Say What?

I'm trying to keep up with my life these days. If we were in a race life would be kicking my booty, and I'd be tripping over my own feet to keep up.

Last weekend I got a lot done though. Brandon took the Saturday off, where we spent our time picking out tuxes, getting wedding envelopes, and registering.

Oh man! How come no one prepares you for that?!? The first place we went was Target. Where they give you a lazer gun, and send you out into the world. I felt a little blindsided because I had no idea what I wanted to register for. I quickly realized I had to pick colors for every room that we would have, even though I had no idea where we would be, or how many rooms we would have. So I did my best on estimating on what we would need. I guess if it doesn't work out we can always return it right? Also, Brandon was stopped by a man asking a question thinking he worked there because he was holding that scanner. Are you kidding me? That was awkward for sure.

Also, another side note there was this really obnoxious Mormon couple at Target who were registering. Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against Mormons but come on! You have to wear your EFY matching shirts/lanyards? And hang all over each other like the sex deprived people that you are. Needless to say I was glad to be leaving as soon as possible.

Our next stop was bed bath and beyond. I actually had a good time there, getting the hang of it. Even though the annoying Mormon couple soon followed us, I had a good time picking out things. I was surprised Brandon and I quickly agreed to this bedding we saw there.


They had it set up with a bunch of dark purple in the mix, and I fell in love with it. Over all I am glad its over with, so now people can stop asking me where we are registered at. My bridal/bachelorette party are coming up soon. Which, I am looking forward to. I think it only makes this get more all to real. My soon to be sister-in-law has been working hard towards my bridal party, I'm looking forward to my family meeting his.

Speaking of bachelorette parties. Last night while I was grocery shopping, two girls in the next lane over were giggling and whispering to each other the entire time. Once they got to the register, the cashier was asking them what the liquor/mixer drinks were for. They said they were going to a bachelorette party. Which, was then talked about for several minutes. Until the cashier asked...

"Will there be hot strippers?"

The two girls looked at each other with shocked looks until one said.

"Oh no, we are going to a party to watch the show the bachelorette."

I am still laughing over that conversation they had. And at the same time, I secretly wish I was invited to the bachelorette show party with some good martinis.

Other then that things are coming right along. I can't really complain. 52 days left.

52 days.