And I thought last week was bad!

Hey folks!
As most of you know, I hope, Ken and I were engaged almost two weeks ago! These pictures were taken that day by my sister, Catherine. I don't think we even need to get 'professional' ones done, eh?

I'm so excited to be marrying this amazing man of my dreams ( despite my dreams about Tom Petty dancing in leg warmers) very soon! Jan 24th is the date--we were aiming for an extra week, but, a week sooner isn't too bad either.

It's only been about 10 days and I'm already begging Ken to consider eloping and SIGNIFICANTLY reducing our guest list. This would be heartbreaking to not have a lot of people that we love there, but it would be more heart breaking if the bride DIED before the wedding due to freaking out.

Wow--wedding are expensive eh? Who knew.

My body is crying out though--I went from studying for my exam, to driving 8 hours to Michigan, to writing the exam in about 4 hours to IMMEDIATELY going to Target and buying wedding invitations. No break. No respite. No down time.
Needless to say I'm exhausted. I woke up this morning disfigured by an eye infection. Now I'm taking drops every two hours that slowly drip down the back of my throat leaving a sharp bitter sting. It's lovely.

And on top of all of this I thought it would be grand if I invited Ken's parents and my parents over to meet at my place before it was even ready for guests. This has led to a mad dash of painting (melamine inside...in winter...windows barely open. You might think that the windows not being open is merely a side-effect of the brain-damage I've had, but no, the windows were never open to start with.), cleaning, unpacking, hanging things up, yadda yadda.

Now might be a good time for Ken to go away on a work-trip for 4 days. Ok. Done. No I have NO ONE to help me wipe the crust from my eye while I lap up the paint fumes and drill holes in my walls.
Well, my dad helped...but that's not the imagery I'm going for.

Anywho! Despite all this, I'm happy! I'm getting married SOON! And I can't wait. I can't wait for it all to be over and to be able to just be with him.

Is that weird? I've never day-dreamed about my wedding. I've day-dreamed about marriage, but the actual day....not really. I think I understood from a young age that my personality makes me susceptible to stress, disappointment and anxiety, so I must have just avoided the topic altogether and day-dreamed about retirement.

Funniest clip EVER!

Bon soir mon petite fantomes! You know who you are and you know I don't like it!

Anywho--Ken ditched me for hockey...shockingly...so I rented Run Fatboy Run. It was directed by (gasp!) David Sschhhhhwimmer, and stars the usual suspects from the Hot Fuzz and Shawn of the Dead movies. So, you know it's hilarious and dumb. (But not in a Just Friends kind of way, RB).

Here is my favourite clip--don't mind the intro. It was the only version I could find online. I might have watched this....8 times laughing and crying and rolling around on my bed in gorgeous agony (pardon?) as I laughed until it sounded like I was being smothered by my pillow. Half gagging and snorting. It was....well, as I said, it was gorgeous.

Just the first minute or so...

AHHHHHAHHHAAHAH WHOA! .....and YOU READY?!?

Ah. Gold.

Anywhoskis--I'm off to the cottage tomorrow morning bright and early. I should be packing, but who can pack when you're laughing alone? Hey? Tell me--who can?

I would recommend this movie. It was funny, the accents are enjoyable and, yes, there's even a good message to the movie; something that particularly applies to me and my exam next week--fortitude, discipline and follow-through.
Good things.

List

This is a list of things I'm going to do, or not do, in two weeks when I'm finished my exam:

1) Eat Flamin' Hot cheetos until it hurts to poo
2) Have a massage and not stress that it's 'taking too long'
3) Never look things up in an Index ever again. (I might be fumbling around a book for a while, but I'll find what I'm looking for eventually. Or give up. In which case what I'd been looking for mustn't be very important to begin with.)
4) Paint my forest green tv cabinet, and UNPACK. Holy crap.
5) Have a tea party.
6) Hang pictures on the walls.
7) Not think about another person's vagina for at least a week
8) Burn my flash cards
9) Leave all the facebook groups that have anything to do with babies or breastfeeding. Just because I can.
10) Never carry over 60lbs. of books on one shoulder at one time ever again!
11) Brush my hair.
12) Shave my legs--yes Ken.
13) I may or may not continue wearing sweats I bought second hand at the Village. It feels pretty good.
14) Stop spending in excess of 15 hours a week at my parent's place
15) Read a book that doesn't contain the words 'obstetric disaster' or 'nipple stimulation'. Well...maybe a book with the second phrase in it.
16) Visit people I haven't seen in ages and meet new people I've been putting off until the exam was over. That's right. I've been putting off meeting new people. 'I don't know you? Sorry. You'll have to wait...oh another month or so.'
17) Look for a job that supports me as opposed to a career in sucking my saving's dry and feeling like shit as it happens. It was a good run, but I'm looking for something more challenging.

That's it for now.
In the meantime, here are a couple pictures from my latest wedding gig: