"That thong th thong thong thong!"

Ever since I got to work this morning I've been trying to figure out what this weird bump under my jeans was, by my left knee.

Finally went to the bathroom to inspect.

I've been walking around all day with a dirty thong tucked into my pants leg.


Have fun with that one.


All I have to say is thank god for skinny jeans and boots, cause there was NO WAY it could have gotten out by itself.

And I need to stop leaving my dirty laundry on the floor.

I think I'm going to listen to the "Thong Song" on my iPod now.

THE SICKNESS! And stuff...

You know what sucks?

Having THE SICKNESS. Not the SWINE, because thankfully I don't have that, but a coworker of mine does, and OMG scary!! I have what started out as a sore throat, and then morphed into the usual cough/cold/losing my voice that I have twice a year. Fun. I'm sure the people sitting near me on the Bolt Bus LOVED me this weekend.

Also sucking is this semi-blog writers block I've got going on. I have nothing good to write about, and I don't want to just write about what I did each day, or how I sat and YouTubed cute puppy videos with Arielle and my cousin this weekend. Blah.

But you know what's awesome?

Going to the Harry Potter exhibit at the Boston Museum of Science with the aforementioned people. OMG it was amazing. I wanted to touch everything. Costumes, sets, THE SORTING HAT. So. Cool.

Navigating the T with the help of Arielle's super great, idiot proof directions. Literally, idiot proof. I have no sense of direction whatsoever, so Arielle supplied me with directions that went as such:

"Then go through the turnstile and follow the signs to INBOUND trains towards Alewife (it might say via Park Street). Then get on the train (to Alewife, remember.) If your train is headed to Ashmont or Braintree, you are going the wrong way, fool). Go TWO STOPS to Park Street. Then get off."

Seriously I write directions for myself like this, so it worked well. :)

Also seeing a camp friend of ours who is getting married in October, and realizing holy crap, we're old!! I've known some of my camp friends since I was 9, and its so weird that A) we're at the age where people are getting married, and B) I've known some of these girls for almost 20 years. SCARY!

Hopefully THE SICKNESS will go away soon, and I'll also get my blogging mojo back too. Meh!

Imperfectly Me!

I'm totally stealing this from Katie, because I think it's refreshing that she was so honest about her imperfections, and I always think about the weird stuff that makes me, Me. So here goes, me sharing my imperfections with you:

1. I leave clothes everywhere. My PJs in the bathroom from getting ready in the morning, clothes on the floor by my closet when I change for bed, clean clothes piled somewhere cause I'm too lazy to put them away.

2. I pick everything on my body. Scabs, pimples, errant hairs. I know I'm only making the problem worse, but I can't help it.

3. (I pick at Dave too. He resists.)

4. While I love to cook and bake, I cannot muster up the energy to cook dinner every night like some of you lovely ladies. The past few days? We went out on Saturday (were upstate with friends), had Ramen on Sunday, and got pizza yesterday.

5. I feel like I'm going to be a bad mom because I don't cook dinner every night. Nor do I think I will all of a sudden have the urge to when we have kids.

6. Instead of letting my hair go down and clog the drain while showering, I'll wipe it on the wall, and then throw it all out when I'm done.

7. My coffee, hot or iced, lasts me for HOURS.

8. I leave garbage in my car and Dave's car.

9. Dishes are left in our sink for days. Until it starts to pile up, or we run out of bowls/plates, we leave it there.

10. I shave the hairs that grow on the top of my big toes.

11. Even though they say 3 grow back for every 1 you pull, I pull the random grey hairs I find. Screw them.

12. Days will go by without me shaving my legs. Dave says he doesn't care, but I still feel gross and ungirly. But not gross or ungirly enough to shave more!

13. I will wear my PJs for like 3 nights in a row.

14. Jars of pickles disappear in our house. Because I eat them in one day.

15. If you think I'm listening to my iPod, and you want to talk about me/other people, you better make sure I really have music playing. Cause I definitely put in my headphones and then don't turn on the music so I can eavesdrop.

16. I sometimes think that I do nice things for other people JUST so I can feel good about myself for it/hear their praise of me.

17. My skin still breaks out and I hate it, but yet I don't take proper care of my face. I barely wash it before I go to bed, and only really wash it in the morning when I'm in the shower, cause I hate the water getting all over the place from our small sink when I splash my face with it.

18. A lot of my shoes smell because I barely wear socks with them. And I have clammy feet to make it worse.

19. I'm not meant to have long nails. I pick at the cuticles constantly (see #2), and chew on my nails. Guaranteed they'll be short and stubby for my wedding.

20. There are a bunch of random hairs that grow on my chin, and my neck (yes, neck!) that I pluck regularly. Also one that grows in the middle of my chest.


So, now that you know WAY TOO MUCH ABOUT ME... what about you? Care to share your imperfections? :)

"I'm So Excited!!! I'm so.... Scared!!!"

Unlike the last two Halloweens, Dave and I really didn't do anything this year. On Friday my office had its usual crazy party, but I chose to take a "sick day" and sleep in instead. And see one of my Bridesmaids Annie for delicious lunch at Panera. That night Dave had a party, and so I finally dressed up for the holiday. Wanna know what we were?

BEST SAVED BY THE BELL EPISODE EVER!! So, I was "Caffeine Pill Jessie Spano" and Dave was Zack Morris. I pretty much wore what she's wearing in the clip, down to the big bow on my head, and Dave wore tight jeans, a bright t-shirt under a button down, and a blazer. I sadly don't have any pictures of us, but I did take a picture of our AWESOME homemade props:

I spelled "caffeine" wrong on the bottle... don't judge me I made these in half an hour!
That's Dave's "Zack" cell phone, made out of a tissue box, straws, and duct tape. And on the right is my pill bottle, made out of an empty oatmeal container, construction paper, and some sweet printing skills. I also added a handle to the back of it, so it doubled as my purse!

I don't know why I wasn't super into Halloween this year like I normally am. Oh well. I was just kind of over it before it even began. Saturday night we spent in, handing out candy and trying to non-creepily lure kids to our apartment to trick-or-treat. (I had to make a sign with an arrow pointing down our stairs to make them realize we were handing out candy!)

BUT I already have an idea for next year's costumes! Let's just say they are AWESOME, and even Dave is excited. :)

Wedding Dream Woes

When I would hear of other brides having wedding nightmares, I used to think they were nuts. Now that I've had my THIRD wedding dream/nightmare, I take it back. My first dream was chronicled here. The second, I don't think I mentioned, but it basically involved my wedding dress being this ugly purple monstrosity, kind of like the below:

Lovely, right?
The dream that I had last night, was awful! It was a jumble of different things, having to do with the following:

- The rooms weren't set up in time for the wedding to start. For an event planner like myself, this was horrifying. Tables weren't skirted, food wasn't out, people were just milling about, etc.

- During the ceremony, it was super crowded, and Dave and I had our backs to everyone the whole time. Weird.

- I was VERY late in getting to the wedding. I don't know why, but I was rushing around frantically because I was going to be so late.

- Dave was wearing a blue jacket, and red shirt and tie. WTF? In real life, he'll be wearing black on black with a purple tie, so I have no idea why it was so different in my dream.

- People that weren't invited showed up. Like kids who go to Dave's shows.

Those were just a few things that happened during the dream, which kept waking me up all night. I really just remember feeling extremely frantic and uncomfortable. with T-5 months left to go, I wonder how many more dreams I'll have? Are they all going to be about things going wrong? I think it's interesting that I'm having these dreams, because I don't stress about the wedding too often (only once in awhile). Maybe my subconscious is stressing for me?

EEEEEK!

It's not me, its YOU

Dear Blogger:

How are you? It's been a little over two years since I started calling you my platform, and I think it's high time I said hello. So, hi!

I've been a loyal servant to Blogger since my beginning, but I'm starting to get the itch to make a move. You see, I like someone else. But we're still in that stage where I'm unsure, and the idea of the unfamiliar is stopping me, but it isn't as strong as it used to be. Blogger, forgive me, but I'm thinking of moving to WordPress.

The only things holding me back? The limitations I find when trying to pick a layout, and add widgets and other fun items. It's not as versatile as you, Blogger. (Or I just don't quite get it yet, which is possibly the case.) But it does have two very important things that you don't, Blogger my friend.

1. Pages
2. The ability to reply to comments

Why don't you have these features yet Blogger? I can't imagine they are very hard to come up with, being that WP is on that shit like white on rice. Is there a reason you're holding back? Are you too afraid of the unknown? Because I would REALLY love to be able to have pages on my blog, instead of linking to old posts/tags and calling it a page. And replying to a comment on the form? Well that would be nice as well.

Please let me know. Because otherwise, I may have to end our relationship soon.

You'll always be my first,

Lacey

Gives new meaning to "wanderLUST"

A certain blogger whom I adore has a Life List. Now many of us have Life Lists, as I do (soon to be published), but there is something on her list that has had me running through my mental archives to see where I'm at.

23. Have sex in all 50 states

I sat on the train last night, counting to myself. Then I texted this blogger a simple number. "7". Then I thought about it again, and when she responded (immediately knowing what that number stood for - cause she's awesome), I amended, and said "10 - including Washington D.C."

I ran home and asked Dave, and he only had about 4, he thinks. (The memory isn't so good with that boy.) So now of course I'm curious. Do you know all the states that you've had sex in?? Here are mine, in no particular order:

1. New York (obvs)
2. New Jersey
3. Connecticut
4. Pennsylvania
5. Maryland
6. Florida
7. Tennessee
8. California
9. Massachusetts
10. Washington D.C.

So, I've only "done it" in one state on the West Coast, and otherwise only on the East Coast. Interesting. I've got the Tri-state area down.

I think I need to add this to my Life List just so I can keep track! Hahaha.