out of the place? Not a fan.

I feel like I am held prisoner and no one notices that I deserve time off for good behavior, so one day I'm going to shank somebody in the exercise yard and then I will be stuck there forever.

Yes. That's how I feel. I want to SHANK somebody.

See? I need out.

I get that we are uber picky and there is basically one town that we agree on to live, which is the one we live in now. BUT, I don't think we would be happy anywhere else. We love our town. It's not too big, not too small. They are doing a whole shit load of work to better the schools and the school systems. If we can just hold on, I think we will be happy here forever. I will actually WANT to raise my kids there.

But at the same time... I am so mother effing impatient that I just can't even stand it.

When we were planning the wedding, I could totally deal with it because there was an end in sight. I knew that after September 8th that we could start doing something about it.

And I was cool with that.

But now... everything is in limbo. We are stuck in our apartment for an indefinite amount of time and that freaking kills me. I do deadlines. I don't do indefinite.

The thought of indefinite makes me want to crawl into my closet with a bottomless bottle of wine and stay there until it is safe to come out.

But, I suppose, they say that good things come to those who wait.

And that everything happens for a reason.

And if it is meant to be it will happen.

And every other bullshit "inspirational saying" that is supposed to make you feel better that your life is currently a steaming pile of dog shit at the moment.


OK. Rant done.

I'm just frustrated and anxious to get this show on the road. I'm sure we will find an absolutely wonderful house and will live happily ever after.

Either that or I will start casing the town and sending creepy notes with cut out magazine letters to all the houses I love telling them to put it on the market or else.

I'm pretty sure that sending someone threatening messages will result in less jail time than shanking someone, so at least I'm improving on my plan, right?!

Anywho... I'm going to pretend that I spiked my coffee and make believe that I am a hard worker and a valued member of my company.

Adios bitches!

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

So What! Wednesday

You know what time it is!!!

Time for another So What! Wednesday.

Our weekly Bitch Fest hosted by the ever so fabulous Shannon!

This week I am saying So What! if...

* When everyone at work talked about how they missed me when I was gone, I A) assumed they were full of shit, and B) told them I did not miss them. I was on the Vineyard... with my husband... why would I miss work? Crazy talk.

* I realized last night that I never paid my cell phone bill last month. Apparently in all of the wedding craziness that was the one thing that just slipped through the cracks. Whoops! Looks like I will be paying that off for the next could weeks...

* I originally spelled "paid" as "payed" in the last one. Still asleep much?

* I fell in love with a house yesterday and had mentall moved in and decorated the whole house. And then Big A dropped the bomb that he didn't like the location. NOW he decides to be picky? He wanted us to live in the swamp!

* I stalk my e-mail and Facebook to see if my photographer posted our wedding pictures yet. I couldn't believe she was taking SO long and then I realized it had only been 2 1/2 weeks. Impatient much?

* I am OBSESSED with Song Pop. I've played 120 games so far this week. I need an intervention.

* Every day this week I have told myself that I am going back to the gym... and then... I eat Wendys for lunch...and kill a large Italian sub for dinner. Yikes!

* I lost weight anyway. Holler. I know it won't last long. I need to get my ass back in gear.Add it to the intervention list.

* I'm a klutz. There I said it. It's never going to change. I trip all the time. Twist my ankle. Walk into thing. And last night... I fell down the stairs. Yep. Outside. In front of a billion cars. Totally ate shit. If I was watching myself, I probably would have peed my pants. BUT, since it was me that took the digger, I get no laughs and a swollen knee. And bruises. Oh the bruises. Way to go me!

* I am SO over this whole name change process. It effing sucks. And people are idiots. I.All.Done. Big A better buy me a friggin' unicorn for all of my trouble!

* I've become such a nail snob that I HATE the way they look when I do them. I had the gel manicure for the past two months and now I look like a freakin' hobo with my crappy nail job. Booooo!

* I have become one of those people that has all this shit pinned on Pinterest and done none of it. There's no point in doing it now, but at least I will have some ideas when we finally find a house.

Alright lover butts! That's all for today. Smooches!

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Blah blah blah

This whole waking up and going to work thing is over-rated.

I mean, honestly, when you are up SO early, and have to be at work by 7:00(ish), the sun is still coming up, it's cold as a witches' teet, and your dog is cuddling up in your spot on the bed looking at you with a mixture of sass and sympathy (or at least your half-awake mind perceives it that way)... it blows.

I could go back to my old hours, but I thoroughly enjoy getting out early.

Hmm... think I could come in at 8:00 and leave at 3:30 and still get paid for my regular 40 hours?

Maybe my general awesomeness should make up for those extra hours.


It's getting downright chilly bones here and I am not sure I'm digging it.

I mean, sure, the weather was perfect when I was getting out of work (although I do kind of love it when it is sweltering hot) but the 42 degrees that I rode to work in? Bullshit.

I want Summer. And Sun. And warmth. And the Beach. And a frozen adult beverage.


I've been trying to keep the house clean. Ya know... the opposite of what I had been doing for the past year.

I decided that I couldn't work, go to the gym, plan a wedding, find a way to make sure we eat (Big A buying me dinner...), AND clean the house, so something had to go.

Shocking that it was the cleaning.

BUT... since I cleaned the entire house before we went to Martha's Vineyard, I have decided to keep up with it. Or at least try.

Which involved me giving myself a little pep talk last night, promising a tasty glass of wine if I did the dishes. I may or may not have had a full blown conversation with myself. And... called myself Champ...whatever, it's totally normal.

After having a dishwasher for an entire week, I hate doing dishes even more. It makes me want to poke myself in the eye with something sharp JUST so I can get out of it.

BUT... hopefully we will be out of that hell hole apartment sooner rather than later and we can get settled into a nice little house and get on with out lives already.

Cross your fingers we find something soon. I am SO over our crap apartment and would LOVE a place to put our Christmas Tree. It could even be my birthday present. I'd settle for that!

Anywho... off to work I go. Well... off to go work... heh.


Monday, September 24, 2012

Back to Life... Back to Reality

Hello Lovers!

I know you all missed me while I was away. I hope you enjoyed the guest posts that I had set up for you. Thank you to all of the lovely ladies that filled in for me while I was pretending to be a non-working trophy wife on our honeymoon. 

Since all of my attempts to get Big A to move to Martha's Vineyard have failed. I'm back at work today. Ug.

I'm not going to lie, (because I never lie to you lovelies) today sucks balls.

I spent my morning with Worcester's finest at the RMV changing my name on my license. Spent a whole bunch of time doing my hair and make-up to avoid repeating last year's strung out druggie-like picture and ended up with a slightly better, but a bit more creepy picture.

You win some. You lose some.

I used to have some awesome license pictures, but those went out the window with my youth.

I think I might write a post over the demise of my nice pictures. Just for shits and giggles.

I spent my first 45 minutes at work trying to figure out why my passwords wouldn't work for ANYTHING. Thank you very much half-assed IT department that makes everything 8 BILLION times harder. And a special thanks to the guy at the Help Desk who told me that I need to fix it myself online.

A) I already tried that. That's why I am CALLING.

B) So glad that we pay you to tell me to fix the problem myself.

I'm like 30 seconds away from quitting my job and working at McDonalds just for a change of pace.

The honeymoon was amazing. Seriously. We have beautiful weather and managed to not only NOT kill each other by the end of the week, but still have fun and enjoy each other down to the very last minute.

I'm proud of us. I was slightly worried about it since we had never been stuck with just the two of us for that long, but we really had an absolutely amazing time. I can't wait until next Summer when we go back!!!

I'll have honeymoon posts for you all soon. And wedding posts as soon as I get pictures back from the Photographer.

BUT, seeing as how it is 11 AM and I JUST got into my e-mail and have 205 of them anxiously waiting for me, I think that I should probably do some actual work today.


I need to start playing the lottery. I'm totally over working for a living.

I'll be back tomorrow with probably some more bitching about being back to the ground, but probably a little less.


Friday, September 21, 2012

Guest Post: Kristen from First Name Smith

Aaaaannnddd.... last, but certainly not least, we have a fabulous wedding inspired guest post from Kristen, who blogs over at First Name Smith. Kristen is seriously fabulous and absolutely hysterical. She lives down in Flo-Rida with her handsome hubby and WAY too cute little boy. I've tried to convince Big A to move down there so we could all become BFF's, but apparently his and Kristen's mutual love for Miller Lite wasn't enough of a reason. Boo.

Hi there. Kristen here. I blog over at the hot mess that’s known as First Name Smith. Literally named that because our son’s first name is Smith and if I had a dollar for every time I had to explain that’s his first name, I’d be rolling in the hay naked with Ryan Reynolds, drenched in diamonds and siphoning wine out of a box on the reg.

Can I tell you how much I love Kayleigh? I mean, I guess I don’t really have to tell you the obvious since I am the one encroaching on her space while she’s off on her honeymoon and shit. Congrats ladycakes! I am sooooo happy for you!

My Husband Kent and I have been married for 4 years, but together an entire decade. That’s a long ass time with anyone other than your mom and dad. And maybe that Joey McIntyre poster you practiced kissing on in 6th grade. Come on, you KNOW you did it too.

The planning for our wedding wasn’t as stressful and mind blowing of an event because we went small. We had 32 people attend. And the reception was in the side room of a restaurant. While finances (err, lack thereof) determined how small it would be, looking back there’s not a thing I would change. We partied hard. We spent time with our family. And we got drunk as shit and walked back to our honeymoon suite barefoot, dragging my dress through the mud and not giving one flying shit about it either since it was bought on eBay (yes, eBay) for $300.

What really matters is the foundation you build together and seeing your wedding as a catalyst. As a jumping off point to an amazing life together with your best friend. I can safely say that Kent is my forever love, my best friend. My one and only. And there’s not a single person in the world that I would rather get knee walking drunk with. Or cry into his shoulders when I’ve had a bad day. Or raise a mini human with.

Weddings are fabulous. The celebration is amazing. But the journey after the dress is steam cleaned and the tux’s are returned is really the biggest gift. Well, that and the little treasures of socks on the floor and pee on the toilet seat.

Gah. Men are such pigs.

Congrats Kayleigh and A! We love you and cannot wait to hear all about your big day.
And that lovers, brings our week of guest posting from some of my favorite bitches to an end. I will be back on Monday whining about how I don't want to be home, don't want to be at work, and STILL wondering why we haven't won the lottery yet so I can get that trophy wife status I've been pushing for! (Kidding...sort of) Smooches!

Thursday, September 20, 2012

Guest Post: Lindsay from Small Town Kind of Life

Today we have Lindsay filling in for me. Lindsay and I (like Megan) bonded over wedding planning. In fact, she got married on Big A and I's anniversary, which I think makes us extra special. To add on to her cool factor, she lives in Canada. And if you remember this guest post I did over here, then you would know that I <3 and="and" be="be" bffs="bffs" canada="canada" i="i" lindsay="lindsay" me.="me." me="me" meant="meant" obviously="obviously" s="s" so="so" some="some" to="to" were="were">
Love Don’t Cost a Thing…My Ass!

Hey all you lovely people over here at Down at Fraggle Rock. I just want to give my home girl a big CONGRATS on her marriage! Welcome to the dark side sweetie! :-)

For those of you who don’t know me, I’m Lindsay and I blog over at Small Town Kind Of Life. I’m a small town girl (title, duh!) and l got married on May 12th, 2012. So, I guess that makes me a newlywed but it sure feel like it’s been longer then that.

Seriously though, marriage is no joke! So, any of you ladies that are thinking about getting married sit down as I tell you the cold hard truth.

1. Being in love is expensive! First there is the dating period where you go out of your way to make that person feel special….$Cha-ching$!

Then, you get engaged and that perfect ring is sitting lovingly on your finger…$Cha-ching$!

Then comes marriage and we all know that that isn’t free! The dress, the caterer, the photographer, the flowers…$Cha-ching$!

All of the sudden your married and now you need a house. There’s bills to pay and people to feed…$CHA-CHING$!!!!

So, get out of la-la land and realize that not only is love NOT free, it’s pretty damn expensive!

2. The honeymoon bubble doesn’t just pop. It EXPLODES!

There’s a stage shortly after you get married when everything is still puppies and rainbows. You are reminiscing about the wedding while holding hands gazing into each other's eyes.

All of the sudden that honeymoon stage goes all exorcist on your ass. Green vomit and everything!

It’s horrible. It’s when reality strikes and you can’t help but look at that person sitting across from you and think, “Oh geez, I’m stuck with this person, forever!” You have a fight. A big fight probably because everything is so peachy keen at first and you’ve been holding it in.

3. Boy stuff sucks!

If you are as fortunate as I am to not live with your husband before the wedding they will begin moving their stuff in.

After the 4th deer head and 18th souvenir beer glass you crack! How can one man have so much junk?

Between trying to put away new beautiful wedding presents and throwing out carefully camouflaging your husbands junk possessions, it’s enough to make a girl drink, heavily.

4. Ohh….you thought that they smelt bad before hand, HA!

After the wedding either your sense of smell gets heightened or the cork comes popping off of your husbands smelly pipe!

They take being smelly to a whole new level.

The socks and shoes…*cringe*

5. The most important reality check….

You realize that through all the junk and over mountains of bills, you can’t help still being completely and madly in love with this person.

You realize that no matter what you are going through this person is always going to be there for you no matter what.

That this person, who’s head you occasionally want to rip off, is your everything. Though thick and thin. The good and the bad. You are completely and inexplicably in love!

***You may now stop gagging***

I’d like to thank you Down at Fraggle Rock for having me!

I can’t wait to hear from the newest member of the Mrs. club and all about her nuptials! In the meantime, feel free to stop by my blog and say hi!


Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Guest Post: Leah from Lovely Life of Leah

 Next up is the ever so fabulous Leah! Leah and I seriously spend a good part of our day just       e-mailing back and forth about the craziest things. Like, people at work who annoy us, the fact that she is a Southern gangster and I want to joing her gang, or about her adorable son Gavin. (Seriously, he's ridiculous handsome!) Love this girl, but then again, I of course only love high quality people. So you shouldn't be surprised.

Hi! I'm Leah from Lovely Life of Leah. I am sooo thrilled to be guest posting for Kayleigh while she's off on her honeymoon with the love of her life. Seriously, their love is the best! While I'm over here visiting, I decided to whip you guys up a little recipe I found on pinterest. These usually turn out awesome... right?
Oh Yum! Look at this amazing photo. A delicious and easy looking recipe from Pinterest for Tortilla and Black Bean Pie. I repinned this one a while back. Here is the real recipe and then the version I made with my boyfriend....


The original recipe I pinned is from good old and the picture makes it look sooo delicious! My boyfriend was was excited when I sent him this pic. He picked up all the ingredients before I came to town to visit one weekend (he lives 2 hrs south of me).

Here is the recipe to try for yourself!
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  • 4 flour tortillas (10 inches)
  • 2 tablespoons canola oil
  • 1 large onion, diced
  • 1 jalapeno chile, minced (remove seeds and ribs for less heat)
  • 2 garlic cloves, minced
  • 1/2 teaspoon ground cumin
  • Coarse salt and freshly ground pepper
  • 2 cans (15 ounces each) black beans, drained and rinsed
  • 12 ounces beer, or 1 1/2 cups water
  • 1 package (10 ounces) frozen corn
  • 4 scallions, thinly sliced, plus more for garnish
  • 8 ounces cheddar cheese, shredded (2 1/2 cups)


  1. Preheat oven to 400 degrees. With a paring knife, trim tortillas to fit a 9-inch springform pan. Use the bottom of the pan as a guide. Set aside.
  2. Heat oil in a large skillet over medium heat. Add onion, jalapeno, garlic, and cumin; season with salt and pepper. Cook, stirring occasionally, until softened, 5 to 7 minutes.
  3. Add beans and beer, and bring to a boil. Reduce heat to medium; simmer until liquid has almost evaporated, 8 to 10 minutes. Stir in corn and scallions, and remove from heat. Taste and adjust for seasoning.
  4. Fit a trimmed tortilla in bottom of springform pan; layer with 1/4 of the beans and 1/2 cup of cheese. Repeat three times, using 1 cup cheese on top layer. Bake until cheese melts, 20 to 25 minutes. Remove side of pan; sprinkle pie with scallions. To serve, slice into wedges.

The recipe sounds simple, easy, and delicious, right? (I feel like you all can already sense my snarky tone. And sorry about the sudden font-change. crazy Martha is already messing with me on this recipe, I can feel it!) 

Alright! Never mind what I just said, on with the recipe!

So for whatever reason we didn't have the flour tortillas, we had to use corn. And everybody knows corn tortillas are gross unless in chip-form aka corn chips! So my boyfriend broke out his cast iron skillet and we toasted up the corn tortillas (even though looking back, the recipe clearly said to use flour and nothing about toasting. Oh well, they were gluten free!)

We borrowed my boyfriend's neighbor's spring form pan and after drying the 'lightly crisp' tortillas off, we made our first layer and got started on the onion, spices, beans and beer layer. (For some reason I have no memory of using beer in this recipe. None At all. Not that I was drinking any (I don't think?) but whatever! I think we followed the directions for that part... probably).

Next we got the cheese, scallions, etc cut up (pretty sure this was my job in the process. Or I was off in the corner drinking beer?) All I know is we were ready for the layering!

After everything was layered, we baked just as the directions said...... and this was the final result:
It was kind of like a pile of nachos in a cheese cake pan but not. Just a mess. Not even sure why we didn't put cheese on top. And now that I look at the recipe, I'm not sure Martha Stewart's is the one that we even followed...

I didn't bother trying to take a photo of a serving in a plate (which quickly was transferred into a bowl). It was seriously just dry nachos with beans, corn, and nothing delicious... no sour cream or salsa. 

I was originally going to say this Pinterest project was a fail. And oh, it really was, don't get me wrong. My boyfriend refused to eat it and I felt really bad, so I choked these fake dry nachos down for the rest of the weekend. I think this recipe could possibly be worth trying again... with the correct tortillas, not cooking them ahead of time, and layering correctly. OH! And getting some sour cream and salsa for the top, even if it's another fail. 

Have you tried any recipes that you have seen on pinterest? Did they turn out better than this one? I'm always trying and at this point I'm at about a 50/50 for awesomeness vs failures.

Come hang out with me on LovelyLifeofLeah! Hopefully the next project I try from there will be a good one.

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Guest Post: Megan from Butterfly Dreams 'N Things

Next up, we have Megan from Butterfly Dreams 'N Things. Megan and I obviously bonded over wedding planning (and my not so secret jealousy that she got to be done with the planning BS months before me and is now living happily ever after in her new home with her hubby!). She's super sweet and I'm sure you will love her too!!!

First off, I want to say Congratulations to K and Big A on their wedding! I am so happy for the two of you and I hope that you are having an absolute blast on your Honeymoon! Enjoy your time off from work and the time that you get to spend with each other.

When I told K that I would guest post for her, she told me that I could write about anything that I wanted. Now, I don’t know about you guys, but when someone tells me that, I want to come up with the funniest/most clever post ever. But of course, I can’t think of what that would be. Bummer! So, I figured that I would stick with something that I somewhat experienced, and that is Wedding Planning Withdrawals.
First, let me start off by saying that when I started writing this post, I was going to write it from a joking stand point, but after googling it, apparently this is a real thing and can really affect people’s emotions. Who would of thought?

You may not think about it when you are planning your wedding because let’s face it, most of us want to rip our hair out by the time it is done, but as soon as it is over, it slowly starts to creep up on you. So, I thought I would share with you, a few signs that you may want to start looking for once your wedding is over to ensure that you don’t fall into having Wedding Planning Withdrawals.

1. It will start with you trying to figure out what it is that you need to be doing, only to realize that you have nothing to do. You go for months with having this huge never ending to-do list, to not having anything to do, so you start questioning yourself thinking that you are forgetting something that you should be doing, when in reality you don’t have anything to do.

2. You will then become bored out of your mind because of the lack of things to do, which will then turn into you throwing your energy into other projects for your house and various other things.

3. You will start to wonder what else you could have done for your wedding. And even start to get jealous of others when you see an idea that they are doing for their wedding. Stay away from Pinterest for a while.
There are so many ideas on there and every time you see someone Pin something that they are thinking about doing, you just get upset because you can’t do it now, because your wedding is over.

4. You will want to help other friends plan their weddings because you miss it so much. Even though yours was enough stress to begin with, you miss it so much that you just have to help others with theirs.

If you are exhibiting any of these signs of Wedding Planning Withdrawal, it is highly recommended that you sit down, relax, and have a glass of wine (or two or three) and put your focus towards something else like a movie or a fun night out with your new Hubby or friends.

I’m not sure if that is what they really recommend, but that’s what I would do and it seemed to help me forget that I missed the process so much. Wine can do wonders I tell ya! I hope that I have provided some of you with some insight into something that is apparently a real thing, and hopefully all of you Brides to be out there can avoid this.

Congrats again to K and Big A on their Wedding! And thank you K for letting me guest post for you. I hope that you guys are having an amazing time on your Honeymoon!

Monday, September 17, 2012

Guest Post: Shannon from Life After I Dew

While I'm away on my honeymoon with my brand spanking new Hubby, I knew I couldn't leave you hanging. I've hooked you up with some fab guest posts from some of my most favorite Bloggers. I've been stalking following Shannon since pretty soon after I started blogging and became obsessed with all of her wedding planning post. And then her pregnancy posts. And now her Mama posts. She's awesome. If you aren't following her already. I'm pretty sure you will be after today.

Now...without further adieu...

Oh, hey!  Not the face you were expecting, was it?  Well sorry to disappoint.  But while Miss K is off on her honeymoon, I'm here to keep the blog world alive with my shenanigans. Oh, who am I? Sorry, I'm so rude. My name is Shannon and I blog over at Life After I "Dew".  You can find me talking about wine, wanting to be a fashion blogger,and the occasional mom post...if you're interested.
But today I want to talk about one of my favorite pass times {past times?}, celebrities.  Because, who doesn't love good gossip.
Did you hear Snooki had her baby?  Yeah she texted me when she went in labor.  Just kidding.  Could you imagine what a text from Snooki might look like?  Gah.  But anywho, she's breastfeeding and she tweeted a picture of the nursery.
Don't get me wrong, I love me some leopard. But leopard and sports?  I'm all for mixing patterns and textures but this is just all sorts of wrong.  But, leave it to Snooks.  
Your favorite RHOC train wreck, and mine, cut her hair last week!  Gasp!  Shock!  Alexis Bellino, you rock that graduated bob, girl, you've wanted it for over a year after all.  My guess is Jim didn't want you to do it but you finally got the balls to do what you want.
Let's play a game.  Words that don't go together.  I'll start. Queen Elizabeth+Range Rover+hoodie.  I win.
Forbes recently came out with the highest paid celebs of 2012 list.  No surprise, Oprah was #1. Go head Ope, go head.  I mean she doesn't even have a talk show anymore and she's still raking in the dough.  But, I'm just gonna say this, can she send me just like $10K?  I'm sure she wouldn't miss it and it would take care of all my financial problems.  Kidding.  Sort of.
Hilary Duff is a mom yet I can still remember her as Lizzie McGuire.  So that's weird.  But baby boy is so cute!  So so cute.  And, is it just me, she looks like Jessica Simpson here, no?
And then the rest of the celeb gossip posts are full of these new up and comers, or maybe they're already there, I don't know.  I just don't know who the hell they are, therefore I'll shut my trap.  
Peace.  Love.

Friday, September 14, 2012

Friday's Letters

Hello Ladies! Thank mother effing gawd that it's Friday. This was a long week.

They totally expected me to work ALL five days this week. Can you believe that? Do they know who I am?

The nerve.

Anyway, the fabulous Ashley over at Adventures of Newlyweds has inspired yet another Friday's Letter post. I'm so excited to be back on Friday's Letters since I was all "I'm Getting Married" last Friday, and I'll be gone next Friday.

Anyway... here are my lovely letters.

Dear Big A, thanks for not back-handing me when I was bitching at you because I wanted to go to sleep. I understand that you just got home and needed to eat dinner and shower (at 11 o'clock at night? WTF?!) and I was not being a nice person. I blame the bottle of wine I had devoured. Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol!

Dear Self, when you start to feel a little tipsy after ONE glass of wine, do not take this as a sign that you should chug that mother effer until you start squeezing the glass bottle making sure you get every last drop. On a THURSDAY no less. Rookie mistake. Lock it up.

Dear Mr. Fresh, thanks for being so damn photogenic. Seriously, you take the BEST pictures ever.

Dear Wedding, you were amazing. Seriously. Best day EVER. And I hate to admit it, but.... I do miss you... but ONLY a LITTLE bit. Thanks for being the bees knees. You're swell. I'll always think of you fondly.

Dear Morbidly Obese Person Living Inside Me, ummm... I recognize that you were rather patient with me over the past 9-10 months so that we could lose weight. BUT, I'm not exactly planning on putting all of that back on now that the wedding is over. AND I have 10 more pounds to go. SO, eating Mac & Cheese, tacos, lobster ravioli, drinking wine & champagne, eating crab cakes, cheesy fries, and nachos... in ONE week, is NOT acceptable. Keep it up and we are going back on those miserable Slim Fast shakes.

Dear Photographer, I know that you gave us a reasonable time to except our pictures, but could you PLEASE please PLEASE post some sneak peeks? Or just give us all the pictures? ASAP! I know, I know, I'm pushy. I'm just SO excited to see all of them.

Dear Dream Job, please fall into my lap. Now that the wedding is over I need something I love with a whole bunch more money. Pipe dreams... I know.

Dear Dream House, Big A and I would greatly appreciate it if you made yourself known. We aren't asking for anything big. Three bedrooms. 1.5 baths. Nice yard. Garage (preferably detached). And not resembling a meth lab. That's all we ask for.

Dear Self (again), you don't need to immediately spell check something if you think you spelled it wrong. You can totally wait until you are done writing and check everything at once. You're still going to be a dumb ass and the word will still be misspelled (or not) at the end.

Dear Boss Man, I fucking love you. Seriously. I have been sitting here for the past hour, wondering what the hell I was going to eat for breakfast that wouldn't make me yack up my bottle of wine from last night. And you give me waffles smothered in syrup. Perfection. I'm pretty sure you are my most favorite person on the planet right now!

Dear Martha's Vineyard, please be super awesome and have nice weather. Pretty please with a cherry on top. Also, we ask for (and please pay attention to this part) ONE (please note that is the number one; 1) lazy, rainy day. That is all. Can't wait to see you! I miss your face sooooooo much!

Dear Free Time, I want to make sweet love to you AND call you in the morning. I have missed you so much over the past 16 months. Welcome back. Let's promise to never be apart again!

Dear Waffles, you were fucking delicious.

That's all for this week folks. I'll be gone next week, chillin' on Martha's Vineyard with my husband and most favorite Border Collie EVER!!! For the Internet stalkers, I have people watching the house, so, don't try it. Bitch!

I've got a fab group of some of my most favorite ladies guest posting for me next week so you don't have to cry yourself to sleep missing me. I know it will be hard, but let's get through it together.

Happy Friday Lovers!

Thursday, September 13, 2012

Identity Crisis...Kinda...

Today is a day with mixed emotions.

Really... I'm not quite sure how to feel about it.

You see... in a little bit, I am off to the Social Security Office to change my name.

I thought I would have a little more time before I changed it, but I found out that it takes two weeks to get your new card and you need that before you go to the RMV to get your license changed.

Not one to drag things out, I figured I might as well get the ball rolling.

It's quite the process, really. Social Security Office, RMV, the bank, work, credit cards, loans, etc. etc.

Quite the process.

I told Big A that I was totally coming back in my next life as a man, because women totally get the raw end of the deal in this whole wedding/marriage thing.

I mean, yes, we get a nice rock on the finger, but I'm not quite sure it equals planning an entire wedding, 18 million wedding related events, getting your hair done, make-up done, keeping your skin nice, losing weight, wearing a 300 lb dress, jumping through hoops to change your name, and paying out the ass to do so.

Honestly, don't people know that I have spent enough money on this whole ordeal.

They should give everything to me for free.

Especially the passport people. That shit is expensive.

Highway robbery if you ask me.

I was having a conversation with a friend the other day about how weird it is going to be to change my name. For about a million reasons.

1. It's the only name I have ever known.

2. I ALWAYS get complimented on my name and how Irish it is. And how well it goes together.

3. People have spent a lifetime butchering how to spell and pronounce my first name, but my last name has always been a breeze. No one can pronounce my new name, or spell it right on the first try.

4. I feel like it splits me up from my family. They all have one last name and now I have another.

5. I hate messing things up and I know that I am going to mess up my name for the next 6 months... and how stupid will I look if I write my name wrong?

I know I totally have the option of keeping my last name. I know that. I'm not doing this because anyone is forcing me to. I'm not doing it because I'm stuck in some old world theory that women are owned by their men.

I'm doing this because even though all of those reasons are hard, I want the same last name as my husband. I want the same last name as my kids.

My family will still be my family.

People will still think my name is awesome, and if they don't, I'll make them.

I've never had a problem correcting people before and I ain't gonna start now.

And if I mess my name up, I'll simply state that I just got married and then flash my bling, whilst talking about how my husband is the bees knees. (And sneak another copy of whatever it is so I can re-write my name neatly).

It's a change. It's a transition. It's something that I have never had to experience before and hopefully will never have to experience again.

However, the pros definitely outweigh the cons. I mean, if I didn't have this "problem", it would mean that I wouldn't get to call Big A my husband. I wouldn't have the memories of the most amazing day of my life. And I wouldn't have my number one homie for life.

So, I guess through all of my bitching and moaning, I have it pretty good.

Pretty damn good.

Anyone else have a minor identity crisis about changing their name? I can't be the only one.

Adios bitches! Smooch!

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

So What! Wednesday

Hello Lovers!

It's time for my first So What! Wednesday as a MRS!!!

Yeah, that still sounds weird.

Everyone keeps saying, "Oh hell, Mrs. P" and I still look around to see if my mother in law is there.

I'll get used to it.

First and foremost, I want to tell you about a special event that just started today. The amazing Kristen from over at First Name Smith has put together an auction to raise money for the American Cancer Society. In case you didn't already know, Kristen's Father in law recently was diagnosed with cancer and has begun treatment. If you have ever known a loved one that had cancer you know how scared, heartbroken, and helpless you feel. Knowing that this horrible thing is happening and there's NOTHING that you can do about it sucks.

So, Kristen is taking the bull by the horn and is doing everything she can to help. She started the auction and got so many fabulous people to donate items to raise money. Head on over the the Facebook page here. Check out the items. See if there is anything you like. And DEFINITELY spread the word. Every bit helps.

I know first hand how much of a bitch it is to watch your loved one go through this. The more we can help the American Cancer Society, the more we can do to try to find a cure for this absolutely horrible C word.

Now, it's time for a little So What! Wednesday! I'm linking up with Shannon over at Life After I Dew. Don't know her yet? Get to know her. This girl is FABULOUS!

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

* I have been passed out by like 10 every night so far this week. I am mother effing exhausted and I just can't seem to catch up. Hopefully a week of sleeping in will help.

* My living room STILL looks like a wedding threw up on it. Only even worse. Shit is EVERYWHERE. Big A and I plan on moving more stuff up to the loft today so that we can get out lives back to normal a bit more. We are in SERIOUS need of a house. ASAP.

* I am about ready to go ape shit on my bank. The bank I hated from the beginning. The bank that I told Big A I wanted nothing to do with. The bank that charges me ridiculous fees for absolutely nothing. They have basically stolen almost $300 from me and there's nothing I can do about it. Umm... how about they don't back charge me for shit and then say that I overdrew my account DAYS ago and then charge me overdraft fees that shouldn't even exist. Bastards.

* I am in serious denial of Fall. I mean, I love Fall, don't get me wrong. Leaves changing, bon fires, plus I made Big A promise to take me apply picking (I've been telling him all of the different things that married Big A does that non-married Big A didn't... it kind of works...). BUT, I am NOT ready for long sleeves, pants, and turning the heat on in my car. I want sunshine, the beach, a tan, a cold beverage in my hand. I JUST got back to having a semi-decent beach bod (AKA I no longer resemble a beached whale) and I'm not ready to cover it up.

* So far the only thing that feels different about being married is I have another ring on my finger. I think we are both kind of getting used to the idea that it ACTUALLY happened. I'm sure it will feel more real when I see the marriage license and change my name. Then it has to feel real. I'll be a whole new person! Weird.

* I have been stalking house listings like it is my job. (Well, I am technically getting paid for it...shhh) We need to get out of our apartment ASAP for our sanity. We have FAR overgrown it. Time to be big kids and get a house. Make it our home. And then get started on those babies! (HA! Just kidding! We got pleeeeeennntttyyyy of time!!!)

* I am more than impressed with myself that I have cooked both nights this week AND washed the dishes!!! Forget the fact that the rest of the house needs cleaning and we haven't vacuumed in a hot minute, but this is a big step for me. It's been awhile since I got back into the house wife groove. It's the little things people...

* I don't want to work anymore. Ever. I had a lot of "time off". More than I usually have by now and I think it has ruined me forever. I'm probably going to throw a tantrum coming back from the honeymoon.

* I hate when people talk to me when I am trying to blog. I mean, can't they see that I'm busy? OK... let's be honest. I hate when people talk to me. I'm getting more antisocial with age. Not sure if that's normal, but whatevs.

* I am so mother effing excited about dinner tonight. Big A and I are supposed to be going to one of our favorite restaurants tonight! I say supposed to because it hardly ever works out. We are either too tired, too broke, or more likely than not we get into a huge fight and end up not even talking to each other. We decided that married us doesn't do that anymore. And by "that" I mean, mess up going out to dinner, lord knows we will still fight!

* Now all I can think about is dinner. #fatkidproblems.

Alright bitches, that's about enough of that.

Head on over to Shannon's blog and link up!

And don't forget to head on over to the Auction here. Or visit Kristen's blog for more information.


Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Taking a Breather...

I am still physically exhausted.

I don't think I'm ever going to catch up from this past weekend.

With that being said, it was the most amazing weekend of my entire life.

The entire thing was just so surreal. I had to keep reminding myself that I was living it. That moment. Right then and there.

At one point I asked my dad if I was just dreaming everything because if I was then I was going to be too tired to wake up and actually do everything.

I remained pretty calm throughout the whole day. I had fun with my girls (Moms included).

Not even the rain got me down.

And oh yes it rained.

To the point that when I was waiting in my room by myself right before the ceremony they were thinking of moving it inside. I told them that I didn't care either way. Just to make the decision and let's get on with it.

Luckily, Big A just told them to do it. The rain had stopped and let's just get this show on the road before it started again. Luckily, most of the ceremony site was underneath a structure. Special thanks to those who sat in the rain or the wet seats. You guys are troopers!

I know you guys want pictures. And trust me. There's a lot of them!

However, I need a little bit to get myself back into regular life... ya know... just in time to go on our honeymoon!!! 5 more days and then it is one week of just me, my husband, and Mr. Fresh!

I'm never going to want to come back to work. I already don't want to come back to work.

I told Big A last night that I had gotten married and that was all that I needed to accomplish in life. That I was to begin my life of leisure and finally know what it was like to be a "kept" woman.

He smiled at me and said, "I hope by "life of leisure" you will finally relax and enjoy yourself".

And that was it.

I tried.

I try telling him that I would be the best trophy wife EVER! But apparently, that's only for "rich" people.

Whatever. We all know I would get bored and tear the house upside down anyway.

But yes... many posts to come. Getting ready, the ceremony, reception, dancing, etc. I can start getting together the pictures that everyone took. And then hopefully it won't be too too long until we get the professional pictures.

Thank you to everyone for the congratulations and the well wishes. We are currently loving life and can't wait for the next step. Which is a house... no babies.... yet. Currently focusing on a house.

So, cross your fingers that something falls into our laps sooner rather than later.


Monday, September 10, 2012

Weekend Recap...No Big Deal... I just got MARRIED is all!!!

Oh hey Lovers!

Long time no talk. How was everyone's weekend?



Mine was good. Ya know. Hung out with friends. Had a couple drinks. Visited with family.

Same old same old.

Nothing new to report.

Oh wait... I got MARRIED!!!

Woah, big girl status now. If being married doesn't make you feel like you have hit the "adult world" big time, then I don't know what does.

I have plenty to report. Lots of stories to tell. And currently have over 200 pictures so far from friends from this past weekend. And more coming in.

So.... I will leave you with a couple sneak peeks for the day and I will be back tomorrow.


Going top to bottom, left to right (Yes I know I forgot to number, whatever). 1. Hair & Make-up done. Obviously nervous. Heh. JK. I was having a private dance party. In the mirror. 2. Husband and wife. 3. Sealed with a kiss baby! 4. First dance. So madly in love.

Friday, September 7, 2012

Tomorrow I Marry my Best Friend

I thought this post would be easier to write. I thought I was going to be filled with so much love and happiness that the words were just going to spill out of me.
However, after tossing and turning all.night.long. and dragging myself out of bed at 8:00 AM, I'm a little sleepy.
I've spent weeks falling asleep randomly, sometimes while talking, and sleeping heavily throughout the entire night. Completely unable to wake up on time or be a functional part of society in the morning.
Not last night. Oh no. Up. all. night. While I still feel cool as a cucumber, I'm assuming that this is my brain's way of telling me that the nerves are coming.
I can't even believe that the wedding is tomorrow. I feel like the past 16 months have FLOWN by and it was only yesterday that we were celebrating with all of our friends.
Conversely, the past month has dragged and I honestly thought that this day would never come. Big A and I were talking last night about how those had to be THE longest 30 days that we have ever experienced.
I don't think the reality of it all had quite hit me yet. I'm not sure when it will all seem real. Today when I am getting my nails done? Tonight at the Rehearsal dinner? Tomorrow?
At some point it is all going to hit me and I am going to me a hot mess. It won't be pretty.
I think I'm going to be a little nervous about the amount of people that are there, staring at us. I think I will be nervous that I am going to trip when walking down the aisle, or something will happen with the food.
I had a dream last night that everyone sat on Big A's side and I was walking down the aisle to see just a few scattered family members on mine. You see, that's the stupid shit that I worry about.
Big A though... haven't worried about him for a second. This is THE most sure that I have been of anything in my entire life. I couldn't think of a better match for me and I am so thankful every single day that I found him.
Even when things aren't the greatest with us, it still beats the hell out of facing this world with out him. It is so calming and reassuring to walk through life knowing that he had my back. Sometimes I almost feel invincible because I know that he will be there. I just feel so safe.
I asked Big A the other night if he thought that he would feel different, after we get married. And he said that he didn't think so. I kind of feel the same way. The fact that we love each other and want to spend the rest of our lives by each other's side doesn't change because we said, "I do".
We won't be together because we are married. We will be together for the same reason that we always have; because we love each other so much that we just can't even begin to fathom a world where we don't wake up each morning to the other person. That doesn't change just because we have a piece of paper. Ya know.
My big change was when we got engaged. We had been together for four years, and it was no secret that I was anxious to get this show on the road and take that next step. We had talked about it so much and nothing ever happened that I was beginning to wonder if it was what he really wanted.
When we got engaged I remember thinking that it was pretty much the same thing to him as getting married. Big A never would have put a ring on my finger if he didn't want to and wasn't ready. He never would have proposed if he ever expected it to fall apart or he wasn't 100% sure that this was what we should be doing.
So when we got engaged, I knew this was it. I knew that he wasn't going anywhere. And while sane Kayleigh knew that all along, sometimes crazy Kayleigh needed to be reminded of how amazing her guy was. Just like that, all my nervousness, worries, etc. had vanished and I had never felt so safe and comfortable in my entire life.
So tomorrow we stand up in front of all of our family and friends and vow to be with each other to the very end. Through good times and bad. 'Til death do us part.
I can't even imagine how those words are going to feel when we say them for real. I'm pretty sure that I am going to be a crazy hot mess and blubber my way through the ceremony.
Need to find me? Look for the hysterical girl in the white dress. You'll hear me from a mile away. Haha.
I just can't believe this day is almost here. Less than 24 hours from now, I will wake up on my wedding day. I get to marry my best friend in the entire world. How lucky am I? Sometimes I can't even believe that he picked ME!
Well lovers, I leave you now to go spend a few more minutes of QT with my man before the craziness of today sets in. I shall leave you now as a Miss. and when I return I will be a Mrs.
Have a wonderful weekend! I know I will.