Wednesday, September 27, 2006

This one is for you Amby!

So like every bride-to-be as the wedding gets closer, I've been having these dreams about everything going wrong. The one I had last night....the photographers. Last night when I woke up in a cold sweat, I didn't think it was's a bit humorous to me today as I didn't just pick Joe Shmo to be my photographer....I picked an amazing woman and friend!

So here it goes: The wedding must have been over when they got there. They were sitting in the church lobby in the chairs (we have these tealish/green arm chairs there). I was already out of my dress... my hair was till up due to the HUMONGOUS amount of hairspray in it. I don't remember my veil being in, but the head piece was. I was wearing one of Dan's t-shirts and my favorite pair of "laying around" pants. know the ones you'd never go out in public wearing. I was quite the site. Since my hair was done and my flowers for whatever reason had been left at the church, Amby and RG decided that it was more than appropriate to go ahead and do some photos. So there I stood, looking like I was, crying and they were snapping away.
*That would be when I woke up in a cold sweat.

In other news. I was on my way to run some errands yesterday. I'm passing the construction of the house behind us; weaving in and out of the trucks as they don't seem to care that they are blocking all the traffic. It was nice so I have my windows rolled down. I finally get pass the trucks...that's when I heard it. *thump thump thump* I just said to myself, "No, not today. Please not today. Not this early. Dan's nowhere near getting off work." Yup, I had a flat tire. So I turn it around and come home. Call Dan....he's on his way. I thought I'd get things started, especially since he asked if anything was in the tire and I couldn't tell. So I've just pulled the tire off when he gets home. He wasn't too happy that I was working on it....especially at this point in time. Found a roofing nail in the tire. So we are now the proud owners of 2 new rear tires on my car....I love to spend money becasue other people are careless...

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Busy, busy and a little bit more busy...

We're getting to the countdown stages of "days 'til the wedding." October 13 will be here before we know it. Between work and finishing up loose ends for the wedding, I have been one crazy busy girl.

Lots has happened since I last posted. Got to see Amby and RG this past weekend!!! That was so much fun. Made some finalizing phonecalls....those were expensive. Spent some time in Cincinnati making table centerpieces. Decided that we are totally changing how we are going to alter my's cheaper, easier and quicker that way.

This weekend it's the last cut and color before the wedding....Taking my headpiece and veil up to Linda so she can play and we can halfway decide what we are going to do that lovely day.

Working a lot last week and this week...I hope to carry that all the way up to the wedding...crazy?? maybe a little :)

Other than's eat, sleep and potty...that's about all there is time for!

Monday, September 11, 2006

I know where I you?

Five years ago today, I was in my dorm room of Palmer Hall getting ready to go to the most dreaded class ever...Honors Rhetoric. Jamie came flying through the door and said a plane hit the WTC. I thought she was joking.
Still though, I flew to my class as her charade was going to make me late.
When I got to the Case Annex, the honors lounge was packed. That was unusual.
On a typical day, there may have been 3 people at most in there. There was a tv that had been pulled in. Everyone staring at the screen not saying a word.
I watched as the second plane hit.
Then we heard it....."This is not important enough to miss class. We are still having Rhetoric."
I couldn't belive what I was hearing. Especially, as we were learning about the plane crash into the pentagon.
I went to class.....pissed. Pissed like I had never been before. I couldn't belive they thought this wasn't important enough to cancel class.
Then it hit me.
My uncle works in the WTC.
I didn't know what to think or do...I couldn't sit in class and cry. I was struggling in the class anyway, so I couldn't leave.
So I sat there....not paying attention, not doing anything, just being. I'm pretty sure most of my other classes were cancelled that day. You didn't really know until you got to the class.
Then it came time for Honors Seminar with Dr. Dave.
He said, "Stay if you want, leave if you want. It's obvious that we're not going to talk about what the syllabus says we will today. If you want to talk about this morning's events and can handle it, stay. If not, I understand and I'll see you next week."
I stayed, as did the majority of us. I don't really remember what all was discussed. I just remember being there...
As the day wore on, I was shocked that we weren't closed....especially since we were right by the army depot.
I recall phoning everyone in my family. Or at least getting ahold of them on messenger.
I'll neer forget that day.
How I felt as a lowly college freshman on a day that would change my life.....