So although I feel as if I’ve been farting silk organza for the past six months planning this wedding (not complaining), I’ve really gotten down to it lately. I’m talking about calling/emailing vendors, and anyone who knows me personally knows how much I hate communication. After all, my -1 year anniversary is coming up (August 7), along with my birthday (August 5). To celebrate, I’ve made a Lizt of things I’d like for you to get me:
- Freckleface Strawberry by Julianne Moore
- Fantasia on DVD
- Hello Kitty Appliances
- Finding Nemo on DVD
- Ionic Breeze
- Golden Girls DVDs (not season one, I already have it).
- Kroger gift card.
- I Love Lucy DVDs (not season one)
- Shelving units in very very dark brown (either wall install or bookshelf)
- Nice cookbooks with pictures
- Bathroom scale (that will tell me I’m thin and pretty. I need the validation these days)
- 500 Cupcakes by Fergal Connolly
- Cute Doormat
- Cute watering can
- Cake Decorating supplies
- Latest Lucy Barbie
- Apples to Apples (game)
- Nintendo Wii
- Nintendo DS
- Pizza stone
- Curls Rock hair products by Tigi Catwalk
- Wedding books
- Taboo (game)
- Funky vases
- Cute/funky table lamp
- Uno
- Nonstick fondue pot (as authentic vintage as mine is, it is made out of aluminum, which causes Alzheimer’s (I need all the help I can get) and is difficult for Matthew to wash)
- Hand Mixer
- Filing cabinet
- Birds (not real birds, but anything with birds on it)
- Gift certificate for massage or other spa-ish service
- Good scissors (fabric scissors or other)
- One of those cat clocks with the pendulum tail
Matt is taking me to Holiday World in Santa Claus, Indiana, where I will pretend that I am at Disney World.
When I was 15, my mom took me to Disney World. It was a consolation prize of sorts for her and my dad’s divorce. Best. Vacation. Ever. I’d like to honeymoon there, but Mr. No-Sex-With-Goofy-Watching wishes otherwise.
I hope I’m not on my period for my honeymoon. There’s a way to manipulate your birth control to postpone your period, but it’s not always 100% effective. I just got off of my period. It’s not just blood that comes out of you, you know. It’s also dead pieces of endometrium. Dead chunks of your uterus. Your dead body.
Is that what I’m going to look like when I die? I guess it’s what my uterus is going to look like. In that case, I’m going to have a closed-pelvis funeral.
Dear girls with your cameras (especial Polaroids),
Stop, please. You are not a photographer. You are not deep. You are not an artiste. You are, at the most, slightly cute and tattooed. You bought the Juno soundtrack. Stop taking pictures of things with your giant, out-dated camera and mascara. Thank you.
So in conclusion, I bought a book the other day. It’s called The Personal Organizing Workbook. You know where it is? Under three bills in my magazine bin.
Good God, you are not kidding about the mediocrity of “Girl With a Camera.” I have two or three comments about that. The guy in picture 3 (left to right) from “KKK rally: Sharpsburg” needs to be put out of his misery. And, why are there no black folks protesting the KKK rally? It seems only white, gay, neo-punks have the leisure time to protest the KKK. I repeat, leisure time. Black folks got enough sense not to give the rednecks the attention they want.
Learned something new today. Did not know that period-blood was not blood at all….seems it’s endometrium. Thank you Liz. Though I doubt I will ever get a question about it in Trivial Pursuit, sure is some cool information anyway. I love science.
Listen, though I don’t really know you (vice-versa), if you get me some smashed pennies from Santa Claus Indiana, I will trade you something from your list for them…UNO cards maybe. If you don’t know what smashed pennies are, look up “elongated pennies” on Google.
what the hell you are getting married in 2 days?
where is my effing invite?
so um like i’m not artsy with like my like throw away cam?? haha
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