Swag

As I've previously mentioned, getting married was fucking awesome! Mostly because of the presents & cash.

With all our gift certificates, a few returns & a 10% off anything on the registry, SB & I scooped us a Dyson w/ the pet hair sucker upper. It's a $600 & we got it for $70! The suction on this bad boy is amazing, it even removed parts of the old nasty indoor/outdoor carpeting on our sun porch. And even better than that, you can push a button & use it on the bare floors. Bare floors! I'm not sweeping again!

We also scored a butt load of gift certificates to Macys & got some awesome shit for "free". SB finally got the food saver he's been coveting for months. At first I thought, oh great another appliance to the home furnishings graveyard. BUT upon seeing the mighty bounty in SB's garden & how fucking cool it looks when it sucks all the air of the food saver bag, I quickly changed my mind.

Also, we now the proud owners of a Dirt Devil, handy for cleaning out the tent.

And best of all, I got a super duper pimped out foot bath. I got shamed at the salon on my wedding day by the manicurist because I don't slough my feet daily. Now I can soak, slough & moisturize every night of the week.

And in case some people think I'm a selfish bastard, yr still mostly right but I did donate all our previous kitchen & bath stuff to the local domestic violence shelter.

Hitching Post

No one ever prepares you for the cold feet. I wanted to run away, elope, fast forward through time.

100 people were going to be staring at me. I would cry in public. My guests would be miserable at the reception. Possibly a fight would break out.

None of this happened. There was a small snafu w/ the entrance music & my mother tied the wedding bands too tightly to the pillow but other than that it was a joyous day.

I smiled, I beamed. I oozed happiness from every pore. We stood in front of the JP holding hands & I thought, "I get to fucking marry the best person I've ever known! How fucking great is that?"

Marriage has also been very profitable for us as well. With all the gift cards and discounts, we got the top o' the line Dyson for $95. Plus, we have a small joint savings account.

Honeymoon next year to Costa Rica!

All Dressed in Ivory

First batch o' pics from our nuptials:

On the hanger at the suite

Pockets, yes! I did have a hat on at one point but I was SWEATING like a whore in church.

Reverse French manicure & wedding band.

Pedicure to match my shoes

More to come!

Shower w/ me Love

Finally a post that isn't a meme or a recap!

18 days from now I will be married. Now I am not a traditional type of gal but yr god damn right that I had a shower.

It was overwhelming, exhausting and surreal. Too many people, I hate large groups. I didn't get a chance to drink any mimosas and barely had lunch.

That being said I got an ass ton of stuff we desperately needed for our lovely home. Like the Kitchen Aid Ice Cream Maker & Sausage Maker attachments. Now we just need a Kitchen Aid! Similarly, we also got the Wii Fit but no Wii. Such is my luck.

My brain is scattered and fragmented. Thoughts need to marinate to write some magical funny words again.

The Hell you Say

I've been so wrapped up in wedding nonsense, that I've been neglecting my cute little awesome blog.

Right now my life is a blur of favours, RSVP's, fittings, make up, ties, dances....it's so fucking boring and tedious.

Not that I have anything against weddings, I'm excited to have huge joyful party. The planning is soul sucking.

Too much space filled in my brain and no time or inclination to write. Some day....

Say Yes

Well, I've done did it! And I'm damned happy!

I have a wedding dress!! And it's gorgeous. I wish I could find an interweb photo of it :(

I'll do my best to describe: it's all silk w/ an empire waist w/ a jeweled piece underneath the bust line. I'm altering it so that it has a strap going around my neck to create a halter top. And they're removing a layer of crinoline so my hips don't look 10 axe handles wide. Here's the best part! We're taking the bottom and turning into a bubble hem, imagine a mushroom, and and and we raise the front up so my ankles are exposed to reveal the fabulous blue shoes I will be wearing. I hope anyway! Haven't gotten to accessories yet.

In lieu of a veil, I will be wearing a '60's inspired ultra mod hat. I hate veils, they get in the way, they get dirty and knowing me, it would probably choke me to death.

I loved the bridal dress consultant! She was quick, knew her merchandise and could not have been more accommodating. And best of all, I did not feel like a big bloated pig. Just the opposite in fact, I was a smoldering sex goddess.

Now I just have to wait 6 months for it to arrive...

Pretty as Picture

Exercise yr right to vote! Below are the specs of our engagement photos. I'm not sure which one I like the best. So, c'mon peeps, help me figure out which pic is going to be in the wedding announcement and our save the dates.

Brain Vomit

Here's some stuff that has been kicking around in my noggin:

Wedding planning sucks. I'm in the process of trying to find a venue and most of the websites I've been checking out don't have a price listing. So guess what I get to do on my lunch breaks.

BLAH!!!!!!

I've been watching that "Teen Mom" show on the interwebs (we're cheap bastards at my house, y'all. no cable here!), It's a spin-off of the MTV reality show "16 & Pregnant". Basically life after the the rug rat is born. One chick gave her daughter up for adoption. OY! That was a fucking tear jerker. Especially since her mom and grey streaked mullet wearin' step dad (who incidentally is her boyfriend's bio-dad. uhh... weirdness!), did not approve of the whole adoption thang. So 4 months after the birth, they're still giving her grief about "taking the easy way out". Nice! And there's this bratty girl that goes out all night and leaves her baby w/ her parents. Say what? Yr living in a huge suburban house, yr paying no rent, someone is there to clean up after you and all the baby necessities are being provided for you free of charge and yr gonna yell at yr dad "fuck you!" I'm at a loss for words.

Brain is on overload. New job. Crash course in learning DV. Pile of crap on my living room table needs to be filled out and sent to HR. Think I'll go play pop it or word whomp.

GUESS WHAT?!

Sexybeast proposed to me last night as I making my way through the front door after my last day at Catholic Charities.

Yes, I am going to be married. June 2011.

Hang onto yr hats for a lot of insanity.


HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVERYONE!!!!!