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and super easy to make too, minus the dipping in chocolate bit. The only problem is I don’t have the necessary equipment to temper the chocolate, so these babies can’t leave the fridge otherwise they’ll get all gooey

delicious chocolate goodness.

mmmmmm….

Also, crab curry. But I didn’t take any pictures of it before I devoured the whole thing.

after hanging up the phone:

t: bonus points for calling my dad to wish him happy father’s day while he’s out for lunch with my cousin’s fam and our visiting relative!
a: and what are these points redeemable for?
t: … daddy hugs?

On discussion the bachelorette party:

MOH: BTW, Nathan* has offered to strip for you.  I’ll make sure he starts working out more if you say yes.
A: At least you’ll finally get to see Nathan. You always complain that he’s like the polkaroo.

*Nathan is my fantastic MOH’s fiance

I’ve suddenly got a lot of ideas for the wedding and I’m not sure if I’ll finish them all before I head back to TO. I suppose I could also do them while I’m there, but I’m fairly certain I’ll be super distracted by family and possible work that I may have a freakout a week before.

Also - I threw out my back. Or something. I can’t run. I can’t play ultimate. It hurts to bend over to put on socks. Or walk up hills. Or walk down hills. I’m in such a sad state, especially when the ulti team needs girls But being back broken has given me lots of time to sit around and do wedding activities.

Also - I’m going down to Seattle next weekend as A has a conference there so we’re taking a trip and hanging out with my nerd friends (heart!) and doing some shopping? I’m really looking forward to it. We also shipped a lot of crap to their place to bring back, including Steph’s BM dress so I really should go pick it up soon. It probably needs alterations of sort.

I would post pictures but apparently they’re on the other computer. Having two laptops is sometimes extremely fustrating when it comes to coordinating things.  It’s even more fustrating when both laptops are kinda sucky.

Hugs to Steph & Gord for their beautiful wedding at Casa Loma. It looked fantastic!!

This seriously has to stop.

So it’s apparently past my wedding day and I’m in TO looking at pictures of the day only to realize that I was not wearing my wedding dress. I was wearing a wedding dress, but it wasn’t mine. So I’m furious, and start yelling at my parents: “why am I not wearing my own wedding dress! I can’t believe you let me go down the aisle in someone else’s dress!” to which my mom replies “how come you can’t tell your own dress from someone else’s!” (mom-1, tee-0).

I go to my closet and see the dress in there in it’s white covering and I’m fuming  “the dress is right here! you didn’t know that this is my dress! it’s in the dress cover and everything!” At this point, I call A, who’s staying at his parents (even after we get married, it’s all backwards I know) and I’m whining to him about the whole situation. A says “Are you sure it’s your wedding dress?” And I say “of course it’s my dress! How can you not tell a wedding dress from -” and I open the covering hanging in my closet and it’s a ridiculous pink prom dress in there. Apparently I wanted to get married in a pink prom dress.

And of course I stared at it while on the phone with A thinking “what in the hell was I thinking?”

Good thing I woke up before I saw my mom again, otherwise I’d have to listen to her smug “I told you so” (and no, that doesn’t up her score to 2).

Apparently it was June 19th and I was bumming around my house when my mom shows up at my door and asks why I’m not dressed yet. And I say “dressed for what?” and she says “your wedding”. Er?

Apparently I thought my wedding was supposed to be a week later on June 26th, but I was wrong and people were on their way over to our house as we spoke. To make matters worse, I realized that Steph’s dress was still in Seattle, so one of my bridesmaids had no dress to wear! Crap! And Elaine’s was still be altered! Double crap! So I’m running around in my jeans and plaid shirt (I dunno why, I don’t even own a plaid shirt anymore) wondering what to do when Steph shows up at my door all angry that I didn’t get her dress yet, and then she’s even more angry because she’s also wearing jeans and a plaid shirt, and again with the whole “my vendors aren’t around because I told them all june 26th” deal.

This sucks, I hate waking up angry. I seriously need to get on this planning bandwagon. Currently on my to-do list: music.

jsey: so picture a DQ ice cream cake.
tee: okay.
jsey: the outside of the cake is the presentation layer. and the icing between cake layers is the middleware that holds everything together! that way the layers can interact together.
dubPR: i want a blizzard.
tee: don’t distract! I’m learning!
jsey: … and a blizzard is like cloud computing with everything mixed in.
dubPR: hey who wants to go get a blizzard?

Discussed over a Starbucks break.

I had a dream last night that it was my wedding day, and I was for some reason getting married at some old wooden church and all of my vendors were AWOL. So all my guests were seated at 10:55 and I’m downstairs waiting to make my grand entrance when someone tells me my minister isn’t here. And I’m like, wtf? But that’s okay, because I’m a church, and the minister of whatever parish this is can perform my ceremony for me! So I go on a hunt for the church minister in my wedding dress –

Oh, yeah and my wedding dress was my actual wedding dress, but for some reason the bottom hemming had come undone completely when I put it on at the church, so it held in place by safety pins and came out like a giant fishtail. It was… not pretty.

– so I’m running around trying to find the priest, and when I finally find him he says he can’t perform my ceremony because I’m not a member of the parish. And besides, didn’t I already have a minister booked? So I mentally shake my fist at him and decide to try and call the minister I booked to find out where the heck he is, only to take out my phone and realize it was completely dead. Angry and cursing to the sky, I pull out my bag to find the binder of contracts except it’s not there because I didn’t bring it. Genius.

So now I demand a computer (and at this point the priest cannot deny my request because I’m going bridezilla) to try and find his contact online because I’m sure it’s on some website somewhere, and while I’m scouring the internet, a groomsman comes by and timidly asks what to tell the guests who are getting antsy upstairs. The clock reads 11:30. I say just play some music in the meantime, and tell them we’re having some logistics issues. to which the groomsman replies, but the DJ isn’t here. And I have a complete freakout. All of my vendors apparently were a no-show, and I had no contacts for any of them, and everything was late and my guests were slowly getting up and leaving ahhahaa.

And in the middle of my freakout, I woke up completely angry and disoriented and it was completely dark outside and I had no idea what time it was.

So I drank some water and went back to bed. Angry.

My wedding is kind of fast approaching. I’ve got a lot of things left on my plate, and it’s really hard to concentrate seeing how the weather is so nice outside. But I can share one random thing for my wedding, and that’s mason jars.

recycling mason jars

I’ve got about 15 so far sitting in my apartment (I didn’t think about the transporting bit yet, we’ll figure that hurdle out when we hit it). The crazy thing is I’m not entirely sure what to do with them. I did test them with candles and they held up fairly well, but I may need to revisit this. Right now I’m thinking of throwing flowers in them instead of candles, so that they’re easier to move around during the day (and who needs candles outdoors during daytime? what was I thinking!).

Inspiration for the wedding comes in waves. Some days I say “I’m so over this whole thing”, and some days I can’t stop thinking about it. I get excited over new ideas and pictures - it becomes an obsession. A is getting confused with my hot/cold relationship to our wedding. It may also have to do with the fact that we had this conversation recently:

tee: let’s go visit San Fran after our wedding for 2 weeks!
a: sure? like a mini honeymoon? what’s in San Fran?
tee: yes. also jason mraz is playing there end of august
a: omg *starts walking away*

Less than 3 months to my wedding. Working hard at just trying to keep an even tan, but my obsession with being on the water, 8k running, and 3 hour ultimate frisbee games will be the end of it, I’m so sure. I have no lines, but my shoulders are shades paler than my forearms. Boo.

jsey: maybe if i always dressed in one color… i’d get an associated … giant robot to go with my style
tee: possibly. which animal would you get?
jsey:  mmm… thats like “if you were to get a power ranger robot animal, which one would it be?”
jsey: i think the animal that best match me would be…. a monkey. or a lemur
tee: omg, I’d be a penguin wouldn’t I? that’s … kinda useless.
jsey: yah wut would u do… slide around on ur stomach?

“PENGUIN!”

I’ve finally figured out how to get a mini blog working on my site. Now to fill it with random links. I wish there was a way to post some stories behind the links, but we’ll figure that one out later. Anyways, it’s late and I’m sleepy.