My Wedding Curse

The biggest challenge I have faced through this whole wedding thing is my dress. It seems to be my curse. I dreaded it worse than anything that I had to do. So, I finally did it, and it has continued to be a problem since then. Ug! I found a beautiful dress. I placed the order. They forgot to order it. I placed the order again. They lost my phone number. I called them, set an appointment, and went in to try on the dress. It was so pretty, but it would have fit Steve lengthwise. Length, not width. Just wanted to make sure you understood that. Anyway, the alteration lady came in and had no time for me and said it couldn't be done. So, I left frustrated to say the least. They called me back because they went to the big-dog alteration lady, and she said she could do it. They altered it. I brought it home and hung it in my closet until two nights ago when I took it to my friends to borrow some jewelry to match it. I took it out of the bag and the beading is coming loose. I am going to take it back and get my money. Then I am going to have to start over, which I can't believe. How can this happen. I need a miracle. Seriously. I feel frozen over it. I wish I had one of those friends that would come over to my house and pull my panicked rear end off the chair and drag me out the door. But life isn't a movie, and so I will proceed. I hope.

Cheap Therapy

Ah, today it is around 90 degrees, and I am lovin' it even though we have no air conditioner in our car or in our house. It is hot, but it is summer and summer brings out the happy hormones in me. Today I am doing laundry, and it is so therapeutic. This is why...

You have to admit. This is a darn cute site. I have been hanging my laundry on the "line," which consists of some string hanging around my backyard. My dryer makes this piercing sound that makes me feel like knives are being methodically drilled into my brain, so I use it as little as possible. Steve tried to fix it, but he needs to try again. I'm just saying.

Anyway, while I was hanging my sons' cute little undies on the line (actually Amanda's are out there too, but it is my goal to continue to live, so I won't post those), I was picking peas from my pea plants, located under the socks. The peas are right next to the raspberries we have been competing for over the past month. And, if you look very closely you will see pumpkins and gourds. Last fall we smashed them out there to see if they would grow. Impressed yet. Well, I am. It is my little accomplishment in my chaotic life of wedding planning.