4 More Days (Counting Today)

So the wedding is Saturday. This Saturday. And I'm not nervous. I probably will be the day of, or when Chris gets here tomorrow. But this feels right and I know I am happy with him, so I don't think I have any reason to be nervous. Except for the fact that I don't really like being in the limelight unless I'm able to do something completely stupid (which I might trip and fall, who knows) because then I just feel awkward with all these people staring at me.

But, yeah. I got my nails done yesterday, and they are really pretty. On Monday, I went down and working in Moore with Ms. Cyndi getting her house sifted through and dragged brick by brick and 2x4 by 2x4 to the curb so that the debris can be hauled off. Now I'm pretty sure that almost everyone that we mentioned the fact that I was getting married 5 days from Monday looked shocked like "what are you doing here then?!" I kinda found it funny.

I mean, most brides-to-be are trying to get that perfect tan, or getting her and her wedding party pampered at a spa or something like that. I got myself a farmers tan and I think the back of my neck is sunburned, along with the fact that I feel and sound like someone in their 80s when I sit down or stand up. And my face is extremely itchy. Haven't figured out that one yet.

Chris gets here tomorrow, driving Brother #2's TrailBlazer that he got on some unknown-to-me condition from his dad. We have our final premarital counseling session in the morning and then we go from there to the courthouse to get our marriage license. It seems strange that it's finally here, that I'm getting married. Not bad strange, but that feeling of holy-crap-I'm-still-getting-used-to-the-idea-of-being-a-college-kid kind of strange.

We don't know where the wedding is going to be yet. The forecast is calling for rain, and while I really want to have the dancing at the reception (something Chris is adamantly against because he "doesn't dance" haha), the church is probably where we will end up having the wedding. Which is fine. We just have a metric crap-ton of stuff to relocate because we've been storing everything in my bedroom. So. I'm guessing Friday will consist of Chris and I (and the rest of the crew) loading up our vehicles and making trip after trip (but hopefully only one each :P ) to transfer the stuff from the house to the church. If we do have it at the church, I will be excited because I will insist on getting ready in the Prayer Room where I have dreamed of prepping for my wedding day ever since I can remember first seeing the little room (after it was converted from the nursery lol).

Okay well I should probably get some stuff done today, Lord knows I've probably got a lot to do. Mama's working all day, Danielle's at cheer practice (who's shocked? I am! :3 ), and Daddy's off doing a job. I have to finish a video, go buy some CDs so I can burn the music for the ceremony onto a disk and I'm rambling again.

So here's a slightly artistic picture of me that I made yesterday while I was waiting for the oil to get changed in my Jeep:

In the Home Stretch

So I've got three months until the wedding.

I'm starting to get the panicky feeling now. Weeee.

Also, we got approved for the apartment, and move in day is April 17.

Now Chris just needs a car.

That is all.

Yummy Food Recipe Kinda

Okay so yesterday I was craving some comfort food, mainly my Daddy's fried potatoes that he usually mixes onion or okra (if I'm lucky, sometimes both!) into. Well, I didn't have onion or okra (sad day), but I made it work anyways.

I just poured some Canola oil into the frying pan and let it heat up while Chris (God bless him) peeled and cut up a couple of little potatoes (normal potatoes...I do have a little addiction to red potatoes, but I used regular potatoes because that's how Daddy does it lol). After the potatoes had spent a decent amount of time getting cooked, I threw in about half a pound of that pre-cooked smoked sausage and let that simmer and get nice and tasty. Salt and pepper to your own taste, but Chris likes pepper so I added more pepper than I did salt.

We also cooked some white rice (I know, Nana, brown is better, but I only had white). We put the potatoes and sausage on top of the rice and it made a very yummy lunch.

Maybe this wife thing won't be too hard after all.

Target Wedding Registry

So two days ago, Chris and I went to do all that fun wedding registry stuff. Walmart turned out to be a dud because they're lame like that.

I kid.

But seriously.

Anyways, here's some pictures from that little escapade.

I got control of the scanny gun first. It was awesome.

Unfortunately, Fiances were not for sale. Nor are they returnable :3

I let him take over when we got to the whole kitchen area...I have no clue. Oh speaking of kitchens, I've got a great recipe that I want to post on here. It's really tastey and relatively cheap to make. I think the most expensive thing is the Velveeta...or the milk. Not sure. Anyways, back to wedding stuff.

And then he ran off to the electronic section and scanned some headphones .-.

MLK Jr Day

I get to go home today. I don't think you understand how excited this makes me.

I keep worrying about not living in the same area my parents and grandparents do after the wedding and after school and stuff. I want to go out and live in Alaska, and there aren't many big gaming companies in Oklahoma, but still. It's the whole I-want-my-mom-to-always-be-within-like-an-hours-drive-from-me thing, like she's got with her mama (my Nana).

Is that considered selfish or childish? Being afraid of moving away from your family even though I will be starting a family of my own with an amazing, God-fearing man, something that I have dreamed about for years? Or is this fear normal?

It's too early for my brain to be trying to process things like this.

Just Some Early Morning Musing

So I'm sitting here eating a breakfast of easy mac and watching Good Morning America. I feel sophisticated. Older. It's moments like these where I feel like I can do this whole growing-up-and-getting-married things.

Yesterday, however, was a different feeling entirely. Yesterday was the first gallery opening of the year/semester (which are the same thing in this instance) and the artist was a professor at OU who instead of telling us about himself let two of his beloved students show their portfolios. To me, it felt like he was showcasing his school more than telling us about himself and about his journey through the typographical realm. But it was really neat to see what other graphic design students are creating and knowing that that is what I and my friends are competing against...

But then the whole topic of internships came up, Jeff asking where all the OU professor's students have gotten internships and jobs and stuff like that. OU has alumni in almost all the major metropolis areas in the United States. I just sat at the back of the room.

Internships are highly encouraged, but I've got a couple of problems with this.

• I'm getting married in a few months.
• I cannot afford to do an internship where I don't get paid.
• I can't go off and find an internship in another state because I'm getting married.
• It is really frustrating.

I guess what I'm trying to say is this: Sure, maybe if I wasn't getting married then I would definitely go out and scour the continent for an internship this summer. But I am getting married. And I wouldn't change that for the world. Or an internship, in this situation.

Just the musings of me while I get ready in the morning.

This is the Beginning of Something Beautiful

Okay so I mentioned in a Facebook status that I should start a blog that follows the next five months leading up to my wedding and then continue it for however long I feel, documenting my journey from a college kid to a newly wed wife.

So I did it. Let's see how this goes!