That’s it! I’m done!
I am burnt out from wedding stuff. Talking about it, thinking about, dreaming about it. Look at the dresses! These are cute invites! OMG she had Christian Louboutin shoes! It all sounds fun until you actually have to plan a wedding. It’s expensive, time consuming and just plain old stressful. I know there are some people who enjoy this kind of thing but I am not one of them. And it isn’t like I just have to hear about my own wedding. No. I have to hear about S’s details and roomie’s details too (not that I hate hearing about it)! It’s like I’m watching a marathon of wedding shows on Lifetime and I can’t turn off the tv. I have had enough. I just cannot take it anymore. Joe and I are officially on hiatus from the wedding talks for at least a week. If I start blogging about it you have permission to yell at me.
June 26, 2008
The McDreamy of the office is here today. He is NEVER here. I think the last time he was here was the day of the holiday party and that was in December.
He came over to my cube (we sit next to each other) and asked me some bullshit question about an invoice (something I have nothing to do with).
“Did you get engaged since the last time I saw you?”
“Um…yes.” My face immediately turns bright red.
What I wanted to say was “Yes I got engaged. Don’t you remember proposing to me in front of your red porsche channeling Jake Ryan?”
Even though his hair reminds me of James Spader in Pretty in Pink (minus the mullety back part) and he rocks loafers, he is still cute. (I have John Hughes movies on the brain.) He is so cute he turns me into a giddy school girl.
And yes I am aware I am engaged. And now so is he.
June 25, 2008
Overheard on the streets of Chicago:
“Guess what just happened to me. Yeah. I was offered to be in porn. Again. Second time in two weeks.”
June 24, 2008
I bought a dress! I wish I could put pictures of it up but I’m pretty sure Joe would see. Does anyone know how to do an “after the jump” post so I can put a picture up?
June 23, 2008
Last week I was walking down Michigan Avenue, spending money on things I didn’t need and came across Pottery Barn. In the window was a large sign saying “Store Closing. Last day is June 20th!” Earlier that day Joe and I had been looking at their apothecary jars to hold candy for the reception but Joe nixed them since they were “too expensive”. If it weren’t for the price police, aka Joe, our wedding would probably cost a fortune.
Once inside I was shocked to see the large store so bare. The didn’t have much to offer, just mostly candles, lamp shades and rugs. I walked around a bit and came across the apothecary jars. I immediately snatched three up due to the 50% off price tag knowing Joe couldn’t argue with me about getting a good deal. I asked the sales lady to put the jars back for me since I wanted to look around some more. I saw a table holding all these containers of white stuff. I walked over to the table to see what it is and this is what the tubes said:
And this was the price:
I bought 32 of these bad boys for less than thirty two bucks!
I have been reading on blogs about people doing their own invitations, centerpieces, etc. I quickly came to the realization that I am not very crafty and will not be doing anything myself. At least I’m good at shopping for a deal.
June 19, 2008
I made a wedding board mostly because I was bored. We are having a black and white wedding at a museum. I had to throw in my future hubby Tom Brady. A girl can wish!
First Row: Cake found at Instyleweddings.com; ? for center picture, Invitations from White Aisle
Middle Row: Dress by Jim Hjelm, University of Iowa Art Museum, Anemones
Last Row: Rolls Royce, Hair found at instyleweddings.com, Tom Brady
June 18, 2008
S. sent me an email with a link to an article about a boy dying at wrestling camp. Turns out it was Jason, S’s fiance’s cousin. They aren’t sure what he died of since he was only 16 but they’re guessing he had a heart attack.
Whenever someone dies young I don’t know how to respond. I gave her my sympathies and asked her what her plans were for the weekend.
“Going to “Smith Family Weekend.” Ick. Actually, this will only be the third time I have seen my dad’s side of the family since Jason and I have been together, and every time I get together with them one of Jason’s family members dies. The first time was his uncle, then his grandma, now his cousin.”
Coincidence or just plain creepy?
June 17, 2008
It was after the winging ceremony, the dinner, the cake — we were at the party where a lot of drinking was involved. I’m standing at the cocktail table talking to some people, most of whom I don’t know, when a man comes up to me.
“I just had to come over and meet you.” He is in his late twenties, tall, big like a football player. He is accompanied by his gorgeous petite wife who has dark hair and olive skin.
“Oh?” I say. I have never seen this man in my life.
“Yes. I just had to meet the woman Joe is always talking about. ‘I love my girlfriend. She is just so amazing man!’ He just goes on and on about you.”
I blush.
The thing is, he wasn’t the only guy who came up to me and said those things that night.
Being with someone who loves me so much is something new for me. Past relationships were mostly with men who only cared about themselves. When I would meet their friends they would look at me strangely as if they had never heard of me, despite dating the guy for years. Others took precedence over me, “Sorry hun, Alex wants to go to this thing at Crobar tonight so I’m going to hang with him.” Other times the weather was blamed, “I’m sorry I can’t see you for your birthday. The weather is really bad.” I didn’t know the train didn’t operate in the snow? This bad behavior is/was something I was accustomed to. Have to convince my boyfriend to hang out with me was common place, it felt normal.
It wasn’t until I started dating Joe that I realized this behavior was not normal. When I called him and he didn’t answer he called me back. When I asked him what his plans were for the holidays he said “spending them with you”. When I asked a favor he did it without complaint. In a word, it was easy. And eventually I saw changes in myself. I found myself crying a lot less. I found myself not sitting at home waiting for him to call. I was, for the first time in a long time, emotionally stable. My happiness no longer was dependant on a man. Instead, a man was part of the reason I was happy.
June 16, 2008
I have been emailing some family members looking for other family member’s addresses and email addresses. The wedding is in a little over six months and the save the dates need to be sent out SOON. It would be easy if we actually had a date and oh yeah, the invitations picked out but those are only minor details. Most of the responses I received were prompt and polite but others were, well…
“There’s major flooding here. I just don’t have time to do this.” Along with pictures.
Flooding? Where?
Apparently my home state of Iowa is underwater with my hometown being one of the hardest hit. I had no idea. I was so wrapped up with planning a wedding that I didn’t realize the top story on cnn.com had to do with Iowa. Iowa, the state where weather takes up a majority of the 10 o’clock news cast because nothing happens there.
Mom has called several times in the last day telling me how long she waited at the grocery store line (an hour), how she can’t get to work and how part of the interstate is closed. Tony, my brother, sent me a facebook message saying, “We live on a island. If you want to visit take a boat.”
When I watch the news and they talk about things such as Hurricane Katrina, the earthquakes in China, and the Tsunami that hit Thailand I don’t really think about it because it’s not affecting ME. When David went to Iraq I had a hard time watching stuff about the war. Everytime you turned it on it was “Six soldiers were killed today.” And now something else that has affected my family is on the news and I honestly just don’t know how to react. My coping mechanism is to just not think about it. Pretend it’s not happening. I know I prefer to live in denial. I realize this is horrible but other times I think it’s the only way to survive.
June 13, 2008
