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Name: Cassandra
Country: United States
State: Minnesota
Metro: Minneapolis
Gender: Female
Interests: BOOKS! Sci-fi/Fantasy, Anything that has to do with books, Anything remotely related to books, Making costumes, Writing, Movies, Painting, and more...(which means I can't think of any more exciting ones).
Expertise: BOOKS! I am a writer/LOTR guru/costume designer and seamstress. I am also a book collector, in case you have not yet figured that out...
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Member Since:
4/28/2005
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| I live in MissouriHello everyone!!!
Guess what, I moved to MO. Isn't that interesting?
We moved on the 11th. into a lovely little house near where Jim's new
workplace is. It actually has a yard, so next spring I am going
to have a garden and plant beets!! Beets beets, sing a song of
beets. Don't worry, I'll plant other things also. Jim hates
beets, but that just means that I will get more myself! ha ha ha
ha ha! Yes, I know, I'm wierd. I'm just tired right now,
and a little bored. I am currently at a scorekeeper's meeting for
bible quizzing. We are learning how to use the new software.
So anyways, We are renting a little house, and I have a
book-room. That's right, a book room. I'm excited.
Right now all my books are still in boxes piled up against the
walls. I am working on getting some bookshelves.
My kitchen is really huge, but there isn't much counter space.
It's ok, it just makes me clean up after myself more
consistently. I am enjoying being all housewifely and making food
in our kitchen. A couple of days ago I decided I wanted to make a
pie, so I did. I made an apple pie. Jim liked it ALOT.
We have mice living in our house. I thought that they were just
in the kitchen, but now today I saw one in our bedroom! We have
mousetraps set out all over the place, but I think they much be
unusually intelligent little mice. I am quite certian that one is
going to climb into our bed and eat me in the middle of the night while
I am sleeping.
Anyways, It's time to leave now so I'm going to go home. Love you all. Miss you my family. bye!
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| Our HoneymoonGreetings all...three of you that still read my blog. Jim and I just got back this last Friday from our cruise. We had a wonderful time! I sincerely hope that we will be able to go on a cruise again someday, it was truly that best thing we could have done. We left on Monday, and flew down to Florida where we got on the boat. From then on, we spent the entire week stuffing ourselves with amazing food, enjoying the shows, sleeping, eating more delicious food, and generally enjoying doing no work at all for a whole week.
There was food everywhere, always available. Every night we ate dinner in the fancy dining room. I had four forks, three spoons and two knives. If that isn't fancy I don't know what is! lol. Oh, and I would like everyone to know that yes, I did in fact know exactly to do with all of them. The second night was "Formal night." We both enjoyed getting all dressed up and going to the "Captain's Welcome Reception" and dinner all spiffed up. I wore my green dress that I had worn at Alan's wedding last year, and Jim wore his suit. Jim looked rather dashing and I looking pretty fine myself. :) Oh, and we danced at the party! It was so fun!
We stopped at two islands in the Bahamas: Nassau and Coco Cay. It was very fun, even though it was very commercialized. There were two things that we noticed first when we got on Nassau. First, TAXIS! Taxi drivers everywhere fighting past one another for your business. Even after we DID choose a taxi driver to take us out to a beach, there were still other taxi drivers calling out to us as we got into the taxi. It was crazy. Secondly, HAIR BRAIDING! There were people everywhere offering me hair braiding. You couldn't go anywhere without people calling out, "Pretty lady need a hair braid?" "Pretty hair braids for pretty hair!" and other such advertisements. I did NOT get my hair braided.
Once we learned to just tune out the crazy people wanting our money, we found some ways to really enjoy the islands. We went to the beaches, and I got stung by a Jellyfish. Woohoo! Yeah, that wasn't as fun. We made a sand castle, and I discovered that lake sand stays put better. We went on a "Nature Trail," on Coco Cay and discovered numerous wild hermit crabs! It was so funny. The last time I saw hermit crabs was in an aquarium at Missy's house. It was funny to see all different sizes skittering around on the rocks. there were tiny little babies in tine little shells, and massive one in huge shells. Eventually, we ended up finishing the trail looking only down at the ground because we were afraid of stepping on one. (They were seriously all over the place!)
One night there was a "Chocolate Buffet" at midnight in one of the dining rooms. The line was so long I am sure the whole ship's population turned out for this event. We left with two plates full of all sorts of yummies. I ate my fill in chocolate covered strawberries and other such delicacies. It was so good! MMMMmmmm!
Another night our waiters, (we had the same waiters all week at dinner), brought us a tiramisu with a candle in it and the phrase, "Happy Anniversary" on top. They sang "Happy anniversary to you," and everyone clapped. (Side note: they DID know that it was our honeymoon. They asked us how many days it had been and said something like, happy two and a half week anniversary!)
Here are some of the highlights of the cruise, in consolidated form:
1.)Chocolate buffet at midnight
2.)24-hour FREE room service
3.)Waiters singing
4.)All staff knowing at first glance that we were honeymooners.
5.)Getting all gorgeous for formal night
6.)Finding a secret hermit crab city.
7.)Finding tiny graveyard with one gravestone marked, "Blackbeard."
8.)Watching the evening shows
9.) Tasting champagne for the first time. (You were right Alan, it does taste like Windex)
10.) Sneaking free sewing kits from the guest service desk.
11.) NOT GETTING SEA SICK! halleluia!
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| I Got Married!!!It finally happened; the day finally came. It has been more than a week now, but I am still having a hard time getting myself into the "married" mindset. The reality is slowly setting in, and let me tell you, it's weird! :) But of course it is the best sort of weird.
The wedding was absolutely perfect. Friday night I laid awake in my bed after arriving home from the rehearsal dinner, completely awake. I eventually went downstairs to make more chamomile tea for myself. (I thought it would help, but perhaps tea does not have the powers I have always supposed). I laid awake until about 2:00AM, then woke up at 4:30AM. I didn't actually have to wake up until like 7:30, but I could not get back to sleep. All of my girls and I went to get our hair done, then Hannah, my mom and I went back to get our dresses on and do our makeup.
Eventually I finally got to the wedding site. I made it down the aisle somehow, and found myself standing in front of everyone, looking at my future husband and taking his hand.
(Side Note: Meredith, you gave me a lovely pep talk before hand, and I just want you to know that it meant a great deal to me. I love you!)
The whole day passed by like a dream. There were no serious mishaps to break up the flow of the day, nothing that I had to worry about. Before I knew it, I was married, and everyone was on their way to the reception.
(Side Note: Fitting a large, puffy white dress into the front seat of a car is a humorous sight, especially if the bride is trying her best to keep the dress clean.)
The reception was absolutely beautiful. I would like everyone to know that anything you saw that was pretty, decadent, beautiful, or attractive in any way was almost certainly the doing of my mother. I could never have planned such a perfect event without her. THANKS MOM!!!
The food was ok, I should have ordered the chicken. But it was still fun. I didn't even have any room for the cake once it came along. I'm not sure if I was actually full, or if my dress wouldn't let me eat more.
Missy caught the bouquet, I was hoping she would. But let it be known that I didn't do it on purpose, I didn't even know where she was standing!
None of the guys caught the garter, I think they were probably afraid of it. Jim had to throw it again, and it actually landed in Brandon's arms.
All in all it was wonderful. I don't have any pictures for you, but you can go to Jim's photo blog, there are a whole bunch there now. link-> http://tfclumpy.textamerica.com
(Side Note: My never really got sore. It was instead the reality of 2.5 hours of sleep and not being able to take a deep breath all day that caught up with me.)
Funniest sights of the Day
1. Missy sitting on my veil at the beauty salon and freaking out when she realized it.
2. Me almost laying across the back seat of our car the whole way there, in an attempt to not wrinkle the dress.
3. Trying to hide a cell phone in the flower girl's basket so we would know what time it was.
4. Girls randomly breaking into tears all around me.
5. Jim's 8 year old cousin being afraid of the garter, "I don't want to get married!"
6. All my bridesmaids ate half the chocolate covered strawberries. (They were not supposed to be eaten yet.)
7. Jim yelling, "Groomsmen assemble!!!" every time they were supposed to do something.
Most Lovely Moments of the Day
1. Seeing my future husband smiling at me, waiting for me at the altar.
2. My Dad's tearful goodbye.
3. My Sister's toast, "I'm the fairy now!"
4. Meredith's toast
5. Jim's toast
6. Saying the vows (no giggles this time!)
7. All our family and friends, there to celebrate with us
8. Actually eating at the reception, the first time of the day.
9. The calm after the storm
10. Knowing you are going to spend the rest of your life with someone you love.
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| 3 DAYS TO GOHello people. It's true, there are three days to go until I get married. I am really stressed out, but it is slowly getting better. I have to keep reminding myself: "There is nothing else you have to do, it is all finished. All you have to do it get all gorgeous on saturday morning."
I'll live through it. Stress may be difficult, but it is not impossible.
I have been spending the majority of the last week or so packing all my stuff up. I didn't realize how little I actually have. Most of it was all books, and now that almost all my clothes are packed, there really isn't much left. There is TONS in the garage though. All the shower gifts Jim and I recieved are all boxed up and in the garage, waiting for our move to Missouri. Wow, I'm moving to MO.... Honestly, that doesn't really feel real yet. Preoccupation with wedding plans have forced any and all stress for the move out of my mind. I am sure it will catch up with me some time after the wedding, as the time for that draws closer as well.
Stress is a funny thing. On the one hand I know that I don't have to do anything, and it's all taken care of. On the other hand, I still feel like there are many things still on the to-do list, and I need to HURRY! I have to keep reminding myself by looking at my lovely little list, (the one that has everything crossed off already) and try to relax.
Anyways, enough about stress. PLEASE pray for nice weather on Saturday!
I promise to post a nice, long picture-filled post some time after the wedding. (If my computer doesn't crash in the attempt that is). | | |
| My Wedding DressI am sitting here in my wedding dress.
I would post a picture for you, but then I am absolutely certain my fiance would stumble upon it. Of course we all know what an atrocity that would be!
There is something about a wedding dress that trancends the usual wording used in the description of apparel. Sure, you could use such words and white, off-white, diamond white, ivory, halter top, strapless, spaghetti strap, etc. etc. But there is something about a wedding dress that inspires a deeply emotional reaction. The day I wear this dress, my life will have changed dramatically, in such a way that I hardly know how to describe it. There are dreams of marital bliss, the idea of being with the one you love "till death do you part," and somehow it seems, though we may not be entirely concious of the idea, it feels like this moment is somehow fullfilling a great need in your life. It is as though your whole life has been cumulated into this moment, to create for a you a new, entirely different identity.
All these thoughts and feelings encompass me as I sit here, wearing this dress. It may seem silly to you readers, Cassie is getting all emotional AGAIN! But when it happens to you, (girls) you will know exactly what I mean.
The appeal of a wedding dress goes back into a girl's childhood. I have known very few girls who do not enjoy gazing at bridal magazines, a veritable hoard of dresses in itself. I myself was subscribed to both "Bride's" and "Modern Bride" for a good two years before I actually got engaged. I think that I am unusually sappy, an attribute which, in my case, rarely manifests itself outside of the privacy of my own head, or the occasional slumber party (especially the ones that involved too much haagendaas and not enough common sense). But what can I say? However calm, collected, and rational I may seem to the common observer, I am still a woman, with emotional days and "blonde moments."
My wedding dress makes me feel girly, and I don't care! :)
After all, what's wrong with being girly? I am perfectly entitled to put on my wedding dress, do a little dance, and call myself pretty! I am not ashamed!
>>Interesting note: I've actually lost too much weight for my wedding dress. I didn't know that such a thing was humanly possible! Maybe I should have purchased a smaller size?!?!? Well, Bring on the Haagendaas baby! Woo hoo! | | |
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