A wedding planning story....

You know what's crazy?

Some of the expenses that pop up during wedding planning that you would never think of.

Take a recent one - we're hiring a wedding planner, and we asked for a quote to see how involved we wanted her to be. Apparently it's $2.50 a chair for her to set up/take down the chair covers, and at the high end of the guest list (200 people) that's $500 for CHAIR setup.

AND!! If we had the chair covers that had the bows, it would be $3.00/chair = $600!!

I looked at the quote and then looked at my mom and said well! I guess a bunch of us are going to be learning how to set up chair covers come the wedding!

I mean, really. How ridiculous is that? It'll get done much faster if we get a group of people to do it anyways! And we have one's that just tie in the back, in some sort of knot - so it's not like we can mess it up too bad.

If we did her total package - which is planning beforehand, additional setup of the decor, and being there the day of - it would be 2650.00 plus tax, and that's BEFORE we rent anything from them.

I think the route we are going to take is just to get her help planning things beforehand, and that will only be 500 bucks. WAY more reasonable then the above price. I can figure out how to set up the tables and lights, and if something goes wrong the day of, well, fuck. It'll be a little too late to fix anything anyways, so we'll just wing it!

Awesome spelling mistake.

Oh god. I *just* realized that my About Me blurb said "living with my finacé."
Yes, my bank account troubles me, but it doesn't quite give me the same ups and downs as living with my fiancé does.

I need a spell checker that checks EVERYTHING I write. A life spell checker.

And I want to be a teacher? (insert rolling eyes here)

And by the way? I probably mix up finace and fiancé every damn time I spell it. Fiancé is just not a word that comes easily to me, which is ridiculous because really? Six letters isn't that hard.

Gah.

~DC

It's been a while

I come on my blog multiple times a day to check out the blogs I read and see if any one's updated. And I always think, "Yeah, I should update mine".

But I never do, I'm always too busy, or too conflicted, or just too damn lazy. And now, when I have the time and nothing else to do, I find myself story-less. Lots of stuff has happened in the last two months. Oh my god, TONS of stuff. My brother's new girlfriend (who's a dolt, to be nice) my brother's accident that he walked away from that, honestly, he shouldn't have lived, my 21st birthday, my finals, my final marks....and yet. I don't know if I feel like talking about them. Maybe hitting each point and leaving them be.

My brother's girlfriend - a dumb girl who drives me, the BF, and our friends mad. Honestly I think he's with her because she'll do anything he says and they have sex a lot. (ick ick ICK) God, I hope she doesn't last.

My bro's accident. 110km/h truck hits a trailer and one ton that's standing still. His passenger side mudflap is lined up with the passenger seat. You look in the front seat and there's this tiny cocoon around where he was sitting that wasn't damaged much. Otherwise, totalled. I don't know if I honestly believe in them, but angels or SOMETHING were looking out for him.

Gah. I don't want to talk about it anymore.

21st birthday was a write off. My weekend sucked, we celebrated with my family and it didn't even seem special, and my actual birthday was the day before finals started. It's not even memorable.

Finals - were tough but I survived. Never even pulled an all nighter, which is rare for me. There's always something - a essay or a final - that I put off and need to study all night. But I did good and better than I thought in my classes, which is good. Marks are all in and I survived. And next semester is my student teaching and I refuse to think about it because I'll start panicking and oh my god what if I don't know how to teach and forget the information and they don't like me and THIS is why I don't think about it!!

And I have so many more things floating through my head to talk about...the problems with the BF lately, the job situation, my parents, etc....but no energy. It's late and I should go to bed.

Here's to dreamless nights....

~DC

Random Friday

Feeling a bit better today, but last night was horrible. I hate having a stuffy nose and messed up sinuses. And they need to make cold medicine that actually works! Why should I take drugs that don't do anything? Jeez.

I need to get my butt in gear and start preparing for finals and job searching, but ugh. I've been so run down lately and crazy that I have no motivation. Hopefully next week I'll be not so sick and back in the groove.

I need to plan some wedding stuff. I got a wedding invitation the other day and to be honest, it's a how NOT to do a wedding invitation. And now I want to cut my hair, and of course I can't. (rolling eyes here)

Apparently being sick makes me just ramble on about random things. :) So I guess I'll go do laundry and clean up before we head out for the day.

Sick

I'm sick. I have a cold and a sore throat, and I just wanted to bitch about it. I HATE being sick. I hate the flu/throwing up more, but my colds/sore throats last forever. This one has been sneaking up on me for a while. First it was just a sore throat in the morning, then a bit of sniffling. Now it's getting into all day crap and a headache to boot.

Whiiiinnnnneee.

And a kicker? Our roomie gave it to me. I keep swearing at him and he keeps laughing at me. Damn guy.

And Cold F/X does not work. I never take it early enough, so it doesn't work for me so there goes my Mom's suggestions.

The BF tells me its all in my head and its mind over matter, and then I throw pillows at him because he's ridiculous. :P

I'm so going to bed early tonight and using Vicks. Vicks is my crack. I have the inhaler you sniff (I look like I'm sniffing drugs) and then the vapour rub. Heaven!

~DC

Heartbroken

My brother and his girlfriend broke up. They dated for three and a half years. She's 17, he's almost 19.

And honestly, it breaks my fucking heart. She's my little sister. Closer then my real sister. She's my scrapbooking pal. A bridesmaid in my wedding.

And now it's all changed. She won't be around the house anymore. She'll move away to go to school and I won't see her. She won't be dropping off their (now her) dog anymore. No more hanging out with my scrapbooking for hours, trying to organize Mom's mess and laughing at pictures.

And I'm heartbroken. I know it's for the best for my brother, as he doesn't feel the same. But MY feelings never changed, and it's fucking hard. I've never had anything like this happen before, and I'm not handling it well.

And honestly, it makes wedding shit awkward right now. Both of them are in the wedding, but not matched up. The wedding isn't for a year and a bit so I hope that all is well by then.

Fuck. What a week, and it's not done yet.

Not even going to tempt fate by saying it just can get better, because it can get fucking worse. But I hope to hell it doesn't. I can't deal with it.

Thursday

So, this next week is going to fucking suck. No other way to put it at all. I have a midterm next week that'll be really hard. An essay due that I A) can't decide what question to do and B) can't find any sources on. A presentation thing I need to get my part in. I have to transcribe my counselling session (which went okay!) and that's just time consuming. Luckily I rented a machine, but still will take quite a while.

I have to deal with a midterm where the average was 50/60 (WTF! I am above it, but just). Another midterm that was so bad the whole class did horrible and the professors are removing questions because they suck.

God, I have crappy professors this term. I dislike most of them. Why do I get all the crappy ones in one term, out of 6 terms at university?

Plus, the BF has a throat infection/some type of sickness, and I will most definitely get it. And I always get it 10X worse then he does. Of course, I'll get sick for next week! Add in cramps, that time of the month, and general bitchiness, and woah man, I wish it was over already.

At least my best friend is dying my hair this weekend. That always makes me feel good.

And I've had one meltdown already today, and the BF was really good. Just patted my back and gave me a hug. He's finally learning not to say anything and just be there for my weird emotionalness.


Ah well. It'll pass and I'll survive.

I hope. ;)