Two glasses, the ocean, and the colors of the sky. (Yes I'm tipsy and philosophising...if that's a word).
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Our first bummer moment
The wedding and honeymoon have been awesome. For those that are friends on facebook, I'm sure you've seen our wedded bliss captured in the posts and photos. I'll be blogging about all the happiness soon...but first I have to get this off my chest.
Right now I'm bummed. The place we're staying has double parking spots, one car behind the other. We've been parking such that my Jeep is parked behind the bike. Perfect.
Tonight we take the Jeep to an excellent seafood dinner in Calabash. We return to find an older couple pulling into the space behind the bike. As they are getting out of the car Jim gets out and asks if they'll park somewhere else. They say the front desk told them to park here and that all the spaces are double-parked. Jim nicely said well there are other spots to park in there and there (about 50 feet away and across the street) and my wife is right here ready to pull in behind the bike which we'll be taking out in the morning. After smiling on the inside about how that was the first time I had heard Jim call me his wife to strangers, the woman promptly pulled me back to reality by saying that they would not move. Jim said, well we're on our honeymoon and have been parking here all week, would you mind moving. The woman says, well I don't give a frick what you're doing, we're not moving!
Really lady? Just because you're not getting any anymore doesn't mean you have to spoil our good time. Just sayin'.
Luckily, the front desk person came outside to straighten the people out and tell them where ELSE they can park, i.e., you can't block in someone you don't know. DUH! The husband moved the car about 20 feet to a space across the street. As luck would have it, they then proceeded up the stairs to a room two doors down from us previously habitated by the good Dr. P. (Please come back Dr. P!)
Ok, thank you for letting me vent. Now to continue our awesome honeymoon. :)
Right now I'm bummed. The place we're staying has double parking spots, one car behind the other. We've been parking such that my Jeep is parked behind the bike. Perfect.
Tonight we take the Jeep to an excellent seafood dinner in Calabash. We return to find an older couple pulling into the space behind the bike. As they are getting out of the car Jim gets out and asks if they'll park somewhere else. They say the front desk told them to park here and that all the spaces are double-parked. Jim nicely said well there are other spots to park in there and there (about 50 feet away and across the street) and my wife is right here ready to pull in behind the bike which we'll be taking out in the morning. After smiling on the inside about how that was the first time I had heard Jim call me his wife to strangers, the woman promptly pulled me back to reality by saying that they would not move. Jim said, well we're on our honeymoon and have been parking here all week, would you mind moving. The woman says, well I don't give a frick what you're doing, we're not moving!
Really lady? Just because you're not getting any anymore doesn't mean you have to spoil our good time. Just sayin'.
Luckily, the front desk person came outside to straighten the people out and tell them where ELSE they can park, i.e., you can't block in someone you don't know. DUH! The husband moved the car about 20 feet to a space across the street. As luck would have it, they then proceeded up the stairs to a room two doors down from us previously habitated by the good Dr. P. (Please come back Dr. P!)
Ok, thank you for letting me vent. Now to continue our awesome honeymoon. :)
Monday, April 16, 2012
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Wedding Details
For those that know me, you know I'm a details gal. I like them. They make me happy. In planning a wedding, there are lots of details to be had. For the most part I'm able to process the details, make a decision, and move on. However, for some reason I'm obsessing about plates. Yes, paper plates.
Our wedding will be very informal. Friends, family, sun (hopefully), sand, nibbles, and booze. We're setting up pretty much everything ourselves. Which means we're supplying all the paper products. Which means I get to select the plates. Which means I've been to no less than ten places to look for paper plates. I've probably spent about five hours looking at, purchasing, then changing my mind and returning paper plates.
So I narrowed it down to two styles that I really like. I bring them home for the hubby-to-be. Show off the two styles, so proud of myself. He reluctantly selects one, feeling the Y chromosome slowly leave his body. I happily check off that decision in my mind when he brings me right back to reality... "Baby, they're plates".
Hanging my head in shame, "Yes. Yes they are".
April 15th can't get here fast enough!
Our wedding will be very informal. Friends, family, sun (hopefully), sand, nibbles, and booze. We're setting up pretty much everything ourselves. Which means we're supplying all the paper products. Which means I get to select the plates. Which means I've been to no less than ten places to look for paper plates. I've probably spent about five hours looking at, purchasing, then changing my mind and returning paper plates.
So I narrowed it down to two styles that I really like. I bring them home for the hubby-to-be. Show off the two styles, so proud of myself. He reluctantly selects one, feeling the Y chromosome slowly leave his body. I happily check off that decision in my mind when he brings me right back to reality... "Baby, they're plates".
Hanging my head in shame, "Yes. Yes they are".
April 15th can't get here fast enough!
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