Is kicking my ass! But I'm doing it!
Friday, January 30, 2009
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Okay, things are becoming a little more stressful....
We didn't have school yesterday or the day before because of the massive ice storm (ha) that hit Maryland.
It was perfect timing really, because my mom and I had scheduled consultations with two florists. I went in thinking that flowers would be a quick and easy task-- not so my friends. We spent TWO hours with each florist. I drank so much tea that I was shaking towards the end of the interviews.
Luckily, I like them both! I'm a little scared to find out what the price quotes are, because I tend to have expensive taste without even knowing it. I really, really, really hope that something comes out within our price range because I'm loving them both and their fabulous ideas! Plus, I don't know if I can sit through many more 2 hour meetings about flowers.
In other news, I have my first fitting tomorrow! I cannot WAIT to see my dress again.
Megan from Wandering DC tagged me for an interview! Here are her questions...
1. What is your drink of choice? Now this is a tough question. Non-alcoholic- I have an addiction to soda- I think it's the carbonation-- and it cannot be diet. My favorites include regular old Coca Cola, Dr. Pepper, and Cherry Coke! Once you add alcohol to the mix things get a little harder, I enjoy Champagne, Sauvingnon Blanc, Fume Blanc, Miller Lite and Yuengling.
2. Do you have a favorite quote? I sure do! It's from sex and the city. Later that day I got to thinking about relationships. There are those that open you up to something new and exotic, those that are old and familiar, those that bring up lots of questions, those that bring you somewhere unexpected, those that bring you far from where you started, and those that bring you back. But the most exciting, challenging and significant relationship of all is the one you have with yourself. And if you find someone to love the you you love, well, that's just fabulous.
My new favorite quote (because we are using it on our wedding programs is.......) Today I marry my best friend. The one I laugh with, life for, love.
3. What was your first job and what did you hate most about it? My first job was technically babysitting. My first real job was a bagel girl and sandwich master at Einstein Brothers Bagels. If you asked me today, I would tell you that the worst thing about it was waking up at 6am on the weekends. Surprisingly, it didn't really bother me when I was 17. The worst part was probably my creepy 37 year old boss that stalked me and asked me out every Saturday.
4. What is your favorite thing to do in your spare time? I love my spare time! I blog, I read, I watch the DVR, I hang out with my cute fiance, drink wine with friends, go out to dinner, pet the kitties, nap, and more recently, Jazzercise.
5. Do you like risks, or do you avoid them? What major risks have you taken in your life? This is a tough one. I don't think that I'm a real risk-taker, but I'm not opposed to them. I'm a bit of a control freak so by definition I shouldn't take risks, but you'd be surprised to know that I've taken many risks in my life. One of the biggest (and most recent, I won't delve back too far) was moving to Maryland. I didn't have a job, I didn't have a house, I didn't have any friends. I just said screw it, I'm sick of Boston, I'm moving. I did it all on my own and I didn't freak out about it even once. I dread and worry about the little life changes, but I never fret about the big ones.
Now if you would like a turn to answer MY questions.. (I'll send you my own)
1. Leave me a comment & your e-mail address saying, "Interview me." If you dare.
2. I will respond by emailing you five questions. (I get to pick the questions).
3. You will update your blog with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.
The first five 'askers' get the interview!
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
WARNING: Snark will follow.
1. I like Jason. I think he has some weird expressions and he's not the hottest bachelor ever, but he seems like a nice man. I must note however, that the man cannot dress. What is up with the pencil thin ties and leather vests that he constantly wears?
2. Nikki- She thinks she's hot, she thinks so super smart, but I think she has really weird side burns. I'm glad she was cut, her sideburns were driving me crazy. Plus, she showed way too much boobage everyday.
p.s. she cries too much.
3. Stephanie- She's nice and all, she's got a nice body, she seems fun, but she says thank-you far too much for my liking.
4. Shannon- That girl was whack. Thank the lord she was cut. I was sick of her ugly dresses (seriously, they should check what the girls pack) and her smile reminded me of the chesire cat.
5. Megan- Do I have to say anything at all?
6. Naomi- I find her a little strange. She looks like someone that I know, but I can't place her. I'm afraid of her mouth. She could eat me.
7. Lauren- Another whack job. She was so not the right one for him.
8. Jillian- I think she's way too skinny and she's kinda bland. I'm worried about her future.
9. Molly- She's alright, I like to watch 27 year olds doing the walk of shame. Tragic.
10. Melissa- She's alright, but I hold the Cowboys cheerleader thing against her.
Seriously, I cannot even imagine who is going to be in the final three. To be honest, I don't think any of these girls mesh all that well with Jason.
Who do you think it's going to be?
We were released from work at 12:30 this afternoon due to the snow storm (I use storm lightly, there's like an inch out there).
I decided to come home and tidy the place up a bit. I like everything in it's place and I've been slacking as of late. The fiance and I have way too much stuff and not enough room for it. Nothing has a place.
I've spent the last 5 hours cleaning.
I managed to accomplish the cleaning of the kitchen, two loads of laundry, the cleaning of two bathrooms (we'll get to that later), vacuuming, putting clean clothes away, and trash duty.
I spent five hours doing that. I should have been laying in the couch, watching tv, and enjoying my day of freedom.
A girls gotta do what a girls gotta do-- unfortunately.
My mom is coming tomorrow to meet with some florists and she'd faint if she saw the state of the house prior to today. If you think I'm anally clean, you should meet my mom.
The fiance tries to help out, but he's a messy boy. His idea of cleaning is stuffing all the dirty crap into a closet. I've been on him to clean his bathroom for two weeks (I finally did it today) and he hasn't. I can't blame him (he works a lot more than me), I still love him. Normally I'd let him shower in filth, but his bathroom also happens to be the only public bathroom in the apartment.
This isn't really related to this story, but while I'm on the topic of fiance and his lack of cleanliness....
...I should also mention that the fiance only wears clothes once before he deems them dirty. If I tell him to clean up he throws most things into the dirty clothes hamper. That boy is the cause of at least three loads of laundry each week.
I love you anyways fiance!
****disclaimer: but you would get bonus points if you would help clean.
Monday, January 26, 2009
As stated earlier this weekend, I attended the wedding of Darth Mama and Mr. Darth Mama this weekend. It was a whirlwind event and I'm so incredibly happy for them!
I busted a move.. (obviously)
I drank an insane amount of wine (hey, I was celebrating for 8 hours) and I passed out before 10:30 on Saturday night.
Here I am with the bride, and two fellow bloggers!
Their wedding started at 11, was followed by lunch at a fabulous little Irish restaurant in town and ended a few steps down the road for drinks and dancing.
Here's the fiance and I before things got too blurry...
Thursday, January 22, 2009
I'm going to a bridal show this Sunday.
I wasn't planning on it, but a lovely blogger (I won't give you too much info, I don't want you stalking her at work) passed an invite my way.
Unfortunately we're not getting married here- where we live, but we're getting married within 30 miles so it doesn't hurt to go and check out some things.
I've already come up with thousands of DIY ideas, but my mom always shoots them down, telling me that less is more. Maybe I need to look to the pros for some inspiration.
The best part-- I'm making the fiance come with me! I didn't want to force any of my bridesmaids to come walk around a bridal show on their Sunday afternoon. However, if any of my bridesmaids are reading and are dying to go, I think it can be arranged.
In other wedding related (not mine) news, my fabulous friend DarthMama is getting married this weekend and I'll be in attendance.
I am so incredibly happy for her and I'm glad that everything fell into place. Tomorrow, I'm going to need to rest up. Her wedding starts at 11am on Saturday and goes until 9pm. If you know me, you know that I need to rest up for full day events.
I had a beer today at about 3pm (work party) and I was ready for bed at 5. Here's hoping that I can rally on Saturday (don't worry DarthMama, I'll do it for you)!
Aren't women supposed to be going crazy over the planning? Aren't we supposed to have too much to do and get a little stressed?
So far, things haven't been that bad at all. In fact, they've been pretty chill.
So chill that i'm seriously afraid that i've forgotten something huge! Something important! Something that should have been done yesterday!
I still have a little less than 9 months until our wedding and i've already finished/aquired/planned the following
1. The dress. It's so picked, it's so purchased, and it's so beautiful.
2. The venue. We've selected it, we've put down the deposit and I think that my dad has blocked off the rooms.
3. The invitations, save the dates, and thank-you cards have been purchased (not sent yet-- fiance still needs to collect addresses).
4. The church. It's booked and we've started to select our readings.
5. The bridesmaid dresses are selected-- we just need to order them, but i'm giving it more time.
6. My shoes-- I've got them!
7. The photographer has been booked
8. The D.J. is selected and booked
9. The favors have been selected (caramel apples with peanut topping)
10. The placecards have been purchased (no names yet)
11. The centerpieces have been purchased (or at least parts of them---80% off after thanksgiving sale).
Now what the heck am I missing? I feel like I should be stressed, but that this is too easy!
I know about transportation and flowers- but I'm thinking that i'm a little far out to be planning all of that.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
I had my last review/observation of the school year yesterday.
The one where my real boss (not principal) observes me. I was super nervous about it. I'm a school psychologist and I did something out of the ordinary for my review.
You see, I was trained in Massachusetts (where I'm from), and in Massachusetts, it's not uncommon to have one school psychologist for a school of 200 kids. In fact, many schools in MA forgo guidance counselors altogether, because a school psychologist is trained in guidance and in assessment. We give them more bang for their buck (nothing against guidance counselors, ya'll are my homegirls). Anyways, since I trained doing whole class lessons and doing a lot of counseling, it's kind of my forte.
Here in Maryland, a school psychologist is lucky to have three schools and their caseload is ALWAYS in the 1,000 students range. As a result, I test and place (at least half the time).
Anyways, enough of the boring story that most of you don't care about....
For my observation, I decided to do a whole group lesson on bullying and being assertive. Sounds simple right? Well I decided to do it for a group of 21 preschoolers and 5 ECI students (ECI students are developmentally delayed and low functioning).
It sounded like a good idea a few months ago when I planned it. But then the week of ---I was dreading it. How was I going to entertain 26 three and four year olds?
Well, I rocked it. Seriously, I was awesome.
The kids were attentive and my boss was beaming. She even told me that I was very brave to take that on and spent 2 minutes telling me what a great job that I did (that's big for her).
I came home feeling thrilled.
I was also able to talk to her about how this year has been going. She asked and I was honest. It's been hard-- it's hard to have a principal that hates you. It's even harder to know that she would prefer that someone else was in my position. I expressed that to my boss and she said she knew. HA. So apparently my assumptions and the rumors are true. I almost panicked at that moment and I am dying to know what she has been saying about me. Of course the boss lady couldn't share but she assured me that she likes me and that I would not be fired.
I really, really hope that is the case.
It is about 2 degrees outside right now.
We're headed to the mountains this weekend (for skiing, except the fiance and I don't really ski). The high tomorrow? 3 degrees.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
I know, I've been a bad blogger. I have just been so unmotivated about writing lately. I can't think of anything entertaining to mention...
However, I have been doing quite a few things as of late..
1. I've been going to the gym at least 3 times per week for 3 weeks now (a lifetime record =)
2. I'm continuing to plan the wedding, or actually, the honeymoon. We cannot decide where to go. I would love any suggestions that you have (we're getting married in October)! Did you stay anywhere fabulous? PLEASE share.
3. We're meeting with a real estate agent on Thursday. I'm not sure if we'll qualify for a mortgage or if we'll really buy right now, but it doesn't hurt to look into it and do our research.
4. Work is work. I'd love to bitch about it, but I fear that I may have some trolls (or at least three people reading from the same IP address/town as school). Instead, lets just say it's going....
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
You may remember my "work" trip to New Orleans last year.
This year, the convention is being held in Boston. In February.
I've been hemming and hawing about it for months now. I obviously enjoy any get out of work free pass that I can get, but the thought of Boston in February is not quite as enticing as New Orleans in February (goodbye 70 degree weather, hello 3452343 feet of snow).
Seeing as though I'm from Boston, and spent my most formative years there (college, duh & early twenties) I felt a little more obligated to make the trip.
Things all fell in to place when I learned that a grant was going to pay for my airfare and hotel.
Shit. I'll endure 23452343 feet of snow and Boston in the winter for a free trip during the work week.
The best part of it all- two of my bridesmaids (who share my profession) are going to fly up with me and stay in my free room.
They are the same two bridesmaids who went to New Orleans with me.
We keep telling ourselves, it will be like New Orleans. Only 23943729432743 degrees colder.
I know I sound like a wuss (considering I was born there and lived there for seven years)
But I've lived here for 3 now and let's face it. We live in Maryland. We'll be happy if we see a snow flake this winter.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Okay, I'm watching the Biggest Loser and they are currently weighing it.
Why the heck is everyone (including Allison) sweating like pigs during the weigh in?
I swear, I'm one of the few (okay, four) people left in the United States that watches the Bachelor religiously.
Trista is my home girl.
Jason- granted he's no Travis Stork (a previous bachelor- a.k.a. my Doctor Daddy)- is a cutie and I'm still super excited about the new season of the bachelor.
Last night was very exciting and very entertaining. I must admit that I don't particularly think that any of these girls are Jason's type- but I get a kick out of watching girls act tragically.
No, I'm not a woman hater, but if you go on the Bachelor, you are giving me free reign to diss you and all of the tragic things that you do and say.
For example- the dental hygienist (whatever her name is).
She looks cute and sweet- and then she rattles off little known facts about Jason (to his face---- GASP). If I were him, I would have cut that rope loose last night.
I'm looking forward to seeing what Deanna has to say when she slyly drops in during one of the future episodes. I used to think that she was cute and fun- then she picked Jesse (gross). I actually forgave her for picking Jesse and then she dumped his ass. You may think that I would be happy about that, but I feel exactly the opposite.
She spent all season talking about how she was different. How she guaranteed that her relationship would last unlike the other bachelor contestants. She met with Trista and Ryan and talked about how she would be just like them. She made a website counting down the days to the wedding and then she goes and drops him like a bad habit.
Considering the reputation, I should hate this show. But, I can't. It's too good.
...and I'm back to work.
I am pleased to announce that it has not been terrible, nor all that anxiety producing (and if you saw how I felt on Sunday, you'd see how surprising this is).
Today was incredibly busy, and I have a to do list that is a mile long. Nothing quite like spending 8 hours of your day in several meetings with parents.
In other news, my fiance and I got this game for Christmas from my sister (I asked for it). I must say, it is hysterical and incredibly fun!
We made dinner last weekend with our neighbors and played this into the wee hours of the night. Generally, the fiance and neighbor girl's boyfriend do not enjoy board games. With this one, they actually asked to play another round after I won the first one.
I will put a disclaimer on my suggestion however, DO NOT (I mean it) play this game with relatives. Do not play this game if you are ultra conservative (and I'm not talking politically). You will, however, enjoy this game thoroughly if you enjoy talking about bodily functions as much as I do.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
I have been totally lazy today. It's the last day of vacation and I'm dreading work tomorrow. I've spent the day savoring the couch, sweat pants, and doing nothing.
the Fiance, me, and two kitties enjoying our Sunday.
I think the cats enjoyed it more than we did. They took up half the couch. The fiance was not amused with the amount of space that they required.
I couldn't bear to move them because they are just way too cute.
My mom thinks that my wedding shoes are too high. She thinks that 2.5 inches is going to suck after 8 hours. I thought that 2.5 was about as small as I could get.
I did find one pair with heels under 2 inches, but they weren't quite as pretty.
I haven't been married before, so how high is too high?
* I should note that I used to wear heels all the time. However, in the last two years (working in a school) I wear flats almost every single day.
Now I don't know what to do.
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Can you believe it?!?
I finally decided on a pair of wedding shoes.
I swear -in my own little mind- it seems SUPER early, but my first fitting is January 31st.
I find this a bit strange, considering the fact that I'm not getting married until October, but I guess that I won't question it. Or at least I won't question it until after my first fitting.
Apparently, I'll have four additional fittings between now and October, which seems just a little bit excessive, but again, I'm going to go with it for now.
I just hope that they didn't screw me up with Jane Doe and aren't under the impression that my wedding is in March or something.
Anyways, back to the shoes.
I searched long and hard for decent bridal shoes. I wanted something that I could slip off (without anyone noticing) during my few seated moments, but that weren't tacky and/or closed toe.
These are Nina Shoes with a 2.5 inch heel. It's a little higher than I had wanted, but I'm sure that I can make it work.
The color is actually Royal Gold Satin (Champagne in my opinion), but look a little pink in these pictures.
I was going to do a recap of 2008 (inspired by several other bloggers)...
Then I got lazy and I got to thinking...
You all (or at least most) have fingers.
You all (or at least most) know how to work a mouse.
My archives are on the right--------------->
Have at it if you really want to know what I was up to last year.
Friday, January 2, 2009
I'm a day or two late, but 2008 has come to an end.
I started 2008 at the house of Brook and Tom. If I can remember correctly, the Fiance and I woke up in their son's bunk beds. I had the top bunk, he had the bottom.
Since then, it's been a pretty good year.
I can't remember much of the bad parts of 2008 (I'm good at blocking things out) except maybe the return of my anxiety. ugh.
Luckily, many good things have happened as well.
Duh, I'm engaged to the best man ever.
I'm looking forward to 2009. It's the year of our wedding and I'm crossing my fingers that it's a fabulous one.
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