The title alone is probably going to get me some outrageous spam, though more outrageous than I already get is impossible to imagine.
Has anyone seen this show? What the heck is it about? Is it funny? I keep hearing about it nonstop, and by hearing, I mean getting inundated with offers and deals for tickets from Ticketmaster and the like.
I am a show snob. I only want to pay money to see funny and entertaining shows and only musicals. No plays, please, and no super deep drama. I say that and think, I loved Les Mis and Miss Saigon and they are super drama.
So tell me! Is this the show of all shows? Is it worth it? Catchy music and lyrics?
Linking here:
http://www.whatjeanlikes.com/2013/05/aloha56.html
Friday, May 31, 2013
Monday, May 27, 2013
The Wedding
So, after much hinting about pictures of the wedding, here they are! I didn't get good pictures of the bride and groom together, which is a shame because they are a nice looking couple.
The ceremony took place in a gazebo at a yacht club, with the water in the background. It was really pretty but sadly, made pictures look like this, so I gave up on that part.
The yacht club was really pretty and the scenery was spectacular.
This is the club itself. There are a few rooms there to stay in, so some of the guests stayed there. I was glad we stayed where we stayed even if the view wasn't as gorgeous as this one.
I always laugh when I see classy yacht clubs...
...with all of their "yachts" in the parking lot instead of the water! Boatyards and yacht clubs are always in such chaotic disarray and yet it's supposed to be a place of super high class.
The gazebo was neat because they had drop down sides for the wind, which we needed at night. The ceiling has all of these neat plates on it and we were trying to decide if they were former commodores or just members who paid for them or what. We didn't find out.
The ceremony was in that gazebo and the cocktail hour happened on the deck, as did most of the mingling before, during and after the wedding. I was in love with these rocking chairs and would have spent the entire evening in one if I could have.
The inside of the club was really pretty. We ate dinner in this dining room and I spent the evening wishing I could sit in that lovely parlor because I was breaking the balls of my feet in my shoes. No one went in there, so I didn't go, but it was so plush and warm, I just drooled thinking about taking off my shoes and sitting down.
This looks like a ballroom/dance floor but for this event, it was left empty like this. It's pretty much what you walked through to get everywhere. I think if this was a huge event, they would use this part too.
K-ster's brother, the groom, made this little lobster trap as the thing to put cards in at the wedding. There were a lot of nautical things in this wedding, like the red and blue stripes on the cake and cupcakes.
This is the only picture of people that I took successfully at this wedding. It's k-ster and his brother.
I got a real kick out of this sign.
I saw lots of people breaking this rule by the end. I wanted to bare my feet because I was wearing these ball breakers, but I kept them on and then just about crawled to my car at the end.
I was going to wear this dress and brought it, but at the last minute, I threw in a new dress that I bought at Old Navy. I went with the Old Navy one for several reasons and I'm glad I did. It's too early in the summer to wear beige and I would have just been invisible. Plus, I managed to sort of look like I belonged with this wedding because there was a lot of red and in the pictures, this coral looks kind of red!
I had to take this with the self timer in the hotel and not one angle that I tried made me happy, but you get the idea.
K-ster and I both don't really love this picture, but since there is a running joke in his family that we do nothing together, I thought I should put this in as proof that we were indeed at this wedding at the same time.
And, while I was doing a terrible job taking pictures of people, k-ster whipped out his phone at just the right moment and took this one. And it's not enhanced at all.
The sunset was just ridiculous that night and it lasted until almost 10pm.
Linking here:
http://meltingmoments.net/2013/05/31/fly-on-by-friday-anything-goes-linky-bowral-day-tripping/
http://www.adornedfromabove.com/2013/05/wednesdays-adorned-from-above-blog-hop_28.html
http://www.cherishedhandmadetreasures.com/
http://www.myturnforus.com/
LAST CALL:
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The ceremony took place in a gazebo at a yacht club, with the water in the background. It was really pretty but sadly, made pictures look like this, so I gave up on that part.
The yacht club was really pretty and the scenery was spectacular.
I always laugh when I see classy yacht clubs...
The gazebo was neat because they had drop down sides for the wind, which we needed at night. The ceiling has all of these neat plates on it and we were trying to decide if they were former commodores or just members who paid for them or what. We didn't find out.
The ceremony was in that gazebo and the cocktail hour happened on the deck, as did most of the mingling before, during and after the wedding. I was in love with these rocking chairs and would have spent the entire evening in one if I could have.
The inside of the club was really pretty. We ate dinner in this dining room and I spent the evening wishing I could sit in that lovely parlor because I was breaking the balls of my feet in my shoes. No one went in there, so I didn't go, but it was so plush and warm, I just drooled thinking about taking off my shoes and sitting down.
This is the only picture of people that I took successfully at this wedding. It's k-ster and his brother.
K-ster and I both don't really love this picture, but since there is a running joke in his family that we do nothing together, I thought I should put this in as proof that we were indeed at this wedding at the same time.
And, while I was doing a terrible job taking pictures of people, k-ster whipped out his phone at just the right moment and took this one. And it's not enhanced at all.
Linking here:
http://meltingmoments.net/2013/05/31/fly-on-by-friday-anything-goes-linky-bowral-day-tripping/
http://www.adornedfromabove.com/2013/05/wednesdays-adorned-from-above-blog-hop_28.html
http://www.cherishedhandmadetreasures.com/
http://www.myturnforus.com/
LAST CALL:
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Remember to enter my Cool N Serve giveaway through the rafflecopter form below. You can enter every day, if you'd like, through May 31. Just in time for summer BBQs and parties!
Can't wait for May 31? You can buy your own right now.
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Sunday, May 26, 2013
A World Underground
As I've said before, I'm suspicious of growing root vegetables because I just don't understand what goes on down there, where I can't see things! I never know when to pick them, when it's been too long, etc.
Potatoes mystify me the most. You throw in an old potato and that produces new potatoes. But then when I pull them up, I'm never sure if the big one is the original old one or if it's a new one. So I tend to just use the smaller ones that I know are new.
This year, I have yet another "crop" of potatoes coming up from the one potato I threw in a few years ago. The plants are really taking up some prime real estate in the greenhouse, so I thought I'd break another rule of gardening and try to move the potato plants right now.
Lo and behold, this is what rained down when I pulled out the plant!
I roasted them last night and they were lovely!
I moved two of the plants outside to see what will happen and they aren't dead yet! We had serious rain and cold right after I moved them, so that might actually have helped them get situated.
Another root vegetable that I'm never sure about is carrots. I've been growing the free packets of carrots that come with my Kerrit's riding pants and they are always so strangely shaped. I can't decide if it's my soil or the seeds themselves that have some defect. I grew a few over the winter and I've been planting others as the spring has gone on.
I've learned that if you brush the soil away from the top, you can see how big the top is to get an idea of what the rest of the carrot might be doing. I also thought that the amount of greenery at the top might give an idea of what is happening. So, the other day, I was checking around my carrots and felt something enormous and I just had to pull it up.
Not kidding! It was so big I couldn't wrap my hand around it. One of the "legs" had started to rot but the rest were fine.
Then I decided I better check them all. Some had fairly good sized tops so I picked them, but then they were really small.
The horses loved the greens and I ate the carrots, so everyone was happy.
I'll figure out these carrots one of these days, just like I figured out the beets. Sort of.
Linking up here:
http://www.lovebakesgoodcakes.com/
http://www.the-chicken-chick.com/2013/05/clever-chicks-blog-hop-36-plus.html
Potatoes mystify me the most. You throw in an old potato and that produces new potatoes. But then when I pull them up, I'm never sure if the big one is the original old one or if it's a new one. So I tend to just use the smaller ones that I know are new.
This year, I have yet another "crop" of potatoes coming up from the one potato I threw in a few years ago. The plants are really taking up some prime real estate in the greenhouse, so I thought I'd break another rule of gardening and try to move the potato plants right now.
Lo and behold, this is what rained down when I pulled out the plant!
I moved two of the plants outside to see what will happen and they aren't dead yet! We had serious rain and cold right after I moved them, so that might actually have helped them get situated.
Another root vegetable that I'm never sure about is carrots. I've been growing the free packets of carrots that come with my Kerrit's riding pants and they are always so strangely shaped. I can't decide if it's my soil or the seeds themselves that have some defect. I grew a few over the winter and I've been planting others as the spring has gone on.
I've learned that if you brush the soil away from the top, you can see how big the top is to get an idea of what the rest of the carrot might be doing. I also thought that the amount of greenery at the top might give an idea of what is happening. So, the other day, I was checking around my carrots and felt something enormous and I just had to pull it up.
Then I decided I better check them all. Some had fairly good sized tops so I picked them, but then they were really small.
I'll figure out these carrots one of these days, just like I figured out the beets. Sort of.
Linking up here:
http://www.lovebakesgoodcakes.com/
http://www.the-chicken-chick.com/2013/05/clever-chicks-blog-hop-36-plus.html
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
The One Where I Levitated
I am suffering from severe ADD this week. I'm supposed to be posting about the wedding and then I've started talking about the new horses at the barn and now I'm going to go right off track and tell the most inappropriate story I've ever told on this blog.
I guess it is related to the wedding, actually, so maybe I'm not so far off the map.
On Friday, k-ster and I drove north to his brother's wedding. Yes, the brother who so eloquently complimented my sewing skills. They live just far enough away that it wouldn't have been a good idea to drive back and forth each day. K-ster was the best man so he had to be there for the rehearsal on Friday and the wedding on Saturday. It would have made for 2 very late nights.
I was concerned about Boston traffic but the bride assured me that since we were headed through and around the city while everyone would be headed out, there would be no traffic issues to worry about. K-ster was sure we'd hit rush hour traffic but I was sure we wouldn't, thanks to the bride's wisdom filled words, so I didn't take any time off of school and we left just before 3. The rehearsal was at 6pm, so 3 hours should have gotten us there with enough time to go to the hotel first and then to the yacht club.
We cruised up toward Boston and just before the split where traffic usually becomes an issue, I thought I should tell him to stop so I could go to the bathroom. But, I didn't have to go that badly and the bride had said there wouldn't be much traffic to speak of, so I didn't say anything. I just made sure not to have any more water.
And then we came to serious traffic. And heard on the radio that there was a major accident on some other route that was so bad it was screwing up everything. But I didn't think that meant it would touch us because we were east of it and going north.
We saw a sign that said 17 minutes to go 8 miles, which I didn't think was too bad. But that sign must have been for some other Boston, because it felt like it took much longer than 17 minutes. And I started to need the bathroom more, but figured once we got through the 17 minutes for 8 miles, we'd be sailing through the city and then I'd say something.
Except we didn't sail. We went off the exit toward the airport and came to the tunnel and STOPPED. DEAD.
I started to worry that I might REALLY have to go before we got through that traffic, so I kind of mumbled that after we get through the city, I need to go.
K-ster said there are country roads after the tunnel, so he'd find somewhere.
And we crawled.
Stop. Crawl. Listen to the semi behind and the semi in front rev their engine every.single.time we move. Crawl. Stop. Listen to the rev. Crawl. Stop. Watch the traffic in the other lane move along faster.
Fantasize about getting out and squatting right behind the railing on the side of the tunnel.
Imagine that on the other side of the doors that say NO EXIT there are rows and rows of clean toilets just asking to be used.
Think maybe I can go out the driver's side and just go before we move again.
Hope that around that next corner I will see daylight and we'll be out.
Listen to the rev. Crawl. Crawl faster. STOP. Sit there.
Worry that I actually might explode. Like really. I might just wet my pants.
Imagine what it would be like to arrive at a yacht club stinking like pee. Figure it's better than smelling like throwup which is what might happen if I don't go soon.
Wonder if my leather seats will actually smell if I pee right on them.
Look at the GPS and see that we are under water, which I knew, but that we have to go under ALL THAT WATER before we get out. And we had barely crawled 10 feet.
I started to really think I was going to wet myself. K-ster was really quiet. It was like a tomb. Except for those effing semi trucks. Every time they revved I had to go that much more!
And then people started blowing their horns, like that might help.
And then k-ster pointed to his empty coffee cup. I had already had that fantasy. But it was daylight and I had a skirt on and there was luggage all over the back seat.
And I looked at the GPS and we had gone 2 feet. I told myself if we weren't out in 10 minutes, I'd just do it.
2 minutes went by.
And I was so desperate, I climbed over the armrest and into the back. I didn't know that I could stand in the back of a Jeep Liberty and throw suitcases in the way back AND put the seat back upright.
So I grabbed the coffee cup, completely disgusted that I was going to do this and told k-ster not to say a single word and don't dare look back.
And then I realized my skirt was tight, so it wasn't going to work. All that effort and I wasn't even going to be able to go!
I pushed my seat forward because I pictured a spacious space on the floor but it only went so far forward. I actually almost cried. If all of my body fluid hadn't been threatening to burst through my bladder at that moment, I probably could have.
So, I did the only thing one could do in this situation.
I took off my skirt and did a squatting/kneeling/levitating move on the seat that I never imagined I would ever have to do. And then I couldn't go. My brain was like "ummm, you are in a moving vehicle, in broad daylight without a skirt on. Someone could see you." and I was like "umm, we're in a tunnel and the windows are kind of dark, now GO!"
But then I realized I had to go so badly, I might actually fill that cup. And then what would I do? What if I filled it too far and it went all over my seat????? Then we'd be right where we would have been if I'd just gone in my own seat in the first place.
So, I did the second impossible thing of the day. I stopped partway and then said "well, now what do I do? I have 3/4 of a cup of pee in my hand and I'm not done. WHAT DO I DO?????"
So k-ster told me to pour it out the window.
And since I had lost all sense of reason the moment I decided to climb back there, I opened the window, sitting in my underwear, casually looked to make sure a cop wasn't behind me and I poured out my pee like it was a cold cup of coffee.
I rolled up the window, reassumed the position, finished the job, opened my window, checked for cops and poured out another cup of hot pee.
And then I sat there.
What do you do with a cup that has just been used as a bathroom? I'm no litterbug. So, I got the hand sanitizer, wiped around it hoping there was no smell, put the cover on it and put it in the cupholder.
And sat there for a second enjoying the fact that I had no bottoms on. And no seatbelt!
We still hadn't gone more than maybe 100 yards.
I eventually put my skirt back on before we left the tunnel and climbed back in the front. Much harder to do than climbing in the back, by the way.
I do believe we were in that tunnel for close to an hour.
And those country roads? All fields of oil tanks for fuel storage with nary a gas station or drive through in sight. I don't know where k-ster thought he would have pulled over and there was no way I would have gotten away with doing that trick out there in the blazing sun.
And the cup? I handed it to the bride and told her "no, we didn't hit traffic at all. Totally smooth sailing for a Friday afternoon".
Daring to link up here:
http://www.cherishedhandmadetreasures.com/
http://www.adornedfromabove.com/2013/05/wednesdays-adorned-from-above-blog-hop_21.html
http://www.myturnforus.com/
http://meltingmoments.net/2013/05/24/fly-on-by-friday-anything-goes-linky-all-fixed-up/
http://www.whatjeanlikes.com/2013/05/aloha56.html
http://mylifeandkids.com/
http://www.kissesandcroissants.com/2013/06/that-time-i-pretended-to-be-fashion.html
http://mommifried.com/ladies-blog-share-link-party-lighten-stress-less-fest/#more-10903
I guess it is related to the wedding, actually, so maybe I'm not so far off the map.
On Friday, k-ster and I drove north to his brother's wedding. Yes, the brother who so eloquently complimented my sewing skills. They live just far enough away that it wouldn't have been a good idea to drive back and forth each day. K-ster was the best man so he had to be there for the rehearsal on Friday and the wedding on Saturday. It would have made for 2 very late nights.
I was concerned about Boston traffic but the bride assured me that since we were headed through and around the city while everyone would be headed out, there would be no traffic issues to worry about. K-ster was sure we'd hit rush hour traffic but I was sure we wouldn't, thanks to the bride's wisdom filled words, so I didn't take any time off of school and we left just before 3. The rehearsal was at 6pm, so 3 hours should have gotten us there with enough time to go to the hotel first and then to the yacht club.
We cruised up toward Boston and just before the split where traffic usually becomes an issue, I thought I should tell him to stop so I could go to the bathroom. But, I didn't have to go that badly and the bride had said there wouldn't be much traffic to speak of, so I didn't say anything. I just made sure not to have any more water.
And then we came to serious traffic. And heard on the radio that there was a major accident on some other route that was so bad it was screwing up everything. But I didn't think that meant it would touch us because we were east of it and going north.
We saw a sign that said 17 minutes to go 8 miles, which I didn't think was too bad. But that sign must have been for some other Boston, because it felt like it took much longer than 17 minutes. And I started to need the bathroom more, but figured once we got through the 17 minutes for 8 miles, we'd be sailing through the city and then I'd say something.
Except we didn't sail. We went off the exit toward the airport and came to the tunnel and STOPPED. DEAD.
I started to worry that I might REALLY have to go before we got through that traffic, so I kind of mumbled that after we get through the city, I need to go.
K-ster said there are country roads after the tunnel, so he'd find somewhere.
And we crawled.
Stop. Crawl. Listen to the semi behind and the semi in front rev their engine every.single.time we move. Crawl. Stop. Listen to the rev. Crawl. Stop. Watch the traffic in the other lane move along faster.
Fantasize about getting out and squatting right behind the railing on the side of the tunnel.
Imagine that on the other side of the doors that say NO EXIT there are rows and rows of clean toilets just asking to be used.
Think maybe I can go out the driver's side and just go before we move again.
Hope that around that next corner I will see daylight and we'll be out.
Listen to the rev. Crawl. Crawl faster. STOP. Sit there.
Worry that I actually might explode. Like really. I might just wet my pants.
Imagine what it would be like to arrive at a yacht club stinking like pee. Figure it's better than smelling like throwup which is what might happen if I don't go soon.
Wonder if my leather seats will actually smell if I pee right on them.
Look at the GPS and see that we are under water, which I knew, but that we have to go under ALL THAT WATER before we get out. And we had barely crawled 10 feet.
I started to really think I was going to wet myself. K-ster was really quiet. It was like a tomb. Except for those effing semi trucks. Every time they revved I had to go that much more!
And then people started blowing their horns, like that might help.
And then k-ster pointed to his empty coffee cup. I had already had that fantasy. But it was daylight and I had a skirt on and there was luggage all over the back seat.
And I looked at the GPS and we had gone 2 feet. I told myself if we weren't out in 10 minutes, I'd just do it.
2 minutes went by.
And I was so desperate, I climbed over the armrest and into the back. I didn't know that I could stand in the back of a Jeep Liberty and throw suitcases in the way back AND put the seat back upright.
So I grabbed the coffee cup, completely disgusted that I was going to do this and told k-ster not to say a single word and don't dare look back.
And then I realized my skirt was tight, so it wasn't going to work. All that effort and I wasn't even going to be able to go!
I pushed my seat forward because I pictured a spacious space on the floor but it only went so far forward. I actually almost cried. If all of my body fluid hadn't been threatening to burst through my bladder at that moment, I probably could have.
So, I did the only thing one could do in this situation.
I took off my skirt and did a squatting/kneeling/levitating move on the seat that I never imagined I would ever have to do. And then I couldn't go. My brain was like "ummm, you are in a moving vehicle, in broad daylight without a skirt on. Someone could see you." and I was like "umm, we're in a tunnel and the windows are kind of dark, now GO!"
But then I realized I had to go so badly, I might actually fill that cup. And then what would I do? What if I filled it too far and it went all over my seat????? Then we'd be right where we would have been if I'd just gone in my own seat in the first place.
So, I did the second impossible thing of the day. I stopped partway and then said "well, now what do I do? I have 3/4 of a cup of pee in my hand and I'm not done. WHAT DO I DO?????"
So k-ster told me to pour it out the window.
And since I had lost all sense of reason the moment I decided to climb back there, I opened the window, sitting in my underwear, casually looked to make sure a cop wasn't behind me and I poured out my pee like it was a cold cup of coffee.
I rolled up the window, reassumed the position, finished the job, opened my window, checked for cops and poured out another cup of hot pee.
And then I sat there.
What do you do with a cup that has just been used as a bathroom? I'm no litterbug. So, I got the hand sanitizer, wiped around it hoping there was no smell, put the cover on it and put it in the cupholder.
And sat there for a second enjoying the fact that I had no bottoms on. And no seatbelt!
We still hadn't gone more than maybe 100 yards.
I eventually put my skirt back on before we left the tunnel and climbed back in the front. Much harder to do than climbing in the back, by the way.
I do believe we were in that tunnel for close to an hour.
And those country roads? All fields of oil tanks for fuel storage with nary a gas station or drive through in sight. I don't know where k-ster thought he would have pulled over and there was no way I would have gotten away with doing that trick out there in the blazing sun.
And the cup? I handed it to the bride and told her "no, we didn't hit traffic at all. Totally smooth sailing for a Friday afternoon".
Daring to link up here:
http://www.cherishedhandmadetreasures.com/
http://www.adornedfromabove.com/2013/05/wednesdays-adorned-from-above-blog-hop_21.html
http://www.myturnforus.com/
http://meltingmoments.net/2013/05/24/fly-on-by-friday-anything-goes-linky-all-fixed-up/
http://www.whatjeanlikes.com/2013/05/aloha56.html
http://mylifeandkids.com/
http://www.kissesandcroissants.com/2013/06/that-time-i-pretended-to-be-fashion.html
http://mommifried.com/ladies-blog-share-link-party-lighten-stress-less-fest/#more-10903
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Lovely Rita, Meter Maid
Ta-da!!! This is Rita, the youngest member of the barn and the youngest horse I've ever seen. She's a year old and still small.
She has one blue eye and one that's brown with a little blue. She isn't blind in the blue one. I always thought blue eyes were blind because I once met a horse that had a blue eye that was blind.
She's cute and very easy to move around. She hasn't learned to misbehave yet.
I think we both wear the same size shoe!
She can't be ridden yet but she can be groomed and walked around. She's really fuzzy right now and a million different colors. She has no idea what she's doing and everything is new and exciting for her. Her paddock mate right now is a small pony named Peanut who I will show you later when I tell you about the high speed chase he led her on around the farm last week!
Saturday, May 18, 2013
Wedding Quilt #2
Hmm, does this look familiar?
I made this for the wedding this weekend. I knew I had made one that had similar colors in the summer, I just didn't realize how close it is!! I like the fatter blue edge on this one.
The very classy groom texted k-ster and said this about the quilt "this in one effin sweet quilt sparkling made!" Some people have such a way with words.
I need to make this a few more times to satisfy myself and be done with this pattern. My new plan is to do something in dark colors with the knots (the blue and yellow here) in really light colors or white. That means the white and flowered here would be something dark. Intriguing but kind of risky because dark colors run....
Linking here:
http://www.lovebakesgoodcakes.com/
http://www.the-chicken-chick.com/2013/05/clever-chicks-blog-hop-35-brinsea.html
http://hollysstampingaddiction.blogspot.com/2013/02/creative-corner-blog-hop_18
http://www.skiptomylou.org/2013/05/20/made-by-you-monday-153/
http://www.glitterglueandpaint.com/throwback-thursday-1/
The very classy groom texted k-ster and said this about the quilt "this in one effin sweet quilt sparkling made!" Some people have such a way with words.
I need to make this a few more times to satisfy myself and be done with this pattern. My new plan is to do something in dark colors with the knots (the blue and yellow here) in really light colors or white. That means the white and flowered here would be something dark. Intriguing but kind of risky because dark colors run....
Linking here:
http://www.lovebakesgoodcakes.com/
http://www.the-chicken-chick.com/2013/05/clever-chicks-blog-hop-35-brinsea.html
http://hollysstampingaddiction.blogspot.com/2013/02/creative-corner-blog-hop_18
http://www.skiptomylou.org/2013/05/20/made-by-you-monday-153/
http://www.glitterglueandpaint.com/throwback-thursday-1/
Thursday, May 16, 2013
Hanging In, Hanging Out, Just Keep Hanging
I can't even tell you what I've been so busy doing this week, but busy I've been and I've left you all swinging in the breeze.
I bet you thought I'd really gone off to pursue this newfound passion of mine. Don't think I'm not considering it. Particularly after last Friday's C period class. It's just mind boggling how one class can be so outrageous and the other 4 are angelic. On a daily basis. Spending time with toilets all day could be no worse than spending time in C period every morning in my classroom.
It would probably be more rewarding, actually.
But seriously, this week has raced by and we're going to a wedding this weekend and I am so not prepared. The wedding is for k-ster's brother and it's just far enough out of town to require a 2 night hotel stay. Since we are driving and I'm not in the wedding, I've been really blase about getting ready. Until tonight, when I realized I had a few more things to do before I even thought about what I was taking and oh, um, yeah I forgot to sew my Handmade by Sparkling tag onto the back of the quilt and oh, it would be nice to have a clean sink when I return instead of dirty dishes and on went the list.
I usually make a short list when I am going anywhere and this time I'm all out of sorts. And we're leaving right when I get out of school so it's not like I have all the time in the world to get things together.
I think I'm wearing this to the wedding. I did find a great dress at Old Navy that I am in love with, so I might wear that instead, depending on my mood. Shoes are a major issue.
And I need clothes for moments that are not related to the wedding.
I can't seem to wrap my head around this.
Maybe it's time to step away from the blog and actually go pack?
http://www.whatjeanlikes.com/2013/05/aloha56.html
http://meltingmoments.net/2013/05/17/fly-on-by-friday/
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I bet you thought I'd really gone off to pursue this newfound passion of mine. Don't think I'm not considering it. Particularly after last Friday's C period class. It's just mind boggling how one class can be so outrageous and the other 4 are angelic. On a daily basis. Spending time with toilets all day could be no worse than spending time in C period every morning in my classroom.
It would probably be more rewarding, actually.
But seriously, this week has raced by and we're going to a wedding this weekend and I am so not prepared. The wedding is for k-ster's brother and it's just far enough out of town to require a 2 night hotel stay. Since we are driving and I'm not in the wedding, I've been really blase about getting ready. Until tonight, when I realized I had a few more things to do before I even thought about what I was taking and oh, um, yeah I forgot to sew my Handmade by Sparkling tag onto the back of the quilt and oh, it would be nice to have a clean sink when I return instead of dirty dishes and on went the list.
I usually make a short list when I am going anywhere and this time I'm all out of sorts. And we're leaving right when I get out of school so it's not like I have all the time in the world to get things together.
I think I'm wearing this to the wedding. I did find a great dress at Old Navy that I am in love with, so I might wear that instead, depending on my mood. Shoes are a major issue.
And I need clothes for moments that are not related to the wedding.
I can't seem to wrap my head around this.
Maybe it's time to step away from the blog and actually go pack?
http://www.whatjeanlikes.com/2013/05/aloha56.html
http://meltingmoments.net/2013/05/17/fly-on-by-friday/
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