I've given up on blogging

Or perhaps blogging has given up on me? Interesting thought. Ok, well I'm not officially quitting or anything, just not sure what to write about these days. Let's see... what would you rather hear about? The five loads of laundry I did yesterday? Perhaps the 2 hour long nap I took today after work? This is riveting stuff!! THIS will surely get me more readers! Perhaps I could get some children, I've heard they spice things up... but then when would I take my naps?? No, that won't do.

I'm currently working on two ridiculous lists, one for honeymoon packing, the other for stuff I need to get done before the wedding. Here is an excerpt from one such list: "Get ring cleaned and rhodium plated" thrilling right? What's that? You're sitting on the edge of your seat waiting for more? Here is a really important one that I thought of for the first time today, "GET MARRIAGE LICENSE!!!!" I really hope I don't forget that one. It would be a real shame to do all of this wedding planning for 10 months to end up not really married after all. Ok, ok, one more just for you... "Take wedding shoes to get gripper thingy on bottom so you don't fall on your bottom coming down the aisle or on the dance floor with uncoordinated husband" That one is long... but quite important I would say. Anyone who knows me can tell you that I fall on my bottom quite regularly even with good shoe traction, I don't want to increase the risk with slippy shoes! By the way, I blame this incessant list making on Candis. I'm pretty sure nobody in the world had ever made packing lists until she did.

A great Friend's quote for today:
Rachel: "Why the hell didn't you tell me??"
Ross: "What was I supposed to do? Stand up and shout, Hey Rachel, your butt is showing."
Rachel: "Yeah!! Better you than Barry's uncle!!"

And the weeks go on...

Man the time is flying by lately. The weeks just keep going... I can't catch up. Jonathan and I will be "The Fitch's" in about 12 weeks. Wa hoo! Hopefully before that happens my wedding dress and veil will arrive. Oh, and I'll get the invitations addressed and sent out, the salon booked, the valet booked, gifts for wedding party, new clothes for our honeymoon, pay off the honeymoon, and perhaps a little laser eye surgery. At least I'm never bored. On top of all of that I have to cook, clean, and do laundry for Jonathan. Mainly because we have a new house with a new washer and dryer and I don't want him to mess them up. No, I do not have control issues, I'm just practicing being a good wife.

We got one of those cool new front loader "high efficiency" washer/dryer combos. Although, I've heard rumors from certain family members that the efficiency of a washer/dryer comes more from the user than the machine... aka.. they're never efficient if you never use them. Weird. I have made an offer to said un-named family member to do their laundry at a discount from what the dry cleaners charge, but alas, they have not taken me up on my offer.

*Important Breaking News* We will be changing the chicken served at the reception from Chicken Limoncello to Chicken Picatta. If I knew why I would tell you. Sorry for those of you who are disappointed. If I were you I would get the beef filet anyways... it's melt in your mouth good. And seriously, who orders chicken over steak when someone else is paying? Even if you don't like red meat, I'm pretty sure it's worth it.

Well, it's late, and I should be in bed as I have to get up early for work... or to call in sick.. hmm.. as I am now fighting off some kind of sinus infection that I woke up with after being worked to death.. ahem.. er... I mean after an enjoyable event with my sis-in-law. It's ok, she pays well. I'll just send her a Dr's bill for the illness I inevitably incurred due to working insanely long hours. She'll laugh, I'll glare, she'll threaten to let me plan the rest of the wedding alone, I'll tear up the bill.

Today's post is a good example of the title of this blog, just incase you were pondering the blog's main title.

Friend's quote for the day: "Joey has a hernia, but don't worry, it's nothing that a little laser eye surgery can't fix."
I'll throw in a second one today: "Monday one day, Tuesday two day, Wednesday, where? when? what day? Thursday. The third day."