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No, thank goodness – I am not moving yet. *Shudder* (I hate packing)

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I think everyone should take the day off after they host a party. As I was finishing up the dishes this morning, I was thinking about how even though the party we had WASN’T actually a housewarming party – the house feels warmer. It feels more like a home.

Of course since it’s my day off I decided to take it easy too, so I thought hey, maybe I’ll drink my coffee while watching BT. So I picked up my coffee and walked into my living room in my pjs – and that’s what I was thinking “My Living Room” – so comfortable. It takes long to have a place feel like your own. It still isn’t exactly the place I will miss like some sort of family homestead. But it’s our place. The walls are friendlier.

I was going to put up a picture or two, but sad to say my computer is not treating me nicely.

My beautiful friend Laurs…

And my beautiful sister Brittni…she was lucky, she got bubbles.

This is Justine. Isn’t she cute? Well-travelled, very talented and beautiful…did I mention she’s single?

She’s probably going to kill me now.

This is my lovely Oma Lodder – apparently my family has a propensity for laughing to their left. Oma is also single, enjoys driving her Mazda Protege and drinking alchoholic beverages with less than virginal names. Oh wait, that’s everyone around her, she just likes to make it funny.

This is my new brother-in-law, Benjamin. He’s a merry soul, as you can see.

This is my someday sister-in-law, Cassy. She is not single (hence the someday sister-in-law thing…) but she’s good to have around. She laughs at everyone’s jokes, even Peter’s, and is a very entertaining thorn in my dad’s side.

This is our good friend Art. Always a pleasant soul to have around, he cleans up pretty well, as you can see. Art is the one to talk to if you need to discuss beer, computers, or politics. Hence why he’s Peter’s best man.

This is my cousin Sabrina. She’s from Oregon, has recently traveled Europe (with Justine) and likes popping bubbles.

The weather was pretty good for the wedding, but standing around for pictures is a little chilly. These three listened well in kindergarten to the lesson on sharing.

Yes, he is still the most handsome man in the world.

“Peter, you may kiss your wife.” (I can’t think of a better sentence. Ever.)

This post is dedicated to my aunt Jackie, because without her nagging I would never get around to posting. She keeps wanting to know what it’s like to be married, which I think is strange since she’s been married herself for something like 24 years…23 years…? I wasn’t there (at their wedding). But anyway, for her sake I will let you all in to the secrets of married life.

Basically it’s a case of learning how to live with another person, and only one other person (at least for a while…I have to put in an aside: As soon as the pastor pronounces you man and wife, people start asking you when you’re going to have babies. Constantly. Don’t get me wrong, I love babies. And now that I’m married I’m slightly more interested in the idea. But really, when one has been married for a month – yes, a month today! – one has barely begun to figure out the basics of how to make babies, let alone how to parent them. I’m sorry, was that too blunt?)

There are the issues of who makes the coffee (Peter) and who does the laundry (me) and who cooks dinner (both) and who holds the remote (Peter because I’m too lazy to reach) and who takes care of anything remotely technical (guess who…although I believe I was the one to figure out how to set the clock on the microwave).

Mostly though, being married is awesome. It’s lovely to come home from work to my husband (since he always beats me home) and it’s fun to cook dinner together, to work at creating and keeping a home. It’s amazing to have no barriers to knowing a person as well as possible. I didn’t even realize that all the mental barriers that I had before the wedding existed. It takes some effort to let go of them. But it’s worth it. I also must add that it’s really amazing to wake up beside the person you love most, even taking into account morning breath!

I will post some wedding pictures very soon once I can access them. Cheers!

So, in 7 days I’m going to be a flippin married woman. AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

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Gulp.

Ok, so that’s out of my system now. It’s just unreal. I mean, currently, here I am. I have a million things to do. For instance, the stag and doe took all of last Saturday, so it’s offically been two weeks since anyone even attempted to clean the bathroom downstairs and it’s disgusting. I’m not going to ask how, but somehow Ryan got mascara on his foot and smeared it all over the bathroom floor, so, you can imagine the mess. And that was like last Monday.

Oh, and I have to have pretty much everything moved out by Friday, and all I’ve packed are a few boxes of my books. I took all of those out and my room barely even looks any emptier.

But on the plus side – I’m not going back to work until September 25! I managed to get out by quarter past five yesterday. I’m trying to just completely forget about work entirely, but it’s not easy. Last night I was kissing my extremely handsome fiancee goodbye when suddenly I remembered that I forgot to email the Georgetown FHT document to Pat before I left. Now it’s stuck on my hard drive at work, only like two people know the login for my computer, and if they think to do it they won’t have a clue where I’ve filed it. Who thinks about something like that mid-kiss???

In other news, our long-lost bed finally arrived. I’ll start with the moral of the story: Never purchase furniture on eBay if it has to be shipped from further than next door. Everything that could possibly have gone wrong with this shipment went wrong. But now, about eight weeks after we ordered it (it was supposed to take ten days) it’s here!! And we got to know the seller, a guy out in California, quite intimately. Wish him luck, him and his wife are going to find out in two weeks from the doctor if they’re going to have their second baby! If we’re ever in California, we might just look him up.

Peter assembled the bed last night, while I stayed out of the way as much as possible. This thing is HUGE. We each have 21 square feet of sleeping room. There’s about 13 inches on either side of the bed, my side with a wall and Peter’s with the closet doors.

Anyway, with my track record, I might not be posting again until after the wedding. So, see you there!

yep. 25 days.

When will this be over??????

oh, right.

25 days.