why i would prefer to live in texas rather than new jersey based entirely on reality television.

first of all i would like to point out that people on reality television from texas are attractive!

the first reality show celeb i was particularly happy to see hailing from our great state- shannon from the inaugural season of 'the bachelor'. was it just me, or was she not awesome!? she had a cute weimaraner and she wasn't taking no crap from nobody. she was a classy gal who wasn't sure about the whole premise of the show and was not sad to see alex go when he chose the easy girl from kansas instead. (shame on you kansas, i thought you had better morals than that)

this brings us to the amazing race. now some of you may remember that my sister and i tried out for this show, made it to the second round of interviews, were not chosen and subsequently no longer can bring ourselves to watch it- but for a season or two i was all over that show. blake and paige from season two were the runner-up arlington natives who were just to cute for their own good. i mean you have to be at least a little mean to win those shows.

kelly clarkson. need i say more? the girl is now the queen of the "angry but thoughtful white girls who sing the verse of the song and kinda scream the chorus" genre. plus she's one of what my husband refers to as "skinny big girls" and she's proud of it!

any fans of the apprentice out there? amy was the best- and represented for texas in a big way. she was the last woman standing on the apprentice's first season and the only remotely racy thing she did was make-out with one of her fellow contestants... and who can blame the girl for wanting a little tongue?

my pride of texans on reality tv did falter quite a bit with the release of "sheer dallas" on TLC. i choose to believe that the people on that show, while they may be representative of dallas, are not representative of texas. i also only saw one episode of the show... so i do not have enough knowledge to speak to the matter properly. i realize this show puts my entire theory into question, but i must press on.

now i would like to take a moment to explain why i chose new jersey as my example of a state i would not want to live in, based entirely on reality television. i will admit upfront that my choices of shows for this section is questionable at best as they are both on MTV. the first being "real life" and the second being "my super sweet sixteen".

last year an episode of real life aired called "i'm in a summer share" all about people who rent houses together on the jersey shore. this was my first real introduction to jersey 'style' (which i put in quotation marks because i do not believe it is actually style-ish).in case you missed this groundbreaking documentary on shore rats, let me catch you up. acrylic nails, big hair, horrible accents, guido beefy guys, etc. all i can say is, "ew."

on to the latest episode of sweet sixteen. this show is horrible and it mainly focuses on brats who are unappreciative and selfish... but man they can throw some great parties! that is, up until last week. this episode featured a girl named "cindy" who is from staten island and lives in jersey. not only was she the usual level of brat/selfish but her party was crap!

yes thats right, i'm basing my desire to not live in new jersey (or staten island for that matter) on a sixteen year old's birthday party. but seriously, you had to see the episode to understand. her party compared to the others on the show is like comparing brie to ez cheese. its just not even a suitable alternative. the horrible accents make the show a bit hard to watch, not to mention the stereotypical overprotective brothers who would apparently rather get tattoos and groom their facial hair than learn proper grammar.


exibit a: a picture from the show of the big brother and the guy who came dressed as "prince charming".


i'll wrap this up by saying, clearly i watch too much television (or at least too much MTV) but i hope you will agree with the following synopsis: people from texas are generally cute and they kick ass on reality tv and accents from new jersey are ick.

disclaimer: for the sake of my argument i would like to admit that i have chosen to disregard jessica and ashlee simpson from this essay and my reasons are two-fold.

1) jessica and nick made a pretty smart move by signing the contract for that show. who cared about them until 'newlyweds' anyway??
2) ashlee simpson is not from texas anymore...at least if its up to me. she is so LA its ridiculous.

anyone want to play 'where's waldo?'

things observed over the course of a weekend at austin city limits:

- sweat... a lot of it
- a man who had actually worked his nipples into the design of a full frontal tatoo
- the decemberists are awesome
- millions of particles of dust dancing to the music
- the temperature gauge actually reaching 108
- a girl in high heels. i swear.
- franz ferdinand makes everyone want to dance around
- a middle aged man with a huge pot belly picking up blunts of smoked joints and trying to light them
- a sorority chick wearing a skirt as a dress...and i know this for a fact because i own the same skirt
- 65,000 people all getting along and enjoying themselves
- only one lead singer from a band actually wipe his sweaty shaggy hair away from his face
- hundreds of people roaming around with bandanas/towels/tshirts over their mouths to avoid inhaling too much dust
- every single band making at least one comment about how hot it is
- the whole crowd laughing while jason mraz played an oasis song
- wearing no shirt versus wearing a shirt makes way more of a difference then i would expect - and now i'm even more jealous of boys with bare chests
- girls spending WAY more time and effort trying to impress boys than necessary. (any girl who would dress up in jeans, cowboy boots, heavy necklaces, makeup or anything of the sort in this type of heat should be considered insane and ill fit to date anyway)
- my husband acting as chauffer like the sweet boy he is
- being in the sun for 6+ hours a day wears me out more than it used to

one hundred and eight degrees in austin today. i was outside for six hours of that. whew!

too tired to type...full review of sunday's experience at acl soon to come!

yesterday at the festival was awesome. the heat gets to you at first, but the breeze keeps your sanity in tact. it was definitely not as hot as last year (thank goodness) but it looks like today might rival those temperatures.

in short:
- the frames were rockin
- death cab was good, but didn't draw me in like i expected
- the walkmen were great- very hip crowd
- firey furnaces i did not enjoy. they kinda yell a lot and i spent most of the concert trying to figure out if the lead singer was a boy or a girl
- jet was awesome. they were so into entertaining, by the end they were dripping with sweat
- bloc party kicks butt. their songs make me want to dance around

commentary on sunday's bands and the choice of attire for college and high school girls soon to come.

i thought i'd take a break from all of this ACL talk to bring you this lovely photo of president bush actually asking condoleezza rice if he could go to the bathroom at a UN summit meeting...just in case you need a good chuckle this friday afternoon.

today's joke brought to you by brenda miele:

brenda: knock knock
mollie: who's there?
brenda: banana
mollie: banana who?
brenda: knock knock
mollie: who's there?
brenda: banana
mollie: banana who??!!
brenda: knock knock
mollie: WHO'S THERE?!
brenda: orange
mollie: orange you glad you didnt say banana?

brenda: orange you glad you didn't sell your ACL ticket???!!!


heehee

its a twister!!

people in austin have gone completely crazy. we aren't even in the real path of hurricane rita and already i hear the grocery stores are sold out of water bottles and batteries. the latest forecast is acutally much more promising!

in middle school there was some form of natural disaster approaching. it was either a hurricane or blizzard or something - i can't remember. what i DO remember is my mom sending my dad to SAM's to stock up on "essentials" and after an hour he came back with the following:

- 5 pound bag of snack size snickers
- 1 carton of assorted Robitussin cough syrups
- 30 cans evaporated milk

so i guess you could say it runs in my family to plan poorly for events like this, but i have every intention of buying a raincoat before i camp out in the mud for 3 days at zilker park. i'll let you know how it goes!

rita and acl are totally in a fight.

i have proof of how much fun i had at my sister's bachelorette party on saturday... a big brown bruise on the front of my hip bone from going down the waterslide head first one too many times.

i was cleaning out my hotmail inbox the other day. (i hardly ever use my hotmail account anymore since it is 90% spam anyway.) i ran across this email i sent to my sister last november after a night out on the town and it had kevin and i both laughing.

From: Mollie Donovan
Sent: Saturday, November 13, 2004 1:07 AM
Subject: yo

its 1am and i just got to kevin's house. i had to pick him up for the night b/c he started making white russians for himself at home at 5:30. (did i tell you about his recent obsession with white russians?)

we went down to fox & hound to meet up with friends and there were all of these columbian guys there who thought kevin was so funny and kept buying him tequila shots. i made the mistake of leaving him with those guys for an hour. who knows how many shots he took...

then we went to halcyon (the coffee shop with the yummy espresso martinis) and hung out on the couches and met up with some other friends of ours. it was a pretty fun night. except of course i was the designated driver and had to finally tell the columbian guys - named juancho and anjelo- to stop buying kevin drinks.

oh my gosh, can i tell you what just happened? i am sitting here emailing you and i hear the microwave start up and shout, 'hey kevin what are you doing?' and then i hear casey eating something. kevin is drunk and has decided that since he's hungry and making himself a quesadilla, that casey must be hungry too and fed him for the third time today. and no, i'm not
kidding.



heehee. it just makes me wonder how many of those silly nights we forget about because there isnt a random email to remind you. i wish i was better at journaling. there is just so much to remember.

ridiculous

have you guys been reading this stuff? so you're telling me if i get an internship at the banana republic, i could put "oversaw sales for a banana republic" on my resume and bush might one day put me in charge of U.S. trade with honduras? sheesh. *rolls eyes, hangs head in shame*

i went home at lunch today and let casey into the backyard. we both laid down on the porch and baked in the sun. the concrete was warmer than the sun for once and it felt so wonderful. the sun behind my eyelids brightened and dimmed with the passing clouds and it seemed like my heartbeat was in perfect synch with the vibrating of the air conditioner.

i could have laid there until the concrete swallowed me whole.

i love austin. kevin and i always laugh about how many people gush about austin whenever we are in dallas and then proceed to complain about living there (helloooo? move!). i know people have all kinds of reasons for staying put wherever they are... jobs, kids, etc... but we sure wish more of our friends who loved austin wanted to live down here with us : )

i'm so proud of austin today. not only has austin given more cash donations to the red cross than any other city in texas (despite that we are a fraction the size of big cities like houston, dallas, san antonio)... but now the community has turned out so many material donations, the city officials are actually asking people to stop giving. check this out!

i thought it was interesting to read what newspapers around the world were reporting about the katrina disaster. here is the link:click here

this morning i made it to the gym for a half-ass effort on the elliptical machines. i still can't run. stupid stress fracture.

after i had my share of pseudo running and cnn hurricane coverage, i headed home. i pulled up to a red light sweaty, tired, and ready for a shower. to the left of me is a homeless man with the requisite cardboard sign.

i have an internal struggle every time am in this situation. if only i had a legitimate distraction...i'm not on the phone... i have no one in the car with me... i have nothing to focus my attention on to act like i don't see him... i am just sitting in my car thinking, 'crap.'

i know enough to not give him any money, so i scan my car for food. my ever-present luna bars are scattered around the car. i scrounge up two and roll down my window. i said, "are you hungry?" holding out the s'more flavored luna bars. he comes to the car and says he isn't hungry and asks what the bars are. i said, "they are chocolate granola bars." he reads the label, says "i don't think i like s'mores, but thanks anyway" and goes back to his post on the road median.

then he comes back toward the car - i'm thinking, maybe he changed his mind. nope. he offers me a pencil. he apparently has a stash of wooden #2 pencils that he uses to thank people...

i politely declined. it was really strange. i guess beggars can be choosers.

i never used to even consider gas prices when taking the familiar trip up i-35. i just did the math and my round trip gas to dallas this weekend is going to cost $80.

so when you take into account i am making five trips to dallas in the next two months, that's $400- IF prices stay where they are today. ouch.

i would like to take this time to welcome my anonymous friend from "morgan keegan & company" who checks this blog more than anyone. even more than my mom.

crazy times around the burpo household (how weird is that to say/write?!)

life has been pretty hectic lately and i have a feeling its still only the calm before the storm. i've been working on throwing the baddest bachelorette party ever for my sister.

well, maybe not the baddest party ever, but the baddest party considering the circumstances. the circumstances being that i'm throwing the party for mostly moms that will probably get pretty drunk off of one glass of champagne.

i'm looking forward to it even more than i thought i would. my sister is the kind of person that is constantly trying to make everyone in her life feel incredibly important. i think its high time everyone made sure she feels that important to them. i'm actually really intimidated by the thought of disappointing her... i sure hope i don't.

i got back from seattle last night and was welcomed by the smothering heat of texas. as soon as i stepped off of the plane my face had a grimace - its just so stinking hot here!!

seattle was fun! the weather was amazing, the city is really cool, and our meetings all went well. i learned my lesson yet again that i should never go out late with my field partners. they can put away some serious alcohol! i was very tired yesterday.

i am definitely looking forward to the weekend - the last relaxing weekend at home before my tour of duty begins. i will be out of town for various weddings and showers four out of the next five weekends. (and 4 out of 5 doctors agree that isnt good for your mental health)

let me preface this post by saying that i have not watched an episode of "saved by the bell" in at least three or four years. i swear.

i was out riding yesterday morning and i met up with some girls to ride the "dam loop" which is a 50-mile ride from downtown out to lake travis and back. it is a beautiful ride. the pain of the ride comes in the hills- one in particular called the "dam hill" that starts at the bottom of the dam and takes me about 10-15 minutes to ride in total.

so as i'm riding up hills like this, i tend to repeat a song chorus or bible verse in my head (and sometimes outloud when i'm not completely out of breath). i'll say the chorus or verse one time while sitting and then one time while standing and on and on until i reach the top of the hill.

as i'm approaching the dam hill yesterday - somehow the chorus to a song from saved by the bell jumped into my head. i rode up this hill singing to myself "put your mind to it, go for it. get down and break a sweat. rock and roll, you aint seen nuthin yet."

its from the episode where kelly, lisa, and jessie decide to create a girls' singing sensation called "hot sundae". (the same episode as the much quoted "i'm so excited! i'm so excited! i'm so.... scared!")

the whole time i was just thinking, "where did THAT come from???"

check it out. i'm 2legit.

i am about to go to an offsite with my team at work. we are leaving momentarily to head to "the main event" to have pizza, play laser tag, and miniature golf.

it all sounds tame and innocent enough, but i am so not in the mood. not only that but i am beginning to lose patience with one of my co-workers and i really might kill her. no really, i might.

so if i call you later today, answer the phone. it very well may be my one phone call from prison - so answer, ok?

luna
Originally uploaded by molliedonovan.

we finally got our team picture taken for the luna bar website - i'll post a link when the austin page goes live : )

now i just wish my foot would heal so i could get out there and run with the team!

ok, i dont want to harp on how poorly dressed people at work are, but i can't help myself. i am certainly thankful for our relaxed dress code around the office, but seriously some people take it a little far.

i just saw a girl in the hall wearing black running shoes (you know the kind that a waiter would wear) with white tube socks. she had on navy leggings and what appeared to be a "scrubs" top. it was printed and cut just like a pair of scrubs.

i swear.

it was a regular saturday morning - i met two gals for a planned 45 mile bike ride. we headed off into the great unknown with a map in my pocket and returned 5 hours later, battered, bleeding, and tired in a stranger's pickup truck.

we were so taken in by the scenery that at about mile 15 we missed our turn and went another 20 miles down a road through the hill country. katie got a flat. it started pouring down rain. the map i drew in ink got wet and bled until it was illegible. casey fell off her bike. we rode farther and farther away from our route.

finally we flagged down a pickup truck to find out where we were. the nice guy (ironically named kevin) let us know that we were indeed only a few short miles from johnson city - yes, thats right, johnson city!

the guy miraculously offered us a ride back to austin and threw our bikes in his truck bed. thank goodness for crew cabs! he was an arborist and he was actually working, so we learned how to properly unload a trailer full of brush, that chickens like to eat other injured chickens, and so much more! : )

thankfully we found a safe way home and had lots of laughs along the way, despite the series of unfortunate events. i just wont be planning any trips out to the hill country again any time soon.

i was making a salad yesterday (my usual lunch) and i pulled the bag of salad out of the fridge. i am lazy and therefore buy pre-packaged salads that come with a little bag of walnuts and cranberries inside to make my life a little bit easier. i opened the salad bag and when i poured it into the bowl - i realized they had accidentally included two of the goodie bags in my salad.

i actually exclaimed "woohoo!!" out loud and then realized i was really glad no one else was around to see that...

my dog has fleas.

no, this isnt the intro to a cheesy country song - its the facts. poor casey is a scratchaholic these days. i had to go buy a bunch of flea medicine and house fogger to get rid of the little bugs. i locked casey in the kitchen while the fogger settled into the rest of the house.

casey + the kitchen = a recipe for disaster.

he ate all of my bananas and opened my boxes of luna bars. kevin and i laughed and laughed imagining casey singing the chorus of gwen stephani's song b-a-n-a-n-a-s while wreaking his havoc.

there is a car dealership in town - champion something... i honestly have no idea what make of car they sell. all i know is, they have a radio commercial in which the jingle is :

who ya gonna call? call champion!

now, i am the first to admit that ghostbusters was a great movie... in 1984. yes, thats right, they are using the over-quoted tagline-slash-theme song from a twenty one year old movie to try and sell cars.

does this seem odd to anyone but me? who exactly is this targeted towards? granted, i remember the name of the dealership due to this ill fitting jingle - but i dont remember anything about their commericals other than the fact that they bug the crap out of me.

i just walked down the hall to the gym and it was the second time in two days that i have seen a girl wearing knee-high black leather boots... at work no less. i'm not even talking about semi-hip stiletto boots - these have both been circa 1998, with chunky heels and all.

could someone send these ladies a memo to let them know that: 1) its summer (in texas) and 2) those boots are ugly.

so the new look for the site is in honor of all of the green things i'm eating. i know its not very 'spicy' or 'hot ta-mollie', but its very representative of my life right now.

i would also like to say that men in suits are HOT. kevin and i went suit shopping for him last night and boy, the instant that jacket goes on, the HOT radar goes off...

kevin fell off the wagon and directly into the nearest taco cabana. sad but true.

me? i'm still trucking along with my new veggie friends...

yum

yum
Originally uploaded by molliedonovan.

my induction into vegan life began bright and early this morning with an 'ultimate meal' smoothie.

it ain't pretty, people. but honestly, even though the first couple of sips tasted like liquified broccoli... after a while it kinda started to taste o.k.

the vegan chronicles**

i headed off to the first meeting of the "beef up your inner vegan" challenge tonight. kevin came with me because he wanted to be supportive - and after hearing the overwhelming benefits - he decided to join me for the next six weeks. we are actually pretty excited about it - we went straight to whole foods and spent a ridiculous amount of money on food that will probably only last us two days.

its interesting what different peoples' reactions have been to hearing that i'm jumping on the vegan wagon - at least temporarily. people can be really defensive of their own way of eating without even realizing what they are defending. but i guess we can all be that way about some things...

in other news, i'm considering buying THIS shirt... as i'm sure it will get some laughs when i'm grumpy from my dairy withdrawl mood swings.

** disclaimer... this post written while enjoying the last wonderful drops of a ben & jerry's chunky monkey pint, effectively ridding my house of the last ounces of dairy. scary thought!! **

what a great weekend - i laughed so hard and had so much fun. it was just great.

we were at the lake with four other couples (when did my life suddenly become noah's ark at events?) and we just had a blast. its really interesting how quickly boys who don't know each other very well can become friends. why arent girls more like that? i so wish they were.

so here's to brittany and jay for having us out to their place! it was wonderful!

binge week...

i have been eating like crazy this week... i've had pizza...twice, nachos...twice, ice cream, and lots of queso. my six week experiment as a vegan starts on monday - i was having such a great time eating to my little heart's content!

then i saw THIS and really meat sounds like about the LAST thing i feel like eating right now.

i guess i can just think of that anytime i start craving dairy or meat... yeah. i think that will definitely do the trick.

well another week is flying by - we are headed to a college friend's lake house tomorrow after work to hang out with the baylor peeps. i'm really excited - its a fun group and i could definitely use a lazy weekend in the sun.

in other news, i got a soccer mom haircut. sad but true... i'll get used to it soon enough but for now i'm going to keep looking in the mirror thinking, 'who is that lady and does she drive a mini van?'

ever since i read "mere christianity", i've been trying to be more mindful of the negative side of pride - and how being prideful can take fun, healthy competition and turn it into something else. i'm trying not to compare myself to others to make me feel good or proud of my accomplishments. (but MAN is that a hard thing to do or what?!)

so in the interest of not putting others down to gauge my own success....

yesterday in the triathlon i kicked last year mollie's ASS!

i did - i trounced her by over 17 minutes. woooo hoooo!!

the race was amazing - apart from feeling awesome and really shocking myself with my finishing time of 2 hours, 38 minutes - i was just so inspired by my teammates. they were so excited and positive throughout the race and they were so proud of one another - it was like a competitive-free zone. i loved the way that felt!

tomorrow is the last day with my team in training team - our race starts at 7am. i have to say that since i joined 'tnt' three years ago, this is absolutely my favorite team i have gotten to work with. everyone is just amazing and it will be a bittersweet thing to finish the race.

wish us luck!

bren and i went to a patty griffin concert last night to celebrate her birthday.

there was a girl there in a blue silk shantung dress. i swear it was a bridesmaids dress... but i digress.

patty just rules. she is so cute and sexy and can sing her little tail off. she has so many good breakup songs. i hope her life hasnt been as sad as those songs make it out to be.

it was definitely an austin moment... standing outside at stubbs, slight smell of bar-b-que in the air, nice chill may breeze blowing through, listening to patty sing backed up by awesome guitars and a rocking accordian. it made me glad to live here.

i'm such a consumer.

why do i love all of the songs from ipod commercials?! i own almost all of them. i find myself rewinding tivo when i see a new one to hear the song they've picked this time.

i'm such a nerd, but i just love this new one. its the new gorillaz song, which makes me feel a little less nerdy b/c i've always thought they were pretty good.

by the way - i'm well aware that pretty much everyone else in the free world is tired of these commercials... '

thoughts on a tuesday:

...always employ the buddy system when shopping at stores such as 'forever 21'

...never eat at restaurants where the chairs have wheels.

take one of these







and one of these





then add a little of this








you get this!









then they get to go do this!

10 things i learned on my honeymoon:

1. the sight of your husband in his wedding ring is one of the sweetest and sexiest things you'll ever see
2. do not wear a white shirt without a bra when in or around a rainforest
3. you probably won't have enough lead-time to wear very many of the cute lingerie items you packed
4. when you're on your honeymoon, you look at every other couple in the airport thinking..."i wonder if they are on their honeymoon too"
5. marry someone who doesnt mind when you want to go do something by yourself, you'll be glad you did
6. jellyfish stings don't hurt nearly as bad if you just ignore them - dont touch them or scratch them!
7. i don't miss television when i'm not around it... so why do i watch it at all?
8. when caught in an unexpected rainstorm in a white shirt with no bra, strategically placed backpack straps can improve the situation
9. running in the jungle by yourself is a little bit scary but very cool
10.listening to the rain in the middle of the night, spooning with the love of your life is pretty much as good as it gets.

yesterday was the best day of my life.

my wedding day was the most exciting, fulfilling, heart-warming, anticipated, life-changing, love filled, wonderful, glorious, memorable, amazing day of my life.

it was every single bit the day i've dreamed of my entire life. kevin and i worked toward that day for eight months, and it was exactly what we were hoping for. today begins the rest of our lives as husband and wife - now the real work begins! we smiled and looked at each other this morning and said, "well, we told everyone yesterday what our marriage is going to be - and now its up to us and God to make sure its exactly that!"

i could really go on and on and on about the day. in fact, i'm going to do just that in my journal so that every moment, every memory, every bit of the past three days will stay with me forever. what a gift this weekend has been.

so what could possibly follow the best day of your life?! well, not the best day of your life! hah. i've been pretty weepy and emotional today and i'm sure there is plenty of that yet to come as well. its a HUGE change and i'm just on the brink of understanding what it all really means for me.

we are off to our honeymoon tomorrow...i am thrilled and cannot wait to continue the celebration!

public service announcement:

despite what all of those skinny brides tell you, you will not necessarily lose weight before your wedding.

you know how they were like, "yeah, its crazy but you just lose a bunch of weight without trying!" and "the pounds just kinda fell off for weeks before the wedding."

they were lying. well, maybe not lying, but they certainly weren't talking about you.

yeah, you know who you are. you were hoping the dress wouldnt be *quite* so tight and you'd lose at least 5 pounds. you were mistaken. you who are now just a slight bit worried about how tight the dress is... yes i'm talking to you!

well on a positive note... maybe i'm not losing weight b/c i'm just really happy! i'm not having a problem eating because i'm not really all that worried about anything. i'm not losing sleep because i know everything will happen exactly as ordained.

heck, look on the bright side, now i won't be one of those 60 year-old ladies who constantly says comments like "do you know how much i weighed at my wedding?! one hundred pounds!" i'll be that crazy old lady that says, "do you know how fast my triathlon was the month after my wedding?!"

hah. lets hope!

compound fractures...

the stress from the past few weeks has been compounding in the last few days. my patience was wearing thin. i was headed for a fracture...or at least a breakdown.

i woke up this morning with a grumble. my alarm startled me out of deep sleep at 7am and i groaned out loud, "its saturday! i don't wanna get up early on saturday anymore!"

i dragged butt out of bed, threw my bike on my car, and grudgingly went down to south austin for triathlon practice. our workout today was a pretty intense hour and a half of cycling followed by a quick jog.

i hammered the crap out of that ride and ran my butt off. i feel like i focused all of that negative energy i've been having and left it all on the road. i feel 100% better than i did yesterday.

only 7 days to go!

i'm not in the best mood ever. see previous post for reference.

i know deep down that next saturday could not be anything but perfect - no matter what happens. i just get a little sink in my heart and pit in my stomach when i think about the possibility of not just sprinkles, but RAIN.

yes, its worthless to even spend time worrying. yes, i know that what is meant to happen that day will indeed happen. yes, i'm being slightly bridezilla-ish. yes, i've prayed about my attitude regarding the subject. and YES, i know i do not want to let anything, even weather, put even the smalled damper on my perspective about my wedding day.

sigh.

bigger sigh.

you know how when you're trying to lose weight, the scale can dictate how you feel about yourself for the day? a mere digital read-out can make you jump up and down squealing or cause you to kick said digital device and grab your 'fat' jeans off the shelf in your closet in dismay...

these days i live and die by accuweather. my moods and my stress level can be easily forecasted based on the current weather predictions for my wedding day.

it all started when some random chick gave me the farmers almanac forecast for april 23rd - 80% chance of rain. i contemplated bitch-slapping her.

so then i started a countdown to the day my precious april 23rd would show up on the accuweather forecast. i even wrote in on my calendar so i wouldn't forget. i did this months ago.

on saturday, the debut of my wedding day on the 15-day forecast, i jumped around cheering "83 and sunn-nny, 83 and sunn-nny!" then by monday, it had petered out to a dismayed, "showers?! how can you go from '83 and sunny' to 'SHOWERS'?!! i understand going from 'mostly cloudy' to 'showers', but how can this be?!!"

accuweather, why do you tease me?

as of today, i'm settling for partly sunny and 72. don't even get me started on how they can drop the temperature 12 degrees in 4 days... how do these people keep their jobs?!!

so think of me tomorrow...the day april 23rd shows up on the weather.com 10-day forecast.

i hope i'm in a good mood tomorrow...

we're in the teens people.

19 and counting...