And they're off!!!!

Well, the invitations have been mailed. And I just have to say it is a relief to no longer have a GIANT box of invitations sitting in my house. I also have to say how wonderful my post office is in Kirkwood. The same two people, a man and a woman, work there faithfully everyday and they are awesome! I should, however find out what their names are. That is one of my flaws, I am so bad at remembering names. I still call my cheerleaders by the wrong name sometimes. Anyway, the first time I had to go there was to get my passport. Not only do they process your passport there, but they take your picture on the spot and you know it will be the right size. Something I learned is very important from my friend Shayna who had to get her picture redone like three times because where she got it done kept doing it wrong! So, the gentleman processed my passport, took my picture (which is NOT good, but hey, who's is) and lo and behold it arrived at my house in 3 weeks! Yeah! I can go to St. Lucia for the honeymoon!!! The next time I had to go to the post office was to get the stamps for the invitations. This time I had the woman. She weighed and measured and gave me my stamp choices and asked me about the wedding and honeymoon. We have determined she is going on the honeymoon with Bryan and I. We are going to pick her up the morning we leave. ;) She was just so pleasant and helpful and when I left I was light in my steps and smiling. So, today I went to drop off the invitations. I hauled the GIANT box into the post office and there were my two postal workers! They both smiled at me and the woman said, "I remember you!" I told her she better remember me, she's going with me on my honeymoon! So, I loaded all the invitations onto her counter and she told me she would handle them with utmost care and made sure I had enough extra stamps at home, just in case. Again, just very helpful! And again, I left light in my steps in a great mood. Maybe I always feel so good when I leave there, b/c I can cross another thing of my LLLOOOONNNGGG list of wedding to do's, either way, I just enjoy going to our post office.
Dinner at Bartolino's last night with Father Marco was wonderful! I just really enjoy him. He has so many great stories and he is funny as well. The food was wonderful as well and I was very proud of myself for not overeating. We went over everything for the ceremony and Father Marco is very adament that everything that we are doing is what Bryan and I want to do and not anyone else. We also gave him our FOCUS tests that Bryan and I took. He is going to turn them in to the Deacon and let us know what the results are. I am sure we will pass with flying colors. If there is one thing I have learned during this past year planning for this wedding, it is that Bryan is the one for me. We just get each other and he never lets me down. I fall in love with him more and more everyday, just because of the little things he does or says. I love that on Tuesday when I came home from a crappy day and had gone out and bought a 500 piece jigsaw puzzle and he came home to find me sprawled out at the coffee table with puzzle pieces all over our freshly cleaned house from over the weekend, that he did the majority of the cleaning to, he didn't care. He just laughed and said you never know what "Little Bug" (that's what he calls me..it's a long story that maybe I will get into later) is going to do next. And for the past two days he has let me sit at the coffee table and do my puzzle. He never asks how long is this mess going to be around or can you move that to your desk downstairs. He just comments on the how I have the patience to sit and do a puzzle. I don't know how I can do it either, but it is just therapeutic for me. And I grew up with my mom always doing puzzles, so I have just been around it.
Well, I guess that is all for now! Time to get ready for a busy weekend as always!

Where do I begin?

Well, here I go. I am going to attempt to blog after being inspired by my sister and my friend Amanda. I especially realized how great blogging can be when I began reading Amanda's after she recently moved to Chicago. I miss her tons and being able to read her blog and have her sense of humor right there as if she is in the room with me, made me realize just how great of a connector tool blogging can be.
So enough of that. So, I can easily say that today is much better than yesterday. Tuesday I went to Simply Elegant, the place where I got my wedding dress, to have my bustle put on. Now, mind you this was not the first time I had put "MY" dress on (meaning the one that is for me only). The first time my dress came in, I went to try it on and was still just as much in love with it as I was the day I found it. We took pictures and I did not want to take the dress off. Then we get home and my mom uploaded the pictures into her computer and e-mailed them to me. My first thought when looking at the pictures was..."Why did no one tell me that my arms were that fat and that my back was that fat!" "I look like my head and upper body are being squeezed out of the top of the dress like a tube of toothpaste!!!" Well, I vowed to myself that I was going to lose weight and this was not going to be a problem. Fast forward to Tuesday, 5 lbs heavier than I was on the original dress try on day, and looking just as ugly. Well, I put my dress on and my mom informs me I have back boobs!!! Great! Just what I want. Not only am I already in hate over my large boobs in the front, but apparantly they have decided to start migrating to my back! I bet Bryan would like that; 4 boobs for the price of two! What man wouldn't! So, she smooths out my back boobs and I walk to the pedestal in the middle of the floor to gaze at myself in the mirror. I start at the bottom, dress looks great, beading looks great, mid-section looks great...STOP! There it is....my giant chest, my chicken fat hanging over by my armpits, and my, what I like to call, Oprah arms. You know, when Oprah lost all that weight and she was thin, but she still had all that skin under her arms. That is what I feel I have. And not to mention that I have a little bit of cellulite on my arms. How does that happen? I thought that only occurred on butts and thighs?! What is happening to me! I am only 26! I am not aging well! So, of course, I break down b/c I am convinced I am going to be an ugly bride on my wedding day and nothing anyone could say could console me. Fast forward to yesterday and my depressed feelings continued. I took some time last night to go inside myself and recenter and focus. I am still insecure about my arms and the top half of my body in my dress, but I am going to take these 7 1/2 weeks and really work on changing that.
Now, let's move on to today. So far work has been great for the day. I have actually gotten my e-mail under control, so that feels good! Tonight, Bryan and I are going to dinner at Bartolino's on Hampton with the priest who is marrying us. I have only met him once, but he is a very nice guy. To those who are attending my wedding I will give you a heads up that he is a talker! Bryan insists that we can keep that under control. His name is Father Marchlewski, but everyone calls him Father Marco. He is very much Italian and very funny. I am looking to forward to dinner tonight. I want to go over our reading choices for the ceremony and get his feedback since the next big project on my list is to do our wedding programs.
Well, that's all I have for now. Hopefully this will serve as the outlet I need to de-stress every now and then.