Comments are back! Sorry, they got lost in the new template circus. I'll put my sexy succubus Giulietta picture up as soon as I get everything scanned. Though at this rate that may not be until after Cancun...
We spent a lovely weekend watching documentaries from Netflix (Mark's latest obsession), baking bread, finishing and assembling the ceremony programs (cute!) and discussing how INSANE my mother is.
Not much else to report, in all honesty. Just kinda running around, tying up loose ends...
Monday, April 11
Friday, April 8
My birthday was uneventful...
Twenty-eight! Late twenties! Have traded in (most of) my chunky shoes! Use a "firming cream" twice daily on my "delicate eye area" (mostly because of the hell I put it through during shows, but nevertheless) and an alcohol-free toner! Getting married in eight days! Extremely excited about wine glasses and Kitchen Aid Artisan Stand Mixers in Empire Red! Starting to worry about my parents' health (okay, that started last year, but whatever)! Beginning to think about thinking about starting a family (but still extremely excited that my monthly friend will leave the day before the wedding)! Enjoy watching cooking shows (if only because I am strangely attracted to the nerdy, anal-retentive, pop culture-spouting, possibly closeted host)! Spent several hours winding yarn the other day!...
How else am I "old"? The Jim Morrison poster came down in, like, 1997... No, I don't actually feel old. Just needed to get that out of my system a bit.
/rant
...Anyway, it was uneventful. Monday night was fun, though--Mark and I bought some wine to taste for the reception, and ended up splitting a bottle of champagne (wouldn't want it to go flat). It was kind of silly. So we're currently in full-steam-ahead mode, sending out thank-you notes and working up the programs. My current drama is that the church doesn't have a real organ--just some sort of MIDI contraption, which pisses me off, but anyway--and the "organist" isn't sure one of the pieces will work (a critical piece--the duet from the Bach cantata, to be performed during the Eucharist) because it has running 32nd notes originally scored for a violin and he wonders whether this keyboard-thing can handle it. So I have a call out to the church's music director to see if they have an actual piano. Drama!
Sidebar: I ought to comment on the Pope thing. He died during my bridal shower Saturday, as many of you know... It's sad, but he was old and sick, and is surely happier where he is now. As all are well aware, I've never been one for authority figures, religious or otherwise (save Bill Clinton, perhaps--though not in a Monica Lewinski-type way), but as far as popes go he wasn't too bad, honestly. I just hope the next guy wakes up about contraception and a permanent female diaconate--if not, sensible Catholics will just continue practicing what we think is right, versus what some old guy tells us is right.
Twenty-eight! Late twenties! Have traded in (most of) my chunky shoes! Use a "firming cream" twice daily on my "delicate eye area" (mostly because of the hell I put it through during shows, but nevertheless) and an alcohol-free toner! Getting married in eight days! Extremely excited about wine glasses and Kitchen Aid Artisan Stand Mixers in Empire Red! Starting to worry about my parents' health (okay, that started last year, but whatever)! Beginning to think about thinking about starting a family (but still extremely excited that my monthly friend will leave the day before the wedding)! Enjoy watching cooking shows (if only because I am strangely attracted to the nerdy, anal-retentive, pop culture-spouting, possibly closeted host)! Spent several hours winding yarn the other day!...
How else am I "old"? The Jim Morrison poster came down in, like, 1997... No, I don't actually feel old. Just needed to get that out of my system a bit.
/rant
...Anyway, it was uneventful. Monday night was fun, though--Mark and I bought some wine to taste for the reception, and ended up splitting a bottle of champagne (wouldn't want it to go flat). It was kind of silly. So we're currently in full-steam-ahead mode, sending out thank-you notes and working up the programs. My current drama is that the church doesn't have a real organ--just some sort of MIDI contraption, which pisses me off, but anyway--and the "organist" isn't sure one of the pieces will work (a critical piece--the duet from the Bach cantata, to be performed during the Eucharist) because it has running 32nd notes originally scored for a violin and he wonders whether this keyboard-thing can handle it. So I have a call out to the church's music director to see if they have an actual piano. Drama!
Sidebar: I ought to comment on the Pope thing. He died during my bridal shower Saturday, as many of you know... It's sad, but he was old and sick, and is surely happier where he is now. As all are well aware, I've never been one for authority figures, religious or otherwise (save Bill Clinton, perhaps--though not in a Monica Lewinski-type way), but as far as popes go he wasn't too bad, honestly. I just hope the next guy wakes up about contraception and a permanent female diaconate--if not, sensible Catholics will just continue practicing what we think is right, versus what some old guy tells us is right.
Monday, April 4
Here I am! I was so prepared to start blogging every day again when I got home, but I forgot about the little matter of the spacebar on my keyboard not working... oh, well.
So it's been over three months since I've actually posted a substantive entry. I hardly know where to begin, but many of you are already up-to-date on my latest highs and lows, so I'll be brief. Sarasota was fabulous--learned a lot, sang a hell of a lot, escaped with most of my sanity. And while there was some big drama (if you don't know about it already, all the better), I think on the whole my experience there will make me a stronger person as well as a stronger artist. And the wedding planning is in its final stages--twelve days until the big day, and I've managed to restrain myself from throttling my mother. Though there were some close calls... We're really looking forward to it, though. It looks like we'll have about eighty-five people (fewer than we thought, but no biggie), the food and music will be great, the service will be beautiful and we're going to Cancun for five days. Oh, and I'm marrying the best person I've ever met. Hooray for me!
Next step for me: buy bridesmaid gifts and pantyhose.
Oh, and this is from Jord--just to remind me of my high school boyfriend...
So it's been over three months since I've actually posted a substantive entry. I hardly know where to begin, but many of you are already up-to-date on my latest highs and lows, so I'll be brief. Sarasota was fabulous--learned a lot, sang a hell of a lot, escaped with most of my sanity. And while there was some big drama (if you don't know about it already, all the better), I think on the whole my experience there will make me a stronger person as well as a stronger artist. And the wedding planning is in its final stages--twelve days until the big day, and I've managed to restrain myself from throttling my mother. Though there were some close calls... We're really looking forward to it, though. It looks like we'll have about eighty-five people (fewer than we thought, but no biggie), the food and music will be great, the service will be beautiful and we're going to Cancun for five days. Oh, and I'm marrying the best person I've ever met. Hooray for me!
Next step for me: buy bridesmaid gifts and pantyhose.
Oh, and this is from Jord--just to remind me of my high school boyfriend...
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