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Thursday, February 28, 2008


Ok, I put up a picture of the lanterns from IKEA the other day that I want to use for our wedding. (YAY! I get to go to IKEA on SATURDAY! I'm going to visit Sarah and I am so excited!) So here is a photo of what I want our aisle to look like, basically the same. I decided against the aisle runner. Our church has an old black stone floor, it's beautiful and the lights will reflect off of it.

Almost forgot.

I got a new book today. I've wanted it for a while but it just came out on the 26th and I was trying not to buy it online because then I'd have to pay shipping. Well Megan and I went to Quiznos for lunch today (YUM-O. Try the new flatbread Sammies. They are DELICIOUS. At least the Italiano was.) and it just so happens that Barnes and Noble is next door. What a strange coincidence. So I got it. I'll let you know how it is, I plan on taking it with me to the Y in about fifteen minutes when I go. I keep thinking today is Friday for some reason, that could get me into some trouble tomorrow, ha ha : )


I went to get my eyebrows done yesterday while I was enjoying my day off work. I wish I had taken today off work too, everyone is freaking out because we have a seminar coming up and we have to make all of the books for it. It's really stupid stuff but I work with some pretty dramatic people who never fail to see the clouds on a sunny day. They pretty much suck. And they like it. If they didn't suck, what would they complain about? Anyway, about my eyebrows. I was thinking about how pointless it is that I get my eyebrows done. I know the shape, if I wanted to I could just keep them up myself without making the appointments, going in, spending money, and then doing it all over again. I've been going to Jennifer for probably about three years or more, and I love her. We get along so well, we talk about everything, I know all about her family, her boyfriend, some of their problems, and she even asked me if I would work for her if she opened her own salon. Yeah, I'm sure you're thinking, "gee Ang, what would you do in a salon with a history degree?" Not a whole hell of a lot of anything. Just answer the phone you know, stuff like that. So anyway, this thought bothers me a little. Do I only go get my eyebrows done (by done I mean waxed) so I can see Jen and we can have our once every three-to-four week chat? So we can catch up on each others lives?? Am I PAYING for friendship?!? So I let it bother me for a while, and I thought about it a lot, and I've come to the conclusion: I love Jen and I love my eyebrows. Maybe someday I can stop thinking of it as buying friendship. Makes me feel a little pathetic.

Here is a picture of some favors for the wedding that I think I like. They would be simple to make. Of course ours would be a "T" instead of a "D". I think a lot of people would like them, and I don't think it would be too expensive. I think they have a card attached to the back of the bag, we (read: I) could put a little note on there from us. I like the idea. The other idea is to get custom cookies from the Cookie Cottage (HEAVEN) and have an image (probably our names with a wedding cake clipart thing) put on them. I'm not sure which I like better.

"You're my best friend
Ooo, you make me live.
I'm happy, happy at home
You're my best friend"
-Queen, You're My Best Friend

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Catching up

I got like 20 books from my mom for Christmas. I love reading. It is possibly my favorite hobby (does it qualify as a hobby, I'm not sure). But I've been catching up on reading them. Now, you may be asking yourself how I have time to read (or you may not be asking that at all). I've been taking books with me to the Y and reading while I walk on the treadmill. It is proof that I CAN multi-task. YES!

I just finished reading The Last Summer (Of You and Me) by Ann Brashares. She is the author of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, this is her first adult novel. I've never read any of her other books so I wasn't sure what to expect. I LOVED this book. It is about two sisters, Alice and Riley and their friend/neighbor Peter. The three of them have been friends their whole lives and the story shows them facing their lives and growing up. This is the publisher review:

"In the town of Waterby on Fire Island, the rhythms and rituals of summer are sacrosanct: the ceremonial arrivals and departures by ferry; yacht club dinners with terrible food and breathtaking views; the virtual decree against shoes; and the generational parade of sandy, sun-bleached kids, running, swimming, squealing, and coming of age on the beach.

Set against this vivid backdrop, The Last Summer (of You and Me) is the enchanting, heartrending story of a beach-community friendship triangle among three young adults for whom summer and this place have meant everything. Sisters Riley and Alice, now in their twenties, have been returning to their parents’ modest beach house every summer for their entire lives. Petite, tenacious Riley is a tomboy and a lifeguard, always ready for a midnight swim, a gale-force sail, or a barefoot sprint down the beach. Beautiful Alice is lithe, gentle, a reader and a thinker, and worshipful of her older sister. And every summer growing up, in the big house that overshadowed their humble one, there was Paul, a friend as important to both girls as the place itself, who has now finally returned to the island after three years away. But his return marks a season of tremendous change, and when a simmering attraction, a serious illness, and a deep secret all collide, the three friends are launched into an unfamiliar adult world, a world from which their summer haven can no longer protect them."

So today I took Dress Your Family In Corduroy and Denim by David Sedaris. So far I'm not too into it. I hope it gets better. Its a memoir about his life. I got it because the reviews say its hilarious. I read it for an hour tonight and I haven't really thought anything was too funny. I'll give it a try though. Who am I kidding, I won't give it a try, I'll read the whole thing, eventually. I can't stand to have a book that I haven't read the entire thing. I did one time, but I had to read the end of it so I knew what happened, it was a terribly boring book, I can't remember even what it was called now, I just know it had a pink cover.

So thats all for the latest edition of the Angi Only Book Club. Join me next time.

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Contemplations on Life

Snow! Yikes. It snowed a lot here last night. Of course, it never snows enough for work to get closed, ugh. So here I am. Working diligently, can't you tell?

I have made a few more decisions on the wedding. I know that instead of pew bows I want to do lanterns. Sarah found this photo for me, they have these at IKEA. Since I have no idea what that is, Sarah is (I think) going to take me there this weekend. I'm VERY excited! I'm afraid of hurting Lisa's feelings though when I tell her about the lanterns. I'm sure she'll understand, but I know she had talked about how she wanted the pew bows to look. We'll get through it. And we'll have lanterns. : )

So Sarah and I were talking yesterday about my wedding and her future wedding and I got really excited about helping with hers and how much fun it was going to be, going shopping and all for everything, trying on bridesmaid dresses, and then I realized that I might be 2,000 miles away. And I almost cried. My heart actually sank, I swear it did. This is the first time since Josh and I have talked about moving Southwest that I've felt like I'd like to stay around Indiana, maybe the outside area, but Arizona seems so far when you want to help and be a part of something. Is it really that easy be a part of something from 2,000 miles away? Will my friendships last if I don't see my friends? I know my friendship with Sarah will because we rarely see each other anyway, but what about everyone else? I know I'll stay friends with Megan, too. I'm sure everyone who matters will stay in touch, but what if they don't? And if they don't, do I really want to be friends with them anyway? I'm on this self-questioning roll now and I can't get off. What if I get out there and I hate it? I know the answer to that is that I'll just come back, but do I want to risk that? I know I'll miss my family and that will be hard, but just thinking about not being able to drive for about two hours to be involved with Sarah's wedding made me really sad. Obviously I'll fly back often (I hope) but will I be able to afford that? I won't be working, I'll be in law school. Maybe Arizona isn't where I'm supposed to go. I just wish someone would tell me. And then in the back of my head I have this little nagging thought that I keep asking myself "do I really want to be a lawyer?" Truth is, I don't want to be some mega-lawyer with lots of money and status. I don't want that at all. I don't want to work in a firm like I work at now, I don't want anything big. My main goal for my entire life is to raise a healthy and happy family. I want to provide them with all the love I can give, I already know I won't put my entire heart into my job, because I'm going to put my entire heart into my family, so is it silly to even start law school? I mean whats the point? Obviously I'll give school my all, but when I'm done, my job isn't my life. This is just looking forward into what I want to see, but hopefully I can measure my life by those who I love and those who love me, and not by money. Because thats not what its all about.

"I bet it's warm in California
I think it's time to hit the road
I just might call that plain of gypsies
Whose searching for our pot of gold"
-Bon Jovi, Whole Lot of Leavin'

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Bridesmaid Dresses!!

Yay! These are the bridesmaid dresses I've picked out! They're going to look great! I just know all of my girls will love them, they're really going to be a hit! And they're so flattering, they could even wear them again.

Wedding Hair

I'm not really into the half up half down thing everyone seems to be liking for wedding styles. Mostly because I have some crazy unruly hair that cannot be controlled if it is left down to control its own mind. Because my hair does have a mind of its own. This will be manageable.

Another beautiful dress

I like this one a lot too, but so far the only place I can find it is online. : (


I love this dress so much. I haven't tried it on yet, but so far this is my favorite that I've found. It's so beautiful!

The Bride is Back

Check out our monogram I just made. I love it.

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Saturday, Saturday, Saturday

I'm relaxing this weekend. Which is amazing because I actually have quite a few things for school I could be freaking out about. I went to the Fort Wayne Museum of Art today with Megan. She has an assignment to do for her photography class and they have an exhibit right now of WWII photographs. They were pretty amazing. I'm sure everyone has seen this one before. I only got two pictures taken before I found out the "cameras are not allowed". So yeah. It was really cool though. I like looking at stuff like that. Some of the images are hard to look at though. Its just the raw emotion the photographer captured that makes me feel so much for the people in the pictures. I found myself wondering while looking at pictures of soldiers and prisoners of war "how do their families feel?" Which is really how I feel about the whole war/non-war we're involved in right now. I feel so badly for the families of soldiers who don't know whether or not they'll hear good news or bad from one day to the next. I feel bad for the soldiers children and for their wives. They have to be tough people. I'm sure I could handle it, not that I would ever want to, but I have total admiration for those people. That shows quite a bit of character.

Those three in the picture are "The Great Three". Josef Stalin, Franklin D. Roosevelt, and Winston Churchill. I can't remember the exact name of the conference they held, but basically they got together because Stalin was a jerk and he wanted to find a way to screw Germany until the end of time. Stalin super jealous of Hitler and the impact he had imposed on people. Whats funny (in a sick way) is that even now, if Stalin were alive, he'd be pissed, because more people recognize Hitler than Stalin, and Stalin killed more people. He was messed up. There you go...history lesson for the day. : ) I really enjoyed our own museum better than the Chicago Art Institute. Obviously, ours had less stuff, but I think the exhibit was better than any I'd seen there. Oh well, it was fun.

I think I'm going to go to the Y in a little bit just to walk. I've psychotically cleaned my room today and I'm about out of things to do.

"Well, you can say what you want
But you can't say it 'round here"
-Sheryl Crow, Real Gone

Friday, February 22, 2008

I am so hard on myself.

Last night I realized how ridiculously hard I am on myself. I went home after a semi-long day. It wasn't really stressful, I guess I could just call it a long day. But I was starving. I called my mom and asked her to get my fish fillets out of the freezer so I could bake them with some salsa on top and have my left over brussels sprouts on the side. She got them out for me and I got home and started making them. Well the boys sister, Jordan was over last night with her dad and my family ordered Pizza Hut. I LOVE PIZZA. And while I was standing there waiting for my fish to get done I ate a piece. And then I ate another piece. And then I ate a breadstick with cheese and then another piece of pizza. And then I felt terrible. I had been doing so well with my diet and eating right. I allow myself to have cheat meals but this was massive. I couldn't believe I had eaten three pieces of pizza and a breadstick. So I went to the Y. I worked out and then did cardio. Now before you go thinking I'm some psycho weight loss junkie, I didn't work out any harder than I normally would have. But then I weighed myself and I had lost another pound. I've lost 16 now. And thats when it dawned on me. I was standing on the scale looking at my new weight and I realized that I'll be fine. I had one splurge meal. I'm not doing it all the time. I know what I'm doing and I need to calm down. Yesterday was just a series of small panic attacks all day. So yes, I wish I hadn't eaten the pizza but really, it's not going to kill me. So I promised myself I would chill out. It's worth the reward to watch what I eat, but it's not worth beating myself up over.

You can tell me on my cellphone
You can page me all night long
But you won't catch this freebird
I'll already be long gone
-Sheryl Crow, Steve McQueen

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Wedding Guest List Issue

Ok, it's not an issue yet, but I don't know how to compile a guest list. Who do I invite, who don't I invite? I work with about 80 people (attorneys included, about 40 staff members), surely I won't invite them all, because I don't like them all, but I would feel awful if I invited 30 staff members and the other ten were left out. I don't like hurting peoples feelings. Any suggestions??

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

I'm back.

It's not like I was gone for a long time or anything. So, I don't know if you noticed or not but there is a lunar eclipse happening tonight. I'm a major nerd so I had to go see it. Not only did I have to go see it, I had to go take a picture of it... There was this really cool fog to go along with it in the sky, it was very magical. Actually, thats a lie. If you look very closely you can see a little dot of bright light in the center of the picture. That's the moon. Or, thats the part of the moon that was not yet covered in the shadow...my camera doesn't take fantastic pictures. Oh, and the mystical fog...thats my breath. It is freaking COLD outside! I wish that I had a telescope..but only for tonight. I would probably never ever use a telescope on any other night but tonight. I guess I could google some pictures...it's just not the same though.

I'm reading this book for my American Environmental History class and its about the Great Lakes. It's interesting. Not so interesting that I can't put it down, but you know, interesting as far as school required reading goes. Anyway, I got to this part tonight that I found really funny. This company called the North West Company had a great deal in the fur trade. They were over in what was then called Grand Portage, which I believe is near Minnesota..but anyway. They had to transport these furs over the Great Lakes to get them back to England to sell. Obviously the people who owned the companies weren't going to do it themselves. They hired these guys who all had certain things in common, (1) they were small men so they could fit in the canoes, (2) they had great strength so that they could carry the furs more efficiently, (3) they had good singing voices because they often sang to make the work go by faster, and (4) none of them could swim. Isn't that nuts. They went to all that trouble to find guys who met that criteria. All because if they guys couldn't swim they would be extra careful to not tip the canoe and if the canoe didn't tip the furs wouldn't be ruined. Crazy huh? Learn somethin' new every day. Thats some crazy logic.

We went to Chicago yesterday. Not much to tell. We went to the Art Institute, it wasn't as fascinating as I had imagined it to be. This is the piece I have to write my paper about. It is a vase that shows Hercules fighting and killing a lion. I don't know that much about it, I haven't started my paper yet...I need to get on that. But then we ate at Bennigans..YUM! My FAV! And we went to the aquarium. We both decided that we could not live in Chicago. I'm glad we agree : ) I don't know what ever I was thinking when I thought I wanted to live in New York City. I had to have been on something then. Yuck. I'm not a big city girl. I like little ol' Fort Wayne. Doesn't mean I want to stay here forever...I just don't want to live in a gigantic city. Make sense? Ok.

"Get on your bikes and ride!"
-Queen, Fat Bottom Girls

Monday, February 18, 2008

Headin' Out

That's right. I'm heading to Chicago tomorrow... I'll update when I return : )

P.S. I'm wearing the earrings.

Saturday, February 16, 2008

The Issue Of the Chanel Earrings

So today was the actual day of the bridal show at the Grand Wayne Center. Me, mom, Megan and William went. It was very nice, I saw a lot of things I liked. I definitely liked it better than the first one I went to. AND...I was one of the first 200 brides through the door and got my FREE planning tote : ) It is nicer than a plastic bag..but it was free. So anyway, onto the earrings. We stopped at this jeweler's booth. It was all handmade stuff, I guess. The older lady who was working was very nice but her daughter, the owner, wasn't so friendly. Anyway, I spotted a pair of Chanel earrings that I have wanted to have for years. I'm not exaggerating, I have honestly wanted them since the very first time I've seen them. The very first time I saw them, I remember the exact date. It was April 26, 2006, I believe. So, no, not years, about a year and a half. Care to know why I know the exact date? It was the day I had all four wisdom teeth removed. Yes, a great day. Care to know how I saw them? After my surgery, I was recovering, after demanding from every single nurse I saw that I needed my teeth to give to the tooth fairy. It was procedure. So they didn't give them back to me, something about them being bio-hazard, and I was upset. Anyway, that has nothing to do with the earrings. The nurse that helped me out to the car, yes, a nurse had to help me, my mom couldn't stop laughing long enough to help me walk, had on a pair of these earrings. And I specifically remember telling her how unbelievably much I LOVED her earrings. I'm positive I looked like Drunk Girl from Saturday Night Live. If you've seen it you know what I mean. Look up "Drunk Girl Saturday Night Live" on YouTube. It has to be there. Ok, so I just went on YouTube and there is totally not a clip of Drunk Girl. What a total shame. So just imagine any completely trashed drunk girl you've ever seen and thats what I looked like, telling this nurse that she had great earrings. Yeah. Great memories. So imagine my surprise when a (fake) pair turn up at this bridal show. For $30.00. DEFINITELY fake. Real ones go for about $400.00 per pair, any they don't even have diamonds in them. So immediately without thinking I decide that I have to buy them. I mean $30.00! Thats a STEAL. Now I need to tell a different story to finish this one. I don't know if anyone has really noticed, but since Christmas I've stopped carrying my Coach purses. I'm beginning to not like that I see people who have them and it seems like they only have them to flaunt how much money they have. I love the brand, don't get me wrong. I love their designs and everything they make. But it's outrageously expensive, and they are even on the least expensive end of designer bags. So my mom got me this new brand of bags for Christmas, they are Maxximum. And I love them. I got two bags for Christmas and one just last week for my birthday. They are so nice, so roomy, have lots of pockets inside, and they won't break your bank to get one. They don't have the product logo displayed all over the entire bag so the whole world knows what you're carrying. Coach is dependable, the bags honestly last FOREVER, but lets face it, a bag is a bag. The pretty print on the outside doesn't make it more or less functional than the next bag. While on the subject, I would like to make a personal statement: I have never spent a ridiculous amount on a Coach item. I spent $9.00 on a wallet that I found on eBay (I'm not convinced its real, but I don't care). Other than that, my entire Coach collection has been given to me as gifts. (I have great people, what can I say?) But now, I'm over it. There is so much more to life than spending your savings on a pretty accessory. So back to the earrings. I have these beautiful new (fake) Chanel earrings. Should I call them Fhanel? Like, Fake Chanel? No, I never did well with those blended words anyway. I probably owe Chanel like a million dollars for using their name so many times in this blog. I don't care about copyrights, this is my blog. So, without thinking, I got the earrings. Actually my mom bought them for me, she saw me getting my purse and she offered. So she bought them, I put them in my purse, and didn't think about them again until I got home. This is where the issue started. I got home and started writing my grocery list. I reached in my bag to get a pen and grabbed the earrings. I opened them (still excited at this point) and put them in my ears. First of all (this has nothing to do with this particular set of earrings, this is a general ear complaint) I already have an ear issue. My parents got my ears pierced when I was about six months old (I'm a product of the 80's) and whoever did it, must have not been certified. They (my parents) say that they (the idiot piercers) stood on each side of me and pierced both ears at the same time. Idiots. Whoever put the marker dots on my ears must have been on crack (or was '86 before the use of the marker dot? Maybe I am the reason why they know use the dots to make sure they know where to punch the whole) because the holes are not lined up. The hole in my right ear is seriously lower than the hole in my left ear. And its bothered me since I've started wearing earrings (sometime around, oh, '87). Back to the Chanel, or Fhanel, earrings. I put them in, the one is seriously lower than the other, but if I turn it upside down they look the same height on my ears. Small victory. So I get my grocery list and head for the store. On the way to Wal-Mart I begin to think. "What do these earrings say about me?", "Do they say I'm a rich snob who blows her money on $400.00 earrings and buys groceries at Wal-Mart?", "Surely these earrings don't define me as a person." And the doubting began. They're just earrings, right? They don't scream "FAKE!" I can usually spot fakes, except my Coach wallet that I'm still unsure about, and there is no way to tell that these are fakes. They are identical to the real thing. Which almost makes me want to be an attorney for Chanel so I could have busted this girl for ripping off their trademark...but I'm not. Its funny that I just said that, because every single time we see someone commit a traffic violation, Josh ALWAYS says "Man, I wish I were a cop." Ok, maybe it's not as funny to you. But it is to me. And it's my blog. So get over it. Back to the (fake) Chanel earrings. The entire time through the store I wonder what people think if they notice my earrings. And then I wonder how I became SO self-involved that I feel like everyone in the world (yes, everyone at Wal-Mart is everyone in the world. It is a very culturally diverse crowd there) is looking at me saying, oh she must have money, why is she here? She must be a snob. And here I am back to thinking everyone is thinking the very same things about me that they did when I was a cheerleader in high school. Except, I'm pretty sure people did think those things then, no matter how untrue I believe they are. But my issue is, do I wear the earrings or not? I stopped carrying Coach because it's being used as a status symbol as of late (which is completely ridiculous considering our current economic worries) and here I am, looking just as ridiculous in an outrageously expensive-looking pair of earrings. I obviously can't announce to the whole world that I only paid $30.00 for some rip-offs (I really can't believe I even paid $30.00. I wish I would have had this conversation in my head before I decided I HAD to have them. So do I wear them, or not? I can't decide. I'm currently wearing them, and I keep checking myself out in the mirror, and I really like how they look. Should I care THAT much what other people think (if they even notice) about my earrings? I keep thinking, "No. I like them, I'm going to wear them." But then, I also have this little nagging in the back of my mind that says, "No, don't wear them. They aren't you." I wish my brain only thought one direction. The conversations in my head would go so much more smoothly.

"Well, we're doin' mighty fine, I do suppose,
In our streak of lightnin' cars and fancy clothes,
But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back,
Up front there ought 'a be a Man In Black."
-Johnny Cash, Man In Black

Friday, February 15, 2008

The World.

I realize I'm not the only person asking this lately, but what is wrong with the world? (I want an answer, right now.)

Things on my mind today:
1. Valentine's Day
2. Violence
3. My dreams

I don't quite understand Valentine's Day. It bothers me, and I even have someone to celebrate it with. I see it as, "hey today is a day where we can send each other gifts and rub it in the faces of our single friends." Maybe I'm to sympathetic..I'm not taking advantage of it not that I have it, whereas the single people who complain about Valentine's Day secretly wish they had someone to spend it with...weird.

I don't know where to begin with my violence thoughts. I'm upset about the school shooting in Illinois, and the one a while back in Virginia, and all of the other school shootings. I'm not against guns, I believe in our Second Amendment rights. (If Josh happens to be reading this he probably loves me a little more now that I've said that.) I really don't see anything wrong with owning guns. Most people say "if you don't intend to use it, why have it?" and I say "why not." I didn't used to say that though. I used to be absolutely completely against guns. I hated them, could stand them, I even got nervous when I was around one. Just the thought that the object sitting right in front of me could kill me or anyone else made me feel ill. And then I realized, that same thought could occur to me no matter what was sitting in front of me. If you think about it, lots of things can kill you, not only guns. Josh is a gun owner, and I'm fine with that now. One reason why I'm fine with it now, is that I've learned that guns are not whats bad. Its bad/stupid people, who have guns. I believe that is the common misconception. My honest opinion is that you need to shoot a gun before you make an opinion about guns. Josh made me (yes, he made me, I did NOT want to go) go to the shooting range last summer. To make a long story short, I suck at hitting a target, but I'm much more comfortable with guns than I used to be. I was very impressed with the respect that Josh and Nate have for guns and it really opened my eyes. This is not where I was going with this. What I started to talk about was the school shootings. Why are these people doing this? I don't know the statistics on shootings but this seems to be such a problem lately. And every time I'm always like, "Oh that can't happen to me" but it can. Its very real, and very scary. Its scary that these individuals get guns in the first place. How is that possible? Why do people want to shoot innocent individuals? I sat and had breakfast with Matt Lauer this morning (Yes, Matt Lauer from the Today Show) and he was showing the story about this most recent school shooting and all I could do was sit there and cry. Granted, I'm pretty emotional right now anyway, all I could think was "these are people my age...people who are just starting their lives...like me...all of their hard work is gone now because of one selfish shooter...why?" I should stop now or I'll keep rambling on forever.

I keep having these crazy dreams. Last night I had this dream that Josh and I were being chased around my neighborhood by E.T. like the one from the movie. I remember thinking in my dream "how on earth did the people who made that movie know what aliens really looked like? what if one of them was an alien? weird." But I was so scared, it was awful, and I couldn't wake up. Yuck. I wish the dreams would stop. I should just stop talking now, and probably do some work while I'm here. I do believe they expect it.

"All I wanna do, is have some fun
I've got a feelin' I'm not the only one."
-Sheryl Crow, All I Wanna Do

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Why I'm Here.

In case you're wondering (I know you aren't) I am over here now (instead of on the knot) because I feel like I have so many other things I want to write about that are not exclusively wedding related...and I'm pretty sure thats why the brides on there read other peoples blogs. This isn't one of those. I need an outlet to get my feelings out, and as excited as I was the first month, my thoughts aren't completely wedding related anymore. Of course I'm excited about it, but you know, I can only look at so much tulle and satin before I'm tired of looking at it. I mean how many options do I need. Ugh! So yeah. I'm here.

Like I said, I'm getting married. To Joshua Terry. Thats right: Future Mrs. Terry, here. You can call me that if it would make you feel better. I'd probably just laugh at you though. I'm actually going through a bit of an identity crisis right now. When I get married my name will be Angi Terry. Say it out loud. Angi Terry. I know. It rhymes. So I'm like, do I go by Angela? Angela Terry? Very professional. Not me. Yet. I can see myself as Mrs. Angela Terry, Esq. Woah, thats a panic attack and a half right there. So yeah. I don't really know what I want to be called. Obviously everyone who already knows me is going to call me the many variations of Angi that they already call me, but I'm debating on introducing myself to new people as Angela. I'm beginning to hate the "hi, I'm Angi, with an I, no E" like i'm still a high school cheerleader. (For the record, I have NEVER introduced myself like that, I do have to tell people that when I spell it for them.) Obviously my name has been spelled like that longer than since before high school but now I feel like its not me anymore. Please let me know if you have any insights into my current crisis.

I'm still on my wedding "get in shape, work my ass off" plan. Thing is, I don't really have an ass, it's not very impressive. So thats just a figure of speech. If you ever feel the need to get one of those "cleansings" that everyone seems to be getting, let me give you a piece of advice. As an alternative, drink four liters of water a day. That is all the cleansing you need. Honest. My legs are the most amazing that they have ever been, and I'm POSITIVE it is from sitting down and standing up a million times a day to go to the bathroom. Sorry if you didn't want to hear that. Actually, I'm not sorry. If you didn't want to hear it, get off my blog. Ha ha, now I'm one of those internet bitches, hidden by my blog. Just kidding. But really. Girls on the internet can be so mean. Don't worry, I won't be mean to you. I've seen the commercials for online bullying, I'm in the know.

Oh yeah, Happy Valentines Day...Really, whats the big deal? My birthday is much better.

I'm such a dip.

From Knotblog: Originally posted 2/9/08

I don't know if I've ever told you this or not, (ok I know I haven't told you since this is my fourth blog post, but it sounded good, ok?) but I am a dip. I usually try to keep it all together, and I trust my brain to remember too much.
So there's this bridal show at the Grand Wayne Center (very nice location downtown where I live) and I was so excited that I was going because the first one I went to was less than impressive. Anyway, I had been scrambling to get someone to go with me all week long. Maid of Honor Megan is out of town, other Maid of Honor Sarah lives out of town, Joshua is absolutely not interested, Lisa (my future mother in law) was working, and so was my mom. So finally I got my mom to get off work at noon so she could go with me. So we drive downtown (which is a distance from my house), find parking (ok so I don't live in like a huge city, but it can be difficult to find parking, ok not that difficult, but I didn't want to pay for parking, so it can be difficult to find free parking) and we go inside. First we're greeted by 324,556 karate participants. There's some tournament going on there too. We're looking all around, see signs for a "Golf Liquidation Sale!" and for the baby show. So my mom and I just start walking. We get down to the end of the hall and my mom sees some friends come out and she starts talking to them. And I'm just standing there thinking... And it dawns on me, I never checked the date for sure. I don't know for certain that it's today. I'm not beating myself up for it because I don't care about being wrong but I do care about feeling stupid. So I walk over to the security guard and ask where the bridal show is, to which is response is "Waddaya wanna get married for?" followed by an equally loud big belly laugh. He says there is no bridal show today and that its next weekend. NEXT WEEKEND?? How could I have done this. The ONLY explanation is that I was SO excited, on the radio they said that the first 200 brides in the door get a free planning tote. A FREE PLANNING TOTE! Ok, so they probably mean like a free plastic bag or something, but I thought, just once, I'm going to get the free thing they hand out. I'm always too late to get it but I was certain I was going to be early enough to get the free "Bride To Be" planning tote. Yes, me, the "Bride To Be". Turns out, a week ahead of time is too early.

All sorts of stuff is going on!

From Knotblog: Originally Posted 2/8/08

So last night, my mom and I went to the tasting event at our reception hall. It was so much fun! They made all their food, decorated all the tables differently, and made up all of their different centerpieces. The food was fantastic and the centerpieces and tables were beautiful! I wish I had taken a picture of my favorite centerpiece, I definitely know that I want to do those for our reception. It was just a simple square vase with nine roses, 3 x 3 rows. I love it. I'm a simple kind of person. I don't like fancy, super detailed things, I'm a simplistic girl.
I have been working out regularly since December 26 (we got engaged on the 24th and were a little busy the next two days : )) and the results are starting to show! I'm so excited. I told myself that I would only weigh myself on Saturdays, that way I could be sure I would go, well last night I just had to know, so I got on the scale and I've lost a total of 13 lbs!! I'm so happy. It's nice to see that if I work hard it really pays off.
On a sad note, I heard that there is a Knottie who lost her fiance. I don't know her and I'm not sure who she is, but I'm praying for her. I can't imagine going through something like that. I hope that she is surrounded by the people who love her and will help her grieve. We all need to count our blessings and thank whoever it is that we thank, for everything we have. Life is truly a gift.

You've Got To Be Kidding Me..

From Knotblog: Originally Posted: 2/6/08
So I've been having bad dreams lately, like of explosions and people I know being hurt. Last night was totally different. I had a nightmare...about our wedding. It isn't the first either. Last night I was freaking out in my dream because it was our wedding day and I was totally unprepared. I hadn't done anything, I was running around like crazy, and I kept telling myself "No one will notice, they have to think I'm beautiful because I'm the bride!" Except I wasn't, I didn't even believe it. I had one some white dress that I didn't like and I looked like I had just finished working out. My hair was a mess and so was my makeup. It was awful. I was mad because Josh and I were taking pictures together before the wedding and I specifically said (even though I don't know if I've told anyone) that I don't want him to see my dress before our wedding. It was terrible. I woke up in a panic about getting everything done until I realized that I have so much time left to do all of that, it was bad though. I sure hope those dreams don't last until we're married...

First Post

I've decided to bring what I've posted on my Knotblog over here and stop using that one.

Originally posted: January 31, 2008
We've been engaged a little over a month now, and I'm still excited about planning. So thats good news. I don't know whether to think I have a lot accomplished or not. I have the church and the reception hall booked but thats it. But those are the two biggest things, right? Now I have over a year to iron out all the million other details. I have to take it one day at a time. I have ideas of how I want everything else to look but I haven't transferred them out of my head and into reality just yet. I basically know what I want our Save The Dates to say, but I don't know how I want them to look. I know what kind of cake flavors I want, but I don't know how I want the cake to look. I know how I want the invitations to look, but I don't know what I want them to say. And I just have no idea about my dress. I have an idea of what I want, but I know that when I start trying dresses on I'll be so indecisive about it I'll make myself crazy. One thing I do know, for sure, is that I love Joshua, and I want to spend the rest of my life with him.


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