The Good Kind of Dorky

 

Thursday, May 31, 2007

Blame the Drugs

Oh wait...I don't do drugs.

What I'm about to confess will probably make some of you moan and groan and possibly end your friendship with me. I've been on the fence for a long time about the legging look. I hated it, then I liked it, then I was unsure and then I decided to go for it.

On Saturday I was out shopping with two lovely ladies: Sarah and Lauren. They don't like the legging look and that's okay, they humoured me anyway. I ended up getting this outfit for around $25. It was a steal, right?

You might as well have thrown dollar bills in the trash can, you say?

Look, I'm okay if you don't like the outfit because I am still not completely sure if I like it. I tested it out on Sunday when I was over at Jazmin's house (Edgar's sister in law). I figure it is appropriate for just hanging out on the weekend and not much more.

Here is a picture of me in my new outfit. Edgar took this blurryish, not so flattering picture...we need to work on his photography skills. Also, I think I need a pair of black leggings. I'm not sure if I am in love with the gray ones. What do you think?

Do you still want to be my friend?

Saturday, May 26, 2007

Wedding Talk and a Meme

You are so lucky. Do you want to know why? Because you get to listen to me talk about wedding stuff for approximately one whole year and maybe even then some. Lucky you.

This weekend we really need to work on setting a date. I totally charted my cycle for the next year because I'll be damned if I have my period on my wedding day. Red is so not my color. There have to be other people who chart their cycle to determine a wedding date, right??? June 7, 2008 is our first choice, but we realize we have to be flexible. May 31 would work too, but Edgar doesn't like the idea of having our wedding on the last day of a month. I reminded him that we did start dating on leap day, which by the way happens again in 2008. He thinks it would be romantic to get married on February 29, but I say VETO to that. I do not want a February wedding, nor do I want to wait another four years to have a real anniversary. I guess to set the date we have to line it up with the church (which we have yet to actually join, although I realize this isn't a necessity) and then figure out where we want the reception to be held and make sure they have the date available. This is the part that worries me most because June wedding in Richmond pretty much sounds to me like it's going to be a huge hassle. Not only that, but last night I started having doubts about getting married in Richmond. Maybe we should get married in my home town instead (Cazenovia, NY). It would be nice and in terms of travelling, the majority of friends and family will have to travel as it is. I'm still leaning toward having it in Richmond, but I can't decide.

I pretty much have settled in my mind who I'd like to have in my bridal party. I've already asked my sister to be the maid of honor and I've asked Audrea (best college friend) to be a bridesmaid. Edgar's sister, Kilsy, will be in it too, although I haven't officially asked her yet. I actually know for sure who I want the other two people to be, but I am also afraid of hurting a couple of people's feelings. I just don't want it to get out of hand so I want to keep it down to 5 people. The people who I am choosing are the people who are closest to me and who I also feel will continue to be a part of my life. There are a couple of people who I'd like to have in the wedding because they mean so much to me, but like I said, I want to limit the number of people. I think I may ask them to do a reading during the ceremony. Also, the poet in me has chosen my bridal party for symbolic reasons. I don't think I will regret my choices.

Okay, enough wedding talk for one day. I promised Carrie and Julie that I would do the memes they tagged me for. Since they are so similar I will combine them into one. Julie's asks that I give 8 random facts/habits about myself and Carrie's asks that I give 6 weird/unique/unusual things about me. Therefore, I'll give 7 weird facts and/or habits about me. I did one like this awhile back. I'm too lazy to go back and see what I've written, so if I tell you something you already know please forgive me. Okay...

1. I have acquired a fear of flying. I'm not sure when exactly it started, but it was sometime within the past couple of years. Flying didn't used to bother me, but now I get really anxious before the flight and during it. Last week there was some turbulence on my flight and my heart was beating so hard I thought it was going to pop out of my chest. The fear makes for a very exhausting day. I wish I could find a way to make it go away. I think it's a control/lack of control issue, but let's not get into that right now.

2. I sucked my thumb until I was 12.

3. I dye my hair and haven't seen its true color (other than the roots) in probably 8 years or so. I generally dye it darker in the winter, but I feel more myself when it's blonde.

4. I hate sleeping naked. I won't do it.

5. When things are messy, I get really irritated.

6. Every now and then I call my mom before I go to work for her fashion advice.

7. I am more comfortable in my skin and at ease and happy with my body now than I have been in years (my body issues started at the beginning of college and have been something I've struggled with for a long time). I still have "fat days" occasionally, but overall, I'm proud of the time I put into working out and keeping my body healthy. I don't irrationally think that I'm fat anymore and I love how my body feels when I am moving or after a work out. It took me a long time to be able to write what I just wrote and actually mean it.

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

I'm Back!

I'm back from my trip! My flight got in last night around 7 pm and I was happy to spend the evening with my fiance. Haha I have a fiance. That's so weird. I don't really like the word fiance so instead I call him my Beyonce. I say things like, "I have to call my Beyonce to check up on it" or "I'm just so crazy in love." Who could resist a bootylicious Beyonce like mine? Yeah, he hates it. He can't stand being called my Beyonce. Well, that's all the more reason to marry me ASAP! Yeah, I'm a total dork, but I never claimed to be cool.

Edgar and our two hairy babies were so happy to see me last night. One of them had a "red rocket" over the excitement, but I won't say who.

My sister's graduation was last Thursday and she is now officially a member of the real world. Welcome to the club, Sara!! After her graduation in Burlington, VT I drove back to Syracuse, NY with my family and I spent a few days with them. On Sunday I spent the afternoon with my best friend from college--her name is Audrea and she is about 6 months pregnant and looks so beautiful and healthy. It was just sooo nice to spend time with someone from my "past." On Monday Mom, Sara and I went to David's Bridal to look at dresses. It was a lot of fun. I didn't find "the one," but I definitely got an idea of what type of dress I might like. Other than that I just hung out and relaxed. It was a great vacation and it came at just the right time work wise. Let's just say, it was a much needed break.

So that's what I've been up to, what about you?

P.S. Julie, I know you tagged me. I'll get to it. No worries!

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

How It All Went Down

Thank you guys so much for joining in and having fun with the "JCrew dress game." Sassy Laurel even went to JCrew to try on the dress and take pictures for a Sass Attack/Good Kind of Dorky joint project. Check it out! It's pretty much the most awesome project ever! I'm talking better than electricity.

Now onto engagement talk. I know I am evil for leaving you in suspense about how Edgar proposed. I know some of you are totally angry grrrr that I didn't e-mail you to tell you cough Isabel cough. Yep, I am pretty evil. Ok, I have to make the story quick because I actually have to leave for the airport in about 30 minutes. I'm going to Vermont for my sister's graduation tomorrow and then driving back with my parents and sister to Syracuse, NY to spend a few days with them at home (Edgar won't be joining me, he'll be here in Richmond working and taking care of the doggies). I'll be flying back to Richmond next Tuesday. My anxities are on overdrive this morning ever since I developed a fear of flying. Anyway, I'll try to post on my little vacation and make sure to catch up on all of your blogs.

Oh, was I stalling again?? Oh yeah, engagement. So Edgar and I spent Saturday down by the James River. They have a canal walk where you can walk along the canal, hence the name, and then it leads into the river. In one part we crossed a bridge over the river and walked down to this area where a bunch of people were swimming and out on the big rocks. I bet we walked for a good 2-3 hours. It was such a nice day. Edgar had made reservations at The Melting Pot for that evening so we went back home to relax and get ready for dinner. I had just got a sweet deal on a dress a few days before so I decided to wear it! I had always wanted to go to The Melting Pot, but had never been so I was really excited. For those of you who don't know, it's a fondue restaurant.

We got to dinner and we had the bread and veggies dipped in cheese, salad and then it was onto the main course. We ordered the fondue fusion--a mix of meat and seafood. It was perfect because I love seafood and Edgar loves meat. The lobster was soooo good. Everything was delicious and perfect and we were having a fun time. After the main course they brought out the dessert foods to dip in a warm melted chocolate and peanut butter mixture. We had a few pieces and I wasn't really paying attention to anything but the chocolate at that point. Dude, it was sooo good. Then Edgar asks, "Do you love me?" I said, "yes of course" (he had been asking me throughout the day if I loved him so I was like, yeah, I love you, get over it). He said, "How much do you love me?" In true dork fashion I stretched out my arms and said "this much." At this point I'm still not paying a lot of attention. I was just being silly. Then he asks, "Is it enough?" and I say "Is it enough?? What do you mean?"

"Is it enough to marry me?" My sweet Edgar was holding the most gorgeous ring ever!

At this point I'm in shock and my vision is blurred because I can't believe this is happening (really, I only had one glass of wine, so it was definitely the shock) I start saying things like "shut up!" and "Are you serious?" I'm freaking out and he is looking at me like, oh my gosh is she going to say anything. I realize he is waiting for my response and I'm like "Oh, YES!!!" Then he tries to put the ring on my hand and I'm still spazing so he had to grab my hand to do it.

It's still sinking in that I'm engaged!! I can't believe it. I'm excited and happy and overwhelmed all at the same time. I already bought two wedding magazines. I'd been waiting my whole life to do that. I could have before, but I didn't want to look like a douche bag. Yeah I talked about my engagement in the same post that I said douche bag. That's just how I roll.

Anyway, I have a plane to catch!!! See you soon!

Sunday, May 13, 2007

Guess What Happened Last Night?!

Saturday, May 12, 2007

More Dress Talk

I'm back from my golf tournament, which went well and was a ton of fun, but as always it was a lot of work. Luckily, if the day after the tournament falls on a Friday, my boss pretty much lets us sleep in and then do whatever. My coworker and I went to the nearby mall to shop for an hour or so before we headed back to Richmond. Score! We were in Macy's and I found a cute, cute dress originally priced around $60, but on sale for $42. While I was paying for it the lady in front of me handed me her coupon (the ones that they have in the newspaper just about everyday) and told me to use it if I wanted, saving me an extra $10! So, I got a dress that I really like for just over $30!! It wasn't any special brand name, but that's okay with me.

I don't generally shop for specific brand names, unless I am looking specifically for a Polo shirt, a Coach bag or anything Vera Bradley. Sure, there are certain favorite stores I shop at like Ann Taylor Loft (love!) or Talbot's (Mom works there and gets a discount--it's a great place to find cute professional wear. Without the discount and Mom picking up the tab, I wouldn't be able to afford it. You also must possess the ability to rock the classic and/or preppy look. Trust me, I have no problem in that department) Enough parethetical statements about me. This blog is starting to sound like the Tyra Banks show.

There is Ralph Lauren and then there is Gap. There is Coach and then there is generic brand of purse from any department store. There is Monique Lhullier and then there is JCrew. You get the point. I occasionally shop JCrew for t-shirts ($10 each at the outlets!) or my annual flip-flop purchase, but as the years go by, their stuff just keeps getting more ridiculously expensive. And let's face it, some of the material is thin and not all that special. In fact, the dress I showed you a few days ago is priced at $495!!! What?! I know a lot of you were as shocked as I was! Since when was JCrew sooo "designer" that they think they can get away with charging $500 for a cotton patchwork dress?? I could see $100 at the very most. And for the record, I don't dislike the colors in the dress, but I would prefer it if it stopped above the knee. The length is just too much. Even if it did fall at the knee, I still don't think I would buy it, even if it were only $50. Miss Sassy Laurel said she saw the dress because she goes to JCrew practically everyday and that if she gets a chance she will try it on and take a picture for all of us to see. That would pretty much be the highlight of the year. Don't let me down, Laurel. Oh yeah, no pressure. :-)

I got to thinking, is there any article of clothing that I would spend $500 on? A wedding dress of course. Maybe, just maybe, if I got out of the non-profit world and into the corporate world, I could see spending that much on a nice suit if I were making 3-5 times more than I am making now. That is not to say that the non-profit world isn't corporatey, because it is. Don't be fooled. Maybe some non-profits aren't, but a lot of them are more corporate than you would think. I know quite a few of my readers know what I am talking about because they live it too, but I digress. Even for a sweet ass suit, $500 is a lot of money to spend. Have you ever spent $500 on an article of clothing? What clothing item would be worth that much to you?

Thursday, May 10, 2007

Waiting...

Y'all I'm sorry I haven't done a follow-up post about the dress yet. And you all have been such diligent pupils! I have a golf tournament today in Newport News that we're hosting. It's about 2 hours away so we're staying overnight. I'll see if the hotel has a computer so I can post tonight, but if not, I'll rant about that dress tomorrow!!

I'm at work right now and about to leave. Talk to you soon! Thanks for hanging in there!

Tuesday, May 08, 2007

Today's Assignment

Without looking at the JCrew website, please tell me how much you think this dress should cost and how much you think it does cost. Keep in mind, the fabic is a mid-weight cotton and again, it is from JCrew. Make your estimated guesses and we will discuss tomorrow.



Class dismissed.

Sunday, May 06, 2007

College Daze

First of all, Carrie, you can't get mad at me for not posting very much last week because I did change my profile picture just so you didn't feel like you needed to shower after reading adult comments next to a picture of a little girl. Now it's the adult me all the way, just how you like it!

Right. So you can't be mad.

Last night I made manicotti for the first time. I'm not very courageous in the kitchen, my friends, but I'm trying to change that. After watching the Rachael Ray True Hollywood Story today I am more inspired than ever to try just a little bit harder. Last weekend I even made crepes for breakfast, so there you go! I'll be the perfect little homemaker/wife/mother before you know it.

I think I just threw up in my mouth a little bit.

Back to the manicotti, which did not induce vomiting. It was actually damn good, even with the fat free mozzarella and low fat ricotta. Of course I had to pair it with a red wine. Merlot to be exact. Mmm merlot. Edgar isn't a big fan of wine, especially not red wine so I was forced to drink it by my lonesome. Between drinking wine and choosing which man of Desperate Housewives I'd like to get to know (biblically), there have been a lot of things that I've been forced into lately. Well one glass of wine led to another and another and yes, then another. I didn't even drink the entire bottle, but I was good n' tipsy anyway. It is actually quite sad to see how much of a light-weight I have become now that I'm not drinking as often as I did in college.
At least in college I drank with other people. Last night I was a one woman show.

How easily I get tipsy makes me feel old. It also reminds me of one of my last nights at college. Finals were over and it was mostly just seniors left on campus. Edgar and I threw a party at our dorm. What a good RA I was! We mostly just hung out on the back porch and got totally wasted with our friends. Once I was sufficiently wasted, I somehow convinced myself that I was going to sleep in a bush that night because college was almost over and I had never passed out drunk and woken up the next day in a bush. I don't know where I got the notion that this was a normal thing to do, although I had heard stories about people passing out in the snow on their way back up the hill from a frat party. I guess I figured waking up in 70 or 80 degree weather in a bush sure beat hypothermia in the snow.

I picked out the bush I planned on sleeping with and made it very known to all around me. I picked out the bush I planned on sleeping with and made it very known to all around me. I get very repetitive when I'm drinking. And annoying. And annoying.

I never ended up sleeping in that bush, but I probably should have for the sake of this story. It still makes me laugh to think about the silly/stupid/unforgettable things we did in college. My sister, Sara, graduates in a couple weeks and when I look at pictures of her partying and acting completely idiotic, it makes me want to tell her not to worry about what's going to happen next. Everything works itself out so just be carefree and live it up with your friends one last time because once you step off that campus with your diploma, it is never going to be the same again. Hold tight to those final days with all you've got. I've been out of college for only three years and I find it astonishing to see how much my life has changed. My life is filled with much joy, but every so often I am overcome with nostalgia--the kind that manifests in physical pain. There are parts of each of our pasts that we'd never wish to relive, but then there are the times that were so good we keep coming back to them. We're never going to get those moments back, but we'll try with all we've got to relive them because we want to have that feeling just one more time. But maybe that's okay. Maybe trying to relive happy moments, however futile it may be, is just part of growing up. Maybe it is what keeps us young at heart.

So if you ever stop by to visit, rest assured that there is a bush with our names on it.