Excitement!

Tomorrow the wedding festivities begin, starting with a morning trip to the airport. Two of my favoritest people are flying in for my sister's wedding and I can't wait to see them!

They were my roommates in Seattle before I got married, and they are absolutely the BEST girl friends you can have. The three of us lived in an apartment with one bathroom - any group of women that can share one bathroom and not kill each other are a quality group. They were key people in getting me through my wedding, and now they will be here to help my sister.

From the airport we are heading to the beach for a little relaxation time, then we will be scurrying around town in preparation for the rehearsal dinner later that evening.

Saturday, we will all be trying to relax. The occasional errand may come up, but the only thing on the books is some pedicure time. Mmmmm....relaxation.

Then another Seattleite will arrive - one of my other favorite people. :)

Then Sunday goes back to craziness with hair appointments, makeup, and the wedding itself.

Yay! So excited....and so tired. Must get some sleep before tomorrow.


Listening to: Mammal by They Might Be Giants
Current Mood: You wouldn't know it to look at me, but I am excited. Ignore the watery eyes and yawns.

All Drugged Out

I am home. I know I said I would go to work, but here I am, at home.

Last night very little was accomplished in the way of sleep, so I e-mailed my boss at 3 a.m. to let him know that work wasn't really the best idea ever for me.

He responded: "No problem. Your health is more important."

Awesome.

I am feeling a little better after sleeping in and eating a little. I think the cocktail of Benadryl/Dayquil/Advil/Nyquil that kept me alive this weekend may have actually weakened my body's ability to actually do its job in fighting off this flu. So no more drugs today - only vitamins and clear fluids and things that your mom tells you to take when you are sick.

And sleep. Sweet sleep.

I must be better by end o' the week. Rehearsal dinner, airport runs, and wedding. Too much to do whilst worrying about a runny nose.

Feel free to submit your home remedies.


Listening to: Hello by Evanesence
Current Mood: subdued excitement over the events to come

*Sniffle*

Still sick.

This bird flu just keeps hanging on. I have progressed from a stuffed up nose to a runny one, though I am not sure if that should be looked upon as positive or negative. Curse you, Bird Flu!!

I will probably go into work, at least for part of the day tomorrow. Seems wrong to miss three days in a row.

Must go now. I have a date with NyQuil.

Listening to: Euphoria (firefly) by Delerium
Current Mood: Awestruck. Looking at appliances on bestbuy.com and discovered a washer/dryer all in one machine. It washes AND dries. I don't have to remember to move the clothes from one machine to the other. I am pleased with this...and saddened by the discovery that I must be very lazy :)

Quick Update

I have come down with the Wedding Flu as predicted. I took yesterday and today off work and I am spending my time watching terrible daytime television, Napolean Dynamite, and reading US Weekly (courtesy of my sister).

I guess I can at least be thankful that I got it now, instead of next weekend.

Current Mood: Drowsy from last night's NyQuil.
Listening to/Watching: Flipping between reruns of ER and Dawson's Creek

Wedding Flu

12 days until the wedding.

And the bride, father of the bride, sister-in-law of the bride, groomsman and husband to the matron of honor, and perhaps others (I haven't taken a count) all have some kind of illness.

A lot has been going around lately, this year's "flu season" never seemed to end. My sister joked at the last round that we must all be getting the bird flu. Then she would caw and make other assorted bird noises.

This time around she isn't so cheerful.

Last night she took some Claritin-D to help her feel better. She took two. Most medicines are taken in pairs, so she assumed this was the case with her box of Claritin. This however, was not the case. This particular drug is meant to be taken once in a 24 hour period. She called me a little while ago to let me know that she has been lying on her bathroom floor since 4 a.m. shaking and experiencing a faster than normal heartbeat. This does not sound like the way to get well.

Being that I have accidentally overdosed on many over the counter medications, I am sure she will survive with a lot of water, some food, and if necessary, some induced vomiting.

So I am going over there in a little bit to keep an eye on her, feed her some soup and water, and just make sure she survives the next few days.

Perhaps I should bring her some wedding soup.

Listening to: Beautiful Disaster by Kelly Clarkson
Current Mood: Dreading the inevitable - that I too will be victim to the wedding flu

An Open Letter to Gwen

Dear Gwen Stefani,

For the love of...please...I beg you, stop. I don't know what has happened to you, but it really must end.

There was a time, some years ago, when I enjoyed listening to you. In the early days of No Doubt's fun ska tunes, when your music sounded good, and your outfits were cool and original.

I used to sing along happily to "Sunday Morning". But then things started to go downhill. Now, dressed as a scrofulous seamonger, ripping from a classic musical and collaborating with a woman who's tatooed breasts frighten me, you make my radio cry.

Repeating the same expletive 40 times and then spelling the word banana does not a good song make. I don't know what happened to you, but please get help.

Sincerely,

Concerned Radio Listener

P.S. - Your harajuku "human accessories" are disturbing.

Girls Gone Not-So-Wild

I know you are all waiting for the details of the bachelorette weekend. Lots of great stories must have come from it, no?

Lots of great stories would have come from this weekend. If we had actually had the weekend that was planned.

Unfortunately, Lindsey, the bride, caught some evil strain of flu on Thursday night and was felling too miserable to move on Friday, much less take a three hour drive to Boca. So the weekend was a bust.

Heap pity upon my poor sister who didn't get her girl's weekend o' fun.


In unrelated news: The couscous salad (with a few minor changes) was tremendous.

Also - why can't I end up dating the celebrity I had a crush on when I was little? Curse you and your cuteness, Katie Holmes.


Listening to: The Boy With the Arab Strap by Belle and Sebastian
Current Mood: Tired. What else is new?