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Um, maybe you’ve noticed that I haven’t updated my stats in a couple of weeks. Yeah. I’m not mentally ready to do that. It ain’t pretty. So let’s just hold off, shall we? Thank you.

I’ve decided to go Zen on the guest list – go with the flow, don’t fight it, all that.

My aunt emailed me last night and said she’s going to host a tea party for me. Very exciting. I love tea. Yay! Tea! And presents! Tea and presents! It doesn’t get any better than that!

Yesterday I got our cake toppers in the mail. Bought bouquet ribbon on Monday. Me thinks I am micro-managing the details that my (married) friend Emily insists I will not remember in five years. I am trying to step away. Bouquet ribbon? Seriously? Ah well, it’s harmless.

Here’s a picture of my new garden. Still alive!

…I watched fireworks from the bathroom window while I brushed my teeth. I love my house.

I also washed my car yesterday. It’s white! Not gray! Who knew?

I also banished the color gray from somewhere else yesterday. My hair. Now it is medium brown. I highly recommend putting extra conditioner in your hair, braiding it (one braid) and then going to sleep. You will wake up with uber-soft hair. Make sure you wash it or it will be uber-greasy. Not attractive.

I’m working on getting more rooms blocked for wedding guests. Makes me feel very efficient. I am like a machine, wedding-wise.

Tuna sandwiches and lay’s potato chips are my new favorite lunch. Not as high in points as you might think. Delish.

I don’t recommend reading this book. At least not while you’re eating. Or hungry. Unless you’re on a diet.

I got some wedding stuff accomplished today. Partially. Set up another room block at the Hilton on the river. So people can stay there if they wish. It’s one of the less-exciting things I’ve done, true.

Today makes five months since we got engaged. Really, time does go by faster that I thought it would. I still think the next seven months (really, if we’re going to be technical, six months and twenty-nine days) will crawl. I’m trying to save things to do for later. Like get toasting flutes. Who cares about toasting flutes? Well, it’s important to have goals. And toasting flutes are just one example of that goal.

I do, however, recommend that you read this. Just ’cause.

So I’ve been lacking in the posting department lately. So I’ll try to make this one a doozy. Let’s seee…..

First, let me say how much I enjoy hearing NPR radio personalities say “Wu-tang Clan”. Twice in the past month or so, I have heard interviews on NPR with some rapper from said group and I can’t tell you how much it tickles me to hear Terry Gross from Fresh Air or Steve Inskeep from Morning Edition quote rap lyrics and get all street with The Rza. (Now, don’t get me wrong. I’m as white as they are. I’d sound just as ridiculous. But I’m not on the radio.)

Weddings….Friday night was my hairdresser Catherine’s wedding in Baton Rouge. It was lovely. Her dress was gorgeous. Oy. Stunning. We’re about the same size (or close enough) and she offered to let me borrow it. What a temptation…but I do love my dress too. More. So I won’t be taking her up on that. But I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. The reception was fun, too, considering a) George hates going to weddings so was a bit grumpy (not too bad though) and b) we hardly knew anyone and c) we had to drive back to New Orleans, exhausted, afterwards. And before you think that you have to invite your hairdresser to your wedding (and vice-versa), Catherine has been cutting my hair for almost ten years and she’s more like a friend now.

On Saturday afternoon, Regan and I went to check out bridesmaids dresses at this crazy-busy bridal store in Metairie. Afterwards, we went to the mall and I splurged on a cashmere-silk pink cardigan from Banana Republic. I have been wanting one to wear over my dress, in case it gets chilly (wedding dress, that is) and this one was too gorgeous to pass up. And I’m about to get paid for a website I just worked on, so I could afford it. I can’t wait to go visit my dress again and try the sweater on over the dress.

That evening, I went to another wedding, of Richie and Allee, a couple that lives in our neighborhood. It was a very nice wedding and the food was delish. Went with some other pub people and I wore my new sweater. Was careful to only drink clear liquids, but fortunately I didn’t spill.

Last night George and I went to see Fever Pitch. I loved it. (Even though the original British version, starring Colin Firth holds a special place in my heart.) Poor George, though. I am always dragging him to romantic comedies. To be fair, though, I did watch the third episode of the new Doctor Who with him before the movie. So it was a fair trade.

Sheesh. You’d think it was the hardest thing in the world to type “/blog” with the amount of complaints I’ve been getting. tee hee. Okay, sorry I will try to remember to fix the link. Have to do it at home.

Big fancy bridal show tonight. I wanna win stuff! I like winning. I also want free samples. And a goody bag. All of the fun stuff that goes with big shows like this. I want a big sticker that says “BRIDE”. I want a pink carnation. Something. Anything.

I am sorry, too, if I have opened up a small can of worms by mentioning that there is a NEW SEASON OF DOCTOR WHO, to those of you reading who have nerdy, sci-fi-obsessed significant others. (I apologize specifically to my sister’s brother-in-law’s girlfriend. I truly am sorry. Make sure he doesn’t read this or any British media.
Otherwise you’re screwed.)

Actually, it isn’t as bad as the others. It’s more modern, the Doctor is kinda sexy, and the sets don’t wobble. And the costumes aren’t made of garbage cans and toilet plungers. Not yet anyway. So you may be able to sit through 45 minutes each week of the geekiest of the geeky television shows. It’s worth it to make your geek happy.

***now an update since I’m reposting this on Friday***

Went to the bridal show last night. Didn’t win anything. As it was held in Kenner, it was attended by only the klassiest of brides. Ah well, it was fun anyway, if for no other reason than to make fun of people. It’s fun to be catty!

Am very tired this morning, though. And have to drive to Baton Rouge tonight. And back. Even though I’m looking forward to the wedding, I’m not looking forward to the drive. Will have to try to convince George to drive part of the way so I can snooooooze. zzzzzz.

Unbelievable…down another .8! Well, maybe not completely unbelieveable. After all, I have been trying to eat better and I’ve been going to the gym nearly every day. Unfortunately I won’t be able to go Thursday or Friday but I think I’ll survive…

Holy cow, it was a gorgeous weekend. The weather could not have been more beautiful. (George would disagree, but let’s leave him out of discussions of beautiful weather, lest you question why I would marry such a nut.) The garage sale was Saturday, and I made $50. Can’t complain because I also got rid of some crap. My nose is a bit red now from the sun, but I’ll survive.

Afterwards Regan and I went to a bead show (yes, a convention all about beads) and I purchased the earrings for my lovely bridesmaids. A bit soon, yes, but I got a deal I couldn’t pass up. Let’s just hope they don’t make their ears turn green. Heh heh. Only kidding!

Yesterday I went to the gym in the morning and then we had visitors in the afternoon. Friends came over to listen to music and hang out. Sounds strange, but it’s our new secret society. Don’t ask. Anyway it was fun. Then a trip to Whole Foods and then George and I watched the second new Dr. Who episode.

This week is very wedding-centric. Thursday evening is a bridal show. I’m really excited because I haven’t been to one yet and I hope we get to taste cake. Ha ha. Friday night is the wedding of a friend in Baton Rouge and Saturday evening is the wedding of a friend in New Orleans. I’ll get to do lots of research. Mustn’t forget my notepad. Only kidding…

Man, yesterday was very very exciting.

First, I wake up and get on the scale and see that I’m down to the NLW.

Then, later, I email the bridal salon I ordered my dress from to ask them some questions about the bridesmaid’s dresses. They email me back and say “oh, by the way, your dress came in this week!” Bring on the freak-out by Pam, running around the office, jumping up and down, generally annoying my male co-workers. But my boss let me leave early to drive up to Covington. (You didn’t think I’d wait until the weekend, did you?)

Driving to Covington, talk to one of my friends whose daughter’s first birthday was yesterday. Find out she’s pregnant again. More exciting news! (Well, all I have to do is shower the children with gifts and babble in baby talk to them.)

(And later was little Isabella’s birthday party, complete with pizza and ice cream cake. You know pizza and ice cream cake is exciting to me.)

Dreamy dreamy dress! It’s so perfect. It’s a bit lighter in color than the sample (which was filthy and had been tried on by hundreds of girls I’m guessing) and actually zips up, which is terribly exciting. I had it on for about half an hour, just gazing at myself. Tee hee.

Yaaay!

Eeeeep!

I did it!

Made it to the magical land of 22 points a day!

Down 1.4 lbs this week. It goes without saying that this is a New Lowest Weight, too. Yay for joining the gym!

Now I just have to figure out what to do with those darn jelly beans…

Oh, and Chris – sorry about forgetting to mention the CCC 10K. It was fun. We walked most of it. Finished in 1:25. Saw Paula Radcliffe on stage accepting her award. Woo!

And look at the pictures I posted last night. I just went through all the pics on my computer that we’ve taken since George got his digital camera, so there’s no rhyme or reason to what I picked, though they should be in chronological order.

Lookie!

Pictures!

Okay, people, getting down to the wire here. I’ve only raised $20 of
the $100 necessary. But since time is getting close, I’m just going to
have you send your donation to the American Heart Association directly
to my mom. Unless you want to Paypal it to me and I’ll include it in
the check I’m writing.

So email me at pam@pyjammy.com and I’ll tell you where to send your
check made out to the American Heart Association. Do it for anyone you
know who has had heart problems or a heart attack. And if you don’t
know anyone, do it for my dad.

(Come on, there has got to be some people out there who will be moved
by that kind of emotional manipulation. Now get out your checkbook!)

Am now taking a break from the cooking of the Easter feast. Actually, I picked really easy dishes to make, so it’s no big deal. The ham’s in the oven heating up and this morning I made the corn casserole. (Not point-friendly, btw. Ingredients include sour cream and a stick of butter. Mmmm. Okay, I used light sour cream, as if that makes a difference.) Now I’m just waiting a bit until the ham’s ready to be glazed.

Families should be here within the hour. I got the moms presents, aren’t I a good daughter/soon-to-be-daughter-in-law? Oh wait, that should read “we” got them presents. Uh, yeah, right.

And I’m pleased to announce that finally, after two years of Easter basket-making for George, I got an Easter basket from him! Filled with my favorite candy (so good yet so bad): Smarties, Reese’s peanut butter eggs and Smuckers jelly beans. Hey, I put the jelly beans in a candy dish. And hid the rest.