Belated Anniversary Post
So Tessie asked to see a picture of my wedding dress, which reminded me that I don't think I posted any photos at all from my wedding. How timely, considering that our first anniversary was this past Monday. So here is a picture extravaganza for you!! (Try to contain yourselves.)
First, a couple of engagement pictures:
I picked Chris' favorite picture to show you guys the dress, cause I didn't know which one of the (seemingly) one million to pick. I feel strange about posting a picture of me in my wedding dress here. I have issues.
Anyway, I just wanted something super simple, hence the absurdly simple dress. I actually just picked a bridesmaid dress and ordered it in white.
I wasn't going to wear a veil at all, but my sister suggested that I wear hers, and I loved the idea of that, so I wore it:
And a close up, cause that's ALL you guys want/need:
And some random ones of me and Chris:
Question For You Fine People
Here's the deal. I hate stuff. I don't understand the point of owning books you might read again in 15 years, or movies you might watch once every 2 years. I hate knick knacks. I have one small box of "memories" and I weed through it every couple of years to make sure I didn't put something ridiculous in it that I don't care about. I don't keep cards. Hell, I don't even keep emails, and those don't even take up any space. If I don't use something or love it unreasonably, off it goes.
Which brings me to my question: What the hell does one do with a trophy? I have a trophy, a decent-sized one, from a musical competition in which I placed third. In 1996. When I was freaking 16. You could say that I'm over the accomplishment. But it seems, I don't know, just a weird thing to get rid of. But I've carted this thing from place to place, and for what? It's not like I display the damn thing. It sits in a closet. Can't I take a PICTURE of the trophy and give the trophy itself to the goodwill/trash can? Tell me internets, what should I do?
Next item up for debate: my wedding dress.
Things That Are Completely Ridiculous
by: Ami
The fact that we only consistently store liquor on one floor of the house. NOT VERY CONVENIENT, I say.
Temperatures above 95 degrees.
Having to get up for work at SIX THIRTY in the AY EM on a daily fucking basis.
Realizing (from looking at his profile) that the person that just beat me at online chess is THIRTEEN years old.
My overuse of ALL CAPS.
(Yes, I took a week long break and that is all you get. Things you missed: our anniversary, the arts festival, "camping" on Friday night, so that we could get up and do a hike on Saturday that involved TWO MILES of snow, and the usual inane bitching.)
Things I actually crossed off my list last night:
grocery shop (it wasn't that horrible)
wax my armpits (legs schmegs)
get a decent night's sleep
Not bad, not bad. Chris has been home sick the past two days, which sucks for him, but really helps me with that whole "decent night's sleep" thing. We carpool to work (of course, since we work at the same place) and he is usually driving me out of bed between 6:45am and 7am so that we can leave the house by 7:30am. But when he doesn't have to go in? I get to sleep in!!! I got up at a decadent 8:15am today! Mmmmm. But I also had to pack my own breakfast and lunch (horrors!) so I'm ready for him to be well again.
Speaking of work, I thought this week was going to be a super-stressful one, but instead it has turned out to be quite relaxing! I have crossed things off my to-do list that have been there for weeks. It is a good feeling. I love it when that happens.
It Happens Every Year
So I've hit that point in the summer where I just can't get my shit together. I am having too much fun, and the order in my life suffers. It wouldn't be big deal except that it is annoying to wake up and realize that you have NOTHING to eat for lunch, so you have to buy lunch. Does that happen to other people? Things I need to do tonight include:
menu plan (hates) and grocery shop (hates even more)
wax my armpits and legs (sorry if that was TMI)
paint my toenails
get a decent night's sleep
So speaking of food, I have googled "Why is gluten evil" repeatedly, to no avail. Someone please enlighten me, why is everyone giving up gluten?
OMG, Could You Die
From the cuteness?
I have a pair of denim capris that Chris just referred to as "your short jeans".
Random Ami Trivia
I love the way vinegar tastes. I used to drink it from the bottle when I was a kid.
Sushi and Indian are my favorite foods; Mexican and Chinese are my least favorite foods.
If I hadn't gotten a degree in Computer Science, I would have liked to get one in Anthropology. I didn't though, because PhD? Fuck that shit. And what do you do with a Bachelor's Degree in Anthropology? I made it my minor instead.
I play the saxophone. Scratch that, I CAN play the saxophone. I don't actually do it on any kind of regular basis.
I had a class with Ashton Kutcher in college. It was a huge lecture, though, so it's not like I met him or anything.
I love mowing the lawn. Chris has mowed it once in the three years that we have lived in our house because I like to do it so much.
I dislike white wine and dark beer, but I will drink either if there is nothing else available.
I once had a hamster named Hero.
I think moving is great fun, and I would do it every 2 years if I could.
So Very Tired
I am so, so tired. I had to be at work at 7:15am this morning. I got home around 5pm, ran 4 miles, then rode my bike to my Community Council meeting. I just home and am ready to CRASH.
Tomorrow night I have a wine tasting to attend, and if the last one is any indication I will be in NO SHAPE to do much of anything on Saturday. I would like to lift weights on Saturday, but other than that I have nothing to do until 6pm, when we are going to the Melting Pot with Mel and Jeff. YAY! I love that place, and we rarely go there. It will be fun to do it with them.
On Sunday, our friend Monica and her bad ass band will be playing at the Avalon Theater. By Sunday I will need a day free from drinking (the venue is alcohol-free). I am very excited, it will be a nice way to wind down the weekend.
This whole "being in town" thing is quite the concept.
