Monday, April 5, 2010
C is for cookie...
Mint and cookie crumble ice cream that is! I don't know if it's the stress of my life or my addiction to all things chocolate, but whatever it is, I must get a handle on it quickly. I have my first dress fitting tomorrow, and I can't stop eating chocolate--rather, haven't been able to stop eating chocolate. I know that some of my cravings could be attributed to Mother Nature, but that's long gone as of yesterday and I CANNOT get rid of my chocolate cravings! I've eaten my weight in chocolate this week; combine that with my lack of exercise and say hello to a fat bride come August. Ugh... I hate working out so much, but I fear that it must be done if I continue along this path. Too bad it'll have to wait until May 9 when I'm done student teaching.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Been a crazy ride lately
Whoa, it's been a loooooong time since I've posted. I have my crazy life to blame for that. Why did I ever think that planning a wedding and student teaching at the same time was a good idea!? But, thankfully, there is a thing called spring break, and mine just so happened to be this week.
I have been so productive on the wedding front as of late (the school and job hunting fronts are other issues all together). This week, I created all of my bridal shower thank you cards to match my invitation suite (which I will post once I blacken my last name out on the mock-up), got my make-up trial done, bought my hot pink clutch (love!), AND finished my card box. Enjoy the pictures below...
Ta da! My very simple, yet classy and sassy, thank you cards for all of my bridal showers. FI and I will use different thank you cards for our gifts from the wedding, but I wanted to do something cute for the bridal showers. I like how they turned out.
Pardon the strange face and double chin that is almost always a result of me taking pictures of myself up close. However, I really like how RJ did my make-up for my trial. I wanted a smoky eye, which he accomplished using deep browns and golds to compliment my blue eyes. I never thought of doing it that way, but I love the result.
Ah, the piece de resistance! I came across the hot pink clutch of my dreams as I was leaving my make-up trial, and bought it on impulse and lust alone. I absolutely love it and will have to restrain myself from using it prior to the wedding.
And, last but not least, my DIY card box. I really like how this turned out. Cutting the drop-box slit and the bottom out of the paper mache boxes was a major PITA, but it was well worth it. The only thing I wish I had done differently was to spray the inside of the damask print box black because you can see the cardboard inside through the slit. I doubt people will be paying that much attention to it when they slip their card in the slot, but it might bug me a little because I'm anal like that. Maybe I'll attempt spraying the inside, but that'd be some serious risky business.
I have been so productive on the wedding front as of late (the school and job hunting fronts are other issues all together). This week, I created all of my bridal shower thank you cards to match my invitation suite (which I will post once I blacken my last name out on the mock-up), got my make-up trial done, bought my hot pink clutch (love!), AND finished my card box. Enjoy the pictures below...
Ta da! My very simple, yet classy and sassy, thank you cards for all of my bridal showers. FI and I will use different thank you cards for our gifts from the wedding, but I wanted to do something cute for the bridal showers. I like how they turned out.
Pardon the strange face and double chin that is almost always a result of me taking pictures of myself up close. However, I really like how RJ did my make-up for my trial. I wanted a smoky eye, which he accomplished using deep browns and golds to compliment my blue eyes. I never thought of doing it that way, but I love the result.
Ah, the piece de resistance! I came across the hot pink clutch of my dreams as I was leaving my make-up trial, and bought it on impulse and lust alone. I absolutely love it and will have to restrain myself from using it prior to the wedding.
And, last but not least, my DIY card box. I really like how this turned out. Cutting the drop-box slit and the bottom out of the paper mache boxes was a major PITA, but it was well worth it. The only thing I wish I had done differently was to spray the inside of the damask print box black because you can see the cardboard inside through the slit. I doubt people will be paying that much attention to it when they slip their card in the slot, but it might bug me a little because I'm anal like that. Maybe I'll attempt spraying the inside, but that'd be some serious risky business.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Unity Candle
Ta da! My first fully-complete DIY project to date (other than my save-the-dates). The fiance and I went to Hobby Lobby last night because all of their wedding stuff was 1/2 off, and we picked up just about everything else I need to finish out DIY projects. So this morning, I took the initiative to get something done. My unity candle set only took about 25 minutes to complete, and I think it looks great!
*Note to any other DIY brides out there: Hot glue is NOT, I repeat NOT, what you want to use to glue ribbon or any other decoration to a candle. The wax melts. Yep... didn't think that one through before I tried it.
*Note to any other DIY brides out there: Hot glue is NOT, I repeat NOT, what you want to use to glue ribbon or any other decoration to a candle. The wax melts. Yep... didn't think that one through before I tried it.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Ye of little voice
The past three days, I have been living as a mute. This is not a decision, like a monk vow or anything like that, but more of a forced obligation. My voice has up and vanished. I woke up on Thursday morning with no voice whatsoever. None. Nada. And for me, someone who could win the gold if talking were a sport, this is torture. I feel as though my vocal chords have been chained to the rack by the Spanish Inquisition and they're laughing at me as I try to scream but nothing comes out.
My students and swimmers have been getting a great laugh out of this as Ms. W attempts to teach Social Studies via sign language. It's a great test of your non-verbal communication and classroom management skills, though. I thought I had management issues with some of the kids, but it's like playing Charades in front of a group of 25 over-attentive 8th graders, hoping they get the answer right for a free piece of taffy. (Yes, I have bribed them to stay quiet, but I didn't know what else to do). And my swimmers... oh, thank God for the white board posted in the pool area! They are not nearly as quiet as my students when it comes to my little guessing game, so everything I want to say must be written down in Expo marker. Maybe I should see the doctor about this, but what is she going to do for me? Curse Ursula for stealing my voice and parading in front of Prince Eric with my beautiful voice trapped in a shell around her neck? No, she'll tell me to drink lots of water and stop talking. I'll just let this thing run its course; if it doesn't, I'll just shave my head into a bowl cut and become a monk.
**And lastly, a much deserved shout-out to my lone follower! Thank you very much for taking the time to read what goes on in here. Hope you're enjoying it!
My students and swimmers have been getting a great laugh out of this as Ms. W attempts to teach Social Studies via sign language. It's a great test of your non-verbal communication and classroom management skills, though. I thought I had management issues with some of the kids, but it's like playing Charades in front of a group of 25 over-attentive 8th graders, hoping they get the answer right for a free piece of taffy. (Yes, I have bribed them to stay quiet, but I didn't know what else to do). And my swimmers... oh, thank God for the white board posted in the pool area! They are not nearly as quiet as my students when it comes to my little guessing game, so everything I want to say must be written down in Expo marker. Maybe I should see the doctor about this, but what is she going to do for me? Curse Ursula for stealing my voice and parading in front of Prince Eric with my beautiful voice trapped in a shell around her neck? No, she'll tell me to drink lots of water and stop talking. I'll just let this thing run its course; if it doesn't, I'll just shave my head into a bowl cut and become a monk.
**And lastly, a much deserved shout-out to my lone follower! Thank you very much for taking the time to read what goes on in here. Hope you're enjoying it!
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
The future is no longer as uncertain!
Yes! Great, amazing, wonderful news today! The fiance got the full-time job at State Farm that he interviewed for last week!!!! It feels like a colossal weight has been lifted off of my shoulders and we can finally breathe again. Now let's just hope that the same happens for me and a teaching job. But at least one of us is now full-time employed, which is something to be extremely thankful for!
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Shutter Island
So the fiance and I saw Shutter Island last night, which was AWESOME! I freakin' love Leo and when he and Martin get together to make a flick, it seems like nothing can go wrong. I loved the old Hollywood style of filming and the 1950s detective lingo. The camera angles and set were perfection. Although I sort of figured out what the ending was about 3/4 into the movie, but it was still so good! It kept me thinking and hoping that my prediction was wrong up until the very end. I sat for a moment, feeling empty as I always do after an exceptional movie, and thought about how freaky it would be to be investigating what Leo's character had to in the film. I mean, spending three days at a mental hospital like that would probably turn even the sanest person somewhat nuts. Great movie.
On a completely different note, I ordered the rest of the paper mache boxes to finish my DIY card box sometime in the next two weeks. Stay tuned for pictures and instructions on that... Also, in the past 24 hours, I believe that I have eaten almost 800 calories in Double-Stuffed Oreos. This wouldn't be so disappointing to me had I not just gone down from a size 4 to a size 2 pant. I must not fall off the wagon. I must resist the siren's call and do NOT give-in to the beautiful, chocolaty, cream-filled wonder screaming my name one floor below...
On a completely different note, I ordered the rest of the paper mache boxes to finish my DIY card box sometime in the next two weeks. Stay tuned for pictures and instructions on that... Also, in the past 24 hours, I believe that I have eaten almost 800 calories in Double-Stuffed Oreos. This wouldn't be so disappointing to me had I not just gone down from a size 4 to a size 2 pant. I must not fall off the wagon. I must resist the siren's call and do NOT give-in to the beautiful, chocolaty, cream-filled wonder screaming my name one floor below...
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
I just might explode...
Yes, this statement is true. What with the wedding plans that never seem to get done, my puppy getting sick, my fiance not wanting to watch said sick puppy while I am at work and he is not, and student teaching on top of it, I feel like my life is rolling into one, big, giant, clusterfuck. All of this stress is building and building, and someday, it must go somewhere. I pity the fool who is around me when I blow.
I am one of those people who holds things in... and holds them in... and holds them in... until the lid can't stay on anymore and I literally explode. I can only take so many people telling me what to do or offering their "suggestions" on things in my life. I don't get mad often; I get upset a lot and bottle it up, pretending like it won't be there later. The mad happens after weeks or months of upset and triggered by one, cataclysmic event, and then BOOM! I blow like Mount Saint Helen. *End rant.
On a lighter note, this weekend I am hoping to accomplish several wedding-related things, like scheduling my first dress fitting to find out how fat I've gotten since last September. Also, I will hopefully be ordering the bits and pieces needed to begin my DIY invitations (updates on those as they come). And, with any luck, my minuscule tax return will come in the mail and I will be able to afford fiance's wedding band. Sometimes it's the little things in life that have to make you happy.
I am one of those people who holds things in... and holds them in... and holds them in... until the lid can't stay on anymore and I literally explode. I can only take so many people telling me what to do or offering their "suggestions" on things in my life. I don't get mad often; I get upset a lot and bottle it up, pretending like it won't be there later. The mad happens after weeks or months of upset and triggered by one, cataclysmic event, and then BOOM! I blow like Mount Saint Helen. *End rant.
On a lighter note, this weekend I am hoping to accomplish several wedding-related things, like scheduling my first dress fitting to find out how fat I've gotten since last September. Also, I will hopefully be ordering the bits and pieces needed to begin my DIY invitations (updates on those as they come). And, with any luck, my minuscule tax return will come in the mail and I will be able to afford fiance's wedding band. Sometimes it's the little things in life that have to make you happy.
