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gone fishin’

October 2, 2008

yeah, so i’m pretty much outta here.  not for good, mind you.  just life and politics and oh, yeah, that whole getting married thing.  my world is shutting down on friday at noon to pledge my life to the man that i love, spend time with my friends and family and get the hell out of amerika for a few weeks.

catch ya on the flip side, blogosphere!

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oh why

August 22, 2008

“why, oh why, are boys so jealous”, was the last text message i sent.

this came after an incident wherein (it appeared to me that) mr.D got huffy over my casual nod to a bartender, “sure i’ll have a shot…if he can have one too”.

mr. D happened to walk up during the ellipsis.  by the look on his face he was not happy with my casual way with the bartender.

and this is where the trouble started.

i saw the anger.  and i heard him say, “you’re taking a shot with him?”  he was referring to the aforementioned bartender.

and, i mean, come on.  no!  he offered me a shot and i clearly saw you coming and clearly invited you into the shotmadness and still you want to get all huffy?!

yeah.  he got huffy.  and i got huffy back.

and are we in high school because i could swear this is just like high school.

now i just want to go cuddle him.  because he’s angry.  but he won’t admit to it.

but he’ll get cuddled anyway.

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let the guest list wars begin!

July 26, 2008

just when we thought the guest list was down to a manageable number…it has ballooned…again.

mr. d and i are both at fault.  it’s a strange dance, this guest list thing.  you put someone on the list who you haven’t talked to in years but neglect to invite someone else who you see every day.  you move things around – take someone off, put someone on.  but the someone you put on has a significant other so that ups the list by one.  and then you get a call from your aunt fifi who says she and uncle bubba can’t come but they’ll send a toaster and you’re all like, “cool!  down two!!”  so you start thinking about whether you should invite that one dude you went to college with who does keg stands on his bare knuckles or that couple that you don’t really know very well but who invited you to their wedding a few years ago.  you invite college friend and couple.  you’re obsessed.

the invitations go out on monday.  i anticipate 367 changes in the meantime.

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dirty laundry

June 10, 2008

it all started with the laundry.  but before i knew it i was leaving for work, my ring and a note on his desk, while he was still in the shower.  “if we can’t even figure out laundry, how are we supposed to figure out this” with an arrow pointing to my ring. 

we’d also fought the evening before.  feeling frustrated, backed into the proverbial corner, i did the one thing i do best.  i acted like a complete and total child.

i hope he can forgive me.

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the whatnots

June 5, 2008

i’m sitting outside.  it’s hot.  and i’m being eaten alive by mosquitoes.  the steamy lap top isn’t helping.  note to self: google “DIY mosquito repellent” ASAP.

not much new on the akaWedding front.  well, maybe i spoke too soon: 

 – we ordered tulle, yes, tulle, for some lighting stuff we want to do in the venue.  exciting. 

 – i have tentative plans to go to michael’s this weekend to pick up some things for potential centerpieces.  for those that care – square glass vases, river rocks, square glass votive holders, etc.  i also want to check out paper bags for luminaria and/or DIY seed packet favors. 

 – a few of my girlfriends are throwing mr. D and i a wedding shower in august.  i’m really excited about it!  we’re asking guests to help us “stock-the-bar” for the akaWedding by bringing their favorite champagne or vodka (for a signature champagne cocktail.  recipe TBD).  my only fear is that this party will be as cool if not cooler than the actual akaWedding.  it’s at a local mid-to-upper-swanky bar, there will be music, food, etc.

 – we are currently having a huge debate (hyperbole) with the wedding planner about the DJ.  her contact came in way over budget, especially considering we’ll be supplying most if not all of the music via iPod/.MP3 (we’re/i’m picky).  and we could just do the iPod playlist thing with a friend setting up a real PA system for amplification, but we’re worried about transitions and flow.  i mean, what happens if eating takes longer than expected and biggie, ludicris or outkast start bumpin’ as my grammie is finishing her rosemary chicken skewer?  that shit is reserved for when she’s had her limit of champagne cocktail and can’t decipher the lyrics and booty dancing!  from the  begining, our vision was to have more of an emcee who can blend the generally appointed playlists at the generally appointed times.  basically, we need someone to clue our guests into what’s going on – “let’s eat!” or “and now, ladies and fuckwads, we will cut the cake” kinda thing – while playing the appropriate music.  we’re (or mr. D, i should say) now looking to people we know locally who have DJ set-ups and who are rightfully DJs, though more club DJs, to see if anyone will help by showing up, setting up and minding the flow, possibly doing some emcee stuff.  mr. D can’t understand why the wedding planner can’t take on the emceeing responsibility herself.  i understand why this would be a burden for her considering all of the other shit she’s going to be doing that day but i’m not sure whether i want to ask a friend/akaWedding attendee to do it.  maybe, if we can find someone to deal with the musical flow,  mr. D and i will have to take on the emceeing ourselves.  thoughts or advice are always appreciated.

 – the invites are ordered and although they are very simple, i cannot WAIT to see them.  i think this will put everything into perspective; it will be officially official!

 – and because i know he’ll read this eventually, i will say only that i ordered a wedding gift for mr. D today.  it rocks!

 – and as the weeks pass i am more and more stumped by the whole “no ceremony” thing.  trying to come up with alternative ideas has been difficult and with 122 days left until the Big Day i’m getting a bit nervous.  i know the other stuff – the food, drinks, decorations, favors, DJ or not, etc. – will come together but the task of creating an entire akaCeremony from the ground up is hitting me as this HUGE challenge.  with no officiant to rely on it will be just the two of us…doing what exactly?  cuttin’ the fool, as my lovely friend d would say.  and if i’m totally overwhelmed by it now, imagine how i’ll be on the day!  “hot mess” comes to mind.  i know mr. D and i have no problem telling each other how we feel about love and commitment.  in those wee hours of the morning when a 9 minute snooze seems like hours or milliseconds and it’s just us.  and with no one guiding us, forcing us even, to answer the question “do you?” in front of a room full of people, will we be able to convey just exactly what we will “do”…love, honor, cherish, teach, guide, snuggle, breathe for, encourage, conspire with, and on and on.

oof.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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get you own goddamn wedding!

May 12, 2008

i pity the couple who want a “real” wedding.  so far, my experience planning a “fake” one has been nothing but a pain.  dos and don’ts, etiquette, tradition.  i’m up to my eyeballs in it.  and i can’t fathom what i would feel like if i actually thought i had to follow any of the guidelines bullshit.

i’ve already expressed some of my frustration in dealing with caterers who just don’t understand the concept of having a “cocktail party reception with no motherfucking ceremony”.  i’ll try to explain but there’s this long pause, and then the jaw slacks a little as their head tilts ever so slightly to the side.  it’s as if they’re a puppy doing something completely natural, like pissing wherever they feel like, who is suddenly being yelled at by its owner.  “bah-ru?”, they say, like they’ve never heard of pissing outside or having a “cocktail party reception with no motherfucking ceremony”.  i can’t imagine i’m the first one with this crazy wacky idea.

last week i sent the copy for my invitations to a friend of mr. D’s who happens to be a wedding planner.  she can get us a 50% discount on the invites so i happily sent her the info to place the order.  here is the instant messanger exchange that soon followed:

wedding planner: hey!  i’m ordering the invitations and had a quick question.  are you sure you want to put the full address of the reception location?  usually you dont do that

me: how do people know how to get there?

WP:  well, people usually include a map if its a place that’s not well known, but im sure all of your friends know where it is or how to use google.  traditionally you wouldn’t put the full address.  and personally, i think it looks better with out the street address

me:  we have quite a few people coming from out of town. actually, most of my friends will be coming from out of town and i’d prefer not to get 50 phone calls the day of asking how to get there.

WP:  you can do which ever you want, im just making sure

me:  i just asked mr. D and he wants the full address on there.

WP:  are you sure?  it’s just not something most people do.  and it can come off as tacky

me: tacky or not, unless it’s going to cost extra or not fit on the page, we’d like to have it on there.  period

WP:  are you sure?

me:  uh, yeah

WP:  okay! :)

 

at this point i wanted to say, “get your own goddamn wedding”!  i mean, when she plans her wedding she can go ahead and have her guests driving around for hours trying to locate a venue they’ve never heard of.

and it didn’t end there, folks.  she actually called mr. D and tried to talk him into vetoing my decision.  after i’d already told her, very clearly i might add, that we both wanted the full address on the invitations.  wtf!?!

it’s so trivial, i know.  and this blog is turning into adventures in akaWedding planning, i know.  but it’s my life at the moment.  as my new header suggests…

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sweet moments

May 1, 2008

yesterday, via instant messenger, i asked mr. D to download a song for me.  he didn’t respond directly to my request so i’d forgotten about it by the time i returned home from work.  we were talking, catching up on our day while getting ready for our night when all of a sudden i hear the first notes of the song. 

“you did it!!”, i yelped.  and then i jumped like a little kid and ran into mr. D’s office where the sweet sound originated.  he was just standing there with a huge grin on his face.  so i grabbed him and we danced.  right there in his crowded little office we swayed and i sang along and he laughed.  and when the song ended we continued getting ready to go out.

later he said it was one of the sweetest moments of his life.  mine too.