A day (or two or three) in the life of...

So, the week right before your wedding... Yeah, stressful. I'm tired of stressing. You know chicks... We think 'oh, we want to just look as best as we can, have our tummies be as flat as they can be, complexion be glowing, dress be perfect, arrangements all be perfectly worked out and in place, etc...'. MAN, THIS SHIT IS STRESSFUL! I have been crying.... DAILY! FUCKING DAILY! yes, I said fucking so you know it's bad, right? RIGHT????? Poor Cowboy (ok... his name is Sean... I've 'named the puppy', then again, that happened a looong time ago. Ok, he's not a puppy, he's an amazing man who at this point and for the last year of my life has been like this gleaming constellation for me.... crap, I'm getting cheesy... Fucking pre-wedding hormones...), so, yeah, Sean has been patient and gone above and beyond in helping me off my daily ledges. I mean, really? Really?? Does every bride to be feel this or is it my crazy self? Though, we did watch a rea...

I want to pull out this routine as our first dance in Cabos. We can so do this.... maybe. Either way, this song's absolutely being played at reception and I'll be having a special prize for the best routine. Baaaa-rrrring it!

Ok, so turns out our temp apartment ain't in the best neck of the woods. Yeah, see, we didn't know that. We came, we saw, we sub-letted. We realized after today's run in our neighborhood (basically the neighborhood right outside our apt. complex) that we're not in the suburbs anymore. No sir. We wanted to go run around Lake Austin again but we were running short on time (long day with my work and him on the phone with lenders, builders and searching for a cheaper flight for Jems down to MX) so we figured we'd just run around our neck of the woods. We were running and smiling and reflecting on some cheesy loving, how close our wedding was creeping up and getting all lovey dovey when we hear "Hey yall, can I run with you?", we look over to the left onto a porch with a larger sized, lower economic-bracket looking couple of guys and we smiled and said "sure, come on!" and one laughed and said something smug. I'm fighting the urge to say "...

Today was a pretty good day. ((reflecting)) Have I mentioned (knowing I haven't) that we have a real live bed now? Yeah, we broke down. Roughing it was getting too freaking rough on the backs and the moods. We'd wake up feeling kinda sore and unrested and realized the slowly deflating air mattress just wasn't gonna cut it, so yesterday afternoon I see my Cowboy pull up in front of the apartment with a brand spanking new bed (full size but beggars can't be choosers) in the back of his truck so I of course ran out on the balcony and squealed, jumped up and down and clapped. I hadn't been that happy since he first got back from Iraq. The mattress came up and we just laid on it and smiled like goofballs at the ceiling fan above us. Holy crap, a bed never felt so good in our lives. On another not of no longer roughing it, we went to the dollar store to buy 2 sets of silverware cuz plasticware's for suckas, when we look into a store that we're driving by and th...

I'll start off by saying that the road trip itself was relatively painless (started with some stress of trying to fit everything possible into every square inch of that freaking Jeep and having to leave behind lots more than intended) and actually went by quick. After not having had a bed to sleep on for a few days, when we got to the hotel in Little Rock, arKansas, we were in heaven. Felt like royalty to have mattresses underneath our tired bones. The beasties were amazingly behaved and seemingly even enjoyed the ride. phew... Now, the AC did just bust altogether though so that was the_suck because the sun was a beaming and the bodies were a sweating and not in a fun way. The scenery along the way was mostly gorgeous though. Everyone should drive along Interstate 81 in Autumn at some points in their lives. Stunning colors. Ahh.... So, once we got here, we unpacked (hello 3rd floor temporary apartment, meet my calves and glutes, your placement is lovely. thank you) and looked ar...

Today's my last day in Virginny and I'm downright giddy. Of course I'll miss this area and the people that I love that live here but I'm so freaking excited! The movers came and took all our stuff (I miss my stuff) on Wednesday so all we have is a comforter, pillows, the clothes we're taking and the 2 beasties (Skeeter is at her Grandparents' house till the following weekend) and their carriers. The past month has been such a freaking tornado, I couldn't even begin to explain. Between bachelorette party and pre-party, bridal shower (holy crap the presents were awesome!!! ... as was the company and all the giddy smiling lady faces :-) OH and I got the obligatory tacky lingerie from an aunt. animal prints are hawt.), goodbye dinners, happy hours, packing and taking care of all the last minute details, I think I've almost tired myself out. Even just trying to post this, I keep drifting off into my racing thoughts of things to do (shit, I have to book the...

So, my bachelorette weekend was awesome. Friday night was chilling with my closest peeps and then my actual bach'ette party was on Saturday night and everywhere you looked, all you could see was a sea of exciteable girls in red. Ah... a vision of scarlet harlots for all. Harms planned a great night for me and luckily, she knows my tastes very well. Danke, my fair-haired lady. I think I kissed every girl who came out with the group and Mikey got to be the man surrounded by all the ladies. It was a win/win situation for all. I ate, I drank, I laughed, I got bondage tape gifted to me and then shoved my own face into the 'Save a horse, Ride a cowboy' cake that awaited me at the end of the night. All is fair in the bachelorette (ridicule, up to a certain extent, the chicky who's about to get married) party world? BUT, thank you Harms for not making me wear the atrocious 'Suck for a Buck' tee, any rubber penises pasted to headbands or hanging around my neck or any...

Mikey pointed me in the direction of this video and like I said to him, Ideally we'd run into this type on Saturday night. Now that's a bachelorette party that makes a chick second guess tying herself down to just_one_man_forever.

No words to explain how much of a whirlwind I'm in right now. I've been under copious amounts of stress which have me in a daze during some moments of trying to process it all. Luckily, my Mom's having someone come by and give me a good hour long deep tissue massage next week. I think that's her bachelorette present to me. ((stripper music in background)) On a very fun note... The presents are starting to come in! I had to delete the link to the registry site so that I wouldn't go and look at it daily but it's the whole 'wanting to open presents before Christmas' theory. I mean, we've all been guilty of it at some point in our lives, haven't we? Well, I have. I'm not a patient person and I LOVE presents! We initially weren't going to register but upon some insistence (mostly for bridal shower) we went ahead and did the registry and it was awesome! PRESENTS!!!!!!!!!!1111!!!!1111!!!! (love you HarmsMoney) On a low note, we're gonna...