Hey there. I’ve been busy. In between work trips and fun trips, working out and sitting on the couch, planning a wedding and having panic attacks, I haven’t had much time for anything, let alone post a good blog. I haven’t even had time for my friends! It’s been so long since I have seen Jen and Michelle, that I totally forgot the last time I saw them! Luckily, Michelle reminded me: I was giving Ben booze and she was dropping pieces of lettuce in Ben’s folds of chub.
The point is, there have been many a blog, some funny, some serious, that I have wanted to write or even begun to write, but haven’t been able to. So, this blog is my attempt to catch y’all up on the goings-on ’round in these here parts.
Since I’ve got the twang going already, I should first mention that tomorrow, we’re leaving for Beautiful, Balmy Bakersfield! The ‘rents are throwing Chris and I an engagement fiesta, which is promised to have copious amounts of Patron on hand. I haven’t been to Bakersfield in a year, which I believe is the longest amount of time I’ve spent away from “home.” What do I miss about Bakersfield, you ask? Well, other than the obvious Mom, Dad, Cleo, and a few friends, I miss…
Wedding planning is coming along fabulously, if fabulous means stressful and aggravating. Up until about two weeks ago, wedding planning was really coming along swimmingly. Then a few things that we were trying to plan simultaneously – along with your typical wedding pressures and what turned out to be a case of early-onset PMS – sent me into two crying fits and one panic attack. Since I’m not prone to either one of those things, I was bothered by this. So, for my sanity and the sanity of those around me…Chris…I’ve now made the executive decision that wedding planning is going to be smooth-sailing from here on out. And you can’t tell me any differently because I’m The Bride and I get what I want. AND I WANT A PONY! DAD! A PONY!
Since we’re still on the topic of wedding planning, we need your help! Chris and I need to pick some songs to have our DJ play. (I had a dream last night that we didn’t pick any songs and our DJ just ended up playing whatever he wanted to. He actually didn’t play anything too terrible, however, I recall there being an underlying fear in my dream that he was going to play the Hokey Pokey or the YMCA or some other nonsense.) Anyway, here’s where YOU come in. Please email me or leave me a comment with suggestions for songs to be played at the wedding. I’m looking for songs that are awesomely dance-tastic, but also songs I haven’t thought of yet. And no, you can’t pick “Baby Got Back,” because I sooooo already picked it. Now, ready, steady, go!
Well, it’s past my bedtime, so I have to end this blog here. So much for housekeeping, huh? In the next week, look for blogs regarding self-censorship, politics (ew, don’t worry, it’s not soapbox-y like that!), and a funny conversation between two daredevils. Until then, if you need me, I’ll be by the pool sipping margaritas and working on my sunburn.
