I'm back!

Well well well - I'm back. Indeed, it has been several months since I last posted anything, and if i had a good reason, I'd explain. But really, I was spending my free time doing what i do best, napping. So, this blog will catch up the last couple months as well as get me back on the blogging train - choo choo. And hopefully several of you will stop nagging me to write - you know who you are!

I won't bore you with the holiday details - that seemed like years ago. We had a good time visiting my family and returned back to Houston safely. At the end of January was my first wedding shower. I know this will come as a shock, but i'm not what most would call 'domestic.' Therefore, the idea of having a shower with kitchen and house items seemed humorous to me. I promised to be on my best behavior though because Erin aka the wedding nazi and Becky put together such a nice event. Things were going well until the gifts began at which i opened the first item which was a monogrammed luggage tag which had a P on it and i was confused and said "What is the P for??" Clearly it hasn't sunk in yet that my new last name is soon to be Preczewski. Sigh. Trying not to go 0-2, i opened the next item which looked like an oddly shaped knife (also with a P on it) and before i could stop myself said, "What is this for?" My poor mother. Apparently I didnt get the memo that you needed a separate knife for items such as cheese spreads. The day could only go up from there! Luckily, the next few items were things i knew what to do with - coffee pot, toaster oven, etc - so i was back on my game. One of the best parts of the shower was that they had mini cheeseburgers for me and fancy chicken salad type sandwiches for all the normal folks. All in all, the wedding nazi and her mom did an excellent job and it was great seeing everyone.

While home for my shower I also attempted to shoehorn myself into my dress for my fitting. It was a close call, but all was well. I did have the help of my super duper stomach sucking underwear. I showed them to Ryan when they arrived in the mail and he was appalled. I'm certain those were not the undergarments he envisioned his bride to wear on his wedding night. Sadly for him, he's stuck with me - and my granny stomach sucking underwear- forever.

Speaking of forever, our wedding classes at the church seemed to be dragging on forever. We started the new year off with our required compatibility test. Of course at this point i think questioning our compatibility is a bit late given we have already put deposits down for the reception :) None the less, we completed the 156 question test after i needed to clarify several questions to Ryan. I'm pretty sure the priest thought we were cheating in the house of god. I thought we'd just get the results and be on our merry way. Sadly, not the case. We had 3 further sessions and went through each question with our new friend. He gave us several tips such as 'always communicate,' 'keep to a budget,' and a warning to Ryan that 'men's clubs can ruin a marriage.' Ahh love.

For now, the wedding planning seems to be going smoothly. My life on the other hand not so much. My printer at work is on the fritz for the last month or so. Since i dont like to be careless with the taxpayer dollars, i attempted to fix said printer myself. My printer is under my desk in a cubby - dumbest desk layout ever. So on my lunch i crawl under the desk and pull the printer out onto the floor to get a look at what is the malfunction. I pull out the toner cartridge and shake it - seemed like a good idea until a cloud of powdered black ink came flying out all over me. Of course at this time, my admin walks by and sees me now looking like a chimney sweep. The best she could offer was "at least you're wearing black pants." I spent the next 20 mins in the bathroom attempting to scrub all the ink off my face and arms.

A couple days after this fiasco, i was heading back to the office after letting the dogs out at lunch. As many people know, i'm what some would call a 'lead foot' or a 'multi-tasking driver.' I consider it a challenge to see if i can read my email, eat my breakfast and get to work at 80mph each day. Today, the law was about to take me down. I had just gotten onto the feeder road attempting to get onto the interstate and was lit up by a cop (on a motorcycle no less). Now, i deserved the ticket (for this and my many other driving infractions) so i didnt even bother to muster up an excuse if he asked if i knew why he pulled me over. I find this to be a ridiculous question to begin with because everyone knows what they are doing if they get pulled over. Although he did ask when the last time i had been pulled over was and I almost asked if it counted that i was pulled over several months ago as a suspect in a bank robbery, but thought there probably was some way he could arrest me for being a smart ass, so i refrained. He came back and i expected him to hand me the ticket and i'd be on my way. Not thrilled, but not the end of the world. To my surprise, he handed me a pen and a slip of paper and says, sign here that you'll appear in court. Come Again? I say to him, why would i go to court? He looks at me like a retard and says "ma'am because you were speeding." I clarify that i have never been pulled over in this great state of texas and what is he talking about - aren't i getting a ticket? Oh no he says...in Texas, you have 3 options.
1. Go to court and plead guilty, pay court costs and the ticket fee
2. Go to court and plead not guilty - fat chance of that going anywhere
3. Take a defensive driving class and pay the fee
These options did not appeal to me. It was like they were trying to deter people from breaking the law...geez. I asked deputy dog what happens if i dont sign the paper and he informed me that he'd have to arrest me. In my head -"Uhh, how you gonna do that on a motorcycle? " Outloud - "Alrighty then." So, this scenario is TBD in two weeks when i call the court to get the details on my options. I drove off having one more reason to hate texas - their ticketing system is outrageous! I prefer to return to NH where their motto is live free or die and they let you mail your fine back in the mail without all this talk of appearing in court.

So, hopefully this week will be less eventful than last week, but you never know. If nothing else, it will keep my fans, entertained on this blog! :)