Well... As some of you know, the dress shopping went very well. VERY WELL!
Steph found a dress in 3. Mine was 5th. But I left and then decided I had to go back, I wanted it, couldn't stop thinking about it!
It was a wonderful weekend, but I am still very glad to be home. The city is so loud, so busy... too many people. I'm not used to people. At all, anymore, really!
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Obviously, I won't be posting pictures of the dress shopping experience simply because of the potential fiance leak factor... Meaning that Chris or Todd might get their hands (eyes?) on them!
Maybe I will blur out everything but the faces, so I can at least show how happy we all were. And it was so much fun!
We went around picking out dresses and just put clips on the hangers, then got shown to our rooms and we met with our individual consultants. It was super fancy, but at the same time, very laid back and relaxing.
My consultant was named Julie, and was wonderful. She was knowledgeable, answered all of my questions, responded to all of my concerns thoughtfully and even suggested I try on styles I outright decided that I did not like, so that I know for sure. (This, of course is after she asked why I didn't want to try on any strapless gowns. I just assumed that a strapless would mean I'd be pulling up the gown all day/night long, and she explained how it would support, and how it should fit. She brought one over that she thought I might like, and I loved it, it was comfortable and glorious, but not right for me. I was still expecting to be too self conscious about my arms and that weird little 'pouch' that magically appears when you put on a strapless dress. And, pending my ability to lose weight/tone before the wedding, I didn't want to be disappointed/unhappy with how I look/feel on my wedding day.)
Either way, the dress I chose suits me perfectly, I think, and considering everyone else's reaction when I was stepped out of the change room…
Well, for a while it was between 2 dresses, until Mel pointed out (THANK YOU!) that the dress I chose only looked second because of the color difference. White made me look washed out, and it was white. Very white. So, I pictured the white dress in the colour of the other one, and couldn't stop thinking about it. So, after we dicided to think about it, I wanted to go back.
And now I can't stop thinking about it. I also have another problem. I share everything with Chris. It's killing me to hold back and not tell him every detail about the dress, show him pictures…
But he's said that he doesn't want to know, see or hear anything about it until The Day.
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It has been very, very windy around here lately, and it seems the planning of my workplace did not take that into consideration. I've been somewhat forced to walk from the office to the bays with my eyes closed.
Something else I re-discovered: a Strong gust of wind can blow your eyelashes around so that they tickle the tops of your eyes. It's kind of cool.
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Warning: Somewhat selfish sounding rant ahead.
After trying to keep our house somewhat reasonably clean, I am looking more and more forward to the days I get off. However, I am feeling stressed, because I know that if I spend all of this weekend cleaning, I won't have fully relaxed, and I can't count on next weekend to catch up on relaxing, because I will be driving 7 hours on Thursday (8th) and another 7 hours on the 11th, in time to go back to work.
The weekend after I have plans to travel to Edmonton to hang out with Jarrod for his birthday for the whole Saturday, even though his birthday isn't actually until the following Friday… I just figured I would leave him his actual birthday so he can go to Cold Lake, or whatever.
So it will most likely be at least 3 weeks before I can have a weekend to myself, at home, doing nothing. So I am afraid I've wasted all of last night, and all day today.
I have been afraid to start cleaning too much, lest I use up all of 'my' time and end up stressed all week.
Chris was supposed to be home tonight after the yard job, and he was going to refuse (it's complicated, but he would have been allowed to) to work on Sunday. So we could spend the day together.
At around 5 p.m. he called to tell me he was about to go out on a coal train, meaning he'd get home around 9 a.m. tomorrow.
Needless to say, I am a little disappointed, but he wasn't feeling well earlier this week and so he took time off, and I expect he's trying to make up the time on this trip (which will definitely do it). I just wanted to spend the weekend with him, and I know he thinks we still can, but with him getting home at 9 a.m. ish, it means he will be sleeping/exhausted tomorrow, and it would be hard for him to have a good day if he tries to stay awake when he should sleep.
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I have plans to upload a bunch of pictures, I've gotten them ready, I just need to sit down and upload them… So they will be uploaded within a reasonable timeframe.
J
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I've finally gotten into contact with the company that owns the bunch of hotels in Jasper that we've been looking at, and it looks like they have no bookings at all for the week we want to get married.
The representative said that the location we want for the ceremony is as good as ours, but that he might have some trouble getting the place we want for our reception, because they advertise it as the lounge for the hotel in the summer months. (I assume it's also the lounge in the winter.) I emailed back that I plan to reserve a block of rooms for all of my guests to reserve if they decide to, and so I hope that that will help sway their decision. If half (?) of the hotel is booked by our guests, there won't be as many complaints about the lounge's inaccessibility.
I hope to meet with them by the 15th, and find out how much of a deposit we'll need to put down.
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4 comments:
Happy I was able to not only be there, but also to help. I can't wait to see you in the un-white version. And to see you this weekend too!
Oops, I'm not anonymous, I'm monarch
Yeah, me, too!
I still can't stop thinking about it. I think it will be on my mind until Chris sees it, I think that's what is bugging me most, that I can't tell him about it!
This weekend is still in the iffy phase, looks like I'll have 2 new tires to replace the ones we didn't replace last year on the car I'll be taking, but if the weather is still as sh!tty as it has been - and if my gut says no - I might not come.
Stopped taking the anxiety meds in May, still dealing with it, though. And driving HWY 16 from Hinton to Edmonton is what is scary. It's a terrible road. Right now, at least.
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