I had a Sprite and a beignet for breakfast. So far, so good. I’m back at my hotel resting and taking Pepto every couple of hours. I think I will be OK for tonight.
Squeeee!
June 23, 2007
I’m getting married in less than 12 hours.
I also have the stomach flu from hell.
This should be interesting.
June 19, 2007
It’s my last day of work before the wedding. My boss is out, ergo, I’m going to be totally useless today. I am having lunch w/ Scott and Stu today, and I have a pedi appt at 4:00. I thought it was yesterday, so I left after 3:30, drove there, and it was locked. WTF?! I finally got someone at the door and she checked the books and told me my appt was Tuesday, not Monday. Dee dee dee…I’m not sure how I wrote it down wrong, but I did. Ah well. I will love getting off early 2 days in a row, and today I get tohave my tootsies rubbed down and made to look good.
I keep waiting for a complete meltdown. I’m not usually the type to just lose my cool, but I just marvel at how cool and calm I’ve been lately, and I wonder how long it will last. The only difference I’m noticing is that I’m waking up super early, like between 5:30 and 6. I feel fine, so I guess it’s OK that I’m getting closer to 7 hours of sleep rather than my usual 8. I just wonder if at some point it’s all going to hit me and I’ll just be a mess. There are times I think of certain aspects of the wedding and I get kind of nervous, though not in a bad way. I know that in the end, it’s going to be a lot of fun, and we’ll be so glad that we didn’t elope (something I occasionally contemplated).
My camera should be arriving today, and I’m so psyched about it. I will probably take some test pictures tonight, and if they turn out nicely, I may post them here just to show off. I hope to be able to take tons of pictures on the honeymoon, and the better ones will be posted. I will also create Facebook albums w/ all the pictures from the days before the wedding, any non-pro pictures taken at the wedding and reception, and of course the honeymoon. Luckily we’ll have the laptop w/ us, so I can upload pictures as we take them in order not to fill up our memory card.
I just got off the phone with my real boss (the one I like). He has to do an annual performance review of me, and he has taken steps to ensure that my Other Boss doesn’t get his grubby little hateful paws on the eval to muck it up. No doubt he’d slam me for things that are far beyond my control anyways, and Real Boss knows this. It’s nice to have people in your corner, that’s for sure. Even though I’m leaving, a negative eval could really hurt me in the future. Big thumbs up for Real Boss!
June 14, 2007
Today at work I was mostly useless,save for some paperwork I went ahead and did so that when my boss and my co-worker come back in tomorrow (maybe), I’ll have it mostly done so that I can just get some amounts, print, get signatures, and send on its merry way. I only have 3 more work days left before the wedding. I’m so very, very excited about that. I have just 19 more work days until I can tell my Other Boss to suck it. I will miss my real boss, though. He’s such a sweet guy, and I think I’m one of the few people who really appreciate his sense of humor. Even when he gives me a lot of stuff to do, he’s always very kind about it. I spent most of the afternoon reorganizing my computer files so that whenever I leave, everything is accesible on the hard drive (rather than my Z drive) and it’s all organized. When I got to the job, everything was in a total state of disarray, and if anything, I can pride myself on the fact that I really got things cleaned up and organized. Whoever ends up doing all the paperwork for my boss will at least have some inkling as to what the hell is going on, unlike me, because I had 10 million sheets of random forms to wade through.
I also printed up the programs. They look nice! When I got home I fixed the loop on my train and did a once-over to make sure the beading looked OK. I haven’t put it on since March when I got it altered. I’ve never put on the whole thing (veil, shoes, dress, jewelry) and I’m so, so excited to see how I’ll look. My wedding related nightmare last night involved the stylist not showing up and me not realizing this until right before 5:00. I was freaked out and pissed. Even still, I’ve been sleeping so well lately. Most people I know (from online) who are getting married the 16th, 23rd, or 30th are all flipping out and can’t sleep. Not me. Now, my appetite has gone to crap, but I’m sleeping just fine. Ahhhh.
Speaking of, I may get in bed and watch some King of the Hill before I pass out.
June 13, 2007
Things are all getting so real. Tomorrow, we will be counting down the days in single digits. A week from today, we will be driving to New Orleans to begin taking care of things (marriage license, paying vendors, etc.) and meeting up w/ friends and family who have made the long journey to come share in our happiness. Then come the days and nights of dinners, seeing shows, and having fun. Then we get married (!!!) and then fly to PR for a week of decompressing and having fun together.
Yesterday morning, I mailed off a check to the reception/ceremony venue to pay off the balance of what we owe them. That was the biggest check I’ve ever written in my life. It was weird. We’ve paid off most all of our balances, all the while paying off our debts, and at the end of all of this, we most likely (cross your fingers) will not accumulate a penny of wedding-related debt. Anyone who says you have to blow tons of money and go into debt to have a wedding is stupid. We’ve had to work at it, but in the end, it’s been good for us.
Scott, although obsessive at times, has been great in keeping us on track and it’s good to see that he actually cares about our financial situation and wants us to start off right. So many couples end up with stacks of bills to pay and it creates a strain on the marriage. We have worked very hard together to be disciplined with our spending and we’ve even created an “after the wedding” budget to figure out our total income, expenses, projected savings, and what amount of money we both get to play with. I am so, so glad we did this.
In other news, we thought Brubeck had developed mange again. He was biting and licking his paws to the point they were balding again. We were really upset, because it has to be miserable for him, and we really don’t need another $200 vet bill a week before the wedding. As it turns out, he has a food allergy, so I’m leaving work here in a bit to go dog food shopping. No more cheap shit for him. It’s worth it.
June 11, 2007
My cat Applejack has really taken to staying outside all night and prowling around, doing what cats do best, I suppose. This morning around 4:45, I heard him meowing over and over again, so I got up out of bed (ughghg) to see what his problem was.
He was standing on the back step, proudly displaying a little baby mouse he had caught and killed, then brought to me as a gift. It was totally cute, partially mutilated mouse carcass aside. He’s really become quite the hunter. Our next door neighbor says that he sees him prowling his backyard at night, and he likes it because Applejack will kill chipmunks, bugs, and mice. I’ve witnessed him catching, killing, and eating birds, too. Pretty funny considering 2 years ago he would have clawed my face off if I tried to carry him outside. I think he’s outside more than indoors.
June 8, 2007
I just finished lunch at Quizno’s and I feel positively wretched now. I didn’t eat too much (bag of Baked Lay’s and a regular veggie sub), but I feel like I’m carrying a brick around in my tummy. I’m seriously considering leaving early today (like really early…2:00) to do other things. My bosses aren’t here, my co-worker left around 10:00 and I’ve done everything I need to do for the week. Or at least everything I can do without my boss here. I’m making baked ziti tonight and I need to run to the store to get the ingredients. I also need some things from Target and I have some thank yous to mail out…which leads me to another issue.
I feel guilty even thinking this, much less saying it, but I really wonder about my mom’s side of the family. They asked (repeatedly) where we were registered, and then none of them bought anything off of the registry The gifts were for the most part nice, but some of them left me saying “WTF?!” For example, I always hesitate to buy people decorative items when 1) I don’t spend a lot of time with them to know their tastes or 2) I’ve never visited them at home to know what their house/decor looks like. We got some decorative things that are completely not our style, and we got 2 serving trays in as many days. I thought it was odd, but I thought it was really odd when I found out they were purchased by the same person, my grandmother. One was from her and the other was “from” my aunt and uncle. For some reason, my aunt and uncle are incapable of shopping for gifts for anybody and leave it up to my grandmother to do their shopping for them. They’ve always done it this way, and I completely don’t understand it. They are intelligent people, and they are certainly well-off, so it’s not a money issue, and they’re not extraordinarily busy, either. If I’m buying a gift for someone, I always want to pick it out and pay for it myself. It just seems wrong and meaningless otherwise.Whatever. At any rate, I shouldn’t complain because regardless, they were all really nice and generous gestures. Also, it was sweet because some of these people aren’t even going to be at the wedding, yet they still wanted to get us something. I know for Southerners, wedding gifts should be pretty, not practical, at least traditionally speaking. Blenders and mixers were shower gifts, china and crystal were wedding gifts. I feel like such a petty bitch, even though Scott feels the same way. However, I have to say that coming home to a package on the front porch almost every day (lately, this has been the case) is exciting!
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, I have also fallen prey to the great Alabama mosquito. And a few fleas (ugh). My legs, ankles and feet are embarassingly irritated and pockmarked. I would take a picture, but my camera is broken and I look absolutely disgusting. I’m so afraid of having scars and I’m doing my best to keep ointment on them and avoid scratching. I seriously have no fewer than THIRTEEN bites on my right foot. I also have two mosquito bites on my shin and two more nondescript bug bites on my knee cap (which rules out wearing a skirt). My left leg is bitten but to a much lesser extent. I just have to get these things gone in two weeks’ time. I don’t want my “getting ready” pictures to feature nasty scars all over my feet and legs. Sex-ay!
Scott and I are working out budget related issues for after the wedding, and it’s kind of stressful for some reason. I think we’re both really independent when it comes to money and the thought of being accountable to someone else is kind of difficult. We’re lucky in that we make plenty to get by and we don’t spend beyond our means, but just figuring out the ins and outs is tricky. It doesn’t help that he makes 3x what I do, and I feel guilt at my inferior rate of contribution. At the same time, this won’t always be the case, so if we survive my grad school years, we’ll be great. Even if I only started out at twice what I make now, things would be so much easier for us.
I see another 30 more minutes here in my future and then the beginning of a nice lazy weekend!
June 7, 2007
I only have 8 more working days until I’m outta here! Good thing, too. I was swamped yesterday. There are so many things that need to be taken care of before I leave and I just hope that they all get done. Nevermind all the wedding stuff that needs done. I wish I had the luxury of taking a week or two off beforehand, but that just isn’t going to happen. seeing as how I’m about to cash in all of my vacay and possibly some sick leave as well. Scott’s trying to do a lot of it, but it’s really not helping me out when he calls me 4 times within the span of 10 minutes to ask me about something that he is capable of deciding on his own. I know he means well, but it makes my job so much more difficult and stressful when I can’t get anything done for all of the calls. Sigh.
Scott and I are going to get Indian for lunch today. We rarely have lunch together (just the two of us), and I’m really looking forward to it. Unfortunately, we can’t go until after he gets done interrogating a student who allegedly cheated on his final assignment. I told him not to pull a Vic Mackey on him (anyone else watch The Shield?), and as a joke I’m going to Photoshop Scott’s face on a picture of Mackey. I hope he finds it funny!If he does, I’ll post it up later. I’m braying like a damn mule over here right now. I’m glad everyone else is gone to lunch.
ETA: Here it is!
