THE DAILY DIVERSION

SCOURING MY BRAIN FOR A LITTLE ACTIVITY

Monday, May 15, 2006

TIME KEEPS ON TICKIN'...

Okay, so we're under two weeks away. We've got 12 days to be exact. Which leads me into my first conversation point today...

On Saturday we attended a wedding that should be pretty similar to ours. They had a full Catholic mass and a grand reception. I know everyone thinks that their wedding is going to be so much better than any one else’s, but I know ours will be. So many people have put a lot of effort into making our "thing" beautiful, that there's no way it will be anything less than outstanding. Now, if we can just get the workers motivated on Thursday night!!

Anyway, back to the wedding we attended. We did something extremely out of the ordinary (for us), which is actually kind of sad. Instead of sitting there soaking in the love and the beauty of the ceremony, we sat there and critiqued the entire thing.

We were sitting there saying "We're not going to do that", "Make sure you do this", "Do you want to do that", "I hope we don't look like that", etc. I know it was really harsh to do that at someone else's wedding, but we were already thinking ahead two weeks, trying to make sure we've got our ducks in a row. Are we bad people?

I really can't remember too much from the wedding. Aside from our incessant analyzation of the events, I had a killer case of "grumble butt", complete with "The Flamin' 'D'". Those aren't positive things to have at such an event. I should've known better that to have the fettuccini alfredo for lunch. By the way, The Brickyard wasn't all that. However, in their defense, I usually don't expect too much when you're dealing with a party of 2o or more!

We had a crazy weekend, well, actually, only Saturday was crazy. By the time I made it home at 9 pm last night, I was ready to hit the hay. However, I had some work that needed to be completed (which didn't all get done), so I worked on it until nearly 11 pm. I slept pretty good, but was wide awake at 6:30 this morning. I should've went ahead and got up and went down and got on the treadmill. Instead, I stayed in bed until 7, when my alarm went off, then got up and hit the Ab Lounge for some much needed reps.


Target weight: 200 lbs. My weight (as of 7:45 am this morning): 201.0 lbs. YES!! Almost there!!

I had a dream over the weekend that I thought I'd share. I told Adrianne about it yesterday, so I can still remember some of it. It's actually pretty funny, so that's another reason I want to share. I didn't remember any of my dreams from last night, otherwise I'd be all over those too.

My dream: I'm in a huge conference room, sitting at the head of a long rectangular table. There are probably 40 or more people seated at the table. The boss of the group is seating midway down the table to my right. He's got a new employee next to him and introduces him.

He then tell the "new guy" that if he can identify the employee at the table with "stiff nipples" that he'll immediately get a raise (or something like that). Anyway, I'm sitting there with a yellow polo styled shirt on, and my nips could cut glass. I arch my back so that they stick out even farther, so maybe he'll notice. He doesn't.

I then start saying things like "Man, is it cold in here?", "Ooh, my headlights are on! Can anyone turn these things off?", and so on. He still doesn't notice me. Oh well! I tried!

That's all I can really remember. I slept so hard Saturday night to Sunday morning that I'm surprised I can remember anything. I was literally and figuratively exhausted when I put my head to a pillow on Saturday night. Adrianne could've easily had her way with me and I would've never known. I haven't slept that hard in a long, long time.

Oh, I guess I could explain what wore me out that day. We'll start with me working until 4:40 on Friday, before I finally went and asked my boss if I could leave. I say "finally" because everyone else was outta here just a little after 4 pm, yet he didn't come down and tell my buddy next to me and myself that we could jet. Anyway, I didn't get on the road until 5 pm, after loading up my car.

I made pretty good time, got to Owensboro around 9:45, and that includes a pit stop for some dinner in Union City (of course, I ate while I drove). Adrianne was babysitting, so I met up with her there. I wanted to see the girls anyway. It had been a little while, and they're both to the point that they are a lot more comfortable with me than they were a couple of years ago. We were there until about 10:45.

It was a little after 11 when we made it out to the house. Adrianne had found out that her younger brother, his wife, and their baby came in to see their Mom this weekend. We stayed up to hang out with them for a while, and before we knew it, it was 1 am. I crashed!

I woke up at 6:22 because I had to pee. I just looked at the clock and said "Dammit! I've got to get up in an hour! I might as well just stay up.", but I didn't. I crawled back in bed and snuggled up with my Boo. We got up around 7:15, since we had to be on the road at 9 am.

We went to Brescia's graduation in Owensboro, which started at 10 am. As soon as it was over, we made a pit stop by Hobby Lobby and Target for a couple of things, then on to Bowling Green. We had multiple purposes in BG that day. The main reason we were there was to attend WKU's Nursing acknowledgement "thingy". I'm not sure how to really describe it. Adrianne's step-brother's fiancée graduated this weekend from good ol' Western and we wanted to be there to share in it with her. We all went to The Brickyard for a late lunch prior to the event (at 4:30).

The other reason we were in BG was to pick up our wedding bands. That's now one thing we can check off of our list of things to do. Hopefully the list is getting shorter. I know Adrianne doesn't feel like it is, as I can tell she's getting frustrated and/or stressed out about it. I wish there was something I could do to help her out. I just keep thinking to myself "We'll be in sunny Mexico and then we won't worry about all the stress". However, we have to get there first!

After leaving the Nursing Department thing, we got right back on the Natcher Parkway and heading to Owensboro. We had a wedding to attend at 7 pm, and couldn't be late. We nearly had a huge accident right around mile marker 50, when my ass decided it wanted to explode! Luckily for us, at every toll booth, they have restrooms. I sprinted out of the truck and ran inside. Let me just say this... The bathrooms at the toll booths are 100 times nicer than any I've ever frequented at a "rest stop".

We make it to the wedding on time, and it actually started a little late, so it would've worked out anyway. The place was full of people. I don't know how many they invited, but there were a ton of people there. I sincerely hope most of those people gave them money as presents or something, because there weren't many presents at the "present table". I hope they weren't just a bunch of cheap asses that came for the free beer. **Looking around the reception, I'd say that the prior statement was probably true, since most of the folks that stayed around were just looking to get hammered.**

Adrianne and I stayed at the wedding as long as my tummy could take it. I really didn't feel safe eating anything, other than some bread and crackers, so I was hungry, on top of being sick to my stomach. Not a good combo! We ended up leaving the wedding before the bride and groom, which is taboo, I know! However, we stayed around until almost 10:30, and it's a good twenty minute drive out to the house.

Finally, at 11 pm, we got to see the bed. However, the day was not complete, yet. Adrianne and I needed to discuss some of the music we need at the reception, so we wrote down some of the songs that I needed to procure, so that I could compile them onto a disc for the DJ (in case he didn't have them). That's what I worked on immediately when I got home last night. We finished that up fairly quickly, and, with one eye open, we watched an episode of CSI. Then my other eye closed and the next thing I knew it was 9 am Sunday morning.

So, that's how it all went down. Some people would just say I'm a big sissy, and my reply to them is... "So?"
||Inflicted on you by John, at 8:22 AM

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