Commited myself

FINALLY FURNITURE HAS BEEN ACQUIRED!  That's right. I finally jumped into the commitment pond and picked out furniture and went with it.  (afterwords, of course, all the NEW ads for furniture sales made me second guess, but DARN IT, I DID IT!) We bought a sectional that went with the current color in the living room, because my hubby was NOT going to paint, but was also super comfy and had the right mix of comfy/traditional sense of style I was looking for.  Something that isn't too modern, which in my mind doesn't fit in a house built a hundred years ago. Something that isn't too casual because I didn't want it to just look like a tv room.  Something that wasn't so traditional and stuffy that it felt like it should be in the neighbor's house next door. ( same ones who btw, brought us string beans from their garden last night.. Gosh I love them) Something that my hubby is currently napping on!  So it is good.  Pics should probably be posted here-in, however this girl is sad because her laptop has died and loading pics isn't as easy as it used to be.. (insert sad face here).  Can you tell this couch was a major decision?? I truly think I put as much thought, research and shopping into this as I did my engagement ring.. No lie. 

Anyway, we also got a dining room table, bed, and bedstead.  Whoo-hoo.  The bed and such were not as stressful decisions and the dining room table was kismet.  As we looked for "the" couch, we came across the table and it was the only one I really liked from day one.  I saw it and nothing compared after it.  It has four chairs and a bench and is really sweet. Again pics, should be here, laptop dead, blogger in mourning. Lo Siento, Amigas.. 

This house needs some sassy-tizing.. Like, accessories and such. That is my next project:  Lamps, wall stuff, I bought fabric for a table runner and maybe a valance in the kitchen so some sassy-ing up of the place comes next. 

Neighbors and Neglect

So I've been cooking up new ideas to write about, and then battling the feeling of, "Stace, no one is reading this, who CARES!?" I have become a blog addict though.  There are many that I frequently read and sometimes I feel a bit voyeuristic because what people write about is so personal and well written.  However, hells bells, I'll write anyway and try to be less neglectful. 

So, Two Things:
One, the decorating has begun. And I have a devious admittance.. I have relegated anything of my husband's that I don't like to the library. Literally, his Beatles poster, his tacky painting (which probably deserves a post of its own) and poster of Old Man in the Mountain are all hanging in a bedroom on the second floor with the DOOR CLOSED... I know it's his house too, but does that mean I have to hang all of his stuff on the first floor where everyone will see it? Do I have to?

Second, we have been blessed with sweet neighbors. Now across the street, could be drug lords, not so sure, however on either side we have very nice people. To our left is a 70 year old couple who have been married 50 years.  They had us over the other night for raspberries from their garden and ice cream.  It was so sweet.. WELLL... This has blown in to a full fledged friendship. (Alliteration?) Yesterday, the wife asked me to go with her to IKEA and Costco so she wouldn't have to ride alone. Now, the razzing from my husband about my new "friend" has been relentless and how I fit in with the elderly crowd is HILARIOUS DEAR, however I think it's very sweet. And I know that it is a gift considering other neighbors we could have had.  Home ownership, a lovely experience thus far. 

Carousel ride

Friday was a BLUR.....  Our closing was at 10 a.m. and so we met our realtor at 9:30 for our final walk through. When we got to the house all I could think was, "this is our house, this is our house, this is our house.."  It was like the most racing feeling.  I felt like all I was doing was staring in wonder and not really doing a "final inspection".  Oops. 

So then, we went to the title company and from the moment we sat down, I feel like the day went by in a blur.  First I'm signing my name, and then our friend was at OUR house, popping a bottle of champagne and celebrating our first house.  I mean, it was just unbelievable!  We took over a few car loads of stuff with just my car but I feel like all I could do is sit and stare. This is our house! When we returned to our apartment, it was like going to a cave, I told my hubby that it was hard to be here, in this little space when we OWNED something fantastic and open a few miles from here. 

I also told him thank you.  Having my own home has been a dream of mine for a long long time.  Not long too many years ago, someone I thought I was going to marry also bought a house with me.  And then not long after the door closed on our home, he walked away with the house and I walked away to find myself and who I was independently.  That lead me to meeting ME, finding ME and finding a great place where I grew as a person.  And after I grew as a person, I met my hubby and well, this horse met her carriage.  And the carousel keeps turning full circle and here I am, with keys to a new future and a new dream. It's a really wonderful feeling and means more than just having a space of our own. 

We're Getting It On..

The best best best part of summer (and remember I am a teacher, or was in a former life.. so there are a lot of reasons to be thankful for summer) is the fact that cooking is SOO much easier.  The hubby is a grill-o-maniac and frankly that makes planning dinners a lot easier. We get in this rut in winter months and I feel like are in a same ol' recipe rotation.
Monday: Meatloaf
Tuesday: Pasta of some sort
Wednesday: Homemade Pizza or something easily popped in the oven
Thursday: Crock pot something, most likely roast
Friday: Not taxing meal: order in pizza, Chicken Kiev (frozen here people!), etc..(this is usually take out..)
Why do we have regular recipe rotation? Because, in my opinion, my husband is picky. He doesn't like cumin, so anything Mexican is a most likely NO.  Anything that doesn't involve a potato is negligible.  And most definitely, anything he has never tried before is OUT! He says he's not, but I have gobs of cookbooks that have recipes that have never been touched that say otherwise. 

So summer comes and WE GET IT ON PEOPLE!!! (dirty minds, need not apply) Hubby is a great lover of the grill especially because his bribe, err I mean, gift for when we moved out to the Midwest was a fancy fangled three burner plus side burner MacDaddy grill which make grilling a cinch.  As a gift my girlfriend got me a subscription to Real Simple Magazine and they had a huge layout on ribs this issue. And so I'm passing along this uber simple, uber yummy rib recipe.  We have now made them twice and a small modification the second time around. I added half as much oregano, because that isn't one of my favorite spices.  We also used our favorite store bought BBQ sauce this time which was delicious.  We wanted a more classic rib flavor and WoWsErS it was good. If I were one of those wicked cool bloggers, I would have a pic.. Lo Siento. I'm not that cool.. Just trust me they are good!

She's a Super...

Today anxiety set in.  We got our closing notice and the amount we are supposed to come to closing with was SIGNIFICANTLY more than what we were originally estimated to need.  And I FREAKED out.  Now this freak-y-deak-y-ness is legitimately compounded by the fact that I am still on the job hunt and having little success in finding one even though I had the best interview of my life two weeks ago and haven't heard ANYTHING... Sorry, I digress. I'm a little hyped up about it. 

Anywho, so as I looked over our closing statement, I forwarded it to my sister who once again saved my arse. Alright, in all legitimacy maybe our loan guy would have caught it BUT my sister caught it first.. and she caught it in like 10 minutes. She is amazing! Have I mentioned that? This is post numero dos devoted to how my sister is so fabulous. I mean the girl once again saved me big! So now they are changing things and my heart rate may revert to it's less deak-y stage.  Maybe. 

So. We were at a little over two days until the house BELONGS to us.  TWO DAYS. I am excited and happy and am wondering how soon we can get into it and out of this GOSH DARN apartment. 

Beauty in the eye of my husband..

The boxes are taking over this tiny apartment.  Before we moved here, our old apartment was a lot larger (I wish I knew how many square feet.. it feels like A LOT bigger some days!) and so when it was time to start moving, we just moved our dining room table to a corner of the dining room and then just started stacking and piling and dropping boxes into the room that we honestly didn't feel that encroached upon as the date of our move came up. I recently noticed that when we move into our house, we will have been in this apartment less than a YEAR! Oy.  Someone thankfully pointed out that we won't have to worry about moving for a LONG time after this so that means we can settle and not do this shenanigans again! That is a relief!

Anyway, in this place I feel like boxes are everywhere and despite my hubby's estimation of half done, I think we are more like 30 percent packed.  I just feel like there is so much stuff NOT packed. I don't know. Maybe I'm being Debby- Downer but I feel like we have a lot not packed but since we haven't set a move out date, we can't really pack up the stuff we do need every day. 

However, a couple decoration decisions have been made.  The kitchen will be like a french country blue (or at least that's what I'm calling it) with some white accents. I saw online a great shade that I wish I could find but hubby assures me we have plenty of time for that. Also, thanks to Target today, we are now going to have a "baseball themed" den. While strolling the aisles of Target (a favorite past time of mine), we came across a baseball picture of Carl Fiske, a baseball player from New Hampshire that the hubby INSISTED we have. I acquiesced, assuming it would go in the library, at the top of the stairs.  After the purchase however, I was informed this was going downstairs in the den where everyone can see it! Yup.. WHERE EVERYONE can see it.  We are going to now find old baseballs and bats and go with a vintage baseball theme, which I am a fan of, but trust me, NOT where my decorating schema was going when I first envisioned our den.  However marriage is about compromise, right?

Baseball is beauty to my Mister... This I feel like will be a ticket to use when I want to do something like a girly guestroom, I think!

Amazing Sisters Exclamation Point

With all of this moving, packing, housing closing business, I have not had a chance to sew at all. At night I'm packing or the hubby and I are looking and investigating the latest things we need for the house. My husband is all about the investigating. But my sister commissioned me (What was she thinking??) to make her some throw pillows for her new couch. We picked out the fabric and inserts and I'm to make them.. Well, I FINALLY finished them!! Picture attached. I appreciate my sister having so much faith in me and she is taking me to see Daughtry tonight (because she is an amazing sister and I am more than grateful for how generous she is). I hope she likes them. I'm a huge fan of the fabric and I really want to see if I can find more so that I can do something in our house with it. I even used a finishing stich on it that I really like and if I had not procrastinated like a horrible sister that I am, I would have done this stich around the whole thing... But I feel like I NEED to have them done for this impending gift she is bestowing on me. I should actually probably pay her for the fabric since I took so long. (Only since Easter, yo..)

Anyway, our apartment is now box central and we have begun the REAL countdown to home ownership! 9 DAYS! 9 DAYS! 9 DAYS! We are at single digits people! Single Digits! I can not wait. Now the big debate is when will we get out of this apartment for good and be officially solely in the house. Hubby thinks the end of the month but I don't know if I will wait that long. Like the sooner we get it painted, I'm going to want to be IN! (Did I mention my sis is taking a day off to help me paint?? I was going to title this about the moving day question mark but frankly, this should be devoted to her who does so much for me..) Dad helped us pick up our W/D and then we are painting and frankly I just want to be in!

Also, who decided to close on Memorial Day? I mean people are busy that weekend. We can't get move help or paint help or really be able to do it quickly. Should have looked at the calender when we picked that day. But to be fair, 45 days have flown by and I don't know if I could have made it 60 days. I guess we'll just use the Jeep and my car to schlep stuff back and forth until we do the big move, which is TBD.

Can I Get A ...

All right, we have the house.... Can I PLEASE get a J-O-B! My dear hubby has been so supportive and been very understanding during this year of torture, I mean, subbing. Everytime I hear these sappy ads about how we need soooo many teachers and inspire a kid's life and teach, I gag. At least here in the ol' ranch el Minnesota, there are not enough jobs for those of us who are old "reggies." Reggies, those of us who aren't special ed teachers or ESL or something along those lines which are in high demand, are seemingly a dime a dozen.

After having seven years of a successful teaching career, this subbing thing is for the birds. I know there are people who love it and love the no correcting, no conferences, etc. But I have loved teaching and I wish wish wish that I could just find a position here to be equally as fulfilling and the very least allow to girl to get some "cheeze-yo". Just kidding on that one. Sorry, I was channeling my inner rapper. Ice Ice Lamby, to go, to go...

So up goes a prayer for a job and hopefully a way to pay for a LOT of furniture we are going to need because otherwise this new house is going to have some wicked sweet milk crate chairs, cardboard box end tables, etc. We are going to double our size here people. For god's sakes, we are going to have TWO eating spaces, an eat in kitchen and a formal dining room. Here's hoping.. Oh, and a pic of of one of those dining areas.

The countdown is on..

All right, I have neglected this because its been a whorlwind! We had the house inspection, which went great. Of all the major things that could go wrong, there was nothing. Great roof, heating system, foundation, etc. There are, of course, as will any house that is 100 years old, some issues. It needs basically almost all new doors, it has a chimney that needs to be taken down because it is nonfunctional and the bricks are losing mortar, so that will be a someday project too. We did agree with the sellers to have a tree taken down because with a real good wind, it will blow right onto our brand new garage. So, that will be taken down the first part of June, after we close unfortunately but it will be done FOR us and that is great. Our closing date is May 28th, and I just can not wait. It was three weeks from Friday and it is sooo wonderful and I just can not wait. We have started packing and some of the stuff I am packing is stuff I have never even used in the less than year we have lived here. I mean, we got GREAT things for our wedding, but we haven't even taken them out of the boxes because we haven't had a reason to use them.

So now the big question is.. PAINT. The kitchen is a color I would only describe as Kokomo green.. beach boys singing, maybe a few parrots on the wall, imagine yourself in Key West, my friends. I would love to say that is my design aesthetic, but sadly, its not. I'm just a little more traditional than that. The bathroom upstairs is what Blanche on the Golden Girls would have referred to as a "lovely shade of mauve." I'm thinking blue in the kitchen. I found this GREAT kitchen that I would like to imitate but I grew up in a white house. Not THE white house, however, my mom never painted the walls because she was afraid her finicky-yness in design would lead her to paint the walls at least once a month. So now I'm looking at my own house and itching to paint but afraid I will suffer from the same desire to change and always have some new or different. We shall see. I'll see if I can post a link to what I am thinking.. Feedback welcome! :)

Update: Tried a link.. We shall see!

Results are in..

THEY ACCEPTED! We will be home owners assuming that the inspection goes well next week and that nothing crazy happens with financing or anything like that we will be homeowners.

I just can not believe it.. Three weeks ago, we hadn't even been to an open house, Saturday we'd never seen this house and now, it's ours! (providing of course, the above..) I don't think I can write anymore. I am just over the moon happy and am dreaming of paint colors.

We made an offer.. Can they refuse?

Okay, sick, sick, I know. And I also know they can refuse our offer, but gee-willikers, I hope they don't! So, which house did we pick? My hubby's fave or mine??
NEITHER!!

Yup, we didn't pick either. My parents came down on Friday to look at our top picks and basically they convinced me that the house I loved needed a lot of work in order to make it a good, reliable house. So I acquiesed, and agreed to put on offer on his fave. Well, when we called our realtor, he said he had another house we really just needed to see before we made an offer. (Have I mentioned how much I like our realtor? He's really great... and good looking, not that it is important, but if you are a visual learner like myself, it helps.) So we go see this house, and WHAM! THIS IS IT! It has 4 bedrooms, 2 full baths, a lot of space and TREMENDOUS amount of character that I just died for. I mean it is beautiful and we both really really like it. So without even any hesitation we agreed to meet today and make an offer. I can't believe it, and I am just so hoping they accept. We made a pretty aggressive offer and hope that they will take it.

So who knows, maybe there will be OUR HOUSE PICTURES on here soon!!! Prayers, crossed fingers, and prayer boats all welcome!

The house hunt begins

So after what seems of ages of nagging Mike, as he usually does, he surprise me by getting us preapproved for a mortgage one day while I'm at work. It seems like I have to work and work at Mike to get him to agree to do something and then WHAMMO he just does it, after I have given up and think that all hope is lost. Oy.

Timeline:
Monday : Hubby gets mortgage
Wednesday: Meet for the first time with our realtor (wow! OUR realtor!!)
Friday: go see houses for the first time.

Tomorrow/Wednesday: Look at second round of houses!

Can you believe it?? We don't fool around here I guess.. Well that and the fact we would like to take advantage of that good ol' tax credit. Thank you Mr Government. So after the first six houses, Hubby and I of course have picked two favorites.. Two DIFFERENT favorites. The rundown(with as little bias as possible, I will try)
My fave:
1910 red brick house with character out the hoohoo, loads of ugly wallpaper and MASSIVE POTETIONAL. (picture a dining room with chair rail, crown molding, great staircase with inlaid wood work) 4 bedrooms, 2 baths, attached two car garage. His complaint: too much work

His fave:
Traditional house with 3 TINY bedrooms, 1 bath, recent updates done poorly by the homeowner (seriously, no mudding over the drywall tape:() Nice living room and dining room but the second floor is TINY. (I think I mentioned that?)

So tomorrow we go to look at some new ones. Will a new favorite emerge? Will we find anything we can agree on? In my dream we are going to walk into one of these houses, give each other a look, and it's done; we've found the house. That's how we found our wedding venue, it was like we both knew right away that it was the perfect place for us. Here's hoping.

Quilting : A gateway drug

So, as my little projects come along here, the EXACT thing I predicted happened. I pasted some of my quilting projects on my facebook page, so that friends who have not seen my blog could check them out. So, as predicted in a previous post, people have COME OUT of the wood work trying to recruit me for other crafty things!! After the latest request, I said to Mike on the way home,"Seriously, they say marijuana is a getway drug, well let me tell you, QUILTING is the gateway drug of crafting!" I so so appreciate that people want to get together with me and be crafty and have some fun. Trust me, with all of this down and out stuff right now in the job department, I need some friend time. However, I DO NOT want to stamp, crop, scrapbook, knit, cross stich, etc. My sewing machine and I are fine together and will be fine nor do we need your drugs of choice. Thank you though.

That being said, please check out my latest pics of the quilt I am working on. We are two and a half strips of seven down. Also I made these coasters, which two were very successful, two were less so.

Spring Green

Well Gee Thanks Universe.. apparently you are listening to me. I hope that follows with a job. So Mike sat down with me this evening and ACTUALLY looked together at houses and found some really cute ones and some HORRIBLE ones and he said he is going to ask around tomorrow for a realtor in the area is good. This is a step forward! I am hoping that he gets some good recommendations because I feel like it's all about a recommendation when it comes to things like realtors. Would it be wrong to post the super cute house that we found? Maybe I should keep it a secret so no one swoops in and grabs it from me!! All I'm going to say is brick two story with old school charm and lots of ugly wallpaper that I would be happy to take down and do a little re-deco on. The front door is white and has such presence and I could just see it with like two little kids sitting on the front step with their first day of school outfits on.. Just a dream.. And maybe a few flower boxes... A girl can dream, can't she.

So.. Any thoughts out there in blog land on how to pick a good realtor? I want someone who will get my taste and Mike's and understand we need a good compromise and are first time home buyers who are green.. like spring green. (I didn't have a title for this post until I wrote that.. there was no set up, I promise) I want to pick someone who isn't like too pushy because if I can't find the right house at this moment, I am willing to wait. And of course there is the fact that Mike is SUPER NEW ENGLAND, meaning he is blunt, doesn't mince words and is not rude but if he doesn't like it, he will tell you. Not always how things work or how people act in Minnesota. So a good cultural experience, I guess.

So Tips? I'll take whatever you've got anyone who is reading this.

Dear Universe

I NEED A JOB... I'm starting this post by putting it out into the universe. I have found in a weird way this week that certain things I have been hoping for that I put out into the universe have come true and come around, thus, I'm putting what I REALLY need out into the biggest universe I can think of at the moment: the blogo-sphere.

See, here's the thing: Mike and I (but honestly, more so Mike) are very very practical, especially when it comes to money. Mike has been known to, when making a new purchase, searching the internet for hours scoping out reviews, reading recommendations and searching for the right "one". I figure, heck, he chose me so he must be a pretty good picker, right? (hardy-har-har) When he bought the Jeep, it took him a LONG time to find the right one. Some day I will have to tell the legend of the Jeep, including the spot of groomsman at our wedding. When he bought his first hunting rifle, he spent SIX months picking just the right one. Anyhow, so no major purchase in this house is made without a lot of perusal and thought.

Bringing this around to the universe, I am dying to get a house as I shared previously. And Mike and I both would like that to be AFTER I get a job so we can get not just a lot of house, but also so we can make it wonderful and not be that dreaded word.. HOUSEPOOR. As a result, we have been saving saving saving since we got married, especially after we moved here. Since we are saving, I have been saying "no" to a lot of things I would have loved to do; trips to Mexico and Vegas with friends, shopping excursions, new living room furniture, a new bed, more extravagent Christmas gifts to one another, the list goes on. (maybe that list was too long. but there is a lot I feel like I have passed on) I am happy to sacrafice these things so Mike and I can reach our goal but some days, and for some reason, especially today, it makes me crazy and I just want to say to hell with it, and go book a trip for Mike and I to somewhere fabulous. Alas.. as I said before we are planners and Mike is a mega planner so I will keep on for the betterment of our future.

So now, dear universe, hear me. I need a JOB.

Well, it's finished..

There are more than a few things that are finished, as this post will attest. First, I finished my first quilt. It's only a lap quilt, but I'm really proud of myself for finishing it and being pretty pleased with it, and even MORE SO, starting another! So maybe my "noncrafty" days are finished too. I am book hunting this weekend for project books to use and create with. I would like to make a wall hanging of some point to put in my kitchen and would like to finish (is this theme getting a little much?) putting some decoration to these plain white walls which belong to someone else. I hope that comes to an end someday soon as well..

I have started a small list of must haves for our house hunt, which I am hoping will start this spring. If you have any house hunting tips, I would be more than appreciative. Also! If you have tips for finding the right realtor for us, I would take that advice to. How do you know if you get the right person who will be a good fit? Can you "interview" realtors? How? Advice welcome!
So, My list, thus far..
1. At least three bedrooms, but I would rather have 4. I want this to be a house we live in for a while. I'm so not a moving lover.
2. Two bathrooms, at least. (can you have too many?)
3. Curb appeal. I have to drive up the drive way and be proud that this is my house.
4. Attached garage. I've never had one in all my places until this one and I LOVE IT. There is nothing better than to not go outside to hop in the car on a miserable MN day.
5. Some updating needed. Mike and I are not looking for an overhaul product. BUT we are interested in working on a house doing some updating in a kitchen, bathroom, some paint, fixtures, etc. I know Mike would love to put on a deck, but I am NOT interested in a complete renovation. I don't know if I could live through a complete remodel. Not quite what I have in mind for our first house.


Anyway, also I am FINISHED (last time, I promise) with this DARN TRASH CAN. I am extremely grateful that my husband helps around the house a lot. He is very good about things and I am appreciative. The trash is one of the things that he takes care of all the time, but sometimes I need to take it out, especially when I get into a baking frenzy. When we got married, one of the things we got was a new trash can because our old one was also scuzzy. So we get this expensive round trash can which is going to change our lives, right? WELL, it has caused more aggravation than anything else. It rips the bag when I take it out because it catches on the hinge. Argh.. So I'm hoping I can convince him to get a new one. However, he says, "I'll take it out, don't worry about it. It's not a big deal, Stace." So.. Does this deserve to be written about? Probably not. BUT it has been aggrevating me to no end so maybe by writing about it, I'll feel better about it.

Thanks for any advice out there for the few people who read this. Much love..

Dear Martha (not THAT Martha, the other one)

Okay, you know when girls get together and "scrap" or "crop" or whatever they call it? I'm sorry out there to all of ya'll, but I just shake my head. I don't get, I can't get into it, and despite the numerous efforts by many friends over the years I just don't do it. I have been GIVEN multiple sticker sets, pages, pens, cutters, etc, all with the hope that I would get into making cards or scrapbooks and such. People spend thousands of dollars for these things and they have just been handed to me yet I don't get into it. I'll be a good sport and go to their parties and create a card or two, but that is where it ends for me.
So.. this will come as a shock to those of you out there who have tried to make Stacey "crafty". I have begun a quilt, and I love it. ** I am going to pause to let that sink in..**

So since we have moved, I have been telling people the most difficult part of the move is the fact that I haven't invested myself in something yet here. I used to be invested in my job, but since I'm just subbing now, I can't invest in that. So recently my favorite/closest cousin told me she is expecting a baby, and it got me thinking about the quilts my Grandma Martha made whenever a new grand baby was born, and that got me thinking about my grandma's sewing machine which was sitting at my parent's old house. So, I picked it up and my husband took to getting her oiled and working, even then I wasn't sure if I could make it. I often in life will not try something out of fear of failure or stop before I MIGHT fail because I am afraid.
So that's when my hubby says, "Stacey, it is your first time. It isn't going to be like the ones your grandmother or godmother has made. It will be just yours." And that was what I needed. My husband gave me the support and encouragement to try without feeling like I had to make one that was INCREDIBLE.

So, in the tradition of the many quilters in my life, including Grandma Martha whose machine is inspiring me, I have completed the top of my first quilt. Now the extremely intimidating part of basting and binding my quilt is left but I am so excited. And may have found, dare I say it, a crafty hobby. If I can figure out how to upload pics, I'll include those. I guess you just never know what the future can hold, or what the support of a loving husband can do.

Why snow days make you a bad person

So the snow is falling in Minnesota and no work for me today. So what do I do? Indulge in BAD BAD habits..
Number one: I made homemade Chex Mix, and am chowing down on it for my lunch (!) and should really be leaving some for the hubby who loves it. (side note: I put it away to write this post however the bowl is calling me)
Number two: its almost one... not dressed/showered/etc
Number three: Facebook. I will confess I love to snoop. I am so interested in other peoples lives and sometimes think I should have been a sociologist because I find it so fascinating...... Or maybe I'm just nosey.. Feel free to judge. So heres what happens next: I get this message from this girl who wants to know how I know these two friends that we apparently have in common. She claims we grew up together and I have NOOO memory of her. But fine.. whatever I add her and begin snooping to see if I can remember who she is, see if anything jogs the ol' brain, etc.. Well, I see some guy who's post is " back after our wedding weekend, pictures posted." Now, I dont' know this guy from Adam but hell, I'm bored so I click on him because I love weddings (secretly, I would like to be a wedding planner.. its an addiction. People said it was just because I was getting married but I love them.. I LOVE them still) So this is, honest to goodness, the most tacky wedding.

So here are the details to this secretly spyed on wedding by me:
1. Fake flowers. thats right, straight from Michael's Craft section fake red roses and white carnations. And THEY LOOKED FAKE. Now I know some people say there are spendy ones that look real, (I for one have not seen them) but these WERE NOT THOSE!
2. The groom is in the military as were all his groomsman so they wore their dress blues. Awesome. So why then are the bridesmaids wearing tacky light green pastel dresses??
3. The bride wore a headpiece that looks like one of those child's play tiaras that you get at a Renaissance Fair with white fake flowers on it. Enough said
4. Flower girl-- in BRIGHT RED
5. The cake looked like they picked it up at the grocery store that morning. It was a sheet cake that said congrats Sean and Melissa **(names have been changed to protect the innocent)
6. I couldn't tell what the venue was but there were clown masks hanging on the wall and those creepy crying clown pictures??

Now, I should not judge. It is terrible. Who am I to say? I am not perfect nor am I claiming my wedding was the epitome of weddings. However I want to know.. What was the bride thinking? How did it come together as it did? To all of you in blog space, I'm sorry if I have offended but CLOWNS?? REALLY?