Oh man, I’m beat.  I feel like I just ran a marathon or like I haven’t had a good night’s sleep in over a week.

But I didn’t and I have.

I usually always sleep well.  I mean, REALLY well.  I’ve been known to fall asleep just about in any situation including sporting events and in the middle of Grand Central Station.  If I need to sleep, I will simply sleep.  So, sleep has come and sleep has been good yet I can’t shake this all-around-body-exhaustion.

Maybe I’m getting sick or I just need more rest.  I definitely would take a nap right now if I didn’t have work to get done.

First a trip to the bank and then to fill-up my tank with gas because I’m almost on E.  Maybe getting a little fresh air will refresh me a bit.  Something.  Anything.

Well, the hotel that Sean and I were going to be checking into today called to inform us that they experienced some sort of accident in the King Jacuzzi Suite we had reserved.  Some overflowing, water everywhere, including the other 3 King Jacuzzi Suites they have.  Because why?  Because this my friends is the WAY THINGS GO FOR US!  We have ZERO luck.  I mean, if I said we had even the littlest bit of luck in the world I’d be sitting her telling you how our vehicle just blew up or our apartment got robbed.  That’s just how it is.

Two steps ahead, nine steps back.  Woooooo…

This will not deter us however.  No, not us.

Yeah, so I cried a little.  I’m highly emotionaly.  I like when a plan fucking works out the way it should.  And when it doesn’t…I cry. That’s what I do.  I cry.  So I cried, and then I fucking got back on to my “I don’t care”

yacht and moved along.

So, we don’t get the same room we had on the night of our wedding.  So, I don’t get to splash around with my husband in one big giant tub while playing XBOX360 and eating dipped strawberries.  So, plans changed and new things happen. 

I still get time with my husband and we have a way of making our own damn fun, with or without some water play!

• I fucking love fried spaghetti.  But it has to be leftover spaghetti.  Like don’t be making spaghetti and then in the same day fry it up.  It’s just not as good.  Sean doesn’t quite get my love for it.  I think it has to do with memories from my childhood and my mom always making it.  Good stuff that fried spaghetti.
• I QUIT SMOKING!  Like, quit.  I don’t crave it, but I do miss it, if that makes sense.
• I’ve lost 40lbs since Jan 12th-14th-ish, I forget.  40 lbs is a lot when I actually sit and think about it.  I still have a long way to go, but it’s on the right path.
• I just ordered some of this water sensations stuff.  The Donut gave it a good review and I thought I’d check it out. It’s different flavored liquid “enhancers” for water.  I don’t usually have issues drinking water throughout the day, but there’s nothing wrong with changing it up every now and then.  I got some strawberry-kiwi, mixed berry and grape. mmmmm
• I’ve taken the entire weekend off.  Of course, that means I need to kick some ass and get a few things out before then but I feel really good about taking time to pamper myself, and spend time with Sean.  I don’t think we’ve had a real day off together since January.  No wait, we had Easter off, but I did do some work.  It’s just been awhile and it will be nice to recoup.  We’re spending a few nights at the Marriott that we stayed at for our wedding.  Hello Jacuzzi!!!  We’re also going to go out to dinner at the pub where our Rehearsal Dinner was.  And I’m wearing my dress again (not out to dinner)!  It might be a little too big, but that means it’ll just be easier to take off heh I’m really looking forward to all of it!
• We’ve been watching American Idol and I have to say, now that it’s down to just those three, I’m having a hard time choosing.  I like all three of them.  Really!  I can’t choose.  Of course it’s not my decision, but it’s just, well, now I start feeling bad. They’ve come so far, yet one can only be the winner.  gahhhh
• islostarepeat.com

A few days ago I placed an order at mypleasure.com (sorry, NSFW, I thought that was obvious!) and today it arrived and I have to say,  I like what I see.  While our bedroom activity is just fine the way it is, it’s always nice to introduce new fun sensations and tastes and other good stuffers.  We are all about being creative and finding new ways to do the same old deed.

If anyone is looking to place an order themselves, they seem to be a very reliable online store.  And everything is neatly, nicely and discretely packaged and mailed directly to your door. 

Go on, try something new today!

So, flickr goes Gamma and I have to say, overall I’m happy with how things look and work.  No more java for the organize section, instead it’s the all powerful and mighty AJAX!  That’s nice and slick!

So far, there are only three things I don’t like…

1. removal of the border around images
2. the switching of the sets from the left side to the right (the page feels uneven)
3. and in the same vein, instead of displaying one photo under another, there is now the side-by-sode view on the main photo page and I just do not like it! 

I might just need to get used to it.  I’ll probably just have to suck it up. enh

I’ve caught myself the last few days, remembering where I was or what I was doing one year ago.

One year ago on Friday, it was my last day of work for over 2 weeks and I was a frazzled bitch.

One year ago on Saturday, I made my final payment to the hall.

One year ago yesterday, I headed west toward Sherri to get my cookies and cake.

One year ago today, I was getting new fun hair.

One year ago tomorrow I was printing and cutting and assembling all of my programs.

And the list goes on and on and on.

It’s amazing to me how quickly this year has gone and how wonderful it’s been. 

We still get the “how’s married life” questions and “is the honeymoon over yet?” remarks.  I won’t miss not hearing them anymore.  I don’t miss the stress and the craziness of planning and coordinating the biggest party I’ve personally ever thrown.  I don’t miss the dress appointments with my bridesmaids and the phone calls telling me what shoes they want to wear, what flowers they want to carry and what shawl they’ll sport on the way down the aisle.  I don’t miss the shuffling and the arranging of appointments and meetings and three-way phone calls.  I don’t miss the anxiety and the waiting.  I don’t miss the taste testing, the sample flower centerpieces, the must-take-photo-lists and writing the ceremony.  I don’t miss feeling panicked over last minute cancellations or finishing up and delivering my Out-Of-Town boxes.

I miss none of it.  Right after the wedding was over, I really mourned my wedding planning days.  While they don’t sound all that great from what I said above, they were some of the best days and when you’re completely enthralled in planning a wedding 24/7 and then go to doing NOTHING, it’s a big adjustment and I definitely felt sad that that part of my life was over.  I thought I would feel that way forever.

Now, today, I’m not sad anymore.  I don’t miss it like I did the first two months or so, after the wedding was over.  Today, I have my memories and they will never fade.  Plus, they come without the stress and aggravation, so it’s a total win/win.

I finally got my wedding video up and running.  If you wish to see it, please leave a comment or send a little message and I will share the link.  I’m not posting the link because Sean asked me not to give it out to the entire world.  Not like the entire world reads my blog, but he asked that I not directly post it.  And since he was nice about it, I’ll let him have his way on this one.

See?  Marriage.  All about compromise and negotiation.

I’ve decided to start a new list, because we’re now living in a high-tech paperless world, so it’s only appropriate that I get something like this for my hubby.  It comes in a box, which is like “paper” and it has instructions that will surely be “on paper” and I’ll give him a “paper card” too, so all will be right in the world.  It’s a little mix of old and new.

I know, I worry too much about silly things.  At least this is my biggest problem