For any of you who watch David Letterman, you will know where this comes from and you can just skip on down to the next paragraph. For those of you who don't, David Letterman does a top 10 list every night--sometimes over serious things, sometimes over funny things, but either way, it always turns out to be funny.
Stacy is always telling me that it isn't fair that I am the one who writes the blogs because it is always biased and sometimes pokes a little fun at him (probably a little truth to this). I have given him the sign-in information and password so that he can feel free to add to any blog or even create his own, but I don't think that will be happening anytime soon. :-) I think about how lucky I am on a daily basis to have him in my life (and make it a point to let him know how much I appreciate and love him). I truly think that everything happens for a reason and that God wanted me to move to Kansas City to meet him. I wanted to do a top 10 list of the reasons why I want to marry Stacy (any of you who don't like mushy are free to exit the blog now or just gag your way through it!!!!)
10. He refuses to argue with me when I am being unreasonable. Actually, he's not much of an arguing type person in general, but I do have my moments when I get my panties in a bunch and for some crazy reason (hormones, emotions, bad day at work, etc) just want to argue with someone. He can definitely sense when I am just picking for one of the above reasons and he will not take the bait. He stays calm and even-keeled, no matter what.
9. He is calm and even-keeled, no matter what. I have a slight tendency to be high-strung and hyperactive (runs in my family) and I want to go, go, go at all times and sometimes miss the smaller delights in life by doing this. His calm, smooth manner and refusal to worry about all of the small details forces me to take a couple of deep breaths (usually when I need it the most) and slow down and quit sweating the small stuff. He is the tortoise to me being the hare.
8. I can be goofy around him. As much as I don't want to admit it, I really am just a HUGE dork. I am clumsy (busted my ass twice in the first weekend that I met him). I like to make jokes and cut up and make silly faces. All of this can be done right in front of Stacy. I don't have to hide the dorkiness.
7. He has accepted my package deal. I told him when we first started dating that Levi (my sweet puppy), Chickie (my VERY high-maintenance cat) and I were a package deal and that if he wanted to date me, he had to accept all three of us. He has gone well above and beyond that. He absolutely adores Levi and would do anything for puppy and he even lets Chickie lay on his chest and purr and knead her claws. He takes great care of them when I am out of town and even got Christmas presents for both of them!
6. He will still go out to dinner with me and even split meals with me. I know that doesn't sound like a big deal, but I have a list of foods that I will NOT eat--either because I don't like them or they hurt my stomach. Here is the short list--onions, olives, green peppers, cooked orange vegetables, celery, lima beans, liver, coffee, mystery meat (pepperoni, salami, pastrami, sausage, bologna, hot dogs, bratwurst, etc) octopus, calamari, coffee, anything that has too much garlic or too much cheese (I LOVE cheese, but it doesn't like me). Some of his favorite foods include: olives, onions, green peppers, sausage, pepperoni, brats, octopus, calamari (are you getting the picture yet?) When we go to the Royals games, his favorite thing to get is a sheboygen (not sure what this is, but it is definitely classified as a mystery meat) and pile on the onions, peppers, and kraut. I could gag just watching him eat it. He has even cooked for me and cooked mine separately so that it wouldn't be contaminated by the onions and peppers!
5. He gets me pink roses--Often. Enough said!
4. He cares so much for my family too and does really sweet things for them and usually, I don't even have a clue what he is up to. Just recently, he bought a game (washers) with the UK decals on it, knowing what big fans they were.
3. He does sweet things for me and pays attention to the details where I am concerned. For instance, last year for my birthday, he threw me a surprise birthday party and even had my family come in from out of town and I had no clue. This year, he upgraded my computer because I was always getting frustrated that it ran so slow. One year, he got me a tv for my bedroom so that I could fall asleep in my bed watching tv rather than sleeping on the couch every night.
2. He will be an AWESOME dad. He will be patient and always looking out for the kids' best interest. When we went to Kentucky last weekend and took Levi with us, Stacy had already loaded up the car and when I went out there, he had put Levi's bed in the backseat so he would be more comfortable on the ride there.
1. He is my rock. He is always there for me and he makes me laugh and we have fun together. While I am looking forward to the wedding day, I hope I never lose sight of the fact that most of all, I am looking forward to being his wife and being married to such a wonderful man. I am a better person because I am with him.
Friday, May 30, 2008
Monday, May 5, 2008
Dresses for the Moms
On the same weekend that Mom came out to find a dress for me, we had also planned to look at dresses for both of the Moms. I wanted to make sure that Mom and Opal got to spend some quality time together getting to know each other better--after all, we were all going to be family. We had the whole weekend planned out. Friday night, we were going to have Opal spend the night that night so we could get up early and get to our appointments. Then, on Saturday, we would go look at dresses for me and for the moms and then go out to lunch at Red Robin. It would be a long but fun day.
Friday night, we got a later start than originally anticipated--Mom was driving in and would meet me in one of my stores that was right off the highway and then follow me home. Well, Mom ran into a tiny bit of car trouble on her way in-she got a flat tire and had to have a new tire put on which set her back a couple of hours. By the time we got to the apartment, Stacy, Jennifer and Opal (Stacy's mom) were already there and Jennifer had the appetizers going--artichoke-spinach dip, fruit tray, and something sweet. Levi (my dog) was on cloud nine--he had all of his favorite people in one small apartment (except for Dad and Jimmie-Stacy's dad) and was going crazy with throwing his toys at everyone getting them to play with him. Chickie (my cat) was also pretty happy. We just hung out, talking, getting to know each other better. This process seems to be eased a little by partaking in a little adult beverages. This I can handle. We had options--what do you want? Beer? No. Wine? Sure we will have little of that (especially since Mom brought the case of wine that we got when we went to Huber winery outside of Louisville after Christmas and were anxiously awaiting Mom and Dad to send them to us, but that is another blog entirely!) We cracked open a couple of bottles of wine and each had a glass or two.
I had another trick up my sleeve--Chocolate Martinis!!! Who doesn't like Chocolate Martinis? Neither Mom nor Opal had ever had one so we fixed them up and they both REALLY liked them. Much more than either anticipated. We already knew that Stacy, Jennifer and I liked them, but there was one unexpected surprise--Levi-Wilbur LOVES chocolate martinis! Now, I am not by any means recommending that anyone go out and give their dog chocolate martinis, but it certainly calmed Levi down a little and we had a great night. I think both the Moms were feeling the martinis by the end of the night.
Saturday morning, we got up, got ready and went to try on dresses--since you already know the story of my dress, I will tell you about the moms. When we were nearing the end of me trying on dresses at David's, we sent Mom and Opal to start looking at some that they would like to try on. Less than five minutes later, they were both back...empty-handed. Of course, Jennifer took charge of the situation. "Where are your dresses?" she asked them. "We didn't see any that we liked." they replied in unison. HOLD UP--was it possible that the whole time these sweet ladies were patiently watching us try on dresses they were secretly conspiring against us? They didn't want to try on dresses? Surely not. You bet your sweet a** they were. Jen promptly told them they hadn't looked hard enough and to go back and look some more. For all parents out there--when did it happen for you that your kids started using your own words as ammunition against you? Did you really raise this person who is all of the sudden bossing you around? For all the kids out there--when did you become your mom or dad? You always swore that you would not be like your parent and all of the sudden, you find yourself saying exactly what you always said you wouldn't. Jennifer and I went and helped them pick out a few dresses to try on and then kept up our system--taking pics and writing notes. There we a couple of possibilities.
After David's, we went to the Mall. We started out at Nordstrom because I had a couple of friends whose moms had gotten their dresses there. Apparently the timing was off because we couldn't find a single thing there. So, we went down to Dillards. Even though I am in these stores on a VERY regular basis (it is my job, after all) I don't often make it up to the dress department. In fact, it is very rare. They really had a lot of nice dresses there. We picked out at least 8 dresses apiece for Mom and Opal. Mom found one that she loved, loved, loved. We bought it right away. I must get my aversion to dresses from Mom because the conversation that we had prior to dress shopping went something like this: Mom, if I have to wear a dress to the wedding, then you can put on your big-girl panties for a day and wear one too!!! Her dress that she got is gorgeous and fits her very nicely. She even admitted that this is one of only three dresses that she has ever owned that she absolutely loves--her wedding dress, the dress she wore to my Grandparents' 25th anniversary, and this one. She will have to have it hemmed though (big shocker there!) Opal found a dress that she likes, but isn't completely sure on--they have gotten some new dresses in at Macy's that we are going to look at before we make a final decision and get her dress.
Afterwards, we picked up a cranky Stacy (I had initially told him we would eat a late lunch at Red Robin and it was definitely dinnertime) and went out to Red Robin for dinner. Mom had been seeing their ads on TV and wanted to try one of their hamburgers. We all had a really good time and a great weekend. The thing that I am most excited about this wedding is that I truly feel blessed to have both my family and Stacy's family and I love it that the families get along. I am a very lucky girl to have our families coming together. The more the merrier!!
Friday night, we got a later start than originally anticipated--Mom was driving in and would meet me in one of my stores that was right off the highway and then follow me home. Well, Mom ran into a tiny bit of car trouble on her way in-she got a flat tire and had to have a new tire put on which set her back a couple of hours. By the time we got to the apartment, Stacy, Jennifer and Opal (Stacy's mom) were already there and Jennifer had the appetizers going--artichoke-spinach dip, fruit tray, and something sweet. Levi (my dog) was on cloud nine--he had all of his favorite people in one small apartment (except for Dad and Jimmie-Stacy's dad) and was going crazy with throwing his toys at everyone getting them to play with him. Chickie (my cat) was also pretty happy. We just hung out, talking, getting to know each other better. This process seems to be eased a little by partaking in a little adult beverages. This I can handle. We had options--what do you want? Beer? No. Wine? Sure we will have little of that (especially since Mom brought the case of wine that we got when we went to Huber winery outside of Louisville after Christmas and were anxiously awaiting Mom and Dad to send them to us, but that is another blog entirely!) We cracked open a couple of bottles of wine and each had a glass or two.
I had another trick up my sleeve--Chocolate Martinis!!! Who doesn't like Chocolate Martinis? Neither Mom nor Opal had ever had one so we fixed them up and they both REALLY liked them. Much more than either anticipated. We already knew that Stacy, Jennifer and I liked them, but there was one unexpected surprise--Levi-Wilbur LOVES chocolate martinis! Now, I am not by any means recommending that anyone go out and give their dog chocolate martinis, but it certainly calmed Levi down a little and we had a great night. I think both the Moms were feeling the martinis by the end of the night.
Saturday morning, we got up, got ready and went to try on dresses--since you already know the story of my dress, I will tell you about the moms. When we were nearing the end of me trying on dresses at David's, we sent Mom and Opal to start looking at some that they would like to try on. Less than five minutes later, they were both back...empty-handed. Of course, Jennifer took charge of the situation. "Where are your dresses?" she asked them. "We didn't see any that we liked." they replied in unison. HOLD UP--was it possible that the whole time these sweet ladies were patiently watching us try on dresses they were secretly conspiring against us? They didn't want to try on dresses? Surely not. You bet your sweet a** they were. Jen promptly told them they hadn't looked hard enough and to go back and look some more. For all parents out there--when did it happen for you that your kids started using your own words as ammunition against you? Did you really raise this person who is all of the sudden bossing you around? For all the kids out there--when did you become your mom or dad? You always swore that you would not be like your parent and all of the sudden, you find yourself saying exactly what you always said you wouldn't. Jennifer and I went and helped them pick out a few dresses to try on and then kept up our system--taking pics and writing notes. There we a couple of possibilities.
After David's, we went to the Mall. We started out at Nordstrom because I had a couple of friends whose moms had gotten their dresses there. Apparently the timing was off because we couldn't find a single thing there. So, we went down to Dillards. Even though I am in these stores on a VERY regular basis (it is my job, after all) I don't often make it up to the dress department. In fact, it is very rare. They really had a lot of nice dresses there. We picked out at least 8 dresses apiece for Mom and Opal. Mom found one that she loved, loved, loved. We bought it right away. I must get my aversion to dresses from Mom because the conversation that we had prior to dress shopping went something like this: Mom, if I have to wear a dress to the wedding, then you can put on your big-girl panties for a day and wear one too!!! Her dress that she got is gorgeous and fits her very nicely. She even admitted that this is one of only three dresses that she has ever owned that she absolutely loves--her wedding dress, the dress she wore to my Grandparents' 25th anniversary, and this one. She will have to have it hemmed though (big shocker there!) Opal found a dress that she likes, but isn't completely sure on--they have gotten some new dresses in at Macy's that we are going to look at before we make a final decision and get her dress.
Afterwards, we picked up a cranky Stacy (I had initially told him we would eat a late lunch at Red Robin and it was definitely dinnertime) and went out to Red Robin for dinner. Mom had been seeing their ads on TV and wanted to try one of their hamburgers. We all had a really good time and a great weekend. The thing that I am most excited about this wedding is that I truly feel blessed to have both my family and Stacy's family and I love it that the families get along. I am a very lucky girl to have our families coming together. The more the merrier!!
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