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is this thing still on?

Why would anyone want anything else?

Lexi. after the bath. being awesome.

reading the horoscope in my favor... as one does..

so, I'm reading my Free Will Astrology report for next week and it tells me:

ARIES (March 21-April 19): Yawning often occurs during the time we're
transitioning from a passive state to a more active one, like when we're waking up in the morning or when we've decided to stop watching TV, get up off the couch, and head out for a jog. Psychology professor Robert Provine, an expert on the subject, says that concert pianists and Olympic athletes typically yawn as they gear up for their moments in the limelight. Judging from these facts, Aries, I imagine you'll soon be indulging in more yawns than usual. You're about to go from a phase of relative inertness to one of mind-jiggling adventure.

I gotta tell you, if the last few weeks have been relatively inert, I'm excited and a little bit frightened about the future phase.

But then again, even without reading that horoscope, I think I already know the near future is going to be full of all sorts of mind-jiggling adventure.

As of next Monday, I'll have swapped my web design job at the small family-run chicago-based international education firm for a web design job with a medium-sized family-run chicago-based international entertainment firm.

feel free to e-mail me to find out where I'm working - I am so excited about the new job you can bet I won't be risking the chance of being dooced for writing about it.

I'm exhausted, just LOOKING at my schedule. I'd show you, but you'd probably die of a sweetness-induced heart attack - NEW job, NEW house, and the fun family-n-friends wedding in the next four-months.

so, in case there's nothing but photos here for a while, you won't be shocked, hmm?

about the wedding...

yeah. so. I'm planning a wedding, working a full time job, and plugging away on 4 freelance thingies. that, plus a teensy bit of a social life (read: bonding with the sweetie) is keeping me pretty durned busy.

Fiancée is planning just as hard as I am for this wedding thing, while working HIS fulltime job and freelance thingies, too.

For those of you who keep asking us: "How is the wedding planning coming along?", here's our checklist:

Fall in love, talk about all that for-the-rest-of-our-lives-stuff and get engaged-check!

Tell our family and friends-check!

Re-size the heirloom engagement ring-check!

Set the date-check!

Reserve the wedding and reception locations-check!

Send out save-the-date cards from our location-reservation-expedition in Vegas-check!

Endure mockery from friends who wondered why we want them to come with us when we elope in Vegas-check!

Plan and make wedding/honeymoon travel reservations-check!

Find and order the dress-check!

Choose a caterer-check!

Choose a cakery-check!

Order invitations-check!

left to do:

Send out invitations

Order flowers for reception

Pack and move households one month before wedding.

yep. that's it. this whole wedding planning thing is totally easy!

ok, maybe the first thing on the list took a while, but it was the best part. at least, it was until the rest of our lives get going - then *that* will be the best part. at least, that's what I'm expecting....

...and maybe that last thing on the list will suck rocks. but only for a little while, until we pass out from the exertion of moving things, right? RIGHT?

things I've been obsessing about this month,

in no particular order:

making wedding planning lists
registering and then changing everything on the registry
catching up with the battlestar galactica and project runway eps on the tivo (frakkin' toasters!)
apricot kolacky
time, apparently
my awesome new treadmill and how I manage to sweat more in one hour of normal walking than I do all damned summer
my incredible siblings
my adorable niece
my fabulous fiancé (and his new glasses, which he let me pick out for him!)

I'm sure there's more, but as I'm obsessing about EVERYTHING at once, you'll pardon me if I forgot a zillion or two things.

ghost clock. beautiful.

I come from a house filled with clocks, so I really should know that there is such a thing as 'too many clocks'...but this one is SO beautiful, don't you think?

me likee.

I used to wear watches all the time. sometimes two at a time. but now, alas, I've allowed my cellphone to take the place of a watch...if this beauty came into my life, I'd certainly consider changing this phone-time habit of mine....

Great-Grampa McCabe

This is a 107-year-old-photo of my great grandfather when he was 5 (he's the one on the right).

I have no words except: Love the hair.

Vegas, baby.

We're back from our Las Vegas "wedding investigatory trip" (^TM Brandon) - before settling on one place, went to EVERY single hotel Chapel, from the Wynn to Mandalay Bay (and a couple of places on Lake Las Vegas), and oh my god there are some lovely things to see.

I can't wait to go back and do the "normal" vegas stuff - we couldn't fit in the strippers and slot machines this time around, what with all the planning...

we took some photos on our trip (yes, believe it or not, there are NEW pictures on picturepicture.net!) - enjoy!

what I've been longing for since I was 13

no, not breasts, you perverts, this.

because walking and reading is easy, but walking, reading, and holding an umbrella (or a dog's leash, or a couple of bags of groceries, or a suitcase) is not. easy.

pathetic, really.

because I don't want to be bridezilla quite yet, I haven't written about the planning. and the dress trying-on. and the vegas-chapel-shopping. and the awesome-fiance-having.

but for some reason, I feel the need to tell you that I dreamed about changing lightbulbs last night. yup. that's pretty much it.

just kept walking into rooms in our fictional house (that looked pretty much like Laura Deam's house and finding that random lightbulbs were missing or not working. so I replaced them. All night long.

oh yeah, baby.

and then I woke up and every single light in our house worked perfectly. talk about a dream come true.

or not.

yeah.

would someone explain this to me, please?

I'm looking at this and I'm wondering WHY anyone would think it was a good idea....

because, seriously, people. Baby poo brown hoodie? without the body or arms? what the hell?

I'm paying too much attention to my unguents....

has anyone else noticed that about a half hour after applying Jergens Natural Glow, your skin smells like...er...roasting corn?

because, dudes. I'm a walking octoberfest stand, here.

I'd stop using it, but I think I'm more grossed out by the sight of blue-white calves than I am sickened by the smell of corn...

yeah. I'm posting GOLD today. GOLD.

in case you're wondering: the chemicals in self-tanning products work because they're browning your skin. browning. like Meat. now that's tasty.

a young boy raised by corpses...

The Graveyard Book: BD reports that Neil Gaiman's upcoming project is 'The Graveyard Book', described as an update of 'The Jungle Book', only set entirely in a graveyard. The story will be about a young boy who is raised by corpses after his parents tragically die.

ok, this sounds so awesome I just may die, myself, from the awesomeness.