So, you’ve gotten married, and you think you were the most beautiful bride ever. Or you think your wife was – and you want to show her off. Come on, the clock is ticking and it’s time for you to step up and submit your entry to The Dress Contest today! What are you waiting for? Show off! Live a little! Use the amazing submission form! Do it now!
We’re waiting in the wings to help Robyn out with your entries, but we can’t help her without an entry from you! Bring it on, baby!
I had a near death experience Friday night. I went shopping for clothes. I would rather die then shop for clothes again any time soon.
My black pants have developed a tear in the side seam that can’t just be mended. I needed to see if I could find some new black slacks. Oh my God. Nothing fits any more. I was doing so good this summer with my Resolution Project. I was getting buff, working hard. Drinking water, cutting out caffeine. Now I’ve slid completely back to where I started. Bah.
So one more thing to add to the list this week. Must work out at least 3-4 times a week, if not more. Period, no questions asked, no excuses. Working late doesn’t count for anything – there is no point in it if I am personally suffering. The weather is cooling, so if nothing else I can start walking again.
Someone kick me if I’m slacking off, ok? Thanks for looking out for me.
Everyone keeps telling me that Houston isn’t as bad as I think it is, so now I need to read through websites containing information such as 166 Years of History, The Modern Skyline, The Houston Heritage Society (I enjoyed their Annual Candlelight Tour last time I went), Bayou Bend (the home of Miss Ima Hogg!), and Houston Wet, “a web documentary about the city of Houston, a subdivision that sunk, the flag on the moon … and how we’re building on Earth.” Maybe then I’ll finally agree that Houston is a wonderful city. Then again, we had a subdivision sink … you don’t get quality action like that just anywhere! [via Get Donkey!]
Lisa moved her site recently, over to Blogomania, and I helped her and her husband out with various things. Last night when I went to get the mail there was a copy of Monsters, Inc. waiting for me! A Birthday/Thank you gift all rolled in to one! What a great surprise! I loved the movie when I saw it in the theater and I can’t wait to watch it again! Big thanks!
I’m still very tentative about writing this, but at the same time I don’t want my last post from last night to sound like I was bragging – and in the sleepy haze of the morning hours it’s like a bad hangover when you’ve partied too hard.
This week is always a rough week for me. I get very nostalgic for the days of the blissful (ha!) relationship with the Insignificant Other. I guess that’s what happens when you have 8 birthdays together while you are dating. Funny how you sugar coat things when they have become distant memories, isn’t it? Because when I stop and think about it, blissful is the last word to use to describe the relationship.
Going to the baseball game last night was a ton of fun – but the minute I rounded the corner and saw the field it brought back a flood of memories too – the IO is a huge baseball fan, and for years we couldn’t wait for the new park to open. We had a lot of fun times at games. (Truly fun, not like my sugar-coated bliss above.)
Life moves on, although sometimes I’ve been slow to follow. Ironically, he swore when we broke up that I would just jump right in to a new relationship. Other than a few scattered dates, I haven’t dated since I dated him. But there are always certain times of year when a single girl gets misty-eyed, wishing she wasn’t quite so single. For me, it’s Valentine’s Day, my birthday, and Christmas. Do I want him back? No. Am I single by choice right now? Yes. But this week still makes me a bit edgy. I got through it fine last year though – with only a slight insane lapse of trying to get back together with him. That went nowhere. I’ve had no contact with him at all in 2002, and this week will be no exception. However, it’s the little things this week that bring me a ton of joy. Saturday’s gathering with the H-Town bloggers. Saturday night’s get-together at the boss’s house. Watching my son enjoy the baseball game last night. Being around people I love and adore. It’s the little things that keep me from being the cliche emotional mess right now.
So if I sounded like I was gloating last night, that’s far from the case. I am still stunned with the success of Picture Yourself. I never expected the attention it’s getting. However, in such a simple way, it’s a fantastic slightly early birthday treat…