Stress? What Stress?

OK, that's a lie. I'm totally stressed out. Fortunatly Luke gets here in about an hour and will make everything better.

Let's start with the decorations -- WHY must this be so complicated? I swear, if I have to think about where to put tulle one more time after this week my head may actually explode.

Second point -- dress. I have not actually tried it on yet. Why? Not sure.

.... you know, really, I could go on with all the little things that are driving me N-U-T-S (family,  clueless MOH with her own agenda, weather, etc) but you'd say "naw, that's not really that big of a deal" because you don't realize that it's all the little things at the same time that do the deed.

On a happy note, I do get to get married this weekend, and see my  awesome friends, and have awesome pictures taken -- you know the drill. And I am way excited about these things.

I was practicing my vows earlier and starting to tear up. and texted Abigail that I feared this would be a problem on my wedding day.

Abigial: Just picture him naked. No, wait, wrong advice.

Ha.

Wedding Central

I don't expect to have time to post again (or a computer to it on) until we get back from our little honeymoon.

For those who don't know, we are planning a trip up to the Olympic Peninsula for a quick getaway, then likely heading out to Boise over the July 4 weekend to grab our gifts and schlep them back home.

Yee-ha.

So -- the next time I blog here I'll be a Mrs.!

Whoa exciting.

I'm still a little bit in disbelief, though, at this whole thing. I never ... well, yeah. It's just surprising the cool way God arranges things.

Next week looks like this:

Monday: fly to California at the ungodly hour of 6 a.m.; bridal shower at the Tomlinson's in the evening
Tuesday: appointments doing stuff, including looking at my flowers and a hair consultation. Probably look at the church to decide what we think about this or that as far as decorating goes.
Wednesday: Luke comes in, we get our marriage license and go to dinner with Shelly, her boy and Patricia and her boy
Thursday: Hyla comes in, we go to the beach, log some sun, sand and surf hours, shower and grandma's and hit the boardwalk with all our friends. After a few hours there we head back to Maria's for some girl time
Friday: decorate the church, get our nails done, rehersal, rehersal dinner
Saturday: hair done, makeup by me, get dressed, photos, WEDDING!, reception, photos in Santa Cruz with my favorite Joe, giant wedding burrito (because we had a giant engagement burrito and that worked out pretty well), drop Joe off, hotel
Sunday: EARLY flight home, back to the apartment, grab our stuff, honeymoon

So maybe I'll have time to post pictures and stuff mid-week, but dont count on it.

YAY! I'm getting married this week !! :-)

E is for Errands

A lovely day for doing all the final little things we had to do here before the wedding.

Things like printing our programs.

And folding all 100 of them.

And taking Luke's uniform to the dry cleaners.

And taking a one hour nap in the sun (oh yes, this was on the list).

Now that Luke is back in town I get to say things like "hey, there's a spider in the closet, Im afraid. Maybe you should kill it?" and "I stepped on a giant nail, you should rub my feet," or "would you like some peach pie?" and everyone has a grand time.

It's awesome.

A week from tomorrow I'll be wearing my beau-ti-ful dress, surprising shoes and way-cool hair.

Meanwhile, I think I need to go to the gym again, while I still have time ...

Countdown Central

Welcome to countdown central, the place where we count things down in a very obnoxious manner, yet you choose to read anyway.

We aren't sure why.

And so the countdowns begin.

16 days until I get back from my honeymoon

11 days until my wedding

9 days until I get to see the boys, Rachel and Hyla

6 days until I arrive in California

2 days until Luke comes home

1 day until the anniversary of the day I blocked his clarity.

Sigh.

Forehead Fungus and More!

It started like a bug bite -- a spot on my forehead that was weird and itchy. I scratched it and thought nothing of it.

That, of course, was before I knew it was forehead fungus.

It got worse under my swim cap. I thought I just head dry skin irritated by the pool, so I stopped swimming.

But the moisturizer wasn't working -- no matter how much I used it was still dry and weird. And red. And starting to swell.

And so we broke out the cortisone cream, and the lotromin (yes, for my face), and now it is better or getting better at least.

I just couldn't escape the wedding without some sort of weird cosmetic emergency, could I? Of course not.

And as if that's not enough, today I stepped on a nail in the parking lot. It went right through my flip flop, and now I have a hole in my foot.

Awesome.
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I'm watching Garden State, one of my favorite movies. It has been far too long.

Hung out with friend Angel this evening for nails, dinner in my house and a movie. I was glad for the company and I'm sure she was, too.

Tomorrow = muffin making.

Wednesday = coffee with friend Courtney followed by girl movie night with enough friends to fill the couches.

Thursday = waiting for Luke to come home and Navs

Friday = Luke. Yay :-)

Spidery

There's a spider in my linen closet, hiding in Luke's box of random cosmeticish crap, also the home of my new bottle of conditioner and a box of shampoo that I'm going to need in fairly short order.

Anyone want to come get those out for me? After finding it, screaming my head off and bursting into tears, I'm really not inclined to venture back in ...

Sigh, times two

I slept in this morning.

I think that was a good choice. I'll go to the gym tonight after work, then to Gen's house to watch Juno with her, Jeff and my not-dog, Mosa.

Gen is a better friend than we give her credit for. She all but demanded they hang out with me tonight.

Sometimes I just need someone to make me do things. Had Abigail and Brett not appeared on my doorstep last night for Navs, I probably just wouldn't have gone or tried to find a way to go.

I have a lot more to say ... but I dont really want to say it. The wedding, is driving me crazy. Everyday is a new stress ........