If it's not one thing, it's another!!

My dad just emailed. My aunt fell down some stairs and broke two vertebrae, she's not sure she can fly next week.

Who saw that coming?!

I probably should have. I am TOTALLY Even Steven, I should have been worried the moment I found out my mom was okayed for take off. Sorry Auntie. . .

Today's Status Update

Yay, my mom is coming!!!!

Boo! We haven't managed to clean at all today (perhaps the massive amount of cereal we bought will mesmerize them so they don't notice how messy the house is -- who am I kidding? My mom will not be deterred).

We managed to buy the last of the supplies for our programs (I hope my bridesmaids realize how involved this project is going to be).

Um, I thought I had more big/fun things to announce. . .I'll keep you posted if I come up with another little thing to add :).

Update

• I managed to get some work done on our wedding program. It's not exactly what I'd hoped for (there were some sizing issues) but I think it will work out and be a fun memento for our guests.
• I finished our strong man shirt. It's not quite as cool as it was in my head, but it could have been WAY worse! (falling right in line with my new mantra "whatever, people will love it")
  
• I made kettle corn for a friend's birthday tomorrow.
• I paid our bills.
• Sean and I managed to finish some thank you notes (though I am sure we're facing tons more!).

Um, do you notice I'm just grasping at things to prove I did something with my night -- oh right, and and blogging instead of cleaning something. I've made no headway on cleaning, unless you count the half a coffee table I cleared off when doing something else. Ah well maybe the butterflies in the stomach will go away enough that I can actually fall asleep!

I'm Breezy

So I promised myself that our wedding was going to be laid back. That if we were calm, our guests would be calm and they would have a better time. . .

We've been good about not becoming recluses. We've accepted invitations out with friends, realizing that this time of engagement shouldn't all be one of hurry and busy work, but it should be savored and shared with those we love (not to mention, we love Chatham and apple picking in the fall :)).

My mother's health has been iffy for the last three months, but even that we've taken mostly in stride. Praying hard (she's specifically asked for prayer for the pain shooting down her left leg), thinking about alternative methods of projecting our wedding and joking about how it's a family tradition (my mother's parents missed her wedding too). I think the back and forth on that decision is starting to take its toll though.

Or, maybe it's the fact that not everyone sent in their rsvps on time and I made the chair rental for fewer chairs than we might need at this point. There's also the issue of where everyone will sleep in my STILL hoarder-esque house (and how many loads of sheets I am going to end up washing for what looks like a volleyball-type rotation schedule through the beds).

I've been trying to work on our program this week. It seems that the list of "required" items our pastor has given us for it will be impossible to fit in the little 3.5x11 folded note we planned on using for a program (and really, this program should be finished before next week when I no longer have access to publisher on off hours. . .).

Possibly what's getting to me is that we just found out that there's a qualifying race for the Boston Marathon going RIGHT THROUGH THE ZOO on our wedding day ("really That's kind of fun and unique," the laid back/breezy bride in me says). The fact that all parking and most roads surrounding the zoo are going to be closed is what's bothersome (my groom may or may not have had a meltdown about that as I calmly took the computer from him and emailed our zoo coordinator).

There are also these wedding nightmares that keep plaguing me (I probably brought that on myself what with scoffing at other brides about it). --I have to admit though, despite all the failures in my dream last night, the fact that we had a popcorn machine that also baked chocolate chip cookies and sort of flipped them out of the machine was pretty awesome, someone should come up with something like that :).

Whatever it is, though, I can't keep up this schedule of falling asleep at midnight or so and waking up around 6. It's killing me. . . I know that some people get less sleep (please don't try and comfort me with that). I am a girl who shines on 9 hours, a girl who occasionally sleeps 14 hours to re-charge (I might not have done that since college) and a girl who is usually tired on the 7 hours she usually gets. This new schedule of continued 6 hour sleep, not working. Perhaps our office could implement a nap time?

The sky is falling

It hasn't rained as much as it did in my last post, but it still feels like the sky is falling. So many little things have snowballed into one huge headache.

I have had a desire for a gin and tonic all summer. Tanqueray has done a good job with their bus-side advertising and I've become susceptible. A couple of weeks ago I dug out my Costco size bottle of gin and put it in the freezer. I haven't actually made a gin and tonic since I dug out the gin but tonight, four days into my slump of annoying things, I decided was the night! This is what I was faced with when I manged to get the freezer open:



So the trend continues. . . without Princess Leia here to free it, I am afraid it is doomed to stay in the freezer.