Wednesday Night: Play by Play (whoa PUN)(You will understand later)
Whewee! Last night was pretty eventful, if I don't say so myself. Which is a saying I never really understand because HELLO, you just SAID IT. Anyway. I met up with PhotoFace to look at pretty paper at the Paper Source and I just love that place SO much. Except last night, not so much. There were like 50 brides there picking out papers and everyone seemed to actually KNOW what they were doing and stuff and like HAVE A PLAN. Which was a little (slash a TON) intimidating because we were wandering around picking up random stickers and packs of paper and being all overwhelmed and stuff.
Then Photoface came up with the GENIUS idea to go get a beer and talk this through a bit. Did I mention she is a genius? Because she is. So on our stroll to get a well-needed and well-deserved drinky, we decided to stop in the Queen of All Shoe Stores and I kinda think I maybe kinda might've found my shoes. Like, my wedding shoes. Uh huh. Yep. So that happened. She basically made me buy them by carrying them around the whole time and talking about how awesome and perfect they are, but I'm glad she did. I have been searching and searching for these particular shoes in my head that I am growing more and more convinced do not exist (a pretty green, flat, peep-toe with a flower or something ladylike--because I am a LADY). SO. They are not green and they are not peep-toe, but they are definitely unique and pretty and they were on sale for $35. Done and DON.
THEN. We finally made it to the drinking hole and pretty much came up with an ENTIRE NEW INVITATION IDEA. The CAPS are totally and completely necessary because that is how exciting it was and still is. THEN I get a call from a little fairy godfather who offers me 4 Cubs tickets for the game that was starting in about an hour and I actually debated whether or not I should take them for about 17.7 seconds and then I said to myself, "SELF you are an IDIOT. Take the tickets RIGHT NOW." So I did and then we went and then it was awesome and then the boys met up with us after their yoga retreat and then I had a kosher dog the size of my left arm and it was delicious and then we won and then we sang and danced to the Cubs song and then we went home.
True double true.
The end.
p.s. Please excuse the blatant tense issues in this post. I mean, you are probably pretty used to it from me by now, but still. Sorry.
Then Photoface came up with the GENIUS idea to go get a beer and talk this through a bit. Did I mention she is a genius? Because she is. So on our stroll to get a well-needed and well-deserved drinky, we decided to stop in the Queen of All Shoe Stores and I kinda think I maybe kinda might've found my shoes. Like, my wedding shoes. Uh huh. Yep. So that happened. She basically made me buy them by carrying them around the whole time and talking about how awesome and perfect they are, but I'm glad she did. I have been searching and searching for these particular shoes in my head that I am growing more and more convinced do not exist (a pretty green, flat, peep-toe with a flower or something ladylike--because I am a LADY). SO. They are not green and they are not peep-toe, but they are definitely unique and pretty and they were on sale for $35. Done and DON.
THEN. We finally made it to the drinking hole and pretty much came up with an ENTIRE NEW INVITATION IDEA. The CAPS are totally and completely necessary because that is how exciting it was and still is. THEN I get a call from a little fairy godfather who offers me 4 Cubs tickets for the game that was starting in about an hour and I actually debated whether or not I should take them for about 17.7 seconds and then I said to myself, "SELF you are an IDIOT. Take the tickets RIGHT NOW." So I did and then we went and then it was awesome and then the boys met up with us after their yoga retreat and then I had a kosher dog the size of my left arm and it was delicious and then we won and then we sang and danced to the Cubs song and then we went home.
True double true.
The end.
p.s. Please excuse the blatant tense issues in this post. I mean, you are probably pretty used to it from me by now, but still. Sorry.
posted by Tilly at 10:00 AM
11 Comments:
This is the kind of Wednesday night that reminds me that I SUCK.
Also, did you say the BOYS were at a yoga retreat? So cute.
Yes, a yoga retreat!! They are intense. Slash awesome.
This is the absolute BEST kind of night.
This sounds perfect! I just found what I THINK are my wedding shoes yesterday too! But I found them online so I can't be sure until I try them on in person. My fingers are crossed!
I want to know about the invitations!
What a great great night!
Photos of the shoes???
Please, please, PLEASE tell me that your new awesome invitation idea is that they are going to be in ALL CAPS.
I'm going to second the request for shoe photos.
PEOPLE: I cannot show the shoes because Fiji (who sometimes reads) is being all traditional-like and doesn't want to see ANYTHING before the wedding. Even though we will be waking up together on THAT DAY. Even this random FLOWER I bought...he is an odd one, that guy.
And Sarah, maybe the invite will be in all lowercase. Just to mess with your MIND. Or you know, for fun.
Oh, and Jess: I will fill you in once I know more. It's just in the embryo stages.
All that paperwork stressed me out to a degree that was ridiculous.
a perfect evening!! i would be so stressed out by all the brides who knew exactly what they were doing, too. i am already stressed thinking about it and i'm nowhere near engaged!
"...then I said to myself, "SELF you are an IDIOT."
You were right!
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