Friday, May 25, 2007
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Monday, May 21, 2007
My Perfect Wedding - Part II
Here are some more pictures of everyone getting ready. There are certainly more to come, but I'm going to bed. I know it's only 9, but I'm a teacher. :)
My Perfect Wedding - Part I
Ok, here is the first set of pictures. My day started out at the beauty shop, and then we got ready at the church. I'm posting the last picture in this set because it's a great one of Kevin! By the way, I'm sorry that some of them are going the wrong way. I can't figure out how to rotate them, but you can get the basic idea from these. More to come!
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
I'm Back!
Well, the wedding went off without a hitch. Hmm... except we did get "hitched"... let me just chuckle for a moment over how amusing I am... The flights to and from Cancun weren't nearly as smooth as I would have liked, but when I came back and read about my sister-in-law's trip, I realized that I really had it easy.
The Philosopher King and I were supposed to leave the airport at 2:30 and then catch a flight in Newark at 6:00. When we arrived at the airport, we were told that we had a two hour delay because of the storm in Boston. That meant that we would probably miss our flight to Cancun and have to catch the next one that was supposed to leave the next morning. We had the option of staying in Bangor and simply waiting until the next morning to go anywhere, but we decided to take our chances and get out of Bangor as soon as possible. I knew that the snow was going to start hitting hard.
After lashing out at my husband for things he couldn't possibly control (I later apologized for my crazy behavior), I tried to accept that I would most likely end up having paid for a night at an all-inclusive resort that I would not be using. I bought a book, visited with my bridesmaid, Kristen, for a couple of hours, and then got ready for a bumpy ride. As soon as we got on the plane, the flight attendant told us that because of the expected turbulence, we would not be receiving any pretzels or drinks. I burst into tears. I was under a lot of pent-up stress because of the wedding and the whole storm disaster, and the fact that I was not going to get any pretzels was just too much. I calmed down and just started praying that we'd see land again.
We arrived in Newark. As soon as we were allowed to get out of our seats, I jumped up, grabbed my bag, got ready to run, and.... waited. The pilot told us that the tunnel-thing that connects to the door of the plane was malfunctioning and that the baggage claim area was flooded. People burst into laughter. I burst into tears. If you can't tell by now, I'm not really a fun person to travel with.
The flight to Cancun ended up being delayed an hour, so we actually made it. My husband thought it was hilarious that I spent all that time stressing out when things worked out beautifully. I have to admit, his way is better.
The flight back to Bangor went ok, though it would have been better if U.S. Airways hadn't overbooked our flight from Cancun to Charlotte and then given away our seats. They marked our bags for Philadelphia, sent them on the conveyor belt, and then spent the next 20 minutes trying to figure out what to do with us. They booked us on a flight for Philadelphia. When we explained that we had to go through customs with our baggage when we entered the U.S., they asked us what color our bags were. They're blue, just like every other popular set of luggage. They managed to find them anyway, and we were put on a flight to Philadelphia. The Philosopher King was in row 6. I was in row 28. Perfect.
They didn't give us any food, but there were snack boxes for sale for $5. I was starving, so I got out my money and patiently waited for the flight attendant. They ran out of boxes by about row 10. I've never heard of an International flight not serving food, but hey, what do I know? They also charged $5 for headsets to watch the movie. Ridiculous. Apparently they don't care about keeping passengers happy for some reason. I certainly wasn't happy!
The important thing is that we made it back, and we actually arrived in Bangor an hour ahead of schedule. I stepped off the plane and thought I was still in Mexico. It was so warm! I actually had to use the air conditioner in the car yesterday! Crazy. I'm just sorry that our family from up north didn't get to experience this lovely weather!
Well, I guess that's enough for now. I'm taking my husband out to the movies. We finally have time to do things together again!
The Philosopher King and I were supposed to leave the airport at 2:30 and then catch a flight in Newark at 6:00. When we arrived at the airport, we were told that we had a two hour delay because of the storm in Boston. That meant that we would probably miss our flight to Cancun and have to catch the next one that was supposed to leave the next morning. We had the option of staying in Bangor and simply waiting until the next morning to go anywhere, but we decided to take our chances and get out of Bangor as soon as possible. I knew that the snow was going to start hitting hard.
After lashing out at my husband for things he couldn't possibly control (I later apologized for my crazy behavior), I tried to accept that I would most likely end up having paid for a night at an all-inclusive resort that I would not be using. I bought a book, visited with my bridesmaid, Kristen, for a couple of hours, and then got ready for a bumpy ride. As soon as we got on the plane, the flight attendant told us that because of the expected turbulence, we would not be receiving any pretzels or drinks. I burst into tears. I was under a lot of pent-up stress because of the wedding and the whole storm disaster, and the fact that I was not going to get any pretzels was just too much. I calmed down and just started praying that we'd see land again.
We arrived in Newark. As soon as we were allowed to get out of our seats, I jumped up, grabbed my bag, got ready to run, and.... waited. The pilot told us that the tunnel-thing that connects to the door of the plane was malfunctioning and that the baggage claim area was flooded. People burst into laughter. I burst into tears. If you can't tell by now, I'm not really a fun person to travel with.
The flight to Cancun ended up being delayed an hour, so we actually made it. My husband thought it was hilarious that I spent all that time stressing out when things worked out beautifully. I have to admit, his way is better.
The flight back to Bangor went ok, though it would have been better if U.S. Airways hadn't overbooked our flight from Cancun to Charlotte and then given away our seats. They marked our bags for Philadelphia, sent them on the conveyor belt, and then spent the next 20 minutes trying to figure out what to do with us. They booked us on a flight for Philadelphia. When we explained that we had to go through customs with our baggage when we entered the U.S., they asked us what color our bags were. They're blue, just like every other popular set of luggage. They managed to find them anyway, and we were put on a flight to Philadelphia. The Philosopher King was in row 6. I was in row 28. Perfect.
They didn't give us any food, but there were snack boxes for sale for $5. I was starving, so I got out my money and patiently waited for the flight attendant. They ran out of boxes by about row 10. I've never heard of an International flight not serving food, but hey, what do I know? They also charged $5 for headsets to watch the movie. Ridiculous. Apparently they don't care about keeping passengers happy for some reason. I certainly wasn't happy!
The important thing is that we made it back, and we actually arrived in Bangor an hour ahead of schedule. I stepped off the plane and thought I was still in Mexico. It was so warm! I actually had to use the air conditioner in the car yesterday! Crazy. I'm just sorry that our family from up north didn't get to experience this lovely weather!
Well, I guess that's enough for now. I'm taking my husband out to the movies. We finally have time to do things together again!
Monday, April 2, 2007
My Apologies
When I first started this blog, I decided that I would try to post at least once a week. I was doing pretty well until recently. As many of you know, I am getting married on April 14th to the Philosopher King. I doubt that I will post again until after the honeymoon. Things are pretty crazy here.
My bridal shower was a couple of weeks ago, and it went just swimmingly. My best friend (aka Always the Bridesmaid, Never the Bride) had never been to a bridal shower before and was completely freaked out about planning one, but the girl is quite creative. She even made some spinach dip. I was wicked impressed. It's a good thing she is so crafty, because none of my other bridesmaids were able to be there. She did all of the decorations herself. It was seriously the best bridal shower I have ever attended, and it wasn't even because I got all the presents this time!
I turned 24 on Saturday. Usually I make a huge deal of my birthday. I throw myself these big parties and claim the whole week to myself. This year, my birthday was close enough to the wedding that it was more of an inconvenience, but again, my best friend came through for me threw me a pretty decent party. You can't go wrong with good sushi!
I happen to be a little bit stressed. The Philosopher King is doing a pretty good job of putting up with me, which is a nice constant reminder to myself that all this is going to be worth it if the end result is being married to the man of my dreams. So during this time, please be patient if you don't hear from me. I'm busy getting married.
My bridal shower was a couple of weeks ago, and it went just swimmingly. My best friend (aka Always the Bridesmaid, Never the Bride) had never been to a bridal shower before and was completely freaked out about planning one, but the girl is quite creative. She even made some spinach dip. I was wicked impressed. It's a good thing she is so crafty, because none of my other bridesmaids were able to be there. She did all of the decorations herself. It was seriously the best bridal shower I have ever attended, and it wasn't even because I got all the presents this time!
I turned 24 on Saturday. Usually I make a huge deal of my birthday. I throw myself these big parties and claim the whole week to myself. This year, my birthday was close enough to the wedding that it was more of an inconvenience, but again, my best friend came through for me threw me a pretty decent party. You can't go wrong with good sushi!
I happen to be a little bit stressed. The Philosopher King is doing a pretty good job of putting up with me, which is a nice constant reminder to myself that all this is going to be worth it if the end result is being married to the man of my dreams. So during this time, please be patient if you don't hear from me. I'm busy getting married.
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