Every year I enjoy the candy from Halloween, but not the actual holiday. This is due to the fact that I never have a good costume. CP and I haven’t celebrated Halloween in a few years now- mainly because he hates getting dressed up for the holiday. This year CP and I have two parties to attend where we have to wear costumes.
Here is where you come in- help me find a costume.
I DON'T use the holiday to dress like a slut, I DO use the holiday to be funny.
For a couple years in a row in college (because I didn’t have any money) I would wear a brown t-shirt and pants, a halo, and a pair of wings. My costume? Holy sh*t. It was, in fact, hilarious because as soon as people got drunk, they would scream across the room “Holy sh*t!” all night long. But I have used that costume too many times.
One year in college I dressed in green and taped fake leaves to my body and wore a fake green leave crown. I was Jolly Green Giant and my best friend J (dressed the same way but 6 inches shorter) was Sprout.
I have been looking online for DIY funny Halloween costumes but thought that all of you creative types out there have some good ideas. I’m looking for something that I can put together myself….not too expensively. Do you guys have any suggestions?
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10.10.2011
1.18.2011
Looong weekend
It's currently snowing/freezing rain here so I am enjoying my FOUR day weekend because yesterday was a holiday for me. Yay! I had a great long weekend because J flew up from DC! It was great to show her around our house and town- she last visited us when we lived out west, but I told her not to visit when we lived in bumble MA because there was nothing to do. Now that we live closer to civilization it making having guests so much easier. :-)
On Saturday night we headed to a wine bar and small plates restaurant. While we snacked on a cheese plate, we were able to order quarter, half or full glasses of various wines (a machine pours the glasses). Most of these wines you would only find sold by the bottle at restaurants, so it was nice to get to taste a few different wines between the three of us. For the most part they were all delicious (CP had one Pinot Noir that tasted like a Cab- eww). My favorite red wine of the night was the 2007 Liberty School Cuvee. I had never heard of it before, but if you like Pinot Noirs you will LOVE this wine.
On Saturday night we headed to a wine bar and small plates restaurant. While we snacked on a cheese plate, we were able to order quarter, half or full glasses of various wines (a machine pours the glasses). Most of these wines you would only find sold by the bottle at restaurants, so it was nice to get to taste a few different wines between the three of us. For the most part they were all delicious (CP had one Pinot Noir that tasted like a Cab- eww). My favorite red wine of the night was the 2007 Liberty School Cuvee. I had never heard of it before, but if you like Pinot Noirs you will LOVE this wine.
I can definitely see taking our parents to this place- if you are not careful you could spend a lot of money on wine though!
Fuzzy Britches was excited to sleep in the downstairs guest bedroom. Once again she completely ignored us when it was time to go to bed and instead plopped herself in front of the guest bed and slept there all night. WE are just too boring for her when we have guests. :-)
In other news, there is a quarter marathon (6.55 miles) happening in my town in the beginning of April. I am going to wait to sign up for it until it gets closer to the event because I obviously won't run it if I get pregnant, but it should be a fun race to run! I checked out a training scheduled for a 10K race (close enough) and I should have just enough time to prepare since I already have a 5K base. Yay!
What are you looking forward to?
12.09.2010
How do you push aside doubt?
I am mulling something over in my mind. I am mulling over trying to run a half marathon in the spring.
Every time I think about it, doubt creeps in.
You are not in shape for 13 miles.
You will start to train and will get injured somehow….and will then have to drop out of the race, thus wasting money.
You can’t run 13 miles!
You don’t have the time to train for that.
What about your Plantar fasciitis? It hurts after you run 3 miles, let alone TRAIN for 13.1!
The reasons against trying to run a half continue to swirl around in my head.
BUT.
I was watching the Biggest Loser on Tuesday night. These are people that are 300+ pounds that have turned their life around and were shown running marathons. I am not 300+ pounds, nor do I have Jillian and Bob helping me. But I was a Division 1 athlete (ahem….10 years ago) and know how to push myself.
I have never built up a good base before trying to run something- nor have I ever really “trained” that much for a 5K or longer race. Most of time I just decide that I am going to run something a few weeks in advance and then do it (see 5K this past Sunday). That is most likely why I end up getting hurt.
What if I was to really train? What if I was to ice knees and other body parts down? What if I pushed myself to believe that I COULD and WILL do it?
Fleet Feet has a Half Marathon training program at their nearby store. I would like the schedule of a program, but the ability to run with my iPod on and not have to talk to a training partner.
J has already said that she would come up and run any half that I would want to do (Half marathons are simple for a girl that has already run five marathons. Crazy lady). There is a half in June in a nearby town that sounds doable (especially because I wouldn’t have to travel anywhere). The only potential obstacle would be if I were to get pregnant….then I would definitely have to drop out of the race because my heart rate gets too high when I am running.
How do you deal with doubting thought that creep into your head?
Have you entered my $35 CSN Stores giveaway yet??? What are you waiting for??
Every time I think about it, doubt creeps in.
You are not in shape for 13 miles.
You will start to train and will get injured somehow….and will then have to drop out of the race, thus wasting money.
You can’t run 13 miles!
You don’t have the time to train for that.
What about your Plantar fasciitis? It hurts after you run 3 miles, let alone TRAIN for 13.1!
The reasons against trying to run a half continue to swirl around in my head.
BUT.
I was watching the Biggest Loser on Tuesday night. These are people that are 300+ pounds that have turned their life around and were shown running marathons. I am not 300+ pounds, nor do I have Jillian and Bob helping me. But I was a Division 1 athlete (ahem….10 years ago) and know how to push myself.
I have never built up a good base before trying to run something- nor have I ever really “trained” that much for a 5K or longer race. Most of time I just decide that I am going to run something a few weeks in advance and then do it (see 5K this past Sunday). That is most likely why I end up getting hurt.
What if I was to really train? What if I was to ice knees and other body parts down? What if I pushed myself to believe that I COULD and WILL do it?
Fleet Feet has a Half Marathon training program at their nearby store. I would like the schedule of a program, but the ability to run with my iPod on and not have to talk to a training partner.
J has already said that she would come up and run any half that I would want to do (Half marathons are simple for a girl that has already run five marathons. Crazy lady). There is a half in June in a nearby town that sounds doable (especially because I wouldn’t have to travel anywhere). The only potential obstacle would be if I were to get pregnant….then I would definitely have to drop out of the race because my heart rate gets too high when I am running.
How do you deal with doubting thought that creep into your head?
Have you entered my $35 CSN Stores giveaway yet??? What are you waiting for??
11.04.2010
Ridonkulous
Update on yesterday's post. To my surprise, one of our friends did respond to the email (not me though! Silence was my tactic as to not stir up trouble/add to her attention-seeking ways.). Her response basically said that he should leave his wife before starting a new relationship. If he is not going to leave her, then CS should move on.
Right now I am hopping mad at Holiday Inn Express. Their customer service is ATROCIOUS. Here is the story….I made a hotel reservation for my 10 year reunion at HIE. After talking to J, we realized that she was probably going to arrive a few hours before me. I called the hotel to add her to the reservation so that she could get into our hotel room before CP and I arrived. I was told she was added to my reservation.
That Friday she arrived and was able to check in with no problems. Because she showed up first, she had to put her credit card down. We spent the weekend there and we decided to leave the room on her card and I would send a check.
I check my credit card balance yesterday and oddly enough, there is a charge for half of the hotel room. J informs me that the entire balance showed up on her credit card.
Okay well this should be simple enough to get taken off, right? I called the hotel and informed the woman that we had been double billed. She then informed me that we had two different reservations and that I was a no-show for my reservation. That is why I got charged for the first night. Ummm but we didn’t book two rooms. I called and added J to my room. She was able to see the note in the computer adding J to my reservation. I informed her that I never made a second reservation and that I shouldn’t have to pay for a room I never reserved. I also informed her that I never received a second reservation number. How was I to know about the second booked room? It was clearly the hotel’s fault. She said there was nothing she could do about it. I asked to speak to her manager, she said that she was the general manager.
I wasn’t going to get anywhere with the woman. I then called up HIE’s customer service line to complain. The guy on the phone sympathized with me, wrote up the complaint and said that they have to send it down to the owner and general manager of the hotel to try to get a resolution. So now I am waiting to hear from the hotel to see if they are going to do anything about it. If they haven’t reversed the charge by tomorrow afternoon I will be calling my credit card company to dispute the payment.
*sigh* REALLY? Is Holiday Inn Express really THAT hard up for money that they have to make up reservations and then refuse to refund bogus charges?????
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Right now I am hopping mad at Holiday Inn Express. Their customer service is ATROCIOUS. Here is the story….I made a hotel reservation for my 10 year reunion at HIE. After talking to J, we realized that she was probably going to arrive a few hours before me. I called the hotel to add her to the reservation so that she could get into our hotel room before CP and I arrived. I was told she was added to my reservation.
That Friday she arrived and was able to check in with no problems. Because she showed up first, she had to put her credit card down. We spent the weekend there and we decided to leave the room on her card and I would send a check.
I check my credit card balance yesterday and oddly enough, there is a charge for half of the hotel room. J informs me that the entire balance showed up on her credit card.
Okay well this should be simple enough to get taken off, right? I called the hotel and informed the woman that we had been double billed. She then informed me that we had two different reservations and that I was a no-show for my reservation. That is why I got charged for the first night. Ummm but we didn’t book two rooms. I called and added J to my room. She was able to see the note in the computer adding J to my reservation. I informed her that I never made a second reservation and that I shouldn’t have to pay for a room I never reserved. I also informed her that I never received a second reservation number. How was I to know about the second booked room? It was clearly the hotel’s fault. She said there was nothing she could do about it. I asked to speak to her manager, she said that she was the general manager.
I wasn’t going to get anywhere with the woman. I then called up HIE’s customer service line to complain. The guy on the phone sympathized with me, wrote up the complaint and said that they have to send it down to the owner and general manager of the hotel to try to get a resolution. So now I am waiting to hear from the hotel to see if they are going to do anything about it. If they haven’t reversed the charge by tomorrow afternoon I will be calling my credit card company to dispute the payment.
*sigh* REALLY? Is Holiday Inn Express really THAT hard up for money that they have to make up reservations and then refuse to refund bogus charges?????
10.25.2010
10 years of changes
It’s amazing how something can change so much in 10 years. This past weekend CP and I went down to our alma mater for my 10 year reunion (we didn’t go to his 10 year last year). As we were driving down, we told each other stories about our time at school. We both had very different experiences- which is probably why we never met each other back then!
After we arrived Friday night we met up with J and another friend who drove up from DC. They allowed me to drag them to a track and field party held at a new local bar. I was the oldest alum to show up but got to say hi to my head coach and my former throws coach. It was great seeing former teammates, although there were A LOT of people there that were too young for me to know. CP and my friends were nice enough to allow me to run around the room saying hi and talking to people before we left and went to our favorite bar from college.
When we arrived we were shocked. The bar was half-full with heavy metal playing. They had karaoke going in the other room- something that NEVER would have occurred in our day. It would be too packed with people dancing. The smoking killed all of our throats- at least the alcohol was still cheap! I guess our bar of choice was no longer the “cool” bar for the school. We headed over to one of the hot spots in our day to get late night drunk food- and were shocked to find out that it had been replaced! So sad.
The next morning we got up to tailgate. A large number of girls from my sorority showed up- three of them were pregnant! I think that this event was my favorite part of the weekend because a large number of people attended and the music wasn’t too loud to talk to people and catch up. The actual football game was fun (we won!), but it was definitely more interesting back in college when I knew all of the guys on the team.
First up on Saturday night was a cocktail party for people that graduated in 2000. I was disappointed that more people didn’t show up, but then again we are in our early 30s so everyone might have been resting up for actual party. Once the younger alumni showed up, the dance party music came on and it was hard to talk to people over the loud music. A few girls and I went down to the dance floor for a while, but then it started to get too hot. Around 1am we decided it was time to leave.
Overall, I’m glad that we headed down for the reunion. It was nice to see people that I hadn’t seen in many years and that I only saw on Facebook. CP and J agreed that I was more excited about this weekend than I needed to be. If I had wanted to stay better friends with the people that I saw this weekend I could have. But there is a reason that when I head down to DC or NYC or wherever I don’t contact them to hang out. I have kept in touch with the people that I wanted to stay close with; Facebook is just a nice way to see what others are up to. In the end, I agreed with them. But it was still nice to see the changes in the campus, even if I wasn’t always sure they were good ones. The current students sure have a different experience than we did!
Do you go back for your reunions?
After we arrived Friday night we met up with J and another friend who drove up from DC. They allowed me to drag them to a track and field party held at a new local bar. I was the oldest alum to show up but got to say hi to my head coach and my former throws coach. It was great seeing former teammates, although there were A LOT of people there that were too young for me to know. CP and my friends were nice enough to allow me to run around the room saying hi and talking to people before we left and went to our favorite bar from college.
When we arrived we were shocked. The bar was half-full with heavy metal playing. They had karaoke going in the other room- something that NEVER would have occurred in our day. It would be too packed with people dancing. The smoking killed all of our throats- at least the alcohol was still cheap! I guess our bar of choice was no longer the “cool” bar for the school. We headed over to one of the hot spots in our day to get late night drunk food- and were shocked to find out that it had been replaced! So sad.
The next morning we got up to tailgate. A large number of girls from my sorority showed up- three of them were pregnant! I think that this event was my favorite part of the weekend because a large number of people attended and the music wasn’t too loud to talk to people and catch up. The actual football game was fun (we won!), but it was definitely more interesting back in college when I knew all of the guys on the team.
First up on Saturday night was a cocktail party for people that graduated in 2000. I was disappointed that more people didn’t show up, but then again we are in our early 30s so everyone might have been resting up for actual party. Once the younger alumni showed up, the dance party music came on and it was hard to talk to people over the loud music. A few girls and I went down to the dance floor for a while, but then it started to get too hot. Around 1am we decided it was time to leave.
Overall, I’m glad that we headed down for the reunion. It was nice to see people that I hadn’t seen in many years and that I only saw on Facebook. CP and J agreed that I was more excited about this weekend than I needed to be. If I had wanted to stay better friends with the people that I saw this weekend I could have. But there is a reason that when I head down to DC or NYC or wherever I don’t contact them to hang out. I have kept in touch with the people that I wanted to stay close with; Facebook is just a nice way to see what others are up to. In the end, I agreed with them. But it was still nice to see the changes in the campus, even if I wasn’t always sure they were good ones. The current students sure have a different experience than we did!
Do you go back for your reunions?
10.20.2010
Cheating husbands
For those of you that have been reading long enough, one of my first posts was about how much I love Brett Favre. How manly he is. How sexy he is. Etc. But lately? His butt is getting a little saggier. He is a GRANDFATHER when I am not even a mother yet. And now….sending pictures of his penis to a Jets sideline reporter (I saw the pictures and little Brett? Ehhh). Sidenote: I was talking to J and she and I both agree that we don’t understand why guys think that sending a penis picture to a woman is sexy. I’ve never seen a picture and have instantly been turned on.
After I saw the video I immediately texted my sister “BRETT FAVRE’S PENIS!!” And she’s all like “I KNOW!!!” (We are very mature, I assure you).
What was he thinking??? And the phone messages? Just scream desperation. So Brett? You are no longer sexy to me. You put your wife through this scandal. She stood by you through rehab. Did you try to cheat on her while she was fighting breast cancer too? Time to retire Brett. And take your penis pictures with you.
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Speaking of cheating husbands, last week I had a dream that I was at a cocktail party with CP and we started to talk to some random woman. She was prettier than me and after a few minutes I was pushed out of the conversation. Meanwhile, CP is trying to bed the woman RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME! When I woke up I was instantly mad at him….which is always hilarious because he has no idea what I am talking about until I realize that it was just a dream and there is no real reason to be mad at him. His sarcastic comment to the dream, “Wait. So you are saying that I am not allowed to do that?” Jerk.
Then two nights ago I had a dream that one of our friends won a trip to Europe. It was kind of a last minute thing, but they invited us and we took them up on the offer since the trip was free. I was trying to check in to the flight at the grocery store (huh? Yeah I didn’t get that either) and ended up missing the flight. CP ended up getting on the flight with our friends without me. I told CP about the dream….he now thinks that I am crazy. And then he commented that I have been having a lot of dreams about him leaving me lately. What is up with that? I don't actually think that he wants to leave me, but something is going on in my subconscious. Hmmm.
I don’t really have a good ending for this post. So….THE END.
After I saw the video I immediately texted my sister “BRETT FAVRE’S PENIS!!” And she’s all like “I KNOW!!!” (We are very mature, I assure you).
What was he thinking??? And the phone messages? Just scream desperation. So Brett? You are no longer sexy to me. You put your wife through this scandal. She stood by you through rehab. Did you try to cheat on her while she was fighting breast cancer too? Time to retire Brett. And take your penis pictures with you.
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Speaking of cheating husbands, last week I had a dream that I was at a cocktail party with CP and we started to talk to some random woman. She was prettier than me and after a few minutes I was pushed out of the conversation. Meanwhile, CP is trying to bed the woman RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME! When I woke up I was instantly mad at him….which is always hilarious because he has no idea what I am talking about until I realize that it was just a dream and there is no real reason to be mad at him. His sarcastic comment to the dream, “Wait. So you are saying that I am not allowed to do that?” Jerk.
Then two nights ago I had a dream that one of our friends won a trip to Europe. It was kind of a last minute thing, but they invited us and we took them up on the offer since the trip was free. I was trying to check in to the flight at the grocery store (huh? Yeah I didn’t get that either) and ended up missing the flight. CP ended up getting on the flight with our friends without me. I told CP about the dream….he now thinks that I am crazy. And then he commented that I have been having a lot of dreams about him leaving me lately. What is up with that? I don't actually think that he wants to leave me, but something is going on in my subconscious. Hmmm.
I don’t really have a good ending for this post. So….THE END.
1.05.2010
Go-to person
Do you have a go-to person? Someone that you could call up in the middle of the night and no matter what, they would be there for you? Significant others and parents don’t count.
I know that in the blink of an eye, my best friend and maid of honor J, would be there for me. No matter that she lives in DC and I’m up in MA. She is a true and loyal friend that I know that I can count on. And I would do the same for her.
While drunkenly talking to my sister on New Years Eve, she indicated that she doesn’t have that. Barring her current boyfriend, she said that the first person that she would call would be our mom. We are a close family so I would agree that I would also call my mom. But my sister thought that she would have no one else to call. CP was drunk at this point so he was super cute in telling my sister that she “now has a brother too” and that she could always call us. He was a bit embarrassed the next day to hear that he said this probably four times throughout the conversation, but I thought it was adorable (and true).
Regardless, as my sister and I continue to work on our relationship, I find out more about her. She has over 2000 friends on Facebook (some are not friends but followers of her work, but still), but doesn’t think that she has a single friend that she could call in a moment of crisis? That makes me sad that she doesn’t think that she has a great friend that would be there for her. She did live in LA for a while…..and the stereotype is that people there are flaky and are only friends with you if they think that you could help them further their career…. So my sister is a loyal friend to people that probably don’t deserve it.
On a similar topic, would you consider someone that is married and/or has kids as your go-to person? Or are you more likely to think of a single person as your go-to person because you know that they don’t have any competing interests?
I know that in the blink of an eye, my best friend and maid of honor J, would be there for me. No matter that she lives in DC and I’m up in MA. She is a true and loyal friend that I know that I can count on. And I would do the same for her.
While drunkenly talking to my sister on New Years Eve, she indicated that she doesn’t have that. Barring her current boyfriend, she said that the first person that she would call would be our mom. We are a close family so I would agree that I would also call my mom. But my sister thought that she would have no one else to call. CP was drunk at this point so he was super cute in telling my sister that she “now has a brother too” and that she could always call us. He was a bit embarrassed the next day to hear that he said this probably four times throughout the conversation, but I thought it was adorable (and true).
Regardless, as my sister and I continue to work on our relationship, I find out more about her. She has over 2000 friends on Facebook (some are not friends but followers of her work, but still), but doesn’t think that she has a single friend that she could call in a moment of crisis? That makes me sad that she doesn’t think that she has a great friend that would be there for her. She did live in LA for a while…..and the stereotype is that people there are flaky and are only friends with you if they think that you could help them further their career…. So my sister is a loyal friend to people that probably don’t deserve it.
On a similar topic, would you consider someone that is married and/or has kids as your go-to person? Or are you more likely to think of a single person as your go-to person because you know that they don’t have any competing interests?
10.14.2009
Wedding recap: Saturday part 1
Saturday morning, after a trying night of sleep due to CP’s snoring, I woke up, completely alert at 6:40am. This is despite the fact that I left the party the night before around 12:30 and was desperately trying to go to bed when CP came in at 1am. I knew that there was no way that I was getting back to sleep, so after a nervous bathroom break, I decided to get into the shower and start moving. CP on the other hand, was not ready to get up, as he had a nice headache.
I finally got him out of bed as my stomach was in knots. Turns out, it would be this way all day long. At breakfast, I sat with CP and three of my bridesmaids as I tried to shove food down my throat. Normally that is not difficult, but with my nervous/ anxious stomach? I thought that I was going to throw up. Not from being scared about getting married or scared that CP was the wrong guy, but nervous that the day was going to go okay and that everything was going to get done.
After breakfast I kissed CP goodbye and went upstairs with the girls. The hair stylist arrived and started to do our hair. I had my ipod on shuffle and the mood was fairly chill for most of the day. Once in a while, my mom would come in and ask a question, or update us with the status of things. I guess that she and CP ran around quite a bit that day making sure that everything was ready while I was sequestered with the girls. Although my stomach was in knots, it relieved me to know that the two of them were in control.
We ordered sandwiches so that we wouldn’t be drinking on empty stomachs later on and once again, the anxiety made it hard for me to eat. After lunch I kept looking outside the window to see what the weather was doing. At some points it was pouring rain, at others, it was just cloudy. Three hours before the 3pm ceremony CP made the decision that we were going to have the wedding outside. With 30 minutes to go, an employee came up to my room to ask what we wanted to do. It was currently raining at the time, so I made the decision to have the ceremony in the patio under the tent. I figured that I didn’t want the sky to open up during the ceremony.
About an hour before the ceremony, our photographer came in. My sister was nervous at this point, so she was fanning her armpits. Once my mom rushed in from getting ready, the girls helped me get into my dress. After a few pictures, my maid of honor J popped the champagne and we toasted to the wedding. And yes, my stomach was still in knots.
Right before my mom and the girls were going to head downstairs for the processional, I made a joke about my mom crying. She of course then started to cry, which made me cry and my sister cry. Damnit! Thankfully we had to get the show on the road so we cleaned up and they all headed downstairs.
As soon as the girls walked off though, I saw my dad waiting for me and I started to tear up again. Twice in the span of a couple of minutes? How unlike me! But I composed myself and headed down the stairs to meet my dad.
The processional went fine other than our ring bearer. He got a little nervous (he’s only 4) as everyone was watching him and walked most of the way down the aisle before darting into an empty seat. CP had to come over and take the ring bowl from him. LOL. How cute.
Our officiant, a mutual friend from our time out west did a fantastic job. He talked about our sense of adventure, the first time he met the two of us, and how everyone just knew that we would always be together. CP’s sister read the poem Love by Roy Croft- I simply love the first couple lines of the poem.
I love you
Not only for what you are,
But for what I am
When I am with you.
I love you
Not only for
What you have made of yourself,
But for what
You are making of me.
Our second reading was read by one of my best guy friends from college who just got married a few weeks before us.
Our unity ceremony was actually a plant ceremony. My mom gave us a clipping of a Christmas cactus that my great-grandmother started to grow. We poured some soil and water on it as our officiant spoke about needing to nurture the plant like we need to nurture our marriage. Semi-cheesy, but I think that the fact that it was a family plant saved it from being barf-worthy.
After CP joked about using these as our wedding vows, we ended up saying this:
I take you NSC/CP as my wife/husband
I promise to be your faithful best friend
I promise to communicate openly and truthfully with you
I promise to grow together with you
I give you my hand and my heart
As a sanctuary of warmth and peace
In times of sorrow and joy
In times of failure and triumph
I pledge my love, devotion and honor
As I join my life to yours.
My voice was at a good level when I first started the vows, but as I repeated after our friend, I was so worried about messing up that my voice got softer. Throughout the ceremony I smiled at CP as I couldn’t believe that our day was finally here! Every once in a while I did try to take a deep breath (it was hard to do in my corset dress!) to calm my nervous stomach and beating heart, but I’m not sure that it helped…
I had to help CP push my ring onto my finger, but his went on with no problems. We were announced as husband and wife and we had a nice kiss.
At this point we had successfully made both mothers cry. Score!
I finally got him out of bed as my stomach was in knots. Turns out, it would be this way all day long. At breakfast, I sat with CP and three of my bridesmaids as I tried to shove food down my throat. Normally that is not difficult, but with my nervous/ anxious stomach? I thought that I was going to throw up. Not from being scared about getting married or scared that CP was the wrong guy, but nervous that the day was going to go okay and that everything was going to get done.
After breakfast I kissed CP goodbye and went upstairs with the girls. The hair stylist arrived and started to do our hair. I had my ipod on shuffle and the mood was fairly chill for most of the day. Once in a while, my mom would come in and ask a question, or update us with the status of things. I guess that she and CP ran around quite a bit that day making sure that everything was ready while I was sequestered with the girls. Although my stomach was in knots, it relieved me to know that the two of them were in control.
We ordered sandwiches so that we wouldn’t be drinking on empty stomachs later on and once again, the anxiety made it hard for me to eat. After lunch I kept looking outside the window to see what the weather was doing. At some points it was pouring rain, at others, it was just cloudy. Three hours before the 3pm ceremony CP made the decision that we were going to have the wedding outside. With 30 minutes to go, an employee came up to my room to ask what we wanted to do. It was currently raining at the time, so I made the decision to have the ceremony in the patio under the tent. I figured that I didn’t want the sky to open up during the ceremony.
About an hour before the ceremony, our photographer came in. My sister was nervous at this point, so she was fanning her armpits. Once my mom rushed in from getting ready, the girls helped me get into my dress. After a few pictures, my maid of honor J popped the champagne and we toasted to the wedding. And yes, my stomach was still in knots.
Right before my mom and the girls were going to head downstairs for the processional, I made a joke about my mom crying. She of course then started to cry, which made me cry and my sister cry. Damnit! Thankfully we had to get the show on the road so we cleaned up and they all headed downstairs.
As soon as the girls walked off though, I saw my dad waiting for me and I started to tear up again. Twice in the span of a couple of minutes? How unlike me! But I composed myself and headed down the stairs to meet my dad.
The processional went fine other than our ring bearer. He got a little nervous (he’s only 4) as everyone was watching him and walked most of the way down the aisle before darting into an empty seat. CP had to come over and take the ring bowl from him. LOL. How cute.
Our officiant, a mutual friend from our time out west did a fantastic job. He talked about our sense of adventure, the first time he met the two of us, and how everyone just knew that we would always be together. CP’s sister read the poem Love by Roy Croft- I simply love the first couple lines of the poem.
I love you
Not only for what you are,
But for what I am
When I am with you.
I love you
Not only for
What you have made of yourself,
But for what
You are making of me.
Our second reading was read by one of my best guy friends from college who just got married a few weeks before us.
Our unity ceremony was actually a plant ceremony. My mom gave us a clipping of a Christmas cactus that my great-grandmother started to grow. We poured some soil and water on it as our officiant spoke about needing to nurture the plant like we need to nurture our marriage. Semi-cheesy, but I think that the fact that it was a family plant saved it from being barf-worthy.
After CP joked about using these as our wedding vows, we ended up saying this:
I take you NSC/CP as my wife/husband
I promise to be your faithful best friend
I promise to communicate openly and truthfully with you
I promise to grow together with you
I give you my hand and my heart
As a sanctuary of warmth and peace
In times of sorrow and joy
In times of failure and triumph
I pledge my love, devotion and honor
As I join my life to yours.
My voice was at a good level when I first started the vows, but as I repeated after our friend, I was so worried about messing up that my voice got softer. Throughout the ceremony I smiled at CP as I couldn’t believe that our day was finally here! Every once in a while I did try to take a deep breath (it was hard to do in my corset dress!) to calm my nervous stomach and beating heart, but I’m not sure that it helped…
I had to help CP push my ring onto my finger, but his went on with no problems. We were announced as husband and wife and we had a nice kiss.
At this point we had successfully made both mothers cry. Score!
10.13.2009
Wedding recap: Friday
Friday
People started to arrive throughout the day. I got a little annoyed at my sister as she and her boyfriend went off to gallivant in the foliage, promising to leave for only an hour or two, only to arrive back at the Inn in just enough time to shower and get ready for the rehearsal dinner. Meanwhile, CP and some of the groomsmen put together and hung lanterns in our tent and dropped off the out of town bags before going into one of the Inn rooms and drinking a bunch before the rehearsal dinner. My parents and I put together the favors, meanwhile greeting friends and family. Finally I was able to find CP and we were ready just in time for the rehearsal dinner.
The rehearsal dinner was an informal BBQ at the Inn where we were set to get married which was great. Everyone wore jeans and the only annoying thing was how much the Inn charged people for drinks. It’s not like we were in NYC! The other weird thing was the chef (one of the owners) only put out 50 plates. It was a buffet, so not like our guests were eating a ton of food, but it is not unheard of to take a little of each thing to make sure that everyone gets some and then go back again for seconds. Plus, a couple of people rolled in later than the 6:30 start time and it took 10 minutes for her to bring out more plates. Ridiculous.
Otherwise, dinner was fine and it was time for the slideshow. My maid of honor put it together and there were a few snafus in getting it loaded, but it was about 30 pictures total of CP and I throughout the years (including one of CP in drag for Halloween- HILARIOUS). There was also a mystery video from my sister that they had problems playing because it was on her Mac. We finally got it played and it was DONOVAN MCNABB (QB of the Philadelphia Eagles) saying “Congratulations CP and NSC on your wedding. Congratulations.” OMG. I almost pooped a brick I was so excited. I guess my sister saw him at a Superbowl party LAST FEBRUARY and filmed him on her Blackberry. SO F*ING COOL. CP was a little miffed that she didn’t get Tom Brady (QB of his favorite team the New England Patriots) to say anything, but I told him he was pushing his luck.
CP’s stepfather has a license to blow up fireworks in the state of NH so he was going to have an awesome display, but it unfortunately started to rain. So no fireworks that night. :-( After the rehearsal dinner we invited ALL of our wedding guests to come to the Inn for a pre-wedding celebration- we figured that there was nothing else to do in that part of NH Friday night anyway! It was great to see friends and hang out with them after they had traveled such a far distance to be there.
That night CP and I both did a bunch of shots- to celebrate my friend passing the bar, to celebrate our wedding, etc. I wisely drank water periodically as I didn’t want to be hungover the next day. CP? Well, he did not. Finally at midnight I decided that it was time for me to go to bed. I could still hear friends drinking and laughing and texted my sister to make sure that CP drank water. She tried to have a chugging contest with him (with water), but he didn’t fall for it. LOL. I then complained a bit to my maid of honor that people were loud, and thankfully she went downstairs and told people that I was trying to sleep and to keep it down. And that is why she is so awesome.
CP finally came into our cottage around 1am and I spent most of the night listening to his snoring. I kept trying to roll him over onto his side and it wasn’t working. *sigh* I was annoyed with him, but figured that I wouldn’t let it ruin the wedding day.
To be continued….
People started to arrive throughout the day. I got a little annoyed at my sister as she and her boyfriend went off to gallivant in the foliage, promising to leave for only an hour or two, only to arrive back at the Inn in just enough time to shower and get ready for the rehearsal dinner. Meanwhile, CP and some of the groomsmen put together and hung lanterns in our tent and dropped off the out of town bags before going into one of the Inn rooms and drinking a bunch before the rehearsal dinner. My parents and I put together the favors, meanwhile greeting friends and family. Finally I was able to find CP and we were ready just in time for the rehearsal dinner.
The rehearsal dinner was an informal BBQ at the Inn where we were set to get married which was great. Everyone wore jeans and the only annoying thing was how much the Inn charged people for drinks. It’s not like we were in NYC! The other weird thing was the chef (one of the owners) only put out 50 plates. It was a buffet, so not like our guests were eating a ton of food, but it is not unheard of to take a little of each thing to make sure that everyone gets some and then go back again for seconds. Plus, a couple of people rolled in later than the 6:30 start time and it took 10 minutes for her to bring out more plates. Ridiculous.
Otherwise, dinner was fine and it was time for the slideshow. My maid of honor put it together and there were a few snafus in getting it loaded, but it was about 30 pictures total of CP and I throughout the years (including one of CP in drag for Halloween- HILARIOUS). There was also a mystery video from my sister that they had problems playing because it was on her Mac. We finally got it played and it was DONOVAN MCNABB (QB of the Philadelphia Eagles) saying “Congratulations CP and NSC on your wedding. Congratulations.” OMG. I almost pooped a brick I was so excited. I guess my sister saw him at a Superbowl party LAST FEBRUARY and filmed him on her Blackberry. SO F*ING COOL. CP was a little miffed that she didn’t get Tom Brady (QB of his favorite team the New England Patriots) to say anything, but I told him he was pushing his luck.
CP’s stepfather has a license to blow up fireworks in the state of NH so he was going to have an awesome display, but it unfortunately started to rain. So no fireworks that night. :-( After the rehearsal dinner we invited ALL of our wedding guests to come to the Inn for a pre-wedding celebration- we figured that there was nothing else to do in that part of NH Friday night anyway! It was great to see friends and hang out with them after they had traveled such a far distance to be there.
That night CP and I both did a bunch of shots- to celebrate my friend passing the bar, to celebrate our wedding, etc. I wisely drank water periodically as I didn’t want to be hungover the next day. CP? Well, he did not. Finally at midnight I decided that it was time for me to go to bed. I could still hear friends drinking and laughing and texted my sister to make sure that CP drank water. She tried to have a chugging contest with him (with water), but he didn’t fall for it. LOL. I then complained a bit to my maid of honor that people were loud, and thankfully she went downstairs and told people that I was trying to sleep and to keep it down. And that is why she is so awesome.
CP finally came into our cottage around 1am and I spent most of the night listening to his snoring. I kept trying to roll him over onto his side and it wasn’t working. *sigh* I was annoyed with him, but figured that I wouldn’t let it ruin the wedding day.
To be continued….
9.02.2009
Bachelorette weekend synopsis
The quick synopsis of the bachelorette party this weekend (b/c otherwise this post could go on FOREVER):
Thursday
Michael Franti & Spearhead/ G Love concert. Cold. Rainy. But still fun. Found out my friend that I had all of the pregnancy discussions with is pregnant!
Friday
J made me go for a run that morning and I thought that I was going to vomit from all of the wine we had the night before. Cubs win against the Mets! More drinking at game and then at a nearby bar. Dinner at a yummy tapas restaurant and sangria. Drag show with my MOM. We made her tip one of the “women” which was hilarious. My mom leaves (after leaving us with a hilarious quote- “you guys must play with the penis tonight”- in reference to the penis shot glass one of my friends had me wear) and the rest of us head to the bar. * At the bar, we decided that my mom's line was so funny that we would text it to at least one friend to find out their reaction. One of my sister's guy friends? "Moms do know best." :-)
Saturday
Pedicures, then lunch at the best deep dish pizza place ever. A little bit of shopping and then pre-partying in our hotel room. I didn't eat enough dinner (basically just some cheese and crackers) so I was pretty drunk. We then headed over to a bar for a cover band. Band had all of the bachelorettes get up on stage fairly early on in the night. I told the lead singer to "suck it" (Whaaaat??? It's what the back of her t-shirt said). She then had me say it again into the mic for the whole crowd. :-) Drinking, shots, dancing, etc. all night long. Two of my friends hook up with the same dude who looks like James Mardsen (actor). We then go to Wiener Circle for late night food and to see a chocolate milkshake.** Afterwards, I guess that I jokingly grabbed my boobs and said “I know where you can get a vanilla milkshake!”*** Vomit after getting back to hotel.
Today is the first day that I have somewhat of a voice since Friday. 30 years old is too old for three straight days of drinking. Out of 100s of photos taken of that weekend, so far 15 or so have gone up on Facebook. I had too much of the usual bachelorette “attire” on (i.e. penis shot glass, veil with flashing penises, penis whistle, penis straws, etc.). But that’s a sign of a good party, right?
*This comment is TOTALLY out of character for my mom. She is a conservative-dressing attorney who didn't take a shot until age 50, hadn't gambled until age 45, and has certainly never been to a male strip club. Surprisingly enough, she HAD been to a drag show back in the 70s.
**Chocolate milkshake= the large black woman behind the counter lifting up her shirt and either not wearing a bra on or lifting up her bra at the same time and then shaking her boobs. Although I don’t remember half of the night, that image will be burned in my brain for all of eternity.
***Yeah, I totally don’t remember saying this.
Number of times “penis” was used in this post: 6
Number of times “boobs” was used in this post: 2
Thursday
Michael Franti & Spearhead/ G Love concert. Cold. Rainy. But still fun. Found out my friend that I had all of the pregnancy discussions with is pregnant!
Friday
J made me go for a run that morning and I thought that I was going to vomit from all of the wine we had the night before. Cubs win against the Mets! More drinking at game and then at a nearby bar. Dinner at a yummy tapas restaurant and sangria. Drag show with my MOM. We made her tip one of the “women” which was hilarious. My mom leaves (after leaving us with a hilarious quote- “you guys must play with the penis tonight”- in reference to the penis shot glass one of my friends had me wear) and the rest of us head to the bar. * At the bar, we decided that my mom's line was so funny that we would text it to at least one friend to find out their reaction. One of my sister's guy friends? "Moms do know best." :-)
Saturday
Pedicures, then lunch at the best deep dish pizza place ever. A little bit of shopping and then pre-partying in our hotel room. I didn't eat enough dinner (basically just some cheese and crackers) so I was pretty drunk. We then headed over to a bar for a cover band. Band had all of the bachelorettes get up on stage fairly early on in the night. I told the lead singer to "suck it" (Whaaaat??? It's what the back of her t-shirt said). She then had me say it again into the mic for the whole crowd. :-) Drinking, shots, dancing, etc. all night long. Two of my friends hook up with the same dude who looks like James Mardsen (actor). We then go to Wiener Circle for late night food and to see a chocolate milkshake.** Afterwards, I guess that I jokingly grabbed my boobs and said “I know where you can get a vanilla milkshake!”*** Vomit after getting back to hotel.
Today is the first day that I have somewhat of a voice since Friday. 30 years old is too old for three straight days of drinking. Out of 100s of photos taken of that weekend, so far 15 or so have gone up on Facebook. I had too much of the usual bachelorette “attire” on (i.e. penis shot glass, veil with flashing penises, penis whistle, penis straws, etc.). But that’s a sign of a good party, right?
*This comment is TOTALLY out of character for my mom. She is a conservative-dressing attorney who didn't take a shot until age 50, hadn't gambled until age 45, and has certainly never been to a male strip club. Surprisingly enough, she HAD been to a drag show back in the 70s.
**Chocolate milkshake= the large black woman behind the counter lifting up her shirt and either not wearing a bra on or lifting up her bra at the same time and then shaking her boobs. Although I don’t remember half of the night, that image will be burned in my brain for all of eternity.
***Yeah, I totally don’t remember saying this.
Number of times “penis” was used in this post: 6
Number of times “boobs” was used in this post: 2
8.26.2009
Much needed girls weekend aka my bachelorette party!
I am really looking forward to this long weekend with some much-needed time with some of my favorite girls. I am hoping that all of my crazy thoughts from last week and earlier this week are gone and that I can enjoy my bachelorette party! We have an event-filled weekend planned and I hope that I am able to keep up in my old age!
Tomorrow morning I fly into Chicago and after getting settled, a bunch of us are headed out to Ravinia for a Michael Franti and G Love concert!
Friday morning J and I hope to fit in a quick run and then 6 of us are headed to the Cubs game. Afterwards, we have dinner at one of my favorite restaurants- Café Bar-Ba-Reeba. Between the beer at the game and the sangria at dinner, I’m pretty sure we will be well liquored up for whatever we are doing that night (I am not privy to the plans).
Saturday plans are up in the air. Beach day? Pool day? Watching hot pro volleyball players? Who knows. Then Saturday night it will be another night of drinking.
Boy is my liver going to hurt after this coming weekend. Needless to say, I am going to try to eat somewhat healthy during the day and not worry about all of the WW points the drinks that I am going to consume will be. I will only be having one bachelorette party and I want to live it up without remorse!*
*Of course Monday I will have to hit the gym EXTRA hard, but it will all be worth it!!
Tomorrow morning I fly into Chicago and after getting settled, a bunch of us are headed out to Ravinia for a Michael Franti and G Love concert!
Friday morning J and I hope to fit in a quick run and then 6 of us are headed to the Cubs game. Afterwards, we have dinner at one of my favorite restaurants- Café Bar-Ba-Reeba. Between the beer at the game and the sangria at dinner, I’m pretty sure we will be well liquored up for whatever we are doing that night (I am not privy to the plans).
Saturday plans are up in the air. Beach day? Pool day? Watching hot pro volleyball players? Who knows. Then Saturday night it will be another night of drinking.
Boy is my liver going to hurt after this coming weekend. Needless to say, I am going to try to eat somewhat healthy during the day and not worry about all of the WW points the drinks that I am going to consume will be. I will only be having one bachelorette party and I want to live it up without remorse!*
*Of course Monday I will have to hit the gym EXTRA hard, but it will all be worth it!!
8.25.2009
Crazy town, population 1
Wow. Yesterday I downward-spiraled into Crazy town, population 1. At times I thought that I was going to throw up, at times I had to seriously resist the urge to cry, and had yet another headache. Irrational thoughts swirled through my head all day. I barely got any work done.
After being talked off the ledge by three girl friends and you guys, I’m MUCH better today. Thank you for all of your kind comments. I spoke to CP about all of my irrational thoughts last night. Because they were irrational thoughts, it was hard to actually explain what was going on in my mind!! I even told him that I knew that they were irrational thoughts, that I didn’t know where they were coming from, and that I have no idea how to get rid of them. One of my friends suggested wine (which we all know makes everything better!) so I had two glasses with dinner. Annnd then CP and I ended up retiring to the bedroom early. :-) He said that he loved me a bit less when I was crazy, but loves me more now that I am normal. Ha ha.
J thinks that I had an anxiety attack b/c of my stomach pain, headache, jitters, irrational thoughts, etc. (she gets them sometimes herself). If it’s true it’s juuuuust what I need in the last 5 weeks leading up to the wedding! The only upside? I would lose a bunch of weight b/c not only did I run during lunch, but went home to do No More Trouble Zones and wasn’t hungry all day long. I had too much excess energy and thought that exercise would be a good way to get rid of it. I jokingly said to CP that I would lose a bunch of weight and he said that I would- and that I would also lose a 200 pound fiancé! Jerk. ;-) I think that I will take the fiancé over losing crazy weight.
Anyway, I am weird. I hope that you had a much better day than I did yesterday! :-)
After being talked off the ledge by three girl friends and you guys, I’m MUCH better today. Thank you for all of your kind comments. I spoke to CP about all of my irrational thoughts last night. Because they were irrational thoughts, it was hard to actually explain what was going on in my mind!! I even told him that I knew that they were irrational thoughts, that I didn’t know where they were coming from, and that I have no idea how to get rid of them. One of my friends suggested wine (which we all know makes everything better!) so I had two glasses with dinner. Annnd then CP and I ended up retiring to the bedroom early. :-) He said that he loved me a bit less when I was crazy, but loves me more now that I am normal. Ha ha.
J thinks that I had an anxiety attack b/c of my stomach pain, headache, jitters, irrational thoughts, etc. (she gets them sometimes herself). If it’s true it’s juuuuust what I need in the last 5 weeks leading up to the wedding! The only upside? I would lose a bunch of weight b/c not only did I run during lunch, but went home to do No More Trouble Zones and wasn’t hungry all day long. I had too much excess energy and thought that exercise would be a good way to get rid of it. I jokingly said to CP that I would lose a bunch of weight and he said that I would- and that I would also lose a 200 pound fiancé! Jerk. ;-) I think that I will take the fiancé over losing crazy weight.
Anyway, I am weird. I hope that you had a much better day than I did yesterday! :-)
6.24.2009
Shower
This weekend was the first of two bridal showers for me this summer. My lovely mother flew in from Chicago for the weekend and it was great to see her! The hosts were my maid of honor J and an old family friend that I call “aunt” even though we are not related. It was a fairly intimate affair which I originally thought would look weird or sad, but it ended up being really nice. My aunt and J made all of the food- including a delicious caramel pecan cheesecake (YUM!). When my aunt asked what my favorite food was, I’m pretty sure she wasn’t expecting me to answer “corn.” Ha! She was a trooper though- putting corn in not one, but two of the dishes!
As a really cute touch, she asked my mom to send her old pictures of me in advance so that she could frame them and put them around the table. Some of them were hilarious! It was funny for my friends to see them as my oldest friend there was J and she has only known me since freshman year in college. My aunt also ordered M&Ms that said “NSC and CP” or “CP and NSC” on them which was a cute touch.
After the delicious lunch I started to open presents. There was a catch though- J had called CP earlier that week with predetermined questions and for every question that I got right, I then got to open a present. Since I had consumed a few champagne glasses by this point, I had a fantastic time babbling on with stories relating to the questions.
All in all, a really good time. CP’s mom and sister have planned another one for me in August- hopefully it’s just as fun!*
*Although there really is no need for TWO bridal showers. Oh well.
As a really cute touch, she asked my mom to send her old pictures of me in advance so that she could frame them and put them around the table. Some of them were hilarious! It was funny for my friends to see them as my oldest friend there was J and she has only known me since freshman year in college. My aunt also ordered M&Ms that said “NSC and CP” or “CP and NSC” on them which was a cute touch.
After the delicious lunch I started to open presents. There was a catch though- J had called CP earlier that week with predetermined questions and for every question that I got right, I then got to open a present. Since I had consumed a few champagne glasses by this point, I had a fantastic time babbling on with stories relating to the questions.
All in all, a really good time. CP’s mom and sister have planned another one for me in August- hopefully it’s just as fun!*
*Although there really is no need for TWO bridal showers. Oh well.
6.01.2009
Crappyness all around
This was not quite the weekend I was envisioning after CP called on Thursday night to let me know that he would be working all weekend. In fact, yesterday I was hoping that the weekend could go by faster (who even says that?).
Crappy event #1: Saturday I woke up and was disappointed to see on my Wii Fit that I have gained back 10 of the pounds I worked SO HARD to lose just a few months ago. SH*T. I knew that my pants had been feeling tighter and that I was starting to not like the looks of myself again. It has been the combination of drinking more, eating crappier foods because they are more readily available, and not working out like I was at home (especially the whole not being able to run because of my hamstring thing).
So, I decided to head to the gym and even though I could feel my hamstring, I ended up running a slow 2.75 miles and walking another 1.5 miles. I was pretty happy with that result. Afterwards, I went to the grocery store and picked up only healthy things- lots of fruit and vegetables. I have one month left in DC and darnit, I am going to lose some of this weight!!
Crappy event #2: Saturday night I went out with my maid of honor J. We went out with some of her friends for a birthday and also met up with JS, a college friend of mine. I ended up drinking WAY too much. I know that I started to drink water later on in the night, but I think that it was too late. When I got home I puked and then puked again in the morning. I felt dizzy all day yesterday, slept most of the day and even today I am still not right! I even have lovely puffy eyes, along with some broken blood vessels on my eyelids and a sore throat so I sound like a man. Oh yes, I am THAT sexy right now.
Crappy event #3: One of my coworkers is single and so is my friend JS. I figured that if I let the two of them meet, if they hit it off great, if they don’t then no big deal. We have already established that I was drunk so by the time my coworker came, I probably had no idea what I was saying. It looked like the two of them were hitting it off, so I would check on them every once in a while and then go off and talk to other people for a while. While in the cab home, JS told me that my coworker said something bad about his appearance. I wonder if the bar was just too loud and he really couldn’t hear what she was saying, but if she really said something rude like that to his face then I am going to have to kick some a**. Knowing that he is my friend- a friend that I have had since freshman year in college- why would you be rude and say something mean to his face? He is a good looking guy so if he is not your type then fine. I have to find out more details….
UPDATE: I talked to my coworker and it turns out that she was just playing around with him. I'm guessing the loud bar and the fact that they don't know each other contributed to the misunderstanding. She feels bad that he took it the wrong way, he feels bad he took the wrong way, etc. Too bad because she thought that he was cute and was surprised that he didn't try to walk her out to her car. Oh well.
Crappy event #4: Instead of having J go home with some douche bag that she has hooked up with in the past, she came home with me. Before we went to bed however, we got into a fight. She kept saying that I didn’t know what is like to be single anymore. I kept arguing that being here in DC is a lot like being single because I come home to an empty apartment and only talk to CP once a day. We didn’t resolve anything before going to bed and haven’t talked about the fight because we were both so dead yesterday. I would like to have a conversation with her about this now that we are sober. I do agree that I don’t know what it is like to be single right now….but these past two months have sure felt like I was single! I certainly don’t think that I throw my engagement in her face….but maybe this has to do with the fact that JS and I essentially co*kblocked her from hooking up with the loser on Saturday night?
*sigh*
Crappy event #1: Saturday I woke up and was disappointed to see on my Wii Fit that I have gained back 10 of the pounds I worked SO HARD to lose just a few months ago. SH*T. I knew that my pants had been feeling tighter and that I was starting to not like the looks of myself again. It has been the combination of drinking more, eating crappier foods because they are more readily available, and not working out like I was at home (especially the whole not being able to run because of my hamstring thing).
So, I decided to head to the gym and even though I could feel my hamstring, I ended up running a slow 2.75 miles and walking another 1.5 miles. I was pretty happy with that result. Afterwards, I went to the grocery store and picked up only healthy things- lots of fruit and vegetables. I have one month left in DC and darnit, I am going to lose some of this weight!!
Crappy event #2: Saturday night I went out with my maid of honor J. We went out with some of her friends for a birthday and also met up with JS, a college friend of mine. I ended up drinking WAY too much. I know that I started to drink water later on in the night, but I think that it was too late. When I got home I puked and then puked again in the morning. I felt dizzy all day yesterday, slept most of the day and even today I am still not right! I even have lovely puffy eyes, along with some broken blood vessels on my eyelids and a sore throat so I sound like a man. Oh yes, I am THAT sexy right now.
Crappy event #3: One of my coworkers is single and so is my friend JS. I figured that if I let the two of them meet, if they hit it off great, if they don’t then no big deal. We have already established that I was drunk so by the time my coworker came, I probably had no idea what I was saying. It looked like the two of them were hitting it off, so I would check on them every once in a while and then go off and talk to other people for a while. While in the cab home, JS told me that my coworker said something bad about his appearance. I wonder if the bar was just too loud and he really couldn’t hear what she was saying, but if she really said something rude like that to his face then I am going to have to kick some a**. Knowing that he is my friend- a friend that I have had since freshman year in college- why would you be rude and say something mean to his face? He is a good looking guy so if he is not your type then fine. I have to find out more details….
UPDATE: I talked to my coworker and it turns out that she was just playing around with him. I'm guessing the loud bar and the fact that they don't know each other contributed to the misunderstanding. She feels bad that he took it the wrong way, he feels bad he took the wrong way, etc. Too bad because she thought that he was cute and was surprised that he didn't try to walk her out to her car. Oh well.
Crappy event #4: Instead of having J go home with some douche bag that she has hooked up with in the past, she came home with me. Before we went to bed however, we got into a fight. She kept saying that I didn’t know what is like to be single anymore. I kept arguing that being here in DC is a lot like being single because I come home to an empty apartment and only talk to CP once a day. We didn’t resolve anything before going to bed and haven’t talked about the fight because we were both so dead yesterday. I would like to have a conversation with her about this now that we are sober. I do agree that I don’t know what it is like to be single right now….but these past two months have sure felt like I was single! I certainly don’t think that I throw my engagement in her face….but maybe this has to do with the fact that JS and I essentially co*kblocked her from hooking up with the loser on Saturday night?
*sigh*
4.06.2009
First weekend in DC
This weekend was a fun first weekend in DC. Friday night my maid of honor J and I tried to hit a bridal store in an effort to check out bridesmaid dresses, but didn't check the hours so ended up having only five minutes to look around the store. Whoops. J has now left for a short vacation so hopefully we can get back to the bridal store later this week.
Saturday morning I woke up and headed over to a friend's house for pre-Cherry Blossom Parade mimosas. We unfortunately missed the Grand Marshal of the parade, Alex Trebek, but had fun watching the last hour or so anyway. From there we fought crowds near the Tidal Basin and had a late lunch. The sun and the early drinking completely wiped me out. At least my weird tan lines have faded away!!
Yesterday I had to run some errands, including stopping by one of my favorite stores DSW. I ended up buying more than I originally went in for (that place is like Target!!). My purchases:
I seem to walk around a lot at work these days and my current work shoes are hurting my knees. I'm hoping these will be a bit better...
Every year I get a new pair of Tevas. They are the MOST comfortable flip flops for my feet.
I didn't go into DSW for these shoes, but as soon as I saw them, I thought that they would be perfect for my commuting walk both here in DC and when I get back to MA. They are seriously comfortable and I don't have to lace them up every morning!
So I need a new purse for the spring/ summer. I bought this purse, but I am not completely sold on it. What do you guys think?
3.31.2009
Nervous
Shortly after arriving in DC my best friend and maid of honor has informed me that I will be running in the George Washington Parkway Classic- a 10 mile race on April 26th!
I had talked previously about wanting to run a half marathon sometime before the wedding, but because I wasn't sure if I was heading down to DC and after thinking about the time needed to prepare for a race of that length, I dropped the idea. I have continued to run at the gym for the past couple of weeks though (with the exception of taking a week off when I was sick), but instead of upping my mileage, I have been constantly running 4-5 miles each time.
While that is great, I really wish that I would have known about this race so that I could have been running longer distances! I now have a month to double my mileage. Hopefully this is possible!??!
Last week I ran three times- running 4 miles each day, and then walking another mile. I was hoping to run 6 miles last Saturday, but the gym was so hot that I gave up after 4 miles.
Time to get crackin'!!
I had talked previously about wanting to run a half marathon sometime before the wedding, but because I wasn't sure if I was heading down to DC and after thinking about the time needed to prepare for a race of that length, I dropped the idea. I have continued to run at the gym for the past couple of weeks though (with the exception of taking a week off when I was sick), but instead of upping my mileage, I have been constantly running 4-5 miles each time.
While that is great, I really wish that I would have known about this race so that I could have been running longer distances! I now have a month to double my mileage. Hopefully this is possible!??!
Last week I ran three times- running 4 miles each day, and then walking another mile. I was hoping to run 6 miles last Saturday, but the gym was so hot that I gave up after 4 miles.
Time to get crackin'!!
3.24.2009
Rushing to wrap things up
So Friday afternoon I got a surprise phone call from my manager- I am headed down to DC for three months. As of the day before, my rotation down there was postponed, if not cancelled entirely. So this was quite a change of events.
Yesterday and today I have been rushing around trying to get everything ready. Contacting friends in DC to tell them that I will see them soon (including my maid of honor J). Forwarding my mail. Getting my housing all set. Wrapping up all of my projects here at work. Phew!
I leave Monday, my first day is Tuesday. I will stay at a very nice apartment complex through a furnished corporate housing company that is only two blocks from one of my college friends. Unfortunately they are not able to get me in on Monday, so I have to stay at a hotel for three nights and then move in after work on the 2nd. Oh well.
Poor CP is going to be stuck in our small town with Fuzzy Britches as his only friend within an hour drive. I hope that he decides to come down twice as opposed to just once, but we’ll see. That means having to figure out what to do with the dog, but maybe we can use my per diem for that. There are obviously many more things going on in DC!
I offered to help him do a bunch of household things before I left, but he said no because he needs things to do while I am gone! So sad. He also hasn’t done his own laundry in two years (seriously) so I fear coming back to large loads of laundry! Not to mention garbage piled up in our trash bin outside because he won’t remember that he has to put it out before leaving for work on Thursday. He IS 32, but still- I do a lot of those things at home because he simply doesn't remember.
While I am looking forward to the opportunity, I am very sad that CP and I will be apart for three months. I know that our relationship can handle it, but that's not to say that it will be fun...
Yesterday and today I have been rushing around trying to get everything ready. Contacting friends in DC to tell them that I will see them soon (including my maid of honor J). Forwarding my mail. Getting my housing all set. Wrapping up all of my projects here at work. Phew!
I leave Monday, my first day is Tuesday. I will stay at a very nice apartment complex through a furnished corporate housing company that is only two blocks from one of my college friends. Unfortunately they are not able to get me in on Monday, so I have to stay at a hotel for three nights and then move in after work on the 2nd. Oh well.
Poor CP is going to be stuck in our small town with Fuzzy Britches as his only friend within an hour drive. I hope that he decides to come down twice as opposed to just once, but we’ll see. That means having to figure out what to do with the dog, but maybe we can use my per diem for that. There are obviously many more things going on in DC!
I offered to help him do a bunch of household things before I left, but he said no because he needs things to do while I am gone! So sad. He also hasn’t done his own laundry in two years (seriously) so I fear coming back to large loads of laundry! Not to mention garbage piled up in our trash bin outside because he won’t remember that he has to put it out before leaving for work on Thursday. He IS 32, but still- I do a lot of those things at home because he simply doesn't remember.
While I am looking forward to the opportunity, I am very sad that CP and I will be apart for three months. I know that our relationship can handle it, but that's not to say that it will be fun...
2.25.2009
Could I really do it?
Don’t you love those days where you feel like you can work out forever? I had one of those days last week when I had been running for 5 miles at a 10:30/ mile pace (yes it is slow- don’t judge!) and I seriously felt like I could run all day. Maybe it was because I took two days off from the gym and my legs were fresh. It certainly wasn’t due to the garlic bread pretzels I ate in the car on the way to the gym (how am I losing weight again?).
I was so excited that I emailed my best friend/ maid of honor J, asking her if she thought I could run a half-marathon by the time I leave DC in July. I mean, what a way to lose weight right? J is a marathon runner. She is much faster than I am. However, if we were able to train together while I am down in DC we would be able to spend more time together and she could motivate me. She also knows what kind of program I would need to be on in order to complete a half marathon. I don’t even know how to go about training for one. But it was sure nice burning 800+ calories on my five mile run. Just imagine how many calories I would burn running 13.1 miles! Who knows if this is even possible??
Would I even have the time to really train for this? I do want to see friends while I am down in DC and CP and I have said that we are going to try to see each other every two weeks. I will be down in DC for a total of 13 weekends. Probably 5 or 6 of those weekends CP and I will get together. At least one weekend will be spent with my parents in NH as they want to meet CP’s parents before the wedding. One weekend will be spent at my bridal shower in VA (well, I guess that is just one day and I could do a long run the other day). *sigh*
Have any of you run a half marathon before? Did you want to kill yourself afterwards? How did you train for it? Where did you get your training program from? Any and all advice is appreciated!
I was so excited that I emailed my best friend/ maid of honor J, asking her if she thought I could run a half-marathon by the time I leave DC in July. I mean, what a way to lose weight right? J is a marathon runner. She is much faster than I am. However, if we were able to train together while I am down in DC we would be able to spend more time together and she could motivate me. She also knows what kind of program I would need to be on in order to complete a half marathon. I don’t even know how to go about training for one. But it was sure nice burning 800+ calories on my five mile run. Just imagine how many calories I would burn running 13.1 miles! Who knows if this is even possible??
Would I even have the time to really train for this? I do want to see friends while I am down in DC and CP and I have said that we are going to try to see each other every two weeks. I will be down in DC for a total of 13 weekends. Probably 5 or 6 of those weekends CP and I will get together. At least one weekend will be spent with my parents in NH as they want to meet CP’s parents before the wedding. One weekend will be spent at my bridal shower in VA (well, I guess that is just one day and I could do a long run the other day). *sigh*
Have any of you run a half marathon before? Did you want to kill yourself afterwards? How did you train for it? Where did you get your training program from? Any and all advice is appreciated!
12.19.2008
Down to DC again
This morning I am leeeeeaving ooooooooon a jet plane- to DC! J has planned a busy weekend.... including a 5 mile race*, a belated birthday dinner, and the EAGLES- REDSKINS GAME on Sunday (YAY!). I also get to run around DC on Friday and Monday being a tourist with friends. Needless to say, I will probably be very exhausted when I get back to MA on Monday night. At least I only have a day and a half of work before heading off to Chicago for Christmas!!
*Hopefully I will be able to replicate my performance from the 5 mile run on the treadmill Tuesday night!
*Hopefully I will be able to replicate my performance from the 5 mile run on the treadmill Tuesday night!
12.17.2008
Go me!
So I am going to brag a little bit now....last night I went to the gym with the intention of seeing how far I could run. I was a little worried about the 5 mile run my friend J signed me up for on Saturday (I am heading down to DC to see her this weekend). I mean, I finally ran a mile under 10 minutes on Friday, but that is different than running 5 times that distance!
I was a little tired at work and had trouble staying awake on my drive home, so I wasn't expecting much. Plus, my hamstrings were pretty tight from the training session on Monday night. I started out walking .25 of a mile to warm up. The first mile at a 12:00 minute mile pace wasn't too bad....so I went on to do another mile. Fairly normal breathing (i.e. no huffing and puffing) and a steady heart rate of 150. I then decided to walk .5 of a mile to make sure that I still had gas left in the tank to run some more.
I then went on to do two more miles, running at a 12:00 minute mile pace or faster. CP came into the gym with 4 minutes left on my run and to show off I turned up the pace to 6.0. All in all, I ran 4 miles and walked 1 mile. It took me a total of 65 minutes, with the treadmill telling me I burned 780 calories!* Needless to say, I had no idea I had it in me. Now I am actually looking forward to the race on Saturday!
*When I got home I weighed myself before I jumped in the shower and I was down 2.5 pounds. I'm pretty sure that it was just water weight as I was sweating buckets, but still. It is a start!
I was a little tired at work and had trouble staying awake on my drive home, so I wasn't expecting much. Plus, my hamstrings were pretty tight from the training session on Monday night. I started out walking .25 of a mile to warm up. The first mile at a 12:00 minute mile pace wasn't too bad....so I went on to do another mile. Fairly normal breathing (i.e. no huffing and puffing) and a steady heart rate of 150. I then decided to walk .5 of a mile to make sure that I still had gas left in the tank to run some more.
I then went on to do two more miles, running at a 12:00 minute mile pace or faster. CP came into the gym with 4 minutes left on my run and to show off I turned up the pace to 6.0. All in all, I ran 4 miles and walked 1 mile. It took me a total of 65 minutes, with the treadmill telling me I burned 780 calories!* Needless to say, I had no idea I had it in me. Now I am actually looking forward to the race on Saturday!
*When I got home I weighed myself before I jumped in the shower and I was down 2.5 pounds. I'm pretty sure that it was just water weight as I was sweating buckets, but still. It is a start!
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