Dressmaker, dressmaker...

...fit me a dress!

First fitting today and I don't really have shoes. I am wearing flats so the length really won't be an issue and I bought a pair of cheap shoes as stand ins.

I really have to stop procrastinating.

I said natural...

I said I don't want make-up at all.

I said I want to look natural.

I said I don't want to feel like I have a lot of make-up on.

She said I need to have a spray tan because I am pale.

She said my eyebrow shape needs to be redone because it does nothing for my face.

She said I need highlights.

She said I need to get a facial before the wedding.

After an hour (I only had 30 minutes to give her so now I am late)...

B said I looked like Krusty the Clown.

On to plan b...

Wild weekend

So B and I have just gotten back from a whirlwind weekend. While we didn't get everything done with got most of it done.

So I had my hair trial and loved it - messy bun that looks very nice. I know it sounds like an oxymoron that something messy looked nice but you had to be there.

Our engagement pictures with Sarah Tew were a blast. We had fun even though it was awkward at times. Sarah is very patient and the few pictures we saw on her camera looked great. My favorite so far is a picture of us at the end of a tunnel and we are in the shadows and jumping.

We had fun at B's sister-in-law's surprise party Saturday night.

On Sunday we went to Long Island and hung out with the brothers and Jackie. The DJ had to cover for an employee who got sick so we are meeting him next weekend instead. THis actually worked out for the best.

This morning we got out marriage license! We can get married in NYC sometime afte 9:28 tomorrow but before November 21. So we are ready to go. We got to the Brooklyn city clerk at 8:44 and left at 9:30. Not too bad since the line was looooooong as we were leaving.

I have not mentioned the make up trial and that will be coming in a day or two because it deserves its own post.

The British are coming...

Well actually one Brit and her transplant of a husband. I have become used to finding RSVPs in my mailbox when I get home. But yesterday all I had was a returned invite (sorry Jody I guess the USPS doesn't want you to attend). However, our houseguests (hi Sarah! hi Pete!) arrived and in their hands was an RSVP. It was carried on a pillow all the way from England. I think it had its own seat on the plane. If it didn't, well, it should have.

Lucky for them it was an acceptance (they are having the beef). They are staying at our place while we drive to New York. I had to make sure I hid all my unmentionables because I didn't want Pete to try them on.

According to the knot...

We have 59 days to go and 61 to dos...

Getting a lot done...

While I have been remiss in my blogging it is not because I don't want to tell you what is going on it is just that a lot has been going on and the next few weekends are jam packed with wedding stuff.

We have:
Ordered glowsticks to light the path from the picnic house to the bus at the end of the wedding (we will be handing that job out to someone but don't worry it is most likely not you).
Ordered luminaries for outside the Picnic House.
Confirmed our ceremony musicians, picked out the processional music.
Talked to the pastor of the church and everything looks good there and he told us how much the church costs. Apparently it has not gone up in decades. I guess they are just happy for anyone who wants to marry in the church these days.
Scheduled my hair trial, make up trial, and first dress fitting.
Decided on a new first dance song.
Filled out the DJ paperwork.

Next up this weekend is:
Meet with DJ.
Have hair and make up trial.
Get marriage license (scary! makes it very real!).
Have engagement photos taken (which reminds me we have to pick a place).

Shout outs: Happy birthday Drippy and belated wishes to Jody.

Up next: stats on the RSVPs and some interesting trends. I know you can't wait...

B's Bachelor Weekend

This weekend B is out partying with the boys. Last night about 15 guys met up for the Mets game but the weather decided that they should just hang out in the Shea parking lot for 4 hours. The game was rained out but now Gerard has 15 tickets to trade in for any game this year or next. And my only fear for this weekend was B falling to his death like this guy at Shea. So the weather calmed my fears. The other funny thing was my two brothers were there hanging out with B's friends and I just find it bizarre. I can't picture Rich talking to Bill H. without laughing.

Now he is on to Atlantic City and I just have to worry about how much he will lose...