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Wedding planning. I thought I had all my shit down. I’ve been really super organized. My mom keeps telling me how proud she is of me for doing all this by myself, never pestering her or needing much help. She even tells me that I should get into this for a living. Yeah, on the surface it sounds great. Until I have a run in with a bridezilla because we all know I can’t control my temper and someone could get hurt. Let me tell you, it won’t be me.
Anyway, it’s been pretty much smooth sailing the whole way. The biggest bump was the bridesmaid’s dress fiasco, which ended up being fine in the end. Everything fit and zipped. Crisis averted. But now, that it’s crunch time, things are getting crazy. I’m semi on edge, and could possibly become a raging bitch or a drunk (hopefully neither).
We are meeting with the DJ on Tuesday to go over our music selections. The only problem is, we haven’t done that yet. And to top it all off. I lost the handy dandy music picking out sheet. Hate. T is gone all weekend for his bachelor party so I guess Sunday and Monday nights will be music nights. In the mean time, I hope I can find that damn thing. Or the DJ can send me a new one.
Yesterday we were supposed to meet for the final time with our priest. I wanted to use this time to go over our ceremony so I can start working on the programs. Well, he was sick last night so we couldn’t meet. I’m not mad about that, and I hope he feels better soon, but I’m scared it will really make things tight for the programs. I’m thinking we better meet on Monday because if we wait too long, there will be no programs at the wedding. Especially since I’m not sure about what to put in them since we haven’t really discussed the ceremony yet…
We decided to go with personalized shot glasses. They are really cute and who doesn’t like collecting random shot glasses. I decided to order them yesterday, and almost had an aneurysm. Seriously. I went to the Web site to order them and followed the instructions. It said to order them, then choose your design. Well I did that, except you couldn’t choose the design. You had to upload your own, which I didn’t want to do. So I spent a ton of time trying to figure out how to get the artwork from their site attached to my order. Finally someone said I could e-mail it. I checked today, and they said they have it, so that’s good. But I seriously thought that I ordered 150 blank shot glasses. That would have been stupid!
They will look like this, but with black writing.
At first I wanted to rent a hotel for all the bridesmaids to stay in the night before the wedding so we could get ready there the next day. But my plot keeps getting foiled. The hotel I’ve blocked for our guests has suites. At one point I asked if it was possible to fit 6 people in it. I was told yes. So I booked it yesterday and realized it was a king suite with one bed and a sofa bed. Umm, that doesn’t fit 6, so it was a no go. They were going to check and see if it would be possible to let us have a couple cots, but that can’t happen either. Plus I’m not sure if they’d let us keep the room until 2:30 without charging us for another day so we could get ready. Now I’m not sure what we should do. All stay at our own houses and either get ready at my or Little S’s house. I guess I’ll have to do a survey. Annoying.
The guest bathroom toilet is all kinds of fucked up. It was running like crazy last night so T and I finally had to turn the water to it off because we couldn’t get it to stop running. I was scared that it was going to overflow. The thing was running like it was a fucking faucet. It was insane. Hopefully my dad can look at it and help me fix it.
Chinese Take Out
Today my co-worker and I decided to order Chinese/Thai take out for lunch. We love this place because it is amazing. We both had to pay with cash. She had a $10 bill, and I had a $20. The food got here and we went to pay. Of course the delivery guy spoke very little English so we had a hard time communicating with each other, and he had very little change. What kind of delivery driver doesn’t have lots of ones? So we spent like 5 minutes trying to get the payment straightened out. He broke my $20, but then had no ones to make more change. Our total was $14.9,1 and in the madness we gave him a $20. Um, yeah. He lucked out. And I’m pissed at my co-worker for making the whole process more complicated than it needed to be. She was no help in figuring out a solution to him not having any change. Grrr…
Ok, that is it for my ranting. Sorry for all of the negativity, but I’m stressed out. Tomorrow will be much happier reading because I’m taking part in the second Create Your Own Blogventure. Aren’t you just super excited?!?! I am!! It all goes down at 10 a.m. EST tomorrow. Make sure you start here, at the lovely NPW’s page. My section in one of the endings, so you won’t get to me till you read for a bit.
Today my boss and I finally met up for my review(about 4 months late). She took me out to lunch, and we talked about a lot of stuff. She thinks I am doing a great job, which makes me happy because I enjoy what I do. We were gone about 2 hours, and I totally thought I was going to get an awesome raise by the time we were done. At the end of our conversation, she handed me an envelope and said, “Here’s a little something in honor of your year working with us.” Hold up, what? It was just a bonus check. So that meant I had to suck it up and ask about a raise. And you know what? Nothing. I didn’t even get a grand more. I was pretty bummed. She said with the economy being like it is, now just wasn’t the best time. But she did promise that I’ll get an increase at the start of 2009. But I could really use it now, especially with the wedding only 26 days away. Sigh…but on the bright side. At least the bonus was one lump sum without the taxes removed. So that’s always a plus. And way better than splitting up a grand over 24 pay periods.
After we got back from lunch, I had to call back the rehearsal dinner site. They had changed some things around, and I was only allowed to deal with Don. I finally got a hold of him to get some details straight so the invitations can be sent out and was dealt some not so stellar news. Apparently the girl I had been working with (she was super sweet) didn’t really know what she was doing booking a large party, or the policies changed. He dropped a bomb on me. First of all, to use the private dining room on Saturdays you have to spend $3,000 on food and drinks since they don’t charge for renting it. WTF?!?! That is a shit ton of cash for a rehearsal dinner. Then he told me we could only have the room till 9. Originally I had been told 10. After a slight panic attack (where the fuck am I going to be able to get a room that holds 40-50 people on a Saturday in less than 3 weeks?!?!), we were able to work some stuff out. They are only making us reach $2,000 (but with 18% grat it’s still more than $2,300). I talked to T’s parents and they said it’ll be fine. But it still seems ridiculous to me to spend that much for a rehearsal dinner…grr. I did look into a few other places, and they were even more expensive. We’re keeping our fingers crossed that the drinkers will get that tab up so T’s dad doesn’t have to throw a ton down!
On a happier note, I met with my florist today to actually pick out the types and colors of flowers I want. And let me just say, I heart him. He’s awesome and totally gets that I don’t want my wedding to be an antebellum throw down. I want color and lots of it, plus it needs to be unique. Let’s just say there will be a various shades of orchids, calla lillies, bromeliads, fern fronds, some greenery and of course some roses brightening up my day. Yay! 🙂
We got a later start than we had planned on Thursday. ASP was supposed to take a final early, then leave for the trip. Well, her professor showed up 15 minutes late and still had some work to do on the test. There was about a 30 minute delay before she actually took the test. CMc got held up at work since there was a ton of stuff that had to get finished before she could hit the road. We all met up around 3:00, split into 2 cars and went on our way. It took about 6 hours to get there, but it’s in the central time zone so it only felt like 5.
We all reconvened at the sweet condo we were staying at. Little S’s friend’s parents let us stay at their AMAZING beach front cottage for free. The place was missing all the tacky beachy decorations and we super nice. It had a huge patio and was on the 9th floor, so we had quite a view.
See what I mean?
Our first night was pretty chill. We went out to dinner and played some board games when we got home because a lot of people were tired. After we finished our game, everyone went to bed…except JD and I. We decided it would be cool to sit on the porch, chat and have another drink. Well, another turned into another, and another (you get the picture). And the next thing we knew it was 4:30 in the morning and we were still awake…talking about books we like. Yeah, we get crazy.
Friday morning was a little rough since we had 7 people in the condo and not everyone sleeps late. I think we ended up getting up a little before 10. That day was our beach day, so we headed down to the sand to stake our claim. As you can tell, the water was a little rough, which I happen to like. Most of us went out and played in the waves. Let me tell you. Strapless top (trying to avoid weird tan lines) + waves = lots of flashing and funny moments. It was a blast.
That night was my big bachelorette night out since no one wanted to be jacked up for the ride home on Sunday. We all dressed up, me extra specially. I got the whole shebang – penis veil, penis straw, some kind of wild girls sash – my friends don’t play.
Our plan was to go to dinner and head to Club La Vela, the hottest nightclub in the world (um, no). It’s trashy and the weirdest mix of people you will ever see, but we had fun. It was Ladies’ Night from 9-12, so we headed in around 10 for free drinks and craziness. Lets just say that everyone was feeling no pain by the time we left.
The girls made a mini list of things for me to do/collect, so I went around acting like an ass to get it done. I got a piggyback ride from a stranger, a condom from a girl (no guys in PCB carry them – eww), some guy’s boxes (yeah, I rule), danced with a stranger, random guys to buy us shots, random guys to get me a drink, a bouncer to propose…and then I lost my list. Not too shabby if I say so myself.
We hit up a bunch of the many rooms the club had, and ended up in VIP. It was lame. They had couches roped off for celebrities (not sure what famous person was going to hang out there) and wouldn’t let us sit. The bartender in there was a total bitch, and at one point CMc looks at me and said she wasn’t going to tip her because she kept giving her attitude. Well The Bitch heard her, and was trying to throw her out because she thought CMc called her a bitch. She never did but The Bitch didn’t care. She ran out to get a bouncer, and I told CMcto hit the road. The bitch finally came back with the bouncer who had proposed to me (score) and they couldn’t find CMc. I pretended I didn’t know where she was and everything fizzled out. The funny thing was, CMc had gone out a side door and was sitting by and chatting with the same bouncer who had been asked to throw her out. He never knew that she was the person he was supposed to be looking for.
The next few hours were spent being silly and hanging out by the pool deck. Eventually we realized that CMc and Jax had hopped the fence and were hanging with some guys on the beach. JD found a cute boy and they were hanging out/making out. Eventually Jules also had herself a little hook up, leaving me, ASP and Little S to hang out and be random. Finally we got everyone back together again, and CMc and Jax almost got booted again for jumping over the fence to get back in. We all played dumb, and it was ok. Since it was getting late, we sat around talking beside the pool for a bit. CMc and Jax decided they wanted to go swimming so they jumped in the pool. All was cool until some bouncers noticed them. They made them get out and threw them out, which was fine with us since we were all tanked and tired.
We were all hurting Saturday and pretty much spent the entire day hanging around the condo. Jax and Jules made it to the beach really early, the rest of us didn’t venture down until 4. We hung out for a bit, then got ready for dinner. We went to a shitty pirate-themed restaurant where the food was meh and overpriced, but we got cool hats. Then we wanted to play putt-putt (mini-golf for you Northerners) but it was rainy. So we settled for getting amazing air-brushed T-shirts and karaoke at some dive bar across the street.
All in all, it was a great weekend. We all had fun and got along. What more can you want? We are planning to do a little girl’s night out in a few weeks for all of the people who wanted to come to PCB but didn’t make it. The boys are going to Vegas, so it’s only fair that we blow it out too! 🙂
Yeah, so I’m getting married in 30 days. I can’t believe it’s practically here! Wow, everything’s been a whirlwind. Anyway, I’m on my way to the beach. Just thought I’d share! Peace! 🙂
My bachelorette party is finally here. We leave tomorrow in the early afternoon. I am so excited to have 2 days off of work and some days at the beach. Squee. Needless to say, I’ve been very unproductive today due to the excitement and last minute planning that is going on.
At least the day has been going by semi-fast. I ran some errands before lunch (aka went to the mall) and bought a couple of dresses to wear over the weekend. I am slightly annoyed with my NY & Company experience though. They are having a super great sale on summer dresses (plus I had a $30 off coupon), and I was super excited. I picked out all of these awesome dresses that I have been eying during the past month and wanted to finally buy because they were on sale. And you know what? Out of the 5 I tried on, only one really fit. The rest made me look so slutty because they are the types of dresses that you can’t wear a bra with because they are super low cut. Um hello, not everyone in America is flat-chested. Would it kill you to put a little extra fabric on the top of the dress so it actually covers my boobs and not just my nipples. Grr….I really liked those dresses. And I love my boobs. People pay good money to get what I am lucky to have naturally. But just because I have a chest doesn’t mean I want it to hang out all of the time. Sometimes I don’t want the girls on display for everyone to ogle.
Anyway, sorry for the rant. Back to work for me since I really haven’t done much today. I hope you all have a wonderful weekend. I’ll be back Monday, hopefully with a great tan and some awesome stories!
I live in a townhouse, so I don’t have an external mailbox. I have a mail slot on my door. For the most part, it’s really handy, and I love it. I don’t have to worry about stopping my mail when I go out of town for an extended period of time because all of my mail ends up in my entryway on the other side of the front door. If I’m lazy and don’t want to check the mail, I don’t have to worry about the mailbox filling up because I didn’t get the mail. The pile just gets bigger on the floor, making the house look cluttered. I also don’t have to worry about someone stealing my mail since it’s in my house. If they kicked my door in, I think I’d have more to worry about than someone stealing my mail.
Well, recently our mail carrier has been sucking at life (sad, but true). I can’t tell you how many times I end up with mail that should be going to my neighbors. I can understand it happening every once in a while. Mail sticks together or gets caught up in a coupon flier. But the mail mix ups happen at least 3-4 times a month. Sometimes I just get one piece, other times I get a couple. And this is starting to worry me.
Since the wedding is almost here, we are expecting RSVPs back from our guests. Who knows, we may also start receiving presents or cards with money in them. If the mail carrier fucks up and gives our mail to the neighbors, who knows if they will give it back in a timely fashion or at all. I don’t want to take that gamble. Over the weekend I received an RSVP from my co-worker Mel that was all taped up. I didn’t think anything of it. I figured she forgot to include the number of guests on it or something so she opened it back up. So I said something to her at work the other day, and she was clueless. She hadn’t forgotten anything. The mail genius delivered it to someone else, who accidentally opened it.
That brings me to another example of their carelessness. We have a glass/screen door in front of our front door. Sometimes we leave the door open so the cats can lay in the sunspots. Well, if we leave the front door open, the mail carriers can’t reach the slot. So they usually just knock, open the door, announce they are there, and toss the mail in. One of the carriers did that the other day, and all of a sudden asked T, who was sitting in the kitchen, “This isn’t 240 is it?” “No.” “Oops, I think I just dropped your mail in the wrong slot because I wasn’t paying attention.” Really?!?! That is your fucking job. You are handling people’s important mail. You can’t not be paying attention. Jackass.
Anyway, I went to the USPS Web site to complain because I’m tired of getting other people’s mail and not knowing whether strangers are getting mine. Hopefully this little problem will get fixed. Seriously, is it that hard to match up the numbers on the envelopes to the ones on the door? I think not.
Yeah, with the wedding only 32 days away, be prepared for wedding blabber 2008. It’s all I’m thinking about because I’m trying to get everything finalized so I’m not too stressed at the end.
First of all, I ordered Jillian Michael’s 30-Day Shred DVD and oh. my God. It kicked my ass. That woman is crazy. I’ve only done the first level, which is about 20 minutes long. And you know what? I have never sweat that much for 20 minutes of work. When I’m at the gym, I don’t sweat nearly as much and I work out twice as long. I felt pretty good afterwards, but my legs hurt like hell. Ow. I’m gonna try to do it again in the morning. As long as I can move my legs again. 🙂
This weekend was wedding-tastic. Saturday morning I had a marathon hair appointment. First, I had my regular hair cut and color. That lasted about 1.5 hours. After that I went through my trial wedding hair and make up for another 2 hours. My head was loaded with rollers while my face got beautified, then we played around with my hair. I decided to go with an updo just because it’s super hot in Georgia in August, and it looks really cool with my color. Plus it’s glamorous. What, you want to see it? Ok.
Yeah, I like it a lot. And so does T. He kept telling me how hot I looked all night. Aww.
Sunday we went to my parents’ house to celebrate my dad’s birthday a few days early. It was a lot of fun. We ate, drank and laughed like crazy people. We also played around with wedding songs. My dad and I were testing out different songs for our father-daughter dance. This resulted in some impromptu dance lessons from my mom and dad in our foyer. I’m sure if people saw us, they would have thought we were crazy! But I think we have a song picked out!
We also finally decided on wedding favors. We’ve decided on personalized shot glasses that we’ll fill with candy. Everyone loves shot glasses, and they’re fun keepsakes. Plus being filled with candy makes them even cooler. Now I just need to know how many people are coming so I can order them…
Today I went to look at some programs after work. Who knew there would be so many that I just didn’t like? I finally found one that I think is classy and modern, exactly what I’m looking for. It comes with a pocket (that will either be red or black shimmery paper) to hold the program. The actual program will be on tri-folded white paper. I think it’ll look pretty nice afterwards. No we need to finalize the ceremony so we can order them…
I can’t wait till Thursday because that’s the day we are leaving for my bachelorette party at the beach. I’m so excited! We’ve got a good group of girls going, even though not everyone invited can come. I know there will be many crazy shenanigans and tons of fun! For the weekend, I ordered some cute dresses and a bathing suit from Victoria’s Secret. Too bad 2 out of the 3 dresses don’t fit. This is what baffles me. Victoria’s Secret = bras and boobs. So shouldn’t the dresses be cut to fit boobs? Yeah, guess they didn’t think of that. I look semi-scandalous in them, so I’m sending them back. But the bathing suit fits and is super cute. It’s the light brown and white polka dotted one that’s all over the catalogues. I love it. And it’s bandeau so no funky tan lines for the wedding!
Does anyone else ever feel that having to work on Fridays is pointless? Especially during the summer? I know my productivity goes waaaay down when it’s beautiful outside, and I am ready to relax for the weekend. The other thing I’ve noticed is that in a lot of industries, a bunch of people get to leave early on Fridays. Why doesn’t this work for everyone (like me)? Isn’t it fairly pointless to be busting ass to work when you can’t get a hold of anyone else since they aren’t working? Oh, America. Why can’t you be less work and money making oriented and be more low key like many European countries? Sigh…wishful thinking.
Today has been super boring. I have literally done nothing. NOTHING. Ok, well maybe I’m lying a little. I’ve done a few things. But most of them have been in the last few minutes. And I’ve only done them because I feel bad for being such a slackass. I’ve spent a large chunk of my day reading blogs and gossip sites, picking out wedding hairstyles, and chatting with my co-workers. Boss, please give me that raise since I am such a hard worker! <—Normally I am, just not on Fridays!
Another reason working on Friday sucks is because you are tired from the week. You’ve been working hard (hanging out too late with friends) and need a break. Today. I am exhausted. T decided he was going to get up at 6 to go to the gym this morning. Of course I woke up when the alarm went off, then again after the snooze cycle. Then I had to pee. Then he couldn’t find his workout clothes in the dark. So he turned on the light for a second. The whole ordeal took about 15 minutes. As soon as I dozed back off, our fried Jay came in to take his shower (the working shower is in our room and he was staying with us because he had a meeting in Atlanta this morning and lives far away). After Jay’s shower ended, then my sister came in for hers. So yeah, this morning sucked. I was practically up and dozing in and out of sleep till I got up at 7:45. Then my head was hurting and my neck was sore from sleeping weird, so this morning was awesome.
To top it off, I was in a super funk for no reason that I can think of. I’m just pissy. Probably because I’m tired and bored to death at work. Sorry for being a Ranty McRanterson. Yuck. Ok, well I’m heading out. Happy weekend!
I’m sure you are all feeling the pinch in your wallets and bank accounts like I am. Everything keeps getting more and more expensive, but salaries are staying the same. Something is wrong with this picture. Gas is over $4, groceries are sky rocketing, and even make up keeps costing a little more each time I buy it. The economy needs to fix itself, like yesterday.
Anyway, in early April I had my official one year anniversary at my PR job that I love. To get here, I made a lateral move from McHell.com. This means my sort of crappy salary came with me. At that time, I was so ready to get out of there that I didn’t care. I was even able to talk my new boss up $4,000 from what she initially offered to match my McHell money.
Last year, the amount of money I was making was fine. Life hadn’t gotten so expensive. Gas was still under $3. (Remember how we used to complain about that? If only we could go back to the glory days!) I wasn’t planning a wedding that requires expensive purchases of gifts, jewelery and trips.
Well, now the times have changed. Things are getting tighter. I’m going out less and shopping less, but I’m still struggling to save money. I’m trying to be frugal but it’s not working because the economy isn’t playing along. So it is highly crucial for me to get a raise. I’m a big girl now, and I should get paid like one.
I’ve been out of college since 2005 and working, yet I am still pretty close to entry level wages (in my opinion). I know people that have just graduated that are making almost as much as me or more. Take Little S for example. She has been working for about a month. But she makes $8,000 more than I do, and she gets “an adjusting to your new life” stipend of like $6,000, a company credit card, car, laptop, cell phone and commissions once she actually starts selling things. I know she is in a completely different field than I am, but it’s still a slap in the face to have my sister, who is 22 and right out of college, making a hell of a lot more money than I am.
When my one year anniversary rolled around, I was banking on the boss calling me in for a review (hooking me up with a raise). But April came and went, as well as May and June, and nothing. She has been traveling a lot for work and summer vacation, so I haven’t really had a time to pull her aside to talk since she hasn’t been here.
Yesterday, I finally worked up the balls to say something to her towards the end of the day, and she ended up on a really long phone call. I thought I could catch her when she was off, but I heard her wrap up the convo by saying she had to be somewhere by 6. Plot foiled. She busted out of the office in a whirlwind and was gone. And I never had a chance to say anything. Instead of waiting till today, I just decided it may be easier to write her an e-mail asking to set up a time for a review. I was hoping it would happen today since she is leaving again tomorrow.
All morning I was a my desk, twitching a little in anticipation, and nothing happened. NOTHING! I was thinking she hadn’t read it or didn’t want to talk. Finally around 3 she told me that she felt bad for not doing my review yet because she has been meaning to and that we can talk next week. YAY!!! Finally.
Now here is my dilemma. Out of everyone in the office, I feel I have the most responsibility. I am one of the younger employees, but I work on 3 clients practically all by myself. I do get a little help from our interns and my co-worker Mel, but they are mine. I’m the one that arranges media visits, handles problems, reminds them that we need to work on things. I am planning on asking for a $5,000 raise (I want to ask for $8,000, but I know that’s waaaay too much). I know it’s a lot and times are tight, but I feel that for the amount of work I do, I should get compensated a lot more. I have a lot of responsibility and want my salary to reflect my hard work. We are a small company (which makes me feel guilty for asking for so much) but I need to be able to live my life without feeling like I am going to end up broke on the street somewhere. And I really don’t want to find a second job on the corner. 😉
I feel like in the grand scheme of things, I am a pretty rational person. I am trusting and forgiving, and don’t usually freak out about stuff. I always kid T that I am the best fiance he could have asked for. I have no problem going out with the guys. I can handle crude jokes and laugh at them. I can check out chicks with the best of them. As long as I’m not wanting to have a date night or I’m not feeling well, I don’t care if T wants to go out with the boys. Hell, he can even crash with friends if he can’t drive. I am that low-key. Until now…
Last night as I was about to go to bed, the realization that T’s bachelor party is in 2 weeks hit me. And it hit me hard. If you don’t know, he is going to Vegas with a group of his guy friends. And as the trip gets closer and closer, I am less than thrilled. All of the guys that are going on the trip are single. So they can do whatever the hell they want and don’t have to answer to anyone back home. I am friends with all of the guys going as well, and I know that they wouldn’t let anything bad happen, but still. T is a very attractive guy. I know this, he knows this,and other people know this.
I know that there will be gambling, drinking and partying. As well as strip clubs. Normally I don’t give 2 shits about T going to a strip club. Hell, I’ve gone with him before. It’s the fact that it’s his bachelor party that skeeves me out. I’m sure the stripper will give him something “special” since it’s his last crazy adventure before getting married. And that bugs me. I don’t want some nasty skank all over my fiance, rubbing her lady lumps all over him. I’m sure the guys will get him a lap dance or something, but I don’t want it to happen. Why can’t the single guys stuff dollar bills down g-strings and leave T out of it. Why can’t they just go to the beach like the girls? Why do boys always have to blow it out?
It’s not that I don’t trust T and our guy friends, I don’t trust other people, who may take things a little too far. Plus I don’t want him to spend tons of money less than a month before our wedding. Sigh…
Am I being completely irrational? How would you feel if you were me?