a long overdue update
So, where to begin?
Wedding plans are coming along. I finally paid for half the cake that we wanted, after two months of internal debate. I haven't told my Dad yet; he's not going to be very happy. Most things are finalized, aside from the tuxes, flowers, and little details. Save the dates are sent and our B-list is HUGE - I feel guilty sometimes that we can't invite everyone in the world that we want to, but weddings are expensive and we don't want a huge one. Hopefully no one will be offended, and if they are I hope they get over it. It's funny, because I feel like with our wedding, it's the one time I can put myself first but I'm too busy worrying about who I'm going to offend or how other people will feel. I'm sure everything will turn out fine in the end, but damn, I'm sick of stressing about it.
Bridesmaid dresses are purchased, so that's good. The whole extravaganza went relatively quickly, which was nice, and I'm glad my Mom wasn't there. God love her, but she made me go to no less than 6 bridal shops after I told her I had made my decision and knew which dress I wanted, so if she were there the girls likely would have had to try on everything in the store. Plus, my Mom was pushing for long dresses and I feel like long black dresses are a little heavy and death march-like. Hopefully everyone will be comfortable in these dresses and the alterations will go well so we don't have super-boob going on anymore. I think it's funny that I said everyone could pick a different dress and they all decided on the same one anyway, and strapless to boot. I feel like I dislike wearing strapless dresses because of the horror that is a strapless bra, but since I have about two inches between my collar bone and my boob, I look stupid in anything else. Thank heavens for built in bras; if my dress didn't have one I would be very unhappy.
My mother needs to pick her freaking dress out so everyone else can stop harassing me about what color she's wearing. She's obsessing over her dress probably as much as she obsessed over mine - I swear, she is a bridezilla for MY wedding. And Jim's mom needs to get it through her head that she is not supposed to wear the same color as my mother OR my bridesmaids...unless my Mom decides to wear black, in which case we will be the doomsday wedding at worst and a vision in greyscale at best. She actually pulled out her wedding etiquette book from the 1970s the other day...I threw up in my mouth a little bit when it happened. #1: It is 2010. Welcome to today. #2: Do I look like the kind of girl that gives a crap about traditional wedding etiquette? I do what I want. End rant.
My house has not been cleaned in about two months. This is disgusting and unacceptable, and as soon as I find more than 10 consecutive minutes of free time I plan on doing something about it.
In the past 5 months or so, I have lost a whopping half inch off my waist, half inch off my hips, and about 6 pounds. Dot dot dot question mark? I have been eating great and spending a crap ton of time at the gym because I'm really downright pissed about the weight I've put on in the past two years, so this is moderately frustrating. Thanks, psycho crazy mid-high TSH. I think one day I'm going to stab my thyroid with a pencil. On the bright side, I am a machine. I stopped doing straight cardio about 3 months ago and started going hardcore with weights, and I'm getting super strong and it's fun. Year end goal? Be able to do pull-ups. Still, I wouldn't trade cardio for anything, so all adding weights into my life has done is gotten me to spend more time at the gym and have less time for everything else. Not that I mind because senior year of college I spent multiple hours at the gym most days of the week, it's just that I don't have all the free time I did while in school. In the past few months I've discovered that I love the stairclimber, because boy that thing is rough. I've also discovered that I miss running, but every time I run I have to bathe my knee in icy hot and cry myself to sleep.
I can't believe it's mid-May already. This summer is going to be so packed - my calendar in August is already filling up. I'm psyched to go to Vegas, even if I will have to spend a few hours each day at a conference for work. If it's anything like Monterey was, it will be fantastic. And it's VEGAS, so it's gotta be better than that.
I need to buy new bedroom furniture very very soon. My bed creaks and is not that comfortable, and it's too small for two. It's extraordinarily difficult to find black bedroom furniture that both Jim and I like, though. There are almost no sets in black on display in showrooms, and the few that I can find online all have something wrong with them. We've gotta figure it out soon, though, because I need to paint and get my old furniture out of here at some point this summer. Speaking of painting, I still have to paint the whole main area of my condo. The office is basically done aside from hanging a few things on the wall, my master bath is done, and the master bedroom will be easy once we buy bedroom furniture, but the main living area seems impossible. First, I can't find a color I like enough to put on this many walls, and second, it's going to be a huge pain in the ass to move all of this furniture. Definitely should have painted all of the ceilings before I moved in, but oh well. Live and learn I guess.
After all of the furniture purchases and wedding expenses and summer vacations, I'm going to be dirt poor. And I'm trying to buy a new car too (well, SUV - I want a RAV4 and I'm willing to risk life and limb in a Toyota because i think RAV4s are adorable). I'd love to inherit a million dollars or win the lottery or strike it rich in Vegas. That would make things much easier.
Wedding plans are coming along. I finally paid for half the cake that we wanted, after two months of internal debate. I haven't told my Dad yet; he's not going to be very happy. Most things are finalized, aside from the tuxes, flowers, and little details. Save the dates are sent and our B-list is HUGE - I feel guilty sometimes that we can't invite everyone in the world that we want to, but weddings are expensive and we don't want a huge one. Hopefully no one will be offended, and if they are I hope they get over it. It's funny, because I feel like with our wedding, it's the one time I can put myself first but I'm too busy worrying about who I'm going to offend or how other people will feel. I'm sure everything will turn out fine in the end, but damn, I'm sick of stressing about it.
Bridesmaid dresses are purchased, so that's good. The whole extravaganza went relatively quickly, which was nice, and I'm glad my Mom wasn't there. God love her, but she made me go to no less than 6 bridal shops after I told her I had made my decision and knew which dress I wanted, so if she were there the girls likely would have had to try on everything in the store. Plus, my Mom was pushing for long dresses and I feel like long black dresses are a little heavy and death march-like. Hopefully everyone will be comfortable in these dresses and the alterations will go well so we don't have super-boob going on anymore. I think it's funny that I said everyone could pick a different dress and they all decided on the same one anyway, and strapless to boot. I feel like I dislike wearing strapless dresses because of the horror that is a strapless bra, but since I have about two inches between my collar bone and my boob, I look stupid in anything else. Thank heavens for built in bras; if my dress didn't have one I would be very unhappy.
My mother needs to pick her freaking dress out so everyone else can stop harassing me about what color she's wearing. She's obsessing over her dress probably as much as she obsessed over mine - I swear, she is a bridezilla for MY wedding. And Jim's mom needs to get it through her head that she is not supposed to wear the same color as my mother OR my bridesmaids...unless my Mom decides to wear black, in which case we will be the doomsday wedding at worst and a vision in greyscale at best. She actually pulled out her wedding etiquette book from the 1970s the other day...I threw up in my mouth a little bit when it happened. #1: It is 2010. Welcome to today. #2: Do I look like the kind of girl that gives a crap about traditional wedding etiquette? I do what I want. End rant.
My house has not been cleaned in about two months. This is disgusting and unacceptable, and as soon as I find more than 10 consecutive minutes of free time I plan on doing something about it.
In the past 5 months or so, I have lost a whopping half inch off my waist, half inch off my hips, and about 6 pounds. Dot dot dot question mark? I have been eating great and spending a crap ton of time at the gym because I'm really downright pissed about the weight I've put on in the past two years, so this is moderately frustrating. Thanks, psycho crazy mid-high TSH. I think one day I'm going to stab my thyroid with a pencil. On the bright side, I am a machine. I stopped doing straight cardio about 3 months ago and started going hardcore with weights, and I'm getting super strong and it's fun. Year end goal? Be able to do pull-ups. Still, I wouldn't trade cardio for anything, so all adding weights into my life has done is gotten me to spend more time at the gym and have less time for everything else. Not that I mind because senior year of college I spent multiple hours at the gym most days of the week, it's just that I don't have all the free time I did while in school. In the past few months I've discovered that I love the stairclimber, because boy that thing is rough. I've also discovered that I miss running, but every time I run I have to bathe my knee in icy hot and cry myself to sleep.
I can't believe it's mid-May already. This summer is going to be so packed - my calendar in August is already filling up. I'm psyched to go to Vegas, even if I will have to spend a few hours each day at a conference for work. If it's anything like Monterey was, it will be fantastic. And it's VEGAS, so it's gotta be better than that.
I need to buy new bedroom furniture very very soon. My bed creaks and is not that comfortable, and it's too small for two. It's extraordinarily difficult to find black bedroom furniture that both Jim and I like, though. There are almost no sets in black on display in showrooms, and the few that I can find online all have something wrong with them. We've gotta figure it out soon, though, because I need to paint and get my old furniture out of here at some point this summer. Speaking of painting, I still have to paint the whole main area of my condo. The office is basically done aside from hanging a few things on the wall, my master bath is done, and the master bedroom will be easy once we buy bedroom furniture, but the main living area seems impossible. First, I can't find a color I like enough to put on this many walls, and second, it's going to be a huge pain in the ass to move all of this furniture. Definitely should have painted all of the ceilings before I moved in, but oh well. Live and learn I guess.
After all of the furniture purchases and wedding expenses and summer vacations, I'm going to be dirt poor. And I'm trying to buy a new car too (well, SUV - I want a RAV4 and I'm willing to risk life and limb in a Toyota because i think RAV4s are adorable). I'd love to inherit a million dollars or win the lottery or strike it rich in Vegas. That would make things much easier.