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My friends always kid me and say that I have a memory like an elephant since I never forget anything. It’s bizarre, but I do have the uncanny ability to remember random details or events from my life fairly clearly. Too bad I couldn’t do that with school work and tests – I would have been stellar!
Since I seem to remember so many random details of my life, I started to think about the songs and bands that influenced me or were important to me throughout the years.
One of the first songs I remember singing along to was Lobo’s “You and me and a dog named boo,” except I thought it was blue since I was so young. My mom and dad would sing it in the car, and I’d join in. I always had to stop singing though because it made me cry – I’m not really sure why but I think I thought the dog died. This was probably when I was between 4-5 years old.
Around ages 7-8, I discovered my dad’s old tape collection and pilfered his REO Speedwagon and Tom Petty tapes. I would stand on my bed, look into the mirror, and sing along with my microphone (the top of the canopy bed post) “And I’m gonna keep on loving you…” Tom Petty always makes me think of my sister. We’d swing on the swing set, high into the sky and belt out “Free Falling” and “Won’t Back Down.” I’m sure our neighbors loved us!
Around age 9, I got my first, very own CDs for Christmas. They were Amy Grant and Rod Stewart. At that age I was in LOVE with Rod. For some reason I thought he was so hot! I was a strange kid. 🙂 Eventually my collection grew to include Paula Abdul, Wilson Phillips, and more that I can’t remember.
By sixth grade, I had discovered alternative and grunge. I wore tight shirts with big flannel shirts on top. I became obsessed with Bush, Nirvana, Green Day. For the next few years, I only listened to the alternative station and tried to master “my pissed at the world” tough look.
In early high school punk was my new thing, and I rocked out to Blink-182, The Offspring and Rancid. I started smoking because I was a rebel and spent hot July afternoons in the parking lot of the an Atlanta amphitheater bouncing from band to band at The Warped Tour.
When I started dating T, some Dave Mathews songs made it into our repertoire, along with Third Eye Blind and LIT. When we were partying, the beats of the Ruff Ryders, Ja Rule, Ludacris and Nelly kept ours ears ringing and party going into the early hours of the morning. Occasionally the heavier bands like Static X, Staind (before they got poppy and soft) and Disturbed helped me release some of my built up teen angst.
Throughout college, my taste in music became even more jumbled. Classic rock, rap, hip-hop, metal, punk, some techno, alternative and even some country. To this day, I still enjoy a mix of everything. I can’t stick with just one genre because there is so much great music out there that you miss if you don’t venture out.
What bands helped define the important parts of your life?
So, I was just browsing some news articles when I found this one about the Rachel Ray/Dunkin Donuts ad that got pulled because some right wing Americans thought that her scarf looked like a kaffiyeh, the traditional Arab headdress that, to some people, has come to symbolize terrorism. They complained and threatened to boycott Dunkin, so the ad got pulled.
Seriously? Don’t people have more to worry about than an online commercial featuring a person wearing a scarf. People have way too much time on their hands to worry about the lesser things in life than to focus on what really matters.
I find it really offensive that these people can be so openly ethnocentric. If I were a Muslim customer, I would be seriously offended by this move. Not all Muslims who wear scarves are terrorists, and it is ridiculous to me that people would say that the ad supports terrorists.
I try not to be overly judgmental, but very conservative people really bug me. Often times they are the ones that preach and bash anything that doesn’t go along with their beliefs. The supposed religious purists who end up being more racist and mean than most people I know really get under my skin. If you are going to preach being a certain way, than dammit you better act that way too. Practice what you preach or shut the fuck up!
If I were Dunkin, I would have kept the commercial running and not caved into the narrow-minded ways of the conservative Fox News commentators and their lemmings. Plenty of liberals are out there to buy coffee and donuts.
Last night I went around with my friend JD to look at condos since she is thinking about buying one. We roamed my neighborhood with her dad and realtor and checked out the different options that are available. She found some she really likes, so I hope it all works out for her because my neighborhood seriously. rocks. A ton.
I bought my condo about 2 years ago, and I think my dad was the one who found the neighborhood. It’s in an amazing location where we are close to the highway and city but have the feel of living in the country. It’s seriously massive with multiple swimming pools, tennis courts, a golf course, and 900 units. It’s been around since the late 1960s-1970s, so there is a lot of greenery – large tress, grassy fields, pretty flowers. As JD and I have been trying to get in shape, we’ve started to explore the entire neighborhood and learn our way around while enjoying the scenery.
One of my favorite things about the place is that the lake by the golf course is swimming with ducks, geese, swans and herons. It’s so neat to know that I’m in a city but am surrounded by nature and animals.
There is a little cafe in the complex that we venture to every once and a while, and it’s always like a trip back in time. I swear that it reminds me of the camp/resort they are at in Dirty Dancing. There’s a large patio that overlooks the lake and golf course, and there are always oldies playing.
We ended up there last night after condo hunting and stayed way too late! But it was so relaxing to sit on the patio and watch the 2 swans swim together on the lake before settling down on the grass for the night. The momma and daddy ducks and geese rounded up their fluff ball babies and also curled up on the grass. Even the herons, nested high in the pine tree with their little ones, quieted down for the night. I am surprised that 5-6 of those birds all fit into the nest.
When I first started looking for condos, I thought I wanted to be in the heart of the city where everything is always busy and noisy. But now that I’m here, I’m so glad I chose to live a little ways away (5-10 minutes) where I can have trees, grass and a patio. And my little Fado and Zoey can roam and explore and sit on the fence like cats from cartoons.
Unlike T and his boys, my girls and I had a very hard time deciding where to go for my bachelorette party. The boys decided from the second we got engaged that they were going to Vegas for a weekend. At first I thought I wanted to do that too, but after some consideration I realized that it would cost a fortune. Unfortunately most of my girl friends (me included) don’t have a lot of extra cash to blow on a weekend in Vegas. I’m sure you can go out there without spending a ton of money, but with us having to go in July and with the constantly rising gas prices, I’m sure tickets would be close to $500. Which is a ton of money, and we haven’t even thought about the hotel and the expenses of actually going out and doing stuff. In the end, none of us wanted to spend a grand for a 4-day weekend. Plus, Vegas in July = scorching!
A few weeks ago, my sister’s best friend let us know that her parents have a condo on the beach in Panama City Beach that we can stay at for free. This is right up our alley! It’s right on the beach and has a pool, and we won’t have to spend a dime to stay there! This means we have a lot more freedom on what types of activities we can do since we are saving some cash. I’m super excited about hanging out with my girls and lounging on the beach for a few days! It’ll be so much fun!
Plus we are all excited to get tacky airbrushed t-shirts made (you know you’re jealous!) that say something classy about my bachelorette weekend. CMc said she went there in college, and they ended up at a pirate-themed restaurant. So we will totally be going there too! And don’t forget about Club La Vela, PCB’s most famous club. I will definitely be sporting my penis veil there while I spastically shake my groove thang through the throng of partyers.
As I plan more and more of my wedding, I’m starting to realize that I am a pretty laid back bride. I don’t need everything to be perfect or super expensive to be happy. I want all of the people close to me to have an amazing time that they will never forget, and that will make me happy.
If anyone’s got any fun suggestions on cool PCB places to check out, throw them my way. I haven’t been there since I was a freshman in college, and we couldn’t get into anything.
I’m back from New York, and we had an amazing time. But man, am I wiped out. We were going non-stop for the entire time we were there! I need lots of sleep and a few days offer to recuperate.
Friday started off with me getting up at 5:45 a.m. to finish packing and get ready to leave. I went to bed a little before 1 a.m., so it was a little rough getting going in the morning. Poor T was up at 4 a.m. because he had to fly from Tennessee back to Atlanta, then up to New York with me. We landed in NY around 11:30 and caught a train to Grand Central to meet up with my friend CoLo. We decided to take the subway to her apartment on the Upper East Side. Yeah, let me tell you how much fun it was to try to maneuver the subway with giant suitcases and carry-ons. We got to her apartment, which was a walk up (such a long climb) and finally made it to the 5th floor. We dropped off our crap, freshened up and headed out to grab lunch and drinks.
We ended up at a German place called Heidelburg and ate some amazing German food. It was pretty damn authentic, and T and I were in heaven. We drank some tasty beers, then headed out to meet up with some of CoLo’s work friends. We ended up across the street where we had a few more beers and chatted. Then it was time for the surprise. She’d gotten us tickets to the Yankees game, which made T so happy. I was glad to get to go since the stadium is getting torn down, but wasn’t overly concerned if the Yanks won. They did though, 13-2, which meant that we could leave the game a little early since they were pulverizing the Mariners. We ended up back at the bar we’d been at before the game, and CoLo and I proceeded to probably spend $20 or more on rounds of naked photofind – the BEST bar game. EVER!
We crashed at CoLo’s studio and grabbed some breakfast before we caught the train to T’s family’s house on Saturday. T and I acted like goobers on the train, singing along to his iPod and laughing at the dumb people who couldn’t figure out how to make the door open and close to our compartment. The button to automatically open the door was broken, so people had to pull the handle manually. Some people just couldn’t figure out what to do. They would stand there, beating the “PRESS” button, waiting for the door to open. It never did. Some people would just pull it open, but others seemed to get scared and went to a different cart. Sometimes I heart stupid people for the entertainment value they provide! 🙂
T’s mom picked us up from the train station, and we ended up getting a beer at the neighboring Irish pub. Then we headed home for some family bonding time, great food and wine…lots of it. Later that night, we met up with our friend Julie and some of the guys from high school and went out to a local bar. After a few too many drinks, I stumbled into T’s bed and snuggled with his 25 pound cat.
Sunday was our engagement party, and his family went all out. They hired a caterer who made all of this amazing food (white lasagna, eggplant parm, a seafood pasta, chicken marsala, beef pizzaiola, one of the best fruit salads I’ve ever tasted, cheese, tiramisu and veggies). She also made this kick-ass sangria that went really fast. I wish I would have started on it sooner. It was so tasty!
We cleaned up nicely at the party. We got our first items off of our registries, lots of cash and some gift cards. The cash will be put into savings to help pay for our honeymoon!
Now, I’m back at work and exhausted. I’m not sure if I’m getting sick because my voice sounds like it’s going to give out any second now. I’m probably just worn down from the weekend. Sigh…
I am so giddy today and really haven’t accomplished much because I am ready for my 4-day weekend. T and I are going to NY to see friends and family and to have our very first engagement party (or shower-I’m not sure what it ended up being called). I’m really excited to head that way since I haven’t been back up there since 2006, when T’s little bros graduated from high school. It’ll be nice to see all of our friends again and hang with the family.
One of my BMs (CoLo) that I went to college with actually lives in New York City. She isn’t going to be able to make it to Atlanta for my bridal shower in June, so she is throwing T and me a super secret surprise. We really have no idea what it is. T is convinced that it will involve us going to a Yankees game (barf – I HATE the Yankees, but it’d be cool to see the stadium before it gets torn down). CoLo just let me know that it will start around 5 p.m. on Friday and will involve drinking. I’m excited because I HEART surprises!
Saturday and Sunday will be spent in T’s hometown, hanging our with friends and his little bros. T’s family is always a lot of fun to be around, and hilarity often ensues. Plus Big T (his dad) is an amazing cook, so I know that lots of delicious (and fattening) foods will be consumed!
In about 15 minutes I will be heading out the door to go to a Braves game with my family. It’s our first one of the season, and it should be a lot of fun.
You will also be super proud of me because… I.Ordered. My. Invitations. I know! Who would have thought I’d finally get it done. I did it last night, and I’ve already gotten my proof e-mail back. These little guys should be going out in early June. If you were wondering, I went with the black and white swirly ones.
Hope you all have a relaxing and amazing Memorial Day Weekend (woot), and I’ll see you next week!
Howdy ho readers! I know it’s been a minute since I last posted, but I’ve been busy. This may be a bit wordy…
This weekend I got to go to our client in the mountains for a media trip, so my weekend was spent eating, drinking, staying, and doing fun activities for free. It’s always so much fun to go on these trips, but at the same time I am always the youngest person there (usually by 20 years or more). Our days also start extremely early, and I am not a morning person. I usually have to be up and showered and ready for breakfast by 8:30. Then we spend the day hopping from activity to activity, showing the journalists all that the resort has to offer. I’m not complaining about it, but man am I tired after a one of those weekends. I am also still sore from the golf lesson I took on Sunday. Who knew golf was so painful! Want my advice? Stretch…really well…before you decide to start swinging a club. Your arms and back will love you. Trust me!
Since I was technically working all weekend, my boss gave me a day off. Love her! I chose Tuesday since it was my mom’s 50th birthday. I also had a hair appointment that evening, and since I was off I could go earlier in the afternoon. My sister and I made a pasta dish and salad from Giada’s cookbook, and it was awesome! I think it’s out of the everyday Italian or pasta one. We made spaghetti with shrimp and calms in a Pinot Grigio sauce and a citrus salad with parmesan crisps! So yummy. We also proceeded to drink the rest of the wine we used for the sauce and opened one of the bottles we got her as a present to go along with her new wine rack. Then some neighbors stopped in, so we moved to the porch to enjoy the nice night…until the sky turned this eerie yellowish shade and all hell broke loose! The wind was whipping, it was pouring like someone turned on a faucet, and it was thundering and lightning like crazy. It was kind of scary! We finally had to move inside when the wind blew a burst of water under the covered porch, and we got a little wet. Then I remembered that I had left my windows open since it had been so nice out in the morning. Luckily JD was home and has a key. She was nice enough to shut the windows before the storms hit Atlanta and soaked my bedroom. I also ended up crashing at my parents’ house since I’d had a few glasses of wine, and it’s a 45-minute drive back to my house. That meant I had to be up at 6:45 this morning, which was not fun. But I did make it to work early…8:55. Go me!
I had my second (?) wedding nightmare on Monday/Tuesday morning. It was horrible, and bizarre at the same time. I don’t remember all of it since I didn’t get a chance to write it down right when I woke up, but it basically went something like this:
It was my wedding day, and I hadn’t gotten my dress altered for some reason. I was in my basement of my first house, slightly freaking out because the dress didn’t completely fit. It was a little loose on the top, so as I walked around it would start to twist. Eventually the front would be on my side. Plus it was all black with a white portion in the middle. Then as I went to put on my veil and tiara, I couldn’t figure out how to make them stay on my head. Completely frustrated, I asked the lady from the dress store to help me (not quite sure how I ended up there). She shoved this little clip into my hair and attached the veil and tiara to it. When I turned to look in the mirror, I almost had a heart attack. It looked like a cardboard Statue of Liberty crown that was covered in glitter! I told her this wasn’t what I ordered, and she fought with me telling me that it was. I finally lost the battle and looked at myself again, nearly in tears. I looked like a frigging idiot. She had also put my veil on weird and it flipped over the “crown” so it reminded me of some headdress thing that queens used to wear back in the day. Maybe it looked more like a nun hat…I can’t quite picture it anymore but it was HEINOUS! Then there was drama with my cake. It was this plain and boring white sheet cake from a grocery store that had red writing all over it. There was also a smaller sheet cake chunk that was supposed to stack on top of it. For some reason my dad was drying to stack the pieces together when he dropped the one piece, icing side down, onto the larger one. This resulted in a pink, swirly mess. Then someone had the brilliant idea to scrape the icing off and start over.
That’s when I woke up. It was pretty disturbing and weird. I guess that’s what I get for snoozing for an hour and drifting in and out of sleep.
I also got an estimate back from the florist I met with last week, and the prices weren’t even that bad. I don’t think. I’ve heard that a lot of people spend around $4,000 on flowers (which I think is crazy) and his prices aren’t even close to that. Yay me. Plus T’s mom offered to pay for them (makes my parents happy), and she said we can get whatever we want. I don’t want to break the bank, but I think it’s doable!
As I read the blogs of my fellow engaged bloggers, I start to feel a little bit of panic since some of their weddings are pretty far away still, but they have so much more stuff done than I do. I do have a decent amount of things checked off of my lists, but as I read their blogs I realize that there is still so much more to do. So now I will share with you all that I have accomplished so far, and all that I still have to do since my wedding is barely 3.5 months away.
Checked off the list
- Ordered save the dates and sent them out.
- Ordered dress, veil and tiara
- Picked up dress and veil. Tiara is on the way.
- Ordered bridesmaid dresses. They arrive in June.
- Booked the ceremony and reception venue.
- Booked photographer and videographer.
- Booked DJ.
- Scheduled a meeting with a priest that can do a Catholic ceremony outside of the church. We meet with him at the end of May.
- Chose honeymoon destination and paid the down payment. Mayan Riviera, here we come!
- Decided on a cupcake cake and put down the deposit.
- Met with a florist last night who seems awesome and can create kick-ass bouquets and centerpieces that are colorful and unique.
- Booked hotels for the room blocks.
- Helped T’s dad reserve our favorite Greek restaurant for the rehearsal dinner.
- Booked my hair and make up people.
- Scheduled my run through hair and make up.
Clogging up the list since I haven’t done it yet
- Order invitations – I know, I know. I’m a super slacker. I am planning on doing it this week, maybe even today.
- Decide on a time for the ceremony to start so I can order the invitations. I’m thinking 4:30.
- Choose the songs for the wedding.
- Decide on the menu – I think this will happen closer to the date.
- Add a few hours onto the rental so the reception will be longer.
- Decide how I want to wear my hair and make up.
- Actually book the priest.
- Get a marriage license.
- Make the guys look at tuxes and try them on.
- Add more stuff to our registries.
- Pick out my shoes and the bridesmaids’ shoes.
- Get programs made.
- Decide if we should get a limo for our departure. If so, book it.
- Book a nice suite for our first night as newly weds.
- Decide on a wedding ring for me and T.
- Chose the linens for the reception.
- Look into getting a groom’s cake.
- Decide on what kind of favors we want to have.
- Get in shape.
- Decide where I want to go for my bachelorette party.
There’s probably a lot more that I am missing that I can’t think of. Sigh…
Right before I left work on Friday, I got a phone call saying my wedding dress had arrived. I was pretty excited but couldn’t pick it up until Sunday since I was going to be out of town for my sister’s graduation. When I got back on Sunday, I rushed to the store and got there with 15 minutes to spare (they closed at 5 p.m.). A lot of the people had left for the day, which I thought was weird since the store was still scheduled to be open for 15 more minutes. I finally tracked down the lady I’d ordered the dress from, and she helped me try it on. It fit amazingly well. Yay! I am getting my period in a few days though, so I’ll probably try it on again in a week to see how it actually fits when I’m not all bloated.
I have to have the dress altered by late June/early July, so I have some more time to tone up. I guess I also need to pick out some shoes. The dress is the perfect length when I’m flat-footed, but if I wear any sort of heel it’ll be too short. I should be able to let it out some in the front to solve that problem though. I don’t want any shoes that are too tall because T and I are only about an inch apart in height. I’m thinking some sort of cute kitten heel will be the best option. Anyone got any suggestions? 🙂
I also desperately need to order my invitations (oops). The ones I had originally picked out don’t appear to be online anymore. I do have a catalogue, so maybe I can find them through that. I did find another place that had some super cute invitations that I’m really digging. I may just have to switch companies…
Here they are in no particular order:
I really like the one with the black border and the swirl on it. I also think the black one with the white detailing looks cool. What do you think? **Sidenote: Our colors are claret (dark red) and black.**
In non-wedding news, my sister’s graduation weekend was fun. I kept tearing up like a baby during the ceremony, I’m such a softy. Afterwards we hung out with the fam for a few hours and walked all over town so she could take pictures. Later that night we met up with her friends and went karokeing and then out. Karaoke was so much fun. We went to this Japanese place that let’s you rent a room for an hour and you can sing and dance like an idiot without the whole place staring at you for being awful. It’s so entertaining, I completely recommend it if you ever get a chance to go!
Tomorrow my little sister graduates from college and heads into the real world. It’s so weird to think that at this time three years ago, I was in her same situation, finishing off my classes and prepared to dive head-first into the grown up world of 40-hour work weeks, little vacation time, and no more homework. I didn’t have a job lined up yet, and I was prepared to enjoy at least some of my “last” summer. I managed to escape to NY for a few weeks to visit T’s family and see old friends. As soon as I got back, the rents were all over me to get a job.
My sister’s friend D worked at a restaurant where my parents lived (I was crashing in the basement at this point in time) and hooked me up with my first waitressing job. On the day I was supposed to start training, I had an interview at McHell.com. Needless to say after four days of training, I got the job at McHell. So that was the end of my waitressing career. Oh well.
My sister doesn’t have a job lined up, but she is interviewing with a few places. She actually has a second interview on Tuesday for a position that she really wants. Send her good vibes so she’ll land the job (even though she’ll make more money than me. Damn PR for not paying more).
Even if she doesn’t land the job, I told her to not let the rents stress her out about finding one, like they did with me. She is more than welcome to crash in my guest room while she job hunts and gets settled into her new life. I still can’t believe she’s already done with school! Time really flies by.
Today she keeps calling me to ask if she should get more food for the graduation party or what she should put on her cap so we can spot her in the crowd – there will be a couple thousand people graduating tomorrow. At first she thought she’s glue a wooden giraffe to her cap. I told her that’d look pretty bizarre. So she settled on writing her name in white tape. She’s a crazy kid.
Well, I’m off to celebrate my sister’s last night as a college student. Happy weekend everyone and happy Mother’s Day to all of you moms out there! 🙂