21 days

Whoa, 21 days til the wedding! Lots of stuff is done, done, done. At this point, I'm a little worried about leaving work for so long. There are only 2 of us...so my poor boss will be drowning in the madness on her own. HR still hasn't posted our internship description, so I'm gonna start talking to colleges myself. (And if you know any terrific editorial, early childhood ed., and/or graphic design types in NYC, who also happen to be full-time college students, puh-lease let me know!)

It's been a good week, even though we were rained out at the US Open. (That was sad, but I did see Rafael Nadal play tennis in real life for 2 sets, which was not sad. The speed of the ball and the players' remarkable reflexes just don't fully come across on TV.)

Next weekend, I get to try on my wedding dress (yet again). I think at this point they are finished altering it and may let me take it home. There is something so weird about putting a lot of time into looking for a dress and then not having it in your possession until 2 weeks before the wedding. I wish they'd change that—how are you supposed to dance around in it when your fiancee is not home and/or pick matching earrings and the right length of necklace?

Anyway, off to Book Club and to do city errands. I shall leave you with a SNEAK PEEK of the dress...

Friday dorkdom

I get so much satisfaction from Clorox-wiping my desk, phone, mouse, and keyboard on Fridays. So much.

How I know I am a wimp

I like to try to combat wimpyness in myself these days. I am not one for watching reality cop shows, but I recently caught some of the new TLC show, Police Women of Broward County. And then I realized how wimpy I am.

Exhibit A, Andrea Penoyer:

She's one year older than I am, and can't be much taller than 5'4" or so. Yet she tackles criminals to the ground and takes absolutely no crap. She keeps it together under extraordinary pressure. She's the only woman in her elite unit.

Also, she is raising her 8-year old son to kick as much butt as she does and is studying for her B.A.

I don't plan to start fighting crime, but I hope that I can someday be a fraction as un-wimpy as someone like this!

One month

The "one-month-til-the-wedding" card I got from Jenn. A nutter-butter day on the work front. A kind of stressful day on the wedding front, too, when I got sticker shock looking at our revised caterer contract. (But Chris did the math and we figured out that there is still extra stuff factored in and that it is fine in reality). Just looked back at this card and I cracked up!

Pre-wedding fun

Seems like we're in wedding overdrive lately, but there is a lot of fun leading up to this!

Exhibit A, drinking with my mom and aunts in Providence:

Exhibit B, Waterfire in Providence (through a slightly drunken lens):

Exhibit C, Cats love early wedding presents wrapped in paper.

Funnest activity ever

I am such a bad blogger lately! Well, we've been working away on wedding projects and I've started playing violin with a quirky sorta rock band, so I've been away from the computer quite a bit.

I have been dying to write about how much fun I've been having receiving response cards for the wedding. People have been so creative! We've received:

-beautiful drawings

-a "love" prayer card

-glitter

-smiley face stickers (from my grandma!)

-a card featuring funny ostriches (from Chris's grandparents!)

and the #1 most creative response...

-the bookmark card tucked inside Before You Leap, a book of sage advice "by" Kermit the Frog. The bookmark marked a passage about "finding your Fozzie"—your partner in crime, your all-weather, always bud.

(My dad wanted to respond that he could not attend because "I'm working that day," but my mom wouldn't let him write that. Haha.)

I should invite people to stuff all the time so I can keep getting fun mail every day. It is such an absolute treat to get home and leaf through the replies, taking in the different handwriting and little notes. I love our friends and family.

Phrase I can't stand

"Ramp up."

Do you guys ever say this? Is this even really a thing? I guess you can create a ramp and like, prop something up...? But you only gather speed on a ramp when you're going DOWN it, right?

I've always guessed that this is a bastardized version of "amp up." That one is OK with me, because "amplify" implies that you want to intensify something.

If it is a real thing, I still hate it! Heard it on the news and countless times at work this week. ::twitch::