Twitching Me Nuts!

I'd be lying if I said I was not completely stressed out. I promise myself (when I actually get to my home tonight) I'm going to make a nice lavender bubble bath, light some pretty pumpkin (favorite!) candles, and just relax. Ahh, I can almost feel it now!

For the last four days now (FOUR (4) whole days!!) I have had a twitch in my palm. It is my left palm on the thumb side of the "life line", right above the thumb muscle (if that description doesn't make much sense to you...just go with it...) It has been twitching non-stop. It makes it itch/tickle so I'm constantly touching it. ERGGG! So annoyingly frustrating! I wake up with it twitching, I go to sleep with it twitching.

This morning my left foot between my big toe and the next one (whatever you want to call it) started twitching so bad I had to take off my shoe and do a quick massage to make it stop.

My eyelids have been twitching off and on throughout the day. My right ring finger twitched for about a half and hour. I'm going twitching nuts!!!!

Which is why I need to take a deep breath (or a couple hundred) and say, "Ommmmmmmmm" in a nice warm bubble bath. I've tried massaging my hand in every plausible way I could think of. Honey gave me a nice neck and back massage yesterday (such a sweety). Still no relief.

I'm going bonkers. 4 days with a non stop twitch. What a pain in the ass.

Location found!

CHECK!!!!! I was very much stressing over this issue. Honey took care of it today for me so that I didn't have to. What a sweetheart! It is going to cost us $500 total. We ended up renting the building for 2 days and not the outside area. The building includes 20 tables (perfect), enough seating for about 120 people (again perfect), a full kitchen (added bonus!), restrooms (always a plus), and showers (weird). I'm told by other people it also has a large deck you have access to. And of course the huge plus of all of this is that people will not get rained on. I didn't realize how much this was starting to bother me. Now that I know it's not an issue it's a big weight off my shoulders.

I don't know if I mentioned this before, but in the invites we wrote for people to please bring their favorite side dish along with the family recipe so that we may create a "Wedding Day Cookbook". Having a full kitchen to our disposal will be a humongous, ginormous advantage. I know already some plan on bringing crock pots and such that need outlets and space. Yeah for the kitchen!

We are going out to the location Saturday to look at everything. We've never actually been in the building so I hope to bejesus that we did not just make an outragous mistake.

Only 39 days left! Oh my gosh time is ticking!!!

Flower Girl Basket

Check! I whipped this out earlier this morning. I braided raffia and hot glued it(just got a hot glue gun, Hallelujah! So much help!) to the basket. I bought the basket at the dollar tree.

Then I hot glued some maple leaves to the out side of the basket.

There are also maple leaves hot glued to the inside to cover the ends of the raffia.

Then I added some ribbon and Ta Daa! A pretty flower girl basket. I'm trying to find something else I can craft up today while I have everything out. Any ideas? I'm drawing a blank.

Ooo! Ahhh! Pretty!

Ta Daa!! This is the masterpiece! Obviously my hair is not done and please excuse the mess that is my appartment in the background. I swear those pictures makes it look dirtier than it is. Please move your attention to the silly soon to be bride in front of the camera if you will. This is The Dress!!!! What do you think? I'm in love with it. Not a fan of cameras though so I was goofing off for the pictures.

I am so in love with this dress! *eeeeeeek* I'm squealing with excitement. Next month I get to wear this dress for a day!

It's a Cult, right?

Call me a little slow. I was perusing the whole blogger thingy and found something that said followers. Followers? That's a pretty handy little gadget. Adds yet another fun little aspect to blogging. But it does sound a little cult-ish. I have a follower. I am a follower. Follower. Oh no, I've gotten myself into one of those moods. Follower. Weird word. Follower, follower, follower, follower. I still insist it is cult related. Oooh hey!! I am, in fact, a Reverand! Remember? I didn't. I forgot. But I am! Follow me people!!! I will show you the way into my deep and mysterious "religion" *cough cough* cult.

Follower. It reminds me of the skunk Flower from Bambi. Follower.

How we met

It occurred to me that how me and Justin met has never been brought up...until now. It was a dark and stormy night...Just kidding!

He wrote me on myspace. Not kidding. We talked a little bit via myspace mail. Then he wrote, "I know this is cheesy, but can I have your phone number?". I said yes, indeed, cheesy but gave it to him anyways. I like cheese. I remember feeling giddy and nervous. I called Sam over to look at his pics and asked her what she thought. She said to go for it! Thank God I did! I'm sooooo not great at talking on the phone so as much as I was excited, I was running the "what ifs" in my head. I was never one of those teenagers who spent hours on the telephone. I hated talking on the phone and I told him that.

So I gave him my number. And waited. And waited. Then I got another email. He said when he called my cell he got some guy answering the phone. I informed the silly boy he had dialed the wrong number. He tried again and this time I answered. We ended up talking for a good 3 hours that first time. Who knew?

We talked a few more times on the phone. Then he asked if we could go out sometime. I said sure as long as it wasn't McDonald's. That's where the myspace serial killers go. He said no problem. Burger King it is! It made me laugh. We went out that weekend. He pulled up to my parents house, I ran out before any of my family could interrogate, and off we went. The first movie we ever saw together was Disturbia.

During one of our many long phone conversations, we found out we have many, MANY things in common. One of them is movies. He even played the game me and my sisters play without me ever telling him about it. The game is to recite little pieces of movies and then ask what movie it's from. Well, during one of our talks he said, "What's your boggle?" Then all cocky, I bet you don't know what movie that's from?

I knew then that this guy was gonna get to me. I responded, "Oh, yes I do! That is one of my favorite movies ever! Demolition Man." I win!

We are, without a doubt, movie maniacs. I have found the perfect guy for me. My Honey ROCKS! And I owe it all to myspace.

Wedding Nightmare

I had my first (I think) wedding bad dream. We were all at the location. It wasn't raining...yay for that! Justin and his groomsmen were all in street clothes and told me they thought that was what they were supposed to wear. The whole ceremony and vows were never finished. No one had a clue what to do. Josh and Samantha (our brother and sister/officiants) had never before seen the ceremony they were supposed to read. We told them to just "wing it" direct quote from the dream. There were no decorations. No pretty dress for me. It was just everyone gathered around outside at our location trying not to look bored. Thank goodness that was just a dream!

Justin says he'll take care of the location dilemma for me. He says, "Honey, it will be done and paid for, 100% complete, by this Monday." What a sweetheart.

I'm getting married next month. NEXT MONTH!!! Can you believe it? I can't. I'm still in shock I found my soulmate. It was an ongoing joke in my family. Let's start at the beginning.

As you can see from the pics over to the side, both of my sisters were proposed to at Disneyland. The joke was that since I would never get a guy. I was planning to have a whole bunch of cats. One of them would be named Mr. Bubbles. I was going to take him to Disneyland and propose to him. Ha Ha, good laugh. It was never a problem for either of my sisters to get a guy. But me? HUGE PROBLEM. My father told me, "No wonder she can't get a guy. She's too much of a bitch for anyone to like." (What an ASSHOLE! It still makes me fume! Blue tipped fire is spurting out my ears as I type!) While that partly may be true, I just never liked anyone to ever say yes. Even to just a date. (Maybe because I had never seen a great, loving, open relationship? Maybe because I've learned that to show emotion is to show weakness? Maybe because I've learned that people, even those you think may love you, can be cruel?...Still fuming). I'm not a big fan of people. And I believe dating involves people.

So when I met Justin. Something clicked. We still have never fought. We have disagreements that are settled immediately. We are, simply put, perfect for each other. He is my other half. (cue background noises of people gagging) but it's true.