Tuesday, March 30, 2004

Well, I woke up this morning at 4am with VERY BAD nightmares. I can't remember much about them now, but I couldn't go back to sleep, at all. Couldn't even lay there in the dark. So I was up at 4, and read until 9 when I had to get up for a doctor's appointment. Now I am very tired, with a headache, and am really nervous about going to sleep tonight in case they come back. Rats! I HATE it when this happens. Mostly because by being nervous, I keep myself too agitated to sleep properly, and it can go for days. I guess I'll try warm milk, and just hope for the best.

Sunday, March 28, 2004

182 days to go!

Wednesday, March 17, 2004

Try this. It's very hard, and we both had to search for other ways to find hints to help us. You need to get out of the room. That's all, just find your way out of the room.

I like it though, it's fun! Good luck!

Monday, March 08, 2004

Things are coming together slowly! We have a best man, maid of honour, bridesmaids, and hopefully groomsmen soon. We're narrowing in on a location, possible flower choice...maybe. But we're not fighting about it, and that's the most important thing.

Now, I need a job.

:)

Wednesday, March 03, 2004

(Received via email this morning, from one of my girlfriends.)


I sat on the porch overlooking a beautiful mountain lake on a summer day, enjoying a glass of wine with my Mom. Older than me, mother of four, experienced and wise. "Get yourself some girlfriends," she advised, swirling the wine in her glass.

"You are going to need girlfriends. Go places with them, do things with them.

"What a funny piece of advice, I thought. Hadn't I just gotten married? Hadn't I just joined the couple-world? I was a married woman, for goodness sake, not a young girl who needed girlfriends. Nevertheless, I listened to my Mom and I got back in touch with my old girlfriends of years long gone.

As the years tumbled by, one after another, gradually I came to understand that Mom knew what she was talking about.

Here is what I know about them:

Girlfriends bring casseroles and scrub your bathroom when you are sick.
Girlfriends keep your children and keep your secrets.
Girlfriends give advice when you ask for it. Sometimes you take it, sometimes you don't.
Girlfriends don't always tell you that you're right, but they're usually honest.
Girlfriends still love you, even when they don't agree with your choices.
Girlfriends might send you a birthday card, but they might not. It does not matter in the least.
Girlfriends laugh with you, and you don't need canned jokes to start the laughter.
Girlfriends pull you out of jams.
Girlfriends don't keep a calendar that lets them know who hosted the other last.
Girlfriends will give a party for your son or daughter when they get married or have a baby, in whichever order that comes!
Moreover, girlfriends are there for you, in an instant and truly, when the hard times come.
Girlfriends listen when you lose a job or a husband.
Girlfriends listen when your children break your heart.
Girlfriends listen when your parent's minds and bodies fail.


My girlfriends bless my life. Once we were young, with no idea of the incredible joys or the incredible sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we would need each other.

Tuesday, March 02, 2004

I need to find something else to think about for a while. At least until I start sleeping again. And it's not like I'm stressed, because I'm not. I just spend my days either looking for a job, or researching things for the wedding. And then at night, my brain keeps doing it, long after I've walked away from the computer. So, the goal for this week is this: Apply for the 2 positions I've been working on, tomorrow. Then arrange a viewing at a reception/ceremony site that looks promising. After that viewing has taken place, I'm not going to do anything else related to the wedding, at least until the end of the weekend! I'll still look for jobs everyday, but that on its own isn't bad and doesn't keep me up at night. So, now you know, keep your fingers crossed for the jobs, and let me know if you have any horror stories regarding reception sites.

Bye for now! :)