I’m basically being held hostage by UPS. I ordered (sweet, pink!) champagne for the wedding and it’s being sent from California, and because it contains alcohol, it has to be signed for by someone over 21. Luckily I’m 30. I was given an 11 hour window during which the boys in brown could arrive, and I’ve got 2.5 hours left. Which means I’ve been stuck in my house for the past eight hours waiting. The front part of my house so I can be sure to hear the doorbell. To top it off, I’ve seen two other UPS trucks roll through the neighborhood, neither of which stopped at my house. WTF UPS?

GRRRRR.

So, the World Cup was fun while it lasted, huh? I’ve not only watched – and cheered my heart out for – the US team, but the others as well. Such is a side effect of marrying someone who’s been playing soccer for almost 90% of his life. That little blond boy kicking the ball in the picture is Allan. Shocking right? No, not that he has hair, but that he was so teeny tiny and chasing a soccer ball. I love the look of determination and joy on his little face.

I get all into the Olympics, and the World Cup is almost equally as awesome. Cheesy, but I love when the US gets all patriotic and rallies around our athletes. It makes us feel like a collective unit rather than a group of people who disagree so violently about political issues. It’s a nice breather from the day-to-day goings on of being an American.

On Sunday evening Allan and I got a giant, seedless watermelon. And we cut it into quarters and stood above the sink, eating watermelon with our bare hands and laughing. It was a simple, incredibly sweet moment and it made me feel like I am absolutely exactly where I’m supposed to be.

(Aaannnddd the UPS man still isn’t here. GRRRRRR.)




So, I received my first shower gift today. It’s from a family friend, someone who’s known me since I lived in my mama’s belly. She can’t make it to the shower, so she sent a gift, which I thought was very thoughtful and sweet.

About a month ago, a friend send me some things from our registry and it was such a nice surprise! The idea that you walk into a store, scan things with a little laser, and then receive them as gifts is mind-boggling. That someone cares enough about you to send a gift is mind-boggling. And it’s fun as all get-out! Seeing a box from Target or Bed Bath and Beyond unexpectedly arrive on your doorstep is such a treat! Each time one of the packages arrived, it felt like my birthday. And seriously, who doesn’t love their birthdays?

I should mention here that I’m a present whore. I love getting presents more than I can put into words. Wrap up a pencil for me, hand it to me as a gift and I’ll be tickled pink. Seriously. I love it. And just as much as I love receiving gifts, I love giving them equally as much. Remember how I went overboard with Allan at Christmas? That’s typical behavior for me. I love wrapping paper and bows and ribbons and tissue paper and cards – I love everything about presents.

And I’m overwhelmed by peoples’ kindness with regards to this wedding and shower. Like, my friend Kate is coming down from Virginia to be a part of everything! Holy cow! I’m trying to soak in every single minute of this time in my life. I am so excited about the shower(s) and the bachelorette party and the rehearsal dinner and the wedding and becoming Allan’s wife. Cliche, but I don’t want to do this again. This is a one-shot deal and I want to embrace all of it.



In order to lose weight, I’ve been exercising, but the biggest change has been in my eating habits. I’ve cut out a lot of the junk I used to not think twice about stuffing in my face. It’s been more of a lifestyle change than a diet. But yesterday on the way back from Holden Beach, all of my efforts went out the window and I ate like absolute crap. If I told you everything I ate during that 150 minute car ride, you wouldn’t believe it. Between the two of us, Allan and I ate a whole bag of cotton candy. And that’s just ONE of the bad things.

Last night when we were getting ready for bed, I felt so awful. Indigestion city. I had to eat Tums, drink Pepto and try to drink as much water as possible to help the unhealthy food make a speedy trip down my digestive system. The biggest shocker, though, was the realization that I used to eat like that on a regular basis. That it used to be pretty commonplace for me. No wonder I weigh 1,000 pounds.

Last week I got all the underthings for my wedding dress. It’s nothing naughty. In fact, with all the stuff you need to wear under one of those dresses, it becomes one of the most un-sexy pieces of clothing you’ll ever own. Well, that’s only if you’ve got a serious dress in the way I’ve got a serious dress. There’s a lot to it! I have my first fitting in a few weeks, which makes me nervous. They’re basically re-cutting my dress to make it a new shape and I’m not quite sure how it’ll turn out. If they can’t do what they promised, #1 I’ll be without a dress and #2 I’ll be devastated.

I also got my wedding earrings during the underthings shopping trip. For the past 10 months I’ve been on the hunt for a perfect pair of dangly, sparkly things to hang from my earlobes. And I found them! Because I’m not wearing a necklace and because I plan to wear my hair up, my earrings are pretty important. They’ll be the sole piece of jewelry on display (other than my shiny new wedding band!) that day, so I needed something really special. I wear them around the house all the time because I don’t want to take them off. Like, I’ll be cooking dinner and Allan will walk in to see his future wife, hair piled on her head in a messy bun, wearing gym clothes and incredibly gorgeous, over-the-top earrings.