I watched snipits of the Royal Wedding. Princess Kate was stunning as expected. Poor Wills is looking old. But they looked happy.
However, as a very recent bride myself, I have to say...I wouldn't switch spots with them for the world. Sure marrying a prince is the stuff fairy tales are made of, but in my eyes my hubby is a prince. So what if he swooped in riding a green Jeep instead of a white horse. And poor Kate can have that overcrowded church. We had fresh air, palm trees, waves crashing and less than 40 people. People that are very important to us.
But I guess it's all about perspective. All I know is the night of my wedding to Gregg, when we finally went to bed, we both agreed that everything was perfect. That we had had the wedding of dreams and we couldn't have been luckier. I hope that tonight when the Prince and Princess go to bed they say the same thing to each other.
The suitcases are packed. All the vendors have been called and confirmed. Everything is ready to go. So why can't I leave now. I can't blieve it is only Wednesday. This week is crawling at a snail's pace.
I am sooo bad at blogging. But I have excuses. I've been trying to get ahead on my assignments for school so that I don't have to do homework on my honeymoon. I've been cleaning and packing for the girls and I for the big trip. And our weekends have been filled with pre-wedding activities.
I have a hard time believing how close our big day is! 2 weeks from today, at this very moment, I will arriving at Smather's Beach and I'll be getting ready to walk down the aisle. Part of me wishes it was today. But part of me doesn't want it to be over. All of me is more excited than I've ever been though.
I've lost somewhere between 10 and 15 pounds. I'm not sure because I've stopped getting on the scale. The dress fits so what do I care about a number on a scale that can't make up it's mind anyway. I'm just going to keep following South Beach from now till the night before the wedding. After the wedding, on the cruise, I'm enjoying every morsel of food they serve because the dinners on these ships are out of this world.
Yesterday I was suppose to work. It's the one Sunday a year they ask me to work for our "BIG" President's Day sale. It's a flop every year and it aggravates me to take the day away from my family. Luckily, this year, one of my managers decided to tell me it wasn't busy enough to need me to come in! THANK YOU for not wasting my time!!
The nice thing about yesterday was it was one of those rare Sundays where we had NOTHING to do. That never happens. Sundays are run Jill to CCD, run to church, then Michelle goes to CCD, then we usual make the hour drive to Gregg's parents', then to the grocery store, then home to get the kids showered and ready for bed. Go, go, go! But since it was the start of the kids' winter break there was no CCD, and we had gone to church on Saturday afternoon so we didn't have to get up early.
So we got up at 9:30am!! Do you have any idea how infrequently I get to sleep in that late? It happens next to never. 7am is sleeping in for me. Anyway, I had a homework asignment to finish but I had been working on it for 2 days so it was just about done. Then Gregg had the great idea to go for a walk. It was beautiful out. A little chilly but the sun and the fresh air felt good. By this time I definitely didn't feel like cooking so we went to the kids' favorite restaurant. They love it because the food is served family style so everyone can try a little something. And it's real home cooked food. Like turkey and fried chicken and fish and chips. So yummy. After dinner we were good boys and girls and went to spend some time with my grandmother. She broke her hip a couple weeks ago and now she's in a rehab recovering. And then it was the best part of the day. By 4:30pm I was parked on the couch catching up on my DVR'd TV shows. It was pure bliss.
While we didn't do anything amazing yesterday it was just such a great day. The girls had fun, we relaxed, I would give anything for everyday to be like yesterday. However, I'm not independently wealthy so I'm at work this week, while Gregg is on vacation, and unfortunately the girls are off for a week with their dad. I know most other couples would jump for the chance to have a week off from their kids. Not us though. We treasure our alone time, but the kids add something to the home. They entertain us with their imaginations. They're good cuddlers on the couch at night. We're gonna miss them this week.
There are only 70 days left to my wedding. I think I'm just about done with my "To Do" list. The dress is hanging up at my parent's house with the bridesmaids' dresses. Cake is ordered. Ceremony is planned, and the sand ceremony jar is ordered. Flights, cruise and hotel are paid for. Presents for the welcome bags are in my basement ready to be put in cute bags for our guests. Gregg's suit is here and ready to go and so is his shirt and the shirts we ordered for the dads and his best man. 70 days is way too far off.
So to make good use of this time I'm trying the HCG diet again. The diet that was the catalyst for me starting this blog. Last time I was miserable on it. So far, this time isn't too bad. My secret? This time I'm not as strict with it. You're not suppose to have alcohol while on this diet. The other night I had a glass of wine because I wanted one. Guess what? I still lost half a pound. So in the first week I've lost 5.8 pounds. Tomorrow morning I'm going to do my measurements so I can see the inches melt off too.
And while we're at it...please pray from my Memere. She went in to surgery for her broken hip at 1pm but she has all kinds of complications so this is scary.
I'm a stalker. I openly admit it. I stalk my friends on Facebook. I stalk their blogs. It's my way of staying part of their lives. WELL...there is one blog I read by someone who is no longer my friend. I have to stop reading it because everytime I do it makes me ill. This person is married to a man that has an ex-wife and daughter. This woman spends 2 out of every 5 blogs bashing the ex-wife. And really with no good reason. Mostly because she can't understand the ex-wife's point of view.
What makes me ill about it, is that I'm an ex-wife. There are times that I make decisions that I know my ex-husband and his soon-to-be wife do not agree with. I know my ex-hubby thinks I'm neurotic and over-protective. But those are my babies. I would seriously curl up and die if anything happened to them. I never want to see them hurting or sad. Especially if it was because of something I did or allowed them to do.
So when she bashes this ex-wife and bad mouths her on the blog. It physically makes me ill. What if Liz (the soon-to-be wife) was bad mouthing me like that. What if she put it out in public like this woman does? What if my kids came across it and saw what she was writing about me? While Liz and I will never be friends, I would hope she would respect me and try to be understanding. I also hope she would never hurt my kids by writing terrible thing about me publicly.
I just had to get that off my chest. Now I'm deleting the bookmark to the blog so that I never ever read it again.
That's it. No more slacking off. The scale has tipped at 185.8. My new official heaviest weight ever. So I'm back to Weight Watchers Online AND MyFitnessPal.com. Hopefully with a few shoves from some dear friends I will get this done.
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