I’ve just ordered this dress by Kiyonna. It’s more than I want to spend, but I love its modest, elegant, and classy style. I hope it looks as good on me as it does this sassy model.
I am tired of looking for a wedding dress. Is it too much to ask for a simple, below-the-knee to mid-calf length, ivory or white, plus-size dress that is maybe a little bit modest for under $200? I don’t think I’m being too demanding.
Today, I gave myself a papercut on a 6-pack of underwear. That’s talent, folks.
Today, I was happy to discover that an old acquaintance of mine is running a really cool business of her own: she’s making "I’m a bride" shirts that don’t suck.
I ran into Paige at the Fort Worth Bridal show. Along with a friend, she’s started Be Fizzy, which features subtle, well-designed shirts and hats for brides that aren’t all girly and pink and sparkly.
Not that there’s anything wrong with girly and pink and sparkly. It’s just not me.
I am a master procrastinator. If something doesn’t jump out and excite me, I will put it off until it is absolutely due. Case in point: the risk analysis paper due for class tomorrow morning. I’ve just now gotten started on it. I’ve been staring at the computer all night thinking about doing it, but not getting started. Fortunately, I seem to work well under time constraints. Back to it…
I don’t like morning phone calls. They are always bad news. This morning, it was my mom calling to say my dad was in an ambulance on the way to the hospital. He’s home now, and doing better — a kidney stone was causing immense pain and nausea, but he has good drugs now. Nothing good happens before 9am, and when the phone rings, it’s bound to be bad.
Today, I learned that what I had erroneously always thought of as Daylight Savings Time is actually properly daylight-saving time. Knowledge Source: AP Stylebook.
Today, by 10:30am, it felt like I’d done enough for it to be noon.
By noon, it felt like 2pm.
By 5pm, it felt like 8.
Now, it’s 10:30pm, and I’m tired like it’s 2am.
It’s been a long day.
Today, I was quoted $2000 for 2 hours of use of a chapel downtown for our wedding. That’s pretty much what I want to spend on the whole she-bang! The wedding industry is such a racket. Back to the drawing board.
Don’t show me this message when your page was able to load a flash ad, video player, and streaming video and all I want is some text. Maybe you’d have less traffic if you didn’t load all that crap.