Lateshoes

Stanley
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Gah! Indiebride’s message board has looked like this all day and I’m starting to get twitchy. Don’t they understand that I only have two more weeks to be a crazy bride to be? Don’t they realize that I’ve only got two weeks to obsessively look at pictures of other people’s weddings without feeling even a little creepy?
Fix it, bastards…I’m totally strung out and I needs some crack!

I’m not sure what the hell is going on, but I’ve gotten like 5 spam comments today. I’m a gonna kick someone’s arse.

*** Okay, I turned on a new “word verification” feature in in the comments…which forces you to type in a word to prove you’re an actual human.

Ah, modern times.

My back hurts from hunching over the table, folding our DIY programs with Shannon yesterday. Bone Folders are your friend!! (Or “Boner folder” as Shannon kept calling it).
I think I actually saw Lars for 35 minutes in total over the weekend.
I had my Bridal shower Friday night, which was awesome, because my dudes are awesome. We went to Mazza and dined on some very tasty Middle Eastern food. Our waitress was super nice, but talked so loud that she sounded like full-on Charlie Brown adult squawk. I got amazing and sweet presents (I smell real, real good now) and it was all around a fantastic little shower.
On Saturday Shannon and I drove around getting odds and ends: paper for the programs, ribbon for the programs, a connector chord to hook the ipod up to a PA, blank CD’s for music back up, an extra hose for the back yard, a new shower curtain, beads for bridesmaid’s necklaces, a new baby-gate for Stanley, and so on and so on. Meanwhile, Lars started deep cleaning the carpets.
Yesterday, we printed up the programs and Shannon and I spent the better part of the day folding and tying ribbon. After Shannon went home Lars and I watched the saddest episode of Angel ever (the one where Fred dies) and I made one of the necklaces.
I’m completely wiped out.
Wiped out.
See my wedding planning notebook here to see the programs.

I saw Me and You and Everyone We Know last night. Tawnya and Angie took me on a much needed girl date. (They even bought me chocolates)
It’s got me thinking about love, art, connection and mis-connection and the terrifying-wonderful nature of technology.
Yeah, I have deep thoughts occassionally… I was an English major, ya know.

It’s becoming increasingly hard for me to concentrate at work. My mind is in a million places, none of them here. Ok, that’s not true…I am contemplating collectively bitch-slapping all librarians…like, every librarian in the world…((SMACK!!!)) The smack would leave an imprint of these words on their cheek: You are superior to no one.

Yes, just like the age old “Doctor v. Nurse” = Master/ Servent archetype, the library has “Librarian v. Staff.”
Well, I quote Outkast when i say,

I know you’d like to thank your shit don’t stank
But lean a little bit closer
See roses really smell like boo-oo-ooo
Yeah, roses really smell like boo-oo-ooo

I’m on my period and my thighs are sore from doing 8 loads of laundry and weeding the flower bed.
You know how they say to “walk with a purpose?”
Well, today I look like my purpose is to not let a baseball bat slip out of my ass. It’s really that bad.

Wedding Countdown: 16 days
Mom and Granny coming (MUST CLEAN): 12 days
Bridal Shower where I will eat massive amounts of falafel (not to be confused with the Bill O’reilley type of falafel): 1 day

Chubby Bunny is on a brief hiatus while I think of nothing but wedding and cleaning and laundry for the next (holy shit) two weeks. I always think it’s funny how recommitted I get whenever we’re taking a break. Breaks are good for the soul, I guess. (This is why we should get at least a month vacation every year….AT LEAST).
I Googled us (because I’m fucking vain, sue me) and I found some gems: our interview/ article in City Weekly, our CD review, our first Top 50 local CD appearance,
Shelley Jackson’s book tour diary (there’s even a picture of me with really short hair, looking very fat), speaking of fat, it’s unfortunate that the site where the reviewer says something about me looking like I eat too many twinkies is gone…lame.
Anyway, all this looking back has me thinking about where we’re going. We want to record, but I don’t want to do the typical “lo-fi” thing, I want to do something special. I want to push it…push it real good.
Stay tuned for the next great phase of the Chubby Bunny.

You guys, I really need to do some work, but my brain is so infected with WEDDING that I’m totally incapable. I keep trying to stop looking at Kodak galleries and indiebride message boards…but, I can’t.
I’m a frickin’ disease.
Gah!