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July 7th Bride

majram — Fri, 13 Jul 2007 13:33:00 +0100

I'm finally recovering from being stressed out for so long; last week was crazy. However, I'm finally back! The wedding was a blast, and my husband (woo hoo!) and I are anticipating our honeymoon this Sunday. I'm so delighted to be a married woman.

I'VE MISSED YOU GUYS! How are you!?

Ughhhhhhh - How to save a life?

majram — Thu, 28 Jun 2007 20:39:00 +0100

I'm sorry if you like the song. . . but, c'mon -- "How to Save A Life" - The Fray is unbelievably overplayed everywhere. I can't handle it anymore!

Does anyone else feel the same way?!

The Wife You Don't Know

majram — Tue, 26 Jun 2007 16:03:00 +0100

Got this email forward. It's hilarious.

We were celebrating our golden wedding anniversary on the beaches in Hawaii. Our domestic tranquility had long been the talk of the town. People would say, "What a peaceful & loving couple". The local newspaper reporter was inquiring as to the secret of our long and happy marriage.

I replied: "Well, it dates back to our honeymoon," I explained. "We visited Cape Cod and did some horseback riding. We hadn't gone too far when my wife's horse stumbled and she almost fell off. My wife looked down at the horse and quietly said, "That's once."

"We proceeded a little further and the horse stumbled again. Once more my wife quietly said, "That's twice."

"We hadn't gone a half-mile when the horse stumbled for the third time. My wife quietly removed a revolver from her purse and shot the horse dead.

*I SHOUTED* at her, "What's wrong with you, Woman! Why did you shoot the poor animal like that! Are you crazy?

She looked at ME, and quietly said, "That's once."

"And from that moment.....we have lived happily every after."

Great weekend!

majram — Mon, 25 Jun 2007 14:00:00 +0100

Although exhausted, I have to say that this weekend was awesome.

The bridal shower went well - my maid of honor did a luau theme, so everyone wore leis, had hawaiian shirts/skirts on, there were palm trees everywhere. . . and of course, pina coladas. Of course, there are the awful games, but you have to take the good wtih the bad. :)

And on Sunday we went to Busch Gardens (a theme park in Florida). . . after the teenager got her feet cut off on an amusement ride over in Kentucky, I was pretty reluctant to ride any rides. Well, for five minutes. Then I remembered how much I loved the coasters. Also, screw it, I'd rather have fun and take 'controlled' risks than live in fear of possible impending doom.

It's back to work though; not that I mind. Have to eat somehow.

I hope all of you had as great of a weekend as I did!! Did you do anything exciting?

It's...too...early...

majram — Thu, 21 Jun 2007 14:56:00 +0100

So, I rang in my birthday with an "irish car bomb" while listening to the William Hung version of "I believe I Can Fly."

Needless to say, I will never, ever forget my first legal drink.

PS - If you don't know who William Hung is, please, I urge you, look him up on youtube or google or anything and listen to his music. Read his stories. Then, you'll understand.

Rain, rain, go away . . . (but not really 'cause we need you)

majram — Wed, 20 Jun 2007 19:40:00 +0100

So, I'm still at work . . . which is because it's 2 in the afternoon, but . . .

I can hardly contain myself. I have an appointment this afternoon to have a hairstyle-practice-run for the wedding. I've been searching for months and I can't find one that suits me. So, I'm just wearing it down -- no sense in looking NOTHING like myself, right?

It is raining. What is your favorite thing to do on a rainy day? I would love to revert back to being 5 years old (or, well, even 13) and go splash in puddles. It just feels appropriate.

2 days

majram — Tue, 19 Jun 2007 13:50:00 +0100

2 days until my 21st birthday . . .

I'm so excited. I got a new outfit and everything . . . shoot, my 18th birthday wasn't even this exciting.

And I get my marriage license today . . . life is coming at me quick! :)

Hope everyone's doing well today!

The envy of the 31st floor. . .

majram — Fri, 15 Jun 2007 14:33:00 +0100

So, I work in a tall office building in the center of downtown -- a corporate newbie, trying to find my niche in the business world (after graduating with an accounting degree, I'm trying my best to actually use the damn thing).

I work for a great company. Small, fun, full of ladies with great personality and intelligence... and fashion sense. You know why I say this?

We get to wear fuzzy slippers everywhere.

And not just any fuzzy slippers -- you either have your mickey mouse feet or dog faces (you know, your foot goes in the 'mouth' and it looks like the dog is swallowing your leg?).

The ladies next door are envious. You can feel the tension when passing in the hallways - a silent rivalry. When we're in the bathroom they know it's us -- who can mistake those big, obnoxious, yellow feet peeking out under the bathroom stall? We stand and scoff as they have to wear 3 inch, stiff heels. . . and they're just a mail room. Poor girls.

I hope everyone enjoys where they work as much as I do.

Wedding Bells...

majram — Thu, 14 Jun 2007 13:47:00 +0100

So, I'm one of those brides that's getting married on July 7, 2007. Worst idea ever. Not that we ever thought we were original, we just thought it was cute because "our song" is The Luckiest by Ben Folds (if you haven't heard it, you should listen to it. It's subtly sentimental.)

I'm tired of picking which color gold fits best for the "romantic feel" for the tables. They're tables. They're going to have 10 place settings, 20 favors, a huge centerpiece . . . is anyone going to notice the table cloth? No. Is anyone going to care whether it was gold stripes or gold organza?! No. Why do I care? I don't.

I want to go into the business of making invitations. But I want them to be 'real' wedding invitations. Like, mentioning the RSVP date:

The favour of a response is requested by May 1, 200-7 (But, really, May 20th. And, any later than June 1st and you're a plain, flat out inconsiderate jerk.).

I think they would be fantastic invitations. Would save bridezilla-ish behaviors for the endless amount of vendors rather than the guests.

I think the best thing about this whole frenzy is that we purchased the lowest ticket on the cruise. . . and, if you've ever been on one, you know that if the better rooms aren't taken, you go into a lottery for those rooms. We went from a room that had no windows and barely room to sleep to a suite with a balcony and french doors. ...I'm stoked.

My 21st birthday is next Thursday. For all of us Americans, it means we're allowed to drink (I know that in other countries, you can drink as young as 14). I can't wait. I'm a college graduate who wasn't ever allowed to legally drink throughout my college career (and, for the first year and a half, my driving curfew was 1 am [by law], so I couldn't even be DD). I'm anxiously awaiting next week.

And I need a vacation.