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| So I've pretty much decided that nobody writes on xanga anymore. The cool new thing is Myspace and I think I am also one of the thousands who have fallen into it's deathly trap. The problem- do I really want to start this journaling over??? Not really. I think most of you feel my pain because pretty much all of you have both accounts right?
So I've moved to Raymore. Matthew and I were OK about moving into my parents free and almost empty house but we actually are starting to really love it here. Plus, my wonderful sister, brother, and niece live here as well, which I love. I mean what's not to love? We have the master suite, jacuzzi tub, and walk-in closet. A girl could get really spoiled here not paying any rent. The parents went back this morning to Germany for another year. I love them so much but there was definately some friction under this roof.
So if any of you still read this thing and are in the KC area (unless you are some creepy guy) we should finally hang out and celebrate the fact that I live close to the best city in the world. No, not Springfield- that would be Kansas City.
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| JUST 5 MORE DAYS!It's official. I've turned into one of those narotic Bridezillas who can't talk about anything but her wedding. Seriously, my mind is completely consumed by this one event. And yet, I can't wait for it to be over. To be a wife, stop stressing, and go on my honeymoon. What bliss that would be! The parents are driving into town which means that I get the couch for the rest of the week.  O well. The rest of the family (all of them) will arrive on Wednesday. I hope I can enjoy myself with them instead of getting myself into a tizzy with all of the stuff I've got to get done. Why can't I just let myself enjoy some of this???
Here's some pics to remind me that it's all worth it.
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| 10 DAYS AND COUNTING!I had the BEST weekend and most of you who read this were there. I'm talking about my bachelorette party. It was crazy and wonderful. Here's some pictures:
Sorry it's so blurry! And no, the munchkin didn't come.
Don't ask me the name of this shot. 
Good Times, Good Friends, Good Fun!
Well for some reason my dumb computer won't let me put anymore pictures on. Grrr 
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| I've not been myself these last few months. Extra emotional, needy, and crazy. That's not me, well, maybe the last one. This wedding is driving me nuts. I get one thing done and then I realize I have 5 more things to do. Will it ever get done? I fear not. I don't want a trashy looking wedding but I'm ready to give this all up and elope. It's hard to think of actually getting married- becoming a wife to the love of my life when I have to pick out songs for the reception, decide what will go on the ends of the pews, find some decent looking jewelry, go pay the florist, send out thank-you notes, customize the guest list for the 10 millionth time, - do you want me to keep going cause I can- call in the tux measuements, buy presents for the wedding party, call the church, etc. I stopped cause I figured you're all bored with me even though I could keep going.
So to all of you out there who I've been obnoxious with- Sorry. I'm not myself. | | |
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