For those keeping track, which i'm sure is no one but me, today is 9 months until our wedding. Kinda weird to think i could have a baby in that amount of time...yikes, not for a few more years (sorry mom). I can hardly take care of myself. In any case, things with the wedding remain pretty low key. I did order our save the date magnets though. I had assumed this would be a simple process. I under estimated that Ryan would actually have an opinion about this since he had zero opinions about anything wedding related at this point. So, i ordered several magnet samples and when they arrived, he inquired as to what i was doing and when i explained it to him, he stated he did not like the ones i picked and wanted to look at all the options. I of course, made fun of him but let him pick out the one he liked. Coming soon to a mailbox near you. I was also put on notice by Ryan that he thinks my blog is stupid since "anyone reading it I probably talk to all the time anyway" and also advised me he did not want me to write about him. I explained to him, as i did to my mother after my initial post, that I will continue to write about them and further protests to this will result in increased postings about them.
In un-related wedding news, Ryan and I decided to spend the day sprucing up our love nest. As I explained in a previous blog, our dog Austin eats everything he can fit in his mouth. This includes the carpet in our master bedroom. While the carpet was ruined several months ago when i attempted to clean it using bleach (note to self, dumb idea), Austin managed to ruin it more when he started eating the carpet by the door threshold. This has progressed over the past few weeks to where he is actually eating the carpet pad as well. I was awoken this morning to him throwing up the carpet and pad next to my face in bed. Yummy. I put my foot down and off Ryan and I went to Lowes to resolve this issue. Since we rent our house, we did not want to take drastic measures (that will come later when we are robbed of our security deposit). Therefore, we purchased an item that cost only $5.99. That item was a rolll of clear duct tape. Indeed, we trimmed the carpet evenly and duct taped the hell out of it to the cement slab. If that doesn't scream ghetto, i'm not sure what does. But I'm certain it will be a good 2-3 days before he figures out how to eat that.
Finally, today is also my ten year high school reunion. It's not clear to me, nor will it ever be, why people insist on holding reunions to catch up with people they dont care enough about to keep in touch with in the first place. I went to a large high school, so right off the bat, i didnt know half the people when i was in school. What would be the point of "catching up" with these people? The remainder of the people i knew, only a handful I kept in touch with when i went to college and now, the only person i still keep in touch with is Michelle, and thats only cause her parents pay me. Now, with Facebook, i find it even easier to avoid akward social events such as this by simply stalking people on Facebook. The 5 minutes it takes me to see what people from good ole North Central are up to is enough for me for 10 years. Perhaps if I went to a small school i might entertain this reunion idea but at the end of the day, i just dont really like people, thus, why i became an HR Manager.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
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Haha - you're so funny!!!
ReplyDeleteThis is just to let Ryan know that you do not correspond regularly with ALL the people who read this. As your oldest uncle in the entire world, I can attest to that. Quickly, in what state do I live?? No, don't call your mother first!!
ReplyDeleteI'm sure along with selecting magnets and raising Katie's evil twin you are busily selecting the music for your wedding. Some of your uncles feel that your wedding without the Macarena would be a disgrace. What do you think? I won't say that your father thought it would be funny because then your mother would be perturbed with him. Not good for an unemployed old guy to be a perturber as well.
Love,
Uncle Bob
I'm with Uncle Bob! I hope you have the Macarena! Don't worry - I'll sing too!
ReplyDeleteI'll need something like the Macarena to celebrate after stressing about walking down the aisle and giving a toast! I know, I know. It's not about me! But I'll still be fretting about these 2 things until after the toast. And then....it will be Macarena time!!
ReplyDeleteJenny - it's been too long since you posted something. Since you weren't feeling well last week, you got a break. Now, it's back to blogging for you :)
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