So Sorry...

I apologize for the lateness in posting today. I worked from home today and yes, husband I actually worked. Hence the 5pm posting.

I adore working from home. It means I don't have to come home and worry about chores. It means Mr. Ozzy can go to the bathroom more frequently. It also means I can do all the monotonous work that should have been done last week in front of reruns of Project Runway and reminiscing through the first season of Heroes. September 24 cannot come quickly enough. And yes, I'm totally aware that's only 6 days away. I have waited forever for the second season of Heroes, b/c in my book that show only has one direction to go towards...and that's up. (FRWYING MAN!)

What was the monotonous work that I did today you ask? Well we recently printed around 3000 postcards for work. We're in the middle of recruiting for next year. It wasn't until we received the 3000 postcards that we noticed instead of saying September 21st, they said September 21th. (The twenty firth is now a running joke between my friends.) So I spent the majority of my day taking a sharpie and marking out the TH.

But Mim, why did you have to do that from home...it seems like carrying a box full of 3000 postcards home and then back to work is more work than necessary.

Ah, correct you are. This morning was the morning I...CHANGED MY NAME! Unfortch, I can't get a new license until Thursday b/c apparently the Social Security Office and the DMV are in cahoots to make me take more vacation time.

But now, my name is (almost) officially changed. All the remains is changing it at work and getting a new license.

I do have a question though...why is it that the women have to do all of this work? Why do we have to get to the Social Security Office at the buttcrack of dawn to take on a new name? Ah well, it was worth it.

Things I learned while changing my name:

• Even if you're the first car in the parking lot, it doesn't mean you're first in line.
• Lines don't exist at the Social Security Office.
• When getting a Social Security card for your newborn you can't just give them a birth certificate, you also need to present some other form of ID. I will keep this in mind when I have children and bring a stack of pictures of my newborns accompanied by a label maker.
• I now have to spell my name using the Trucker alphabet for customer service representatives. (V as in Victory...)

Tomorrow, I will be back in the office and near my wedding picture cd, promise!

*kisses*

The Cermony

I warn you now that some of these pictures will be a little dark. This is because a million an one people were taking pictures. These are pictures taken by my brother in law.

Here are the boys lined up waiting for us to walk down the aisle. You will notice that they are not on the traditional side. This is b/c I didn't want my cyst scar in the majority of my wedding pictures. And yes, I realize there is a thing called tradition and yes I realize there is also a marvelous computer program called Photoshop. But, since our hired photographer took over 1000 pictures I thought I'd save his assistant from having to touch up every single photo.

But, I digress. Aren't the boys handsome?


Then comes the processional of my girls. They walked down to The Vienna Boys Choir singing Pachalbel. It made me tear up. It was beautiful. The order is as follows:

SB:


Kogan:


Sissy:


My Sister:
Then my little elf and cherub. Notice the elf's faux-hawk!

Then me and my father. Some friends said they heard this weird sound and couldn't tell if I was laughing or crying. My sister thought I was crying. Our friend Perry thought it was hysterical laughter. I don't remember much...

Although, apparently when I saw husband I yelled "Hi Honey!" and then started giggling the rest of the way...see...


Cherub played with my veil the entire service...

I know that most of you are ready to kill me for wearing Crocs in my wedding. But we also walked down the aisle to the Batman theme song. It's how we roll.


Tomorrow: Family Pictures

*kisses*

I feel pretty...

I'm super duper perky today, which I know is only a result of my cup of coffee this morning and will wear off before 10 o'clock. But at least I'm perky now! Always look on the bright side of life!

Ok...here we go with some pictures of my actually in my dress...

Mom's making sure I'm fastened in correctly. We were running way behind and she hadn't even had a chance to put on her pretty party dress.


Sometimes she'd tie it just a little too tight!


Runyon helping me attach my veil. I think Mom was actually just jabbing the bobby pin into my head. Bride's wench to the rescue!


This is one of my favorite pictures. Have I ever mentioned how much I loved my veil? We made it. If you look closely you can see the beading around the bottom.


Showing off my comfy wedding shoes


And a close up...just so I can hear Margarita's groans all the way from NYC. You may think they're ugly but girl are they comfy.

Just in case you're wondering...that's a penny in my shoe. The saying goes...

Something Old, Something New
Something Borrowed, Something Blue
And a Penny in Your Shoe.

Remember that all you brides to be.

Tomorrow: trying to maneuver myself over to the church for the ceremony!

*kisses*

The moment (most of) you have been waiting for...

There it is...my wedding dress.

Tomorrow: Putting me into it!

I'm sorry, I was late for work this morning b/c I had to get a parking pass. So, unfortunately I have to get some work done. And today's post suffers for it :)

Also, please say a prayer today for the families, friends, and loved ones of those taken from us 6 years ago today. 9/11, never forget.

*kisses*

The Bachelorette Party...

Starting off the night at Kachi, Japanese Steakhouse:

Note, that while I am giggling like a fool, I'm sober.

After dinner before the bar, I received my "task" for the evening. Sell each sucker for a buck. Or...'Suck for a Buck'

I only ended up with 9 left after the night was over but I think that was because I kept giving them away. :)

Getting progressively drunker and dancing with my cue stick:

All my girls at the Raven:


I leaned against the bar and got some nasty on my shirt...Mego's Tide Stick to the rescue!


Everybody...FOOTLOOSE!


I did a really good job of selling my suckers:


And in the meantime, somehow got drunker...


And then the band called me up on stage! Woohoo!


I had a super fun night...Thanks to all my girls for making it so special!

You can see all the pictures here.

Stay tuned for Rehearsal Dinner pictures and a super awesome story!

*kisses*

9 DAYS TO GO!

Yes, ladies and gents...we've hit single digits!

I'd be frightened, but my mother finally admitted this morning that we're in a good place. That she feels comfortable with me leaving for NYC. (Thank goodness b/c I'm going regardless!) Also she poked her finger with a pin and so we can safely say now that her blood, sweat, and tears have gone into planning my wedding.

In other fun news...

I GET TO MEET MARGARITA TOMORROW! I am so excited. We've been planning our fun adventures and she knows of fun things to do since you know she lives there and I have an old work badge that gets me into museums for free. So we're going to have a rocking good time. And of course we'll be having margaritas. B/c you can't visit Margarita and not have a margarita. That would be crazy!

(By the by in the above paragraph I used the words 'fun' and 'margarita' way too many times. I'm sorry but that's how excited I am. I'm so excited I have no synonyms)

On another fun note...Catchy finally posted a new blog. And it only took her 2 months.

*kisses*

10 DAYS TO GO!

Wow, we're almost down to single digits. I feel like this blog is my electronic version of those paper rings you would make in kindergarten that would count down the days until Christmas. Mental note: make 10 paper rings...the satisfaction of ripping them off would feel pretty good I imagine.

So I apologize again for yesterday. Apparently the whole blogosphere was in a funk. Every blog I read had some combination of "I'm exhausted and all I want to do is crawl into PJs with a cup of cocoa and a book"

Today is a horse of a different color. (Incidentally, did you know that they put different colored jello crystals on the horse in The Wizard of Oz to make him change colors? That it was not some neat techni-color trick? The producers also learned that horses like jello crystals. The horse kept licking it off. Somewhere the descendants of that horse are cursing MGM for their jello crystal addiction)

Digression is fun, isn't it? I woke up this morning so awake and bright. I sprang out of bed to turn off my alarm clock and promptly crumpled to the floor. It took me a good 5 minutes to crawl the 5 feet to my alarm clock to shut it off. I kept cursing it and yelling at it to quiet down, I was coming.

Why did I crumple, you ask? Remember when I said I'm tensing my muscles in my sleep? Apparently I'm doing it more. My ankles were locked. When I put even the slightest bit of pressure on them, a sharp pain would shoot up my leg. Causing the aforementioned crumple.

I made my way to the shower after another grueling 5 minutes and by the time I got out of the shower I had little more than limited mobility in my ankles. Which is better than locked, I suppose.

When I told my dad about this he told me that it's genetic. That he and my aunt also have these issues. Fantastic. Genetics are fun. He did tell me that it usually goes away within 30 minutes. And for the most part he's right. I still have a dull throb but at least I can walk without looking like I'm 80.

I'm going to have really bad arthritis when I'm older aren't I?

I'm still hoping that this is all wedding stress related and that the morning after the wedding I'll wake up with the body of a 24 year old. The body I'm supposed to have. The body without all the aches and pains.

Doubtful :(

*kisses*

11 DAYS TO GO!

You guys, I'm exhausted.

I'm really looking forward to my NYC trip this weekend. I know that I'll be there for work and not play but I also know that I can sleep on the plane. Not that my sleep won't be filled with dreams of party favors and wedding dresses.

I came in a little late this morning b/c I just needed to sleep some more. My whole body aches from tensing it in my sleep. I have mega cups of coffee to keep me going through the day but it's rough.

I just want to curl up in a little ball under my desk and take a nap.

Would anyone care to join me?

*kisses*

(I apologize for the whine)