Hey Brett?

I thought you were great at Green Bay, you were meh with the Jets and now you’re a Viking? Oh and that one year with the Falcons? You were crap. I know you used to drink alot so I understand some of your brain cells have called it quits…but listen…there’s a word you don’t know the  meaning of and you don’t seem to understand the concept…let me help. The word is: retire. Read below and pay attention to definition three.

Retire: re-tire

1. to withdraw, or go away or apart, to a place of privacy, shelter, or seclusion: He retired to his study. 

2. to go to bed: He retired at midnight.

3. to withdraw from office, business, or active life, usually because of age: to retire at the age of sixty.

 

  

Grand Theft Auto

I’ve never had recurring dreams or actually looked into dream analysis, most of the time I can’t remember what I dream anyway. The last few weeks though I have been having a variation of the same dream over and over. I’m always somewhere different but outside and I always steal an orange car. I have no idea why, I don’t even particularly care for the color orange. I wonder what it means…

Dresses

One more thing is done…my bridesmaid dresses are ordered! They’re just gorgeous (at least I think are) and it seems that my girls really like the dress (at least I think they do). It has a ruched sweetheart neckline and a sash, they’ll be in the chocolate brown shown here. They will wear these for the actual day of the wedding. For the mehandi they are all wearing pink saris of their own choosing/someone else’s closet.

Aren’t they pretty?? I *heart* them!

Ooooooh…

We picked out the presents I’m giving my bridesmaids last night…and I love them! They’re so pretty! I kind of wish I was my bridesmaid…maybe I’ll get one for me too. Hmmm.

“What if she brings her own chair?”

I have always thought that my younger brother must have been dropped a lot when he was a baby. On his head.

He’s been on and off with this girl for years, while my parents know about her they don’t like her and don’t acknowledge the relationship. My brother thinks he might possibly want to bring her to the wedding if they’re dating in November but if they’re not he won’t. He doesn’t want me to put her on the guest list or send her an invite…he wants to see how things are with them that week and decide. I explained how I needed to send invites, order food, favors etc and he responded with “If things are good with us that day and I bring her, if she brings her own chair and doesn’t eat then its fine right?”

Ummmm…no. No its not fine.

I can just picture this girl rolling up in the middle of my wedding with her folding chair and setting up shop behind my brother with her McDonald’s dinner and, as always, leaving a trail of glitter in her wake.

If You’re Happy and You Know it…

Clap your hands!

Things that are making me deliriously happy today:

• The beautiful day – sunny and 22C
• The New Orleans Saints staying in New Orleans
• Patio and drinks girls night planned for tomorrow night
• The super cute black strappy wedge heels I’m wearing
• My fiancemy
• My best friend’s acceptance into teachers college
• Snack size 100 calorie Jos Louis
• Finalizing my bridesmaids’ dresses
• Butter chicken

 

Happy Friday!

When Bridezillas Attack

I was in a bridal store a few days ago looking at dresses for my bridesmaids when another bridal party came in consisting of three attendants and the bride.

The girls were picking up their dresses and also using it as a dress rehearsal of sorts. They were very matchy-matchy, same shoes, same jewelry, and from the conversation the hair and makeup would be identical as well. They all came out of their dressing rooms and it seemed that one of the girls didn’t have her shoes with her. Not a big deal right? They’re all wearing the EXACT same shoes, she could put on someone else’s for a minute to make sure the length was correct.

Instead, the bride started screaming at her for being inconsiderate and not focusing on the wedding and only thinking about herself. So, the girl screamed right back about how she wanted to drop out of the wedding and she didn’t care that it was only two weeks away.  The bride said she didn’t want her to begin with, she only asked because they’re sisters and she had to. Ouch. The (former?) bridesmaid stomped off into the dressing room and the bride stormed out of the store.

And I? I got a great deal on my BM’s dresses and vowed to never yell at my friends that way.