How was y'alls weekends? Is that proper English? How were ya'lls weekends? Y'all's?
It was a crazy weekend. In fact, I look kind of crazy right now - I'm trying to stretch my wedding shoes so I am sporting yoga pants, a bright yellow t-shirt that says "The Burgh", air dried curly hair and my 4 inch turquoise wedges.
Anyway, DH and I had a busy weekend, as has become our norm. He's been incredibly busy at work this last week or two and had to spend some time at the office on Saturday. This is not the standard for us, so it's easy to let it happen now and then again. I got to spend the morning with my future SIL. We have so much fun when we get the chance to see each other! I'm excited to have a sister here with me, for sure.
I can't forget to mention that we hung out with our good friends at dinner that night, which was just what DH needed after this past week.
Sunday brought DH and I's last run before the half marathon we're doing this weekend. It was a great run for me but not so great for DH. We're hoping that next weekend will be amazing for both of us! The race day adrenaline usually will get you through but you never know what may happen. If my history is anything to go by, we will have a freak ice storm that will hit at mile 7 and we'll have to ice skate the final 6 miles to the finish line. Pray for us. Seriously.
And Sunday afternoon we had an appointment with the wedding venue. I thought, naively it turns out, that we would go in and pick out everything in 20 minutes flat. Feel free to laugh heartily at me right now. We walked out 2 HOURS later. My knees almost gave out in the parking lot at the thought of all we had talked about.
Today brought more wedding stuff - does this ever end prior to the wedding day???? - and a ton of floor to ceiling cleaning, laundry and the gym. There's a lasagna in the oven (homemade of course) that is calling my name along with a bottle of Sauv Blanc in the fridge.
Let's hope I don't break an ankle walking to the kitchen as I would have to take that as a sign that these shoes were a bad decision.
Sounds like you deserved homemade lasagna and wine! And, no, the buying does not stop...nor does the obsession. Four years later, I still occasionally dream about wedding preparations (and we supposedly did it the easy way--a destination wedding)!
ReplyDeleteWell shoot, I thought the nightmares about wedding cakes (you can guess what I'm most anxious about!) will continue long after. If I have actual cake I think I might be able to deal.
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