HI.
Thanks to Krissy, lovekrissy, "nudging" me I present you with an UPDATE on my crazy life. :: gasp ::
My parents' divorce in final, my mom won custody of the kids. I'm pretty sure she's insane. And I hope she reads this. My little sisters are growing up too quickly. Hilary started High School and Lindsey started Junior High. I'm old. My other little sister Ashley broke up with her parasitic boyfriend of 2 years. I'm overjoyed and hopeful. Tony got a transfer to Dearborn, MI and moved home from Ohio; my missing piece returns. We moved in together. We have a cute little apartment not far from our parents. We love it. He's messy and I have O.C.D., I am now dubbed "The ____-Nazi." Fill in the blank with any household chore or task that should be done.
The wedding plans are coming along pretty well. We set a date. 10.10.08. I wish it was today because frankly, planning a wedding is intense. We have 9 bridesmaids and 9 groomsmen. Huge family, long story. We have our ceremony site picked out and our reception venue booked. Weddings are expensive. There is so much to do. I'll make a post with pictures and stuff later.
THE FUN STUFF
We went to the Renaissance Festival with Jen jenniferdunn and her husband Scott and our friend Yanni for Scott's birthday and Jen's early birthday last Saturday.
We met up at Jen and Scott's because Tony hasn't seen Owen in FOREVER.
Cutie nephew Owen (Jen and Scott's son).
Dragon? Near Tony? Kodak moment.
We all piled in Jen's Hot-Soccer-Mom-Mobile and headed to her parents to drop off Owen.
Confused Owage.
Happy Owage.
WTF Uncle Tony?
Then we dropped Owie off at Jen's parents and we were on our way. We stopped at 7-11 on the way there to get slurpies and Scott went in dressed in his garb while the rest of us were in our plain clothes. Hilarious to me.
Yanni. Scott. Tony.
Jen and I.
Jen and I split a Broccoli Cheddar Cheese soup in a Breadbowl. HEAVENLY.
Tony and I.
Then the camera stayed in the purse for a while, some archery happened, some alocohol happened, and then off to get Henna!
Twinsies.
Then we left, I THINK. Tony was our D.D. and we headed off to Yanni's restaurant for some din.
Me and Yan-Bon, our Greek friend. Fork in zee road, dead fish upside down...
Having too much fun in the back seat obv.
"Hey Yanni?!"
"I stole your hat."
And Jen is gangster.
THE END.
My parents' divorce in final, my mom won custody of the kids. I'm pretty sure she's insane. And I hope she reads this. My little sisters are growing up too quickly. Hilary started High School and Lindsey started Junior High. I'm old. My other little sister Ashley broke up with her parasitic boyfriend of 2 years. I'm overjoyed and hopeful. Tony got a transfer to Dearborn, MI and moved home from Ohio; my missing piece returns. We moved in together. We have a cute little apartment not far from our parents. We love it. He's messy and I have O.C.D., I am now dubbed "The ____-Nazi." Fill in the blank with any household chore or task that should be done.
The wedding plans are coming along pretty well. We set a date. 10.10.08. I wish it was today because frankly, planning a wedding is intense. We have 9 bridesmaids and 9 groomsmen. Huge family, long story. We have our ceremony site picked out and our reception venue booked. Weddings are expensive. There is so much to do. I'll make a post with pictures and stuff later.
THE FUN STUFF
We went to the Renaissance Festival with Jen jenniferdunn and her husband Scott and our friend Yanni for Scott's birthday and Jen's early birthday last Saturday.
We met up at Jen and Scott's because Tony hasn't seen Owen in FOREVER.
Cutie nephew Owen (Jen and Scott's son).
Dragon? Near Tony? Kodak moment.
We all piled in Jen's Hot-Soccer-Mom-Mobile and headed to her parents to drop off Owen.
Confused Owage.
Happy Owage.
WTF Uncle Tony?
Then we dropped Owie off at Jen's parents and we were on our way. We stopped at 7-11 on the way there to get slurpies and Scott went in dressed in his garb while the rest of us were in our plain clothes. Hilarious to me.
Yanni. Scott. Tony.
Jen and I.
Jen and I split a Broccoli Cheddar Cheese soup in a Breadbowl. HEAVENLY.
Tony and I.
Then the camera stayed in the purse for a while, some archery happened, some alocohol happened, and then off to get Henna!
Twinsies.
Then we left, I THINK. Tony was our D.D. and we headed off to Yanni's restaurant for some din.
Me and Yan-Bon, our Greek friend. Fork in zee road, dead fish upside down...
Having too much fun in the back seat obv.
"Hey Yanni?!"
"I stole your hat."
And Jen is gangster.
THE END.