Saturday, October 30, 2010

I just now figured out that Rambo is creative.

I've officially been married for a week. So far things are working out.

I've known Mark now for about three and a half years... but for some reason I never trusted his creative ability.

Any sort of necessary "arts and crafts" projects I've pulled off on my own because well, Mark is a boy and what could boys know about creativity??

That's why I was skeptical about the whole pergola thing for our wedding. I thought, "Mark's a boy- he wants to be manly and build something but is he really concerned about how it will actually look up there in front of a bajillion* people?"

Well let's see... how do you think our wedding pergola looked?

Amazing right?!

And since I haven't blogged about the wedding I will tell you this: It was perfect. Everything went smoothly. And it was the best day of my entire life. I will bore you with all the details once we have our pictures... but here's two more to tide you over... (those are our ring bearers and flower girl... so cute!)

But back to the point of this blog post-- analyzing Mark's creativity. I should have totally trusted his creative abilities after the pergola turned out amazingly.

But when we went to Walmart on Thursday in search of our non-exsistant Halloween costumes for a party that was happening Friday, I was panicked. This was a work party-- so I wanted to make a good impression-- you know like we actually cared about our costumes. Which I really didn't care about until that moment because hellloooooo we were planning a wedding.

At first we thought we'd be Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf. Easy enough.

However Mark was convinced he needed to be furry. Like all over furry. So I suggested the rug aisle, where Mark eventually fell in love with this white furry rug. He was holding them up to his body like "Ohhhh this is perfect-- I'll be a polar bear."

And in my head I'm thinking... no way can Rambo turn three furry, white rugs into a polar bear. And then hang on...

"What about me, husband?"

"I don't care, you can be whatever you want. I'm being a polar bear."

Oh no he didn't.

I calmly explained that a day before we needed a costume, my husband of a week was not ditching me with a lame Walmart Lady GaGa costume so he could be a polar bear at one of the first parties where I need to make an impression.

So eventually we noticed the bright pink rugs, and so we compromised... because that's what marriage is all about.

And what's basically the same as a polar bear?

 A Care Bear! And yes, Mark created that costume himself... I think it may have been better than mine...
 He even drew this heart on my nose.

I know. I'm impressed too. We were a total hit. Oh, and also I'm totally copyrighting the pictures above, and this is me telling you so. Because no one but me will be able to blackmail Rambo with these in the future :)

The jury's still out on whether we will be married next week after he figures out I leaked all these pictures on the internet...

Happy Halloween!!

*tiny exaggeration.


Thursday, October 21, 2010

TWO DAYS and a Wedding Contest!

The big day is in two days. TWO DAYS. It's unbelievable how fast the time flew... I remember when the count was still in the hundreds of days and here we are at two. And I dare say it, but we are pretty much set!

It's been a ridiculously productive week. We've made favors, we've tied a bajillion little bows, we've ribboned bubbles, we made poms (I'll have to give you the DIY tutorial eventually!) And we still have all of our fingers which is a plus.

Oh and when I say we I mean me, my Mom (who mysteriously disappeared when all the boring crafts came along...) and Jennifer (who is a bow-tying, circle-cutting machine.) I couldn't have done it without them. And my Dad with his encouraging words of "that's alot of chattering down there for people who are supposed to be getting things done." And my aunt who told us how eager she was to help only to cut out about twenty circles before having a "phone-dying" dilemma that needed to be dealt with immediately. (Love you Aunt Lisa!)

So yes, this is my way of thanking them... by making fun of them all, it's sort of how it works in my family.

The crazy part is that in two days I will have a new last name. I'll have to refer to my "old" last name as my "maiden name." How crazy is that? 24 years with that last name... I'm going to miss it. At least I have the whole time it will take me to legally change it to adjust which I'm assuming will be somewhere between 6 months and 6 years. That seems about average, right?

And in case you are getting married in the near future... you know those "pre-wedding jitters" people mention?

Well I thought the jitters were directed at the man you are marrying, but I can assure you that no, the jitters in fact come from the stress associated with "oh my god I spent more than a year planning one freaking day. What if I forget the card box? What if the pergola falls over and crushes us? What if someone streaks through our wedding? What if Nicole accidentally spills diet coke on my wedding dress? Insert more crazy, unrealistic possibilities here."

So I though we'd play a little game... you know to make me feel better. Comment below with
1. Advice for a long (happy?) marriage.
2. The worst thing that happened at your wedding or a wedding you've been to. (I'm hoping these will make me laugh and feel better!)

Whatever I deem the best comment... WINS! A little, secret prize :) That may or may not take me a week or two to actually send you.

Read... comment!


Friday, October 8, 2010

How do you live?

Found this new quote which I love:

"I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day." -E.B. White

Me too, E.B. Me too. 

Which do you choose? To improve the world or enjoy it? And how?