Don't Erase Me Off The Blog Roll Just Yet...

I promise as soon as we close on the ceremony/reception hall on October 13th, I'll be back to my usual randomness.

Pics are coming soon. My best friend is acting real secretive with the pictures. I knew I should have brought my camera in that day.

Oh and my dress is done so while I'm in Chicago that weekend I KNOW I'll have pictures for sure. I'm super excited about seeing my "finished" dress.

I will forwarn you though: My hair is probably going to be all over my head wrestling with the dress and veil.

And dare I say it: maybe a tear or two.

Now I have to make sure my ass can fit in that dress w/o alterations by next summer

*sigh* I guess I'm axing Wendy's off my menu as well. It's going to go the way of the Sweet Tea from McDonald.

I swear I'm going to get a personal trainer.

I swear as soon as we have an actual place, I'm so sure things are going to fall into place.

Invites...piece of cake.

Decorations and stuff...my fantabolous *I know not a word but that damn Rachel Ray had grown on me with these made up words* aunt is taking care of all of that for me. She points and I buy. I step back and she creates her wonderful magic.

We've looked at rings. I've given him my top 5 and I told him to surprise me. Everyone seems really surprised that I want a simple ring. Pushing me toward the rocks when I want a simple band.

I'll get the rock for my 2nd marriage :)

Shit I want something that when I slide that bad boy off to go to the club, local crackheads won't break into the car and swipe it out the ash tray *lol*

Bridesmaids/groomsmen set. And no one is upset *or at least grumbling out loud* about paying for their own stuff. Trust I would love to pay for my girls' stuff but 7 formal gown and tuxes are not in the budget. If I won the lottery, then I wouldn't care but we're saving for a house on top of the wedding and we're on a strict budget for both. We are paying for the maid of honor's and the best man's items though.

You know my best friend is geeked about that. I told her she better get me a good stripper for the bachelorette's party since I'm saving her some dough *lol*

And top shelf Yak. Not the Jewel's brand liquor.

Once this last major hurdle is done, I'm back in business.

I can breathe easily...until 08. Then I'm back at it.

Thanks so much for everyone's patience. I know my long ramblings have gotten folks through many of boring work hours *lol*

When I have a spare second, best believe I'll be backtracking.

So no new boyfriends/husbands/girlfriends/wives, pregananies, stints in prison, slapping a family memeber up, felt up by some guy in the subway until I get caught up with my favorite bloggers lives.

But oooh add the great sex stories. You know I'm straight in the gutter :)