plasticbunny
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UPDATE!!! YAY! (it's about time)
Well, let's start with Gus: Mr. Grumpy Pants has gotten much better, and is starting to - dare I say - like me? I've demolished his exercise pen and he now had the whole room to himself, all day and night. I like to go and lay on the floor to read and let him jump on my legs and lick my nose. I must remember to post pictures of his new little outfits, it's too cute.
If anyone is familiar with my other recent posts, I'm engaged! Rob has (finally) asked me to marry him. Now, I'm not a poofy frufru sort of girl, but not a tomboy either. I like casual, simple, stress-free. For this reason, my ideal wedding dream has always seen me and my groom alone in some beautiful private outdoor area. I'm in my simple white summer dress, he's in his simple shirt and tie. We marry, then go on a nice elaborate vacation (which we can afford, because we didn't have to feed a hundred people), where I will lay on the beach in a skimpy bikini drinking gin and tonics. And when we come home we invite all of our friends and family out to dinner and SURPRISE!
Well, that is not how it's going to happen.
The first problem is how much it costs to actually hire someone to marry you outside of an establishment. My real priority has always been to just have a really nice honeymoon, so we decided together that we should save the money and spend the $200 to get married at the courthouse. I'm fine with this.
The second problem came when I realized that the courthouse needs you to have two witnesses who actually know you, present for the ceremony. How do you choose just two people? If you choose one, well, it's rude to not invite this person or that person. Long story short, we've ended up with the full ten guests that we are allowed: My parents, my sister, my grandmother, my close friend Sarah, Rob's three children, his brother, and his friend Tony.
So now it's actually a WEDDING. Joy. Oh, but it gets better...
When Rob and I first met, I was a scrawny 105 lbs. At 5'7", this was disgustingly underweight. Scince then, I've quit smoking and started to eat, well, a bit more than what's necessary. I ballooned to 180 lbs in the last 5 years. A couple of weeks ago, at work, a customer congratulated me on my pregnancy. I'm not pregnant. Devastated, I knew I had to kick this weight once and for all and started to take the baby steps in the right direction. My goal was set for June, and we could get married then.
Now, Rob has just started a new course at school which actually will be running right through the summer, and so the only time we can actually go on our honeymoon is during reading week, which is in FEBRUARY. Um, 50 lbs in 5 months??? Are you freakin' kidding me??? But, I have to do it if I want to wear a teeny bikini on our honeymoon. I WILL NOT sacrifice my honeymoon dream. To motivate myself even further, I've already purchased my dress (which is no longer a summer dress, btw, because an actal wedding seemed to require something a bit more formal), and ordered it just a bit bigger than my goal size so I can get it tailored to fit perfectly. I have no choice but to lose the weight or I'll be stuck with a dress I'll never wear and be out a few hundred bucks.
Well, I suppose that's enough ranting for now. I'm off to toss a salad for lunch and then walk the 2.5 miles to work. I leave you with pictures of my dress (which will be white, not blue):
And of course my engagement ring!
Well, let's start with Gus: Mr. Grumpy Pants has gotten much better, and is starting to - dare I say - like me? I've demolished his exercise pen and he now had the whole room to himself, all day and night. I like to go and lay on the floor to read and let him jump on my legs and lick my nose. I must remember to post pictures of his new little outfits, it's too cute.
If anyone is familiar with my other recent posts, I'm engaged! Rob has (finally) asked me to marry him. Now, I'm not a poofy frufru sort of girl, but not a tomboy either. I like casual, simple, stress-free. For this reason, my ideal wedding dream has always seen me and my groom alone in some beautiful private outdoor area. I'm in my simple white summer dress, he's in his simple shirt and tie. We marry, then go on a nice elaborate vacation (which we can afford, because we didn't have to feed a hundred people), where I will lay on the beach in a skimpy bikini drinking gin and tonics. And when we come home we invite all of our friends and family out to dinner and SURPRISE!
Well, that is not how it's going to happen.
The first problem is how much it costs to actually hire someone to marry you outside of an establishment. My real priority has always been to just have a really nice honeymoon, so we decided together that we should save the money and spend the $200 to get married at the courthouse. I'm fine with this.
The second problem came when I realized that the courthouse needs you to have two witnesses who actually know you, present for the ceremony. How do you choose just two people? If you choose one, well, it's rude to not invite this person or that person. Long story short, we've ended up with the full ten guests that we are allowed: My parents, my sister, my grandmother, my close friend Sarah, Rob's three children, his brother, and his friend Tony.
So now it's actually a WEDDING. Joy. Oh, but it gets better...
When Rob and I first met, I was a scrawny 105 lbs. At 5'7", this was disgustingly underweight. Scince then, I've quit smoking and started to eat, well, a bit more than what's necessary. I ballooned to 180 lbs in the last 5 years. A couple of weeks ago, at work, a customer congratulated me on my pregnancy. I'm not pregnant. Devastated, I knew I had to kick this weight once and for all and started to take the baby steps in the right direction. My goal was set for June, and we could get married then.
Now, Rob has just started a new course at school which actually will be running right through the summer, and so the only time we can actually go on our honeymoon is during reading week, which is in FEBRUARY. Um, 50 lbs in 5 months??? Are you freakin' kidding me??? But, I have to do it if I want to wear a teeny bikini on our honeymoon. I WILL NOT sacrifice my honeymoon dream. To motivate myself even further, I've already purchased my dress (which is no longer a summer dress, btw, because an actal wedding seemed to require something a bit more formal), and ordered it just a bit bigger than my goal size so I can get it tailored to fit perfectly. I have no choice but to lose the weight or I'll be stuck with a dress I'll never wear and be out a few hundred bucks.
Well, I suppose that's enough ranting for now. I'm off to toss a salad for lunch and then walk the 2.5 miles to work. I leave you with pictures of my dress (which will be white, not blue):
And of course my engagement ring!
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