Someone is preggers! No, not me people!! A coworker just told us-what a great thing to learn on a Monday 
She’s so happy, and I’m so happy for her. It helps to remind you about what’s really important. Meanwhile, it could mean some interesting things for me on the work front. More on that eventually. Wow, happy day
Other than that I leave tomorrow for an onsite, so there’s only but so much I can get doing today.
p>That’s right, I said it.
The boy loves to talk about how many shoes I own. Most are cheapies that I find on sale. I have a hard time not wanting “flashy” shoes, but then I can never figure out what to wear them with. If I find them in my size, I try to get them. But never have I been this enthralled.
I.WANT.THESE
< But I'm being a good girl...for now.
I know, it’s been forever. I just wrote a great update post on the wedding blog, so go check it out at www.allieandmatt.com
Meanwhile, I’m pretty burnt out from work. I’ve been going at a rather fast rate and at the moment just kinda don’t feel like doing much of anything. Plus, it’s a Friday. Might as well start drinking now
Things are pretty good. The boy and I are on high stress which means a lot of picking at eachother and others in general so I reccomend approachign us with caution. There’s so much to do, and I”m continually flabergasted that me, a planner by trade, would feel overwhelmed. Guess it goes to show how different it is when it’s your own wedding.
It is nice to be close enough in though to just start doing.
We have the ladies luncheon this weekend which I’m really looking forward to. I’ll admit that I’m excited to have my other mother sort of take some things over. This whole process is exhausting. I really need to quit this job… That’s my excuse anyway.
This time is supposed to be so exciting, and it is, but I’m also anxious to get more done just so it’s…well…done The boy has me all up in arms over getting this stuff squared away, bless his heart I get it though, this is foreign to him. Unforuatnly, this just means it’s not to me, and therefore I feel lots of responsibility. I know people think it’s all so great that I’m a planner planning my own wedding but I’ll be honest with you-sometimes I wish I were a ‘civilian’
I’m actually around until July, then it’s just up to Balitmore. After that there’s nadda till the wedding, except planning for a 12,000 person meeting. Nothing like crazy granola types to make you anxious
Ta ta for now.
Some of you may recall about a week and a half ago I went out and got a Blackberry. Now, the boy has had a similar (though not as cool) device since two birthdays ago, and on more than one occasion I’ve threatened his “wellbeing” if he didn’t put the thing down while driving.
“What’s so important that you risk our life??” I’d always ask-always singular b/c if you want to be a crack head driving and typing on itty bitty keys you go right ahead.
Except now I am said crack head.
Now in fairness, my commute in this morning included me sitting at a complete standstill for about 30 solid minutes. Given all that though, I still find myself pulling out the little gadget at every chance.
Some of it I’m sure has to do with boredom, some sheer curiosity. But seriously, this is ridiculous.
And so I’ve decided that in order NOT to be one of “those” NOVA people who think their life is much more important than they really are, I’m going to have to lock the thing down and put it in the backseat out of reach while driving.
It’s ridiculous, I know, but how stupid would I look if I got into a wreck and had to have a little itty bitty “B” surgicially removed from my forhead?
This morning I heard something odd, and yet slightly familiar. I lay there for a few minutes, halfway between away and asleep, when I realized what it was.
A bird
Spring, my friends, will soon be sprung.
And while I’m excited about that, I’m also a little anxious. With spring here, it means that the wedding is that much closer. And while I can’t wait to marry the boy, I also really want to savor this engagement time.
Meanwhile, I finally “cracked” (heh) and got a Blackberry this past weekend. AND b/c I’m super nice and know that everyone deserves to be treated well, I’ve found that it’s coming back to me shall we say and I’ve been “taken care of”. As the boy pointed out-this minute is the least stressed I will ever be, ever again, so long as I have the CB. Super
In other breaking news, the boy has a Man Cold, God help us all.
Off for some more wedding work.
