Today I ordered some wedding supplies. I don't need much because Annie at Mountain Annie's is taking care of nearly everything for our special day, I'll devote an entire post to her soon. I ordered the freeze-dried purple rose petals for my flower girls to drop down the aisle, 30 silicone dried purple orchids for my wedding cake, and 100 white Chinese take-out boxes for our guests to fill with their candy buffet wedding favors. All for under $50.00! I texted this fact to my mom. Her response:
"SHIT! That's F*ing good, now ur my girl, love u :-) Mom!"
Yep, she's proud!
Monday, April 20, 2009
And they're off.......
The wedding invitations are starting their journeys to their various destinations! Surprisingly, most of my mailed invitations are going to Arizona. A few of my friends have moved that way and plenty of Daddy's family members are living there as well. My fiance' has chosen beautiful stamps to put on the response cards, I'm so proud of him. I'm a little worried about his wedding attire because he texted me asking if I trusted him to choose his own clothing and I told him yes, which earned me a text back of "Sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet!!!!" Now, I'm worried because he's very excited about it and I know his Goth taste and while I'm sure he won't come to the wedding sporting the number 13 on his forehead, I'm not sure I like how "Sweeeeeeeeeeeeeet" his choice in clothing is. However, I will trust him because now I have no choice. Besides, this man helped me send the invitations by double checking that I had return addresses and licked each envelope (a task I despise ever since senior year, yet another story). I'm getting really stoked about this!
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Easter Ow!
This has been a very fun month. April Fool's for the boss went over great she just doesn't do balloons. Her husband even came out to take pictures of her car on his cell phone! I tried on my wedding dress this weekend and it fits everywhere except for my boobs. Figures. It's hard to find anything to fit over these things AND the rest of my body. With normal boobs, I'd probably fit in a size 8 or 10. My breasts are a size 34DDD, that's right, three D's. Depending on the bra style, sometimes a 36DDD. And yes, they're real. So my wedding dress needs to be altered about 2 1/2 inches for my boobs. Either we'll add a "V" shaped panel on each side under the arms or add loops and ribbon for a corset look to the back. I've also joined a gym in the hopes of maybe reducing the ol' gals, though the last time I just lost weight everywhere else but the ladies. Daddy is not looking forward to a possible reduction of fluff in the "love pillows."
Easter was great and as soon as I can, I'll post pictures. The Ow? My mom saved some cascarones from when we made our own last fiesta. Cascarones are eggs shells that have been carefully cracked open (eggs used for breakfast or whatever), cleaned out, filled with confetti, and sealed with tissue paper. It's loads of fun trying to sneak up on someone to crack it over their head and rub the confetti into their head. The usual way of cracking the egg is to squeeze it till it pops but some people will just smash the egg on your head. Josie, however, being small and just learning these traditions, came up with her own way when trying to surprise Daddy. Daddy was in Grandma's refrigerator squatting to look for something on the bottom shelf and Grandma took the opportunity to help Josie sneak up on him with a cascarone. Daddy was within reach for her. Josie stuck her head around the corner and said, "Daddy" and when Daddy looked up, Josie threw it at his head like she was pitching for the Yankees! The egg hit Daddy on the forehead, cracked, bounced over his head spilling confetti on him and the kitchen floor before landing about two feet behind him. Daddy had a small bruise on his head and said hit hurt. Grandma and I were dying with laughter. After she recovered, Grandma suggested to Josie that perhaps Daddy needed a kiss on his boo-boo. So Josie went up to Daddy to kiss it better but stopped said, "Eeww, Daddy you have confetti on your head" and refused to kiss him cause he was "gross!" This, of course, sent us all into a laughing tizzy and Grandma just about peed her pants! Perhaps we are on our way to creating our own baseball team, Josie can pitch!
Easter was great and as soon as I can, I'll post pictures. The Ow? My mom saved some cascarones from when we made our own last fiesta. Cascarones are eggs shells that have been carefully cracked open (eggs used for breakfast or whatever), cleaned out, filled with confetti, and sealed with tissue paper. It's loads of fun trying to sneak up on someone to crack it over their head and rub the confetti into their head. The usual way of cracking the egg is to squeeze it till it pops but some people will just smash the egg on your head. Josie, however, being small and just learning these traditions, came up with her own way when trying to surprise Daddy. Daddy was in Grandma's refrigerator squatting to look for something on the bottom shelf and Grandma took the opportunity to help Josie sneak up on him with a cascarone. Daddy was within reach for her. Josie stuck her head around the corner and said, "Daddy" and when Daddy looked up, Josie threw it at his head like she was pitching for the Yankees! The egg hit Daddy on the forehead, cracked, bounced over his head spilling confetti on him and the kitchen floor before landing about two feet behind him. Daddy had a small bruise on his head and said hit hurt. Grandma and I were dying with laughter. After she recovered, Grandma suggested to Josie that perhaps Daddy needed a kiss on his boo-boo. So Josie went up to Daddy to kiss it better but stopped said, "Eeww, Daddy you have confetti on your head" and refused to kiss him cause he was "gross!" This, of course, sent us all into a laughing tizzy and Grandma just about peed her pants! Perhaps we are on our way to creating our own baseball team, Josie can pitch!
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Easter Preparations
Following an order from my mother - we are going to our home town for the Easter holiday. According to my mother, we are not officially on our own for the holidays until we have been moved away for a year. Our year is not up until May 30th. Knowing my mom, it never will be. Holy Thursday will be in our new town of Roswell at our new church. Good Friday and Easter Vigil will be in our old church back home, so it's kind of nice to get a little Easter from each church.
Family tradition dictates that the Easter egg hunt is at my mom's house. The last two years this has included me getting up and over to my mom's house at four in the morning, hiding eggs with the Easter bunny, having a cup of coffee and a homemade scone and making it back to my house before the children wake up. It has also including a lot of cooking. This year our Easter dinner will be simpler because I no longer live five minutes away from mom and dad and there won't be much room to cook/re-heat things because mom's microwave died last weekend. I also don't have to drive at four in the morning. I'm sure I'll still be up at four in the morning, just not driving because we'll be staying at mom's. The best part about this year is that it is "Baby Kate's" first Easter, she is my brother and his wife's baby girl. My personal tradition is that every child gets a chocolate bunny for Easter, even Baby Kate. Yes, I know that at five months old she can't eat it, but she'll still get one. Why? Because I always wanted a solid chocolate bunny for Easter as a kid and times being what they were, we didn't always get even a hollow one. Times being what they are now, we don't/can't get everything our children want. But at least they'll have a chocolate bunny.
Family tradition dictates that the Easter egg hunt is at my mom's house. The last two years this has included me getting up and over to my mom's house at four in the morning, hiding eggs with the Easter bunny, having a cup of coffee and a homemade scone and making it back to my house before the children wake up. It has also including a lot of cooking. This year our Easter dinner will be simpler because I no longer live five minutes away from mom and dad and there won't be much room to cook/re-heat things because mom's microwave died last weekend. I also don't have to drive at four in the morning. I'm sure I'll still be up at four in the morning, just not driving because we'll be staying at mom's. The best part about this year is that it is "Baby Kate's" first Easter, she is my brother and his wife's baby girl. My personal tradition is that every child gets a chocolate bunny for Easter, even Baby Kate. Yes, I know that at five months old she can't eat it, but she'll still get one. Why? Because I always wanted a solid chocolate bunny for Easter as a kid and times being what they were, we didn't always get even a hollow one. Times being what they are now, we don't/can't get everything our children want. But at least they'll have a chocolate bunny.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
April Fool's
On my office door this morning was a note saying, "Happy April Fools Day." Then I opened my door. Strewn all over the floor, desk, chairs and computer were bright colored shredded paper strips. The button on my computer was taped, the phone was taped down and so was the mouse. As I worked through my morning I discovered that my top drawer of my desk was taped shut and my calculator tape was also taped in such a way as to keep everything printing on the same line. Then I was printing documents for a client---on multi-colored paper (pink, yellow, and orange)! I'm pretty sure that was everything, but I'll likely find more as the day goes on. This same scene played out in two other co-worker's offices as well probably because we were all out yesterday afternoon either for a meeting or illness. The culprit? Our wonderful boss!!!
In retaliation, we have taken all the shredded paper from our three offices and strewn it all over her office, including her plants. We bought 30 pink and green balloons which are all over her ceiling. We Saran Wrapped her car and hid Vaseline under the driver door handle.
I can't wait to see her reaction!
....keep you posted!
In retaliation, we have taken all the shredded paper from our three offices and strewn it all over her office, including her plants. We bought 30 pink and green balloons which are all over her ceiling. We Saran Wrapped her car and hid Vaseline under the driver door handle.
I can't wait to see her reaction!
....keep you posted!
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Bet you didn't know.....
Courtesy of Audrey at Barking Mad,http://abritandabit.typepad.com/, I present to you my post "Bet you didn't know" for her Twilight giveaway!!!! Thank you Audrey!
Bet you didn't know........
1. I lie about my height, I say I'm 5'2" but I'm probably only 5'.
2. Even though I work in a job that requires alot of human contact and everyone thinks I'm very outgoing, I'm secretly extremely shy.
3. I love to sing but I cannot sing in front of people without getting tremble-y all over and sounding horrible. This is not the case if I'm singing for my children or if I am playing a character in a musical - for some reason, I'm fine singing in front of an audience if I am in character, because, after all, it's not really me.
4. I'm a closet Trekkie! On a trip to Las Vegas my brothers - Jimmy and Chris, and Jimmy's fiance' and I went to the Hilton for the Star Trek Experience. My brothers and I were totally going ga-ga over Dr. McCoy's medical kit when Jimmy's fiance' said, "Man, you all are geeks!"
5. I once played 9-ball with Dr. Cue and almost won.
6. I have a Mickey Mouse diploma, seriously. I have a Mouster's Degree in Business Applications majoring in Theme Park Management from Disney University. I also have a monorail co-pilot's license. I have also ridden the Tower of Terror 36 times!
7. I have hiked to the top of the highest peak in Texas, took a $99 cruise to the Bahamas with only $30 in my pocket, performed well enough to be asked to go to New York to train as an actress, went swimming with sharks, been an extra in a movie, and I love to scare my mother by walking or shopping alone at night.
8. I do not correct anyone who says I look great for having four children. (Not all these children are from this body. But I do enjoy the ego boost)
9. Contrary to what she may believe, I do not hate The Big B, I pity her. I do not condone what she has done to me, Daddy or the children.
10. I do, however, find great comfort in knowing she hates me because I am living a great life. Which I'm sure is prideful, but which I am not doing to spite her, only to improve the lives of Daddy and his children. This is the lesson I teach my children - living well is the only revenge you need and the only proof that rumors are not true.
Bet you didn't know........
1. I lie about my height, I say I'm 5'2" but I'm probably only 5'.
2. Even though I work in a job that requires alot of human contact and everyone thinks I'm very outgoing, I'm secretly extremely shy.
3. I love to sing but I cannot sing in front of people without getting tremble-y all over and sounding horrible. This is not the case if I'm singing for my children or if I am playing a character in a musical - for some reason, I'm fine singing in front of an audience if I am in character, because, after all, it's not really me.
4. I'm a closet Trekkie! On a trip to Las Vegas my brothers - Jimmy and Chris, and Jimmy's fiance' and I went to the Hilton for the Star Trek Experience. My brothers and I were totally going ga-ga over Dr. McCoy's medical kit when Jimmy's fiance' said, "Man, you all are geeks!"
5. I once played 9-ball with Dr. Cue and almost won.
6. I have a Mickey Mouse diploma, seriously. I have a Mouster's Degree in Business Applications majoring in Theme Park Management from Disney University. I also have a monorail co-pilot's license. I have also ridden the Tower of Terror 36 times!
7. I have hiked to the top of the highest peak in Texas, took a $99 cruise to the Bahamas with only $30 in my pocket, performed well enough to be asked to go to New York to train as an actress, went swimming with sharks, been an extra in a movie, and I love to scare my mother by walking or shopping alone at night.
8. I do not correct anyone who says I look great for having four children. (Not all these children are from this body. But I do enjoy the ego boost)
9. Contrary to what she may believe, I do not hate The Big B, I pity her. I do not condone what she has done to me, Daddy or the children.
10. I do, however, find great comfort in knowing she hates me because I am living a great life. Which I'm sure is prideful, but which I am not doing to spite her, only to improve the lives of Daddy and his children. This is the lesson I teach my children - living well is the only revenge you need and the only proof that rumors are not true.
My kids love me.....Really.
B-boy woke this morning at exactly midnight to throw-up all over my bedsheets. Daddy jumped up quickly, turned on the light, grabbed B-boy and cleaned him up. I started to gather up the sheets to be washed. B-boy came back in the room, took one look at the bed and said, "G'night mama, I'm going to my bed."
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