Thursday, July 24, 2008

Professional Thank You Note Writing

My mom called me today to tell me this and I thought it was funny enough to post.

We had a bridal shower in KC on Sunday for my relatives and my mom's lady friends. I knocked out my thank-you notes that night and sent them out. Well, apparently they were AMAZING because my mom's friend Mary called her today to say that my thank you note was so wonderful, so well-written, so lovely, that she was saving it to show her future daughter-in-law as an example of how to write a thank you note! Mind you, her future d-i-l is a Tulane educated lawyer, so I'm sure she'll really appreciate getting a 'sample' on what she should do.

I knew my English degree would pay off! I'm going to go into professional thank you note writing!

Friday, July 11, 2008

I'm Dreaming of A Catty Wedding

I remember my dreams almost every night. They are whole experiences fraught with emotion, vivid colors and graphic details. So, like I said, it's no surprise that I'm having dreams upon dreams about the wedding. But a few days ago I had the weirdest wedding dream ever, maybe even the weirdest dream I've ever had.

In the dream, I learned that Matt had been cheating on me. With a female cat. Who got pregnant. And had a litter of Matt-cat babies. So I got pissed that he had sex with a cat. Then I got pissed he had unprotected sex with a cat. Then I got super pissed that he had a whole litter of Matt-cat babies to raise. And I was trying to decide if I should call off the wedding when I woke up.

So odd. I mean, I know it was an anxiety dream about the wedding and the cat thing was because we had been admiring a female cat at a friend's house, but it's so interesting how the brain jumbles things together. Matt-cat babies, stay out of my head!

Thursday, July 03, 2008

First World Problems

Personal space is at a premium in New York City, a fact that I've tried hard to adjust to. After all, I grew up in the Midwest, where closets are as big as NYC bedrooms and garages are bigger than entire apartments.

In my more than 7 years here, I've grown more accustomed to the necessity of the space constraints, but what I don't understand is when people don't take advantage of the space they have. For example, today I was the only person on one of the 20 treadmills at the gym and a woman overlooked all the empty treadmills to begin her workout directly next to me. Why? Why would you deliberately choose to be right next to someone when there are more options?

Of course, as soon as I felt myself get angry at her, I realized how ridiculous I was being. After all, CNN was playing the footage of the rescued Columbian hostages and I watched, teary-eyed, as a mother embraced the children she hadn't seen in 6 years.

I don't really know where I'm going with this post other than to say that with all the wedding tasks and client nonsense it's easy to forget how really lucky I am.

Tuesday, July 01, 2008

No Escpae From Wedding Details

I don't want you to think that I'm not looking forward to my wedding. I am. I'm excited about it and think it'll be great. I'm just trying to not think about it as the Be All End All Event of My Life.

But, I'm ready for wedding planning to be over for one big reason--the dreams. I'm so sick of the wedding anxiety dreams I have every. single. night. Last night I was in my wedding dress when I realized I had lost all my makeup. The night before I realized that we hadn't chosen our music so there was nothing for people to dance to. And on. And on.