v-day

This about sums up what I'm willing do to in the name of valentine's day. This and buy my love some chocolate. and a card.

courtesy of someecards.com

Wedding v. Marriage

The whole drama over the rehearsal dinner has gotten me to think about the differences between a wedding and a marriage. Why are they inextricably linked? Simply because the wedding is the official starting point of the marriage?

The starting point to our marriage happened already, a few weeks after FH moved in and we started living our lives together. The first few weeks after the move in were a little rough as I like my space due to the fact that I had been living by myself for a while. But after that point, we really started our marriage.

This comforts me. Thinking about standing on an altar in front of everyone I know makes me anxious, but knowing that FH and I have formed a loving partnership and live together as a team/couple/whatever you want to call it brings me such happiness and joy. It also gives me strength to deal with the drama and perspective. Perspective that I hope to use to enjoy my wedding day as simply a party with everyone coming together to celebrate us. We are willing to make sacrifices on that day, and that day alone, to make other people happy. But our lives we have only ourselves to answer to.

Rehearsal Dinner

I want to skip the rehearsal dinner. It has caused the most drama out of anything we have endeavored to plan as part of our wedding. Mainly because FH's parents are divorced (and remarried) and one couple is so absolutely insane that I'm in therapy. hahaha, just kidding, not really.

They have been bullying us into planning the rehearsal dinner a full year and one month before the actual wedding. I became increasingly stressed after repeated questioning about where is the rehearsal dinner? what should we do? what do we need to bring? should it have a theme? It's hard to have the same answer to several different questions, the answer "I don't care."

Started to wonder, why do they care so much? This is the sick part: because this is a competition for them vs. FH's father. Exhibited through power trips mixed in with some unhealthy verbal abuse. Joy! I hope you can now see why I want to skip the rehearsal dinner and go straight to popping two tylenol PMs in my childhood twin bed.

The icing on this red velvet cake from hell is that FH actually wanted to wait until they were in town to have them pick a place, ergo rewarding their horrible behavior thus far and setting a dangerous precedent for the rest of our lives. They bully, we give in. No way. I got him to agree to giving them three options. And I know this sounds like a huge power struggle. It is.

So we finally went to little italy, right near where we are getting hitched, to visit some old school restaurants, get prices, and scope out rooms. Their response, "wow, you're really early" as in, you are early even at 8 months out! We don't have to book this until the month before! I want to leave prank messages on their phones with a parakeet saying "I told you so" over and over and over and over again.

I kind of want to book our favorite old pizza place just to piss off the parents since they clearly view this as a presentation of their success and worth in life. Hey, at least I would get to eat chicken rolls...

Pugley's Pizza...it isn't known for ambiance

+ 1

I'm the proud aunt of Emma Elizabeth, 9lbs, 15 ounces, born February 4, 2009. Her skin is as pink as the room in which she will sleep. And she has mad kicking skills.

unhappy feet

what if the shoes you thought were perfect hurt your feet? back to the drawing board? return or break in?

team player

I'm amazed when people read this thing, this outlet for some of my most ridiculous angst. I've been tagged! awww, thanks tale of two brides. I got blog love right back at 'cha.

I shall tag:
Lauren and Desaray
Rachel
Liz
and
East Side Bride

who must now abide by the blog honor code and rules i did not come up with myself:

Step 1: respond and rework—answer the questions on your own blog, replace one question that you dislike with a question of your own invention, add one more question of your own.
Step 2: tag other un-tagged people.

Make a list of things you can see without getting up: Framed pic of the FH, my money tree (please grow money!), posters from past policy forums, several discarded post-its with incomplete thoughts

Favorite football team: Let’s Go Giants! Um, yeah, not so much this year.
What are you wearing now? Typical Friday work outfit, corduroys, boots, white sweater combo
What color is your bedroom? Renter’s white
What’s the last thing you read/are currently reading? Just finished Fall on Your Knees by Alice McDermott, seriously amazing/tragic book, currently reading Anna Karenina
What is the last thing you cooked? Cheeseburgers, sweet potato fries and roasted broccoli for the honey and me
What is your favorite restaurant of all time? Gramercy Tavern, followed closely by the Mermaid Inn
What’s your current obsession/addiction? Falafel and dried cherries, not together

What was the last gift you gave? A broach for my mother’s birthday and paintings that I made for my sister’s new baby girl (given on the same day)

What was the last thing you bought? Groceries, really boring actually, the most exciting item was rosemary and olive oil Triscuits
What are you listening to right now? If But When on my computer speakers

What movie do you know every word to? When Harry Met Sally, Love Actually, Sixteen Candles and A Princess Bride...wow...I just learned something about myself and I'm a little embarrassed
If you could have any super power, what would it be? I’d like to fly
What is your favorite weather, and why? Fall, crisp air, clear sky

What is your most challenging goal right now? Involving my future mother in law in my wedding/life

If you could have a house–totally paid for, fully furnished–anywhere in the world, where would you want it to be? Brownstone in Brooklyn, I blame the huxtables

The last vacation you took? Wine country + southern California

Name one thing you just can’t resist no matter how bad it is for you: aged non-smoked gouda cheese and bacon, not together
If you could meet anyone famous - dead or alive - who would it be? Eleanor Roosevelt

If you could have any job in the world , what would it be? Executive Director of an international relief agency

New Question

You see a cute baby, what is your reaction? Awww, I’d like one of those, dear lord, what am I thinking?!?!

ps, tagging other blogs feels like asking someone out on a date. nerve-wracking really. could be because my nerves are shot from work. who knows.

happy feet

Ordered these lovelies about a week ago when they went on sale for $149, thanks jcrew!
they arrived while I was in DC for work...so it was a pleasant surprise Monday morning to walk into my office and find a present. My fuzzy phone pic of them:



Not sure why they look yellow in the pic, they are more golden. I'm hoping to break them in over the next few months. I have my mother's feet, which means I have bunions.