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Going to the chapel and we’re…

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I’m going to be a wife in just a few short days. I can’t believe it! I know, what’s the big deal, right? But it is! It’s the next step in Gene and I’s relationship.. and it is always important when you take the next step. I’m so thankful every day that I have such a wonderful man in my life. He takes care of me like no one else in the world and I feel so grateful for that.

Geniebear, if you’re reading this, I love you so much! I can’t wait to be your wife and the future mommy of our children. I look forward to the journey that we both have ahead of us. Instead of feeling sad about getting older, I feel comforted and have a sense of everything going to be ok. You do this to me. You bring me this calming sense of solitude. Always know that you are loved and cared for because I will always be here for you. Love Forever, Candy.

Memories Recorded

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I’m writing this down so I don’t ever forget it. A little background before I begin: I received my Twitter updates on my cell phone from about 9 PM to 9 AM, otherwise I have it turned off so I don’t get woken up in the middle of the night from all of you crazy night time twitterers.

So I’m sitting at the table at BJ’s Brewhouse restaurant with Gene. My phone makes its little “You’ve got a text message” sound so I go to check it. It’s a Direct Message on Twitter from Gene (the sexy azn boy sitting right next to me at the table, mind you) and it says “I’m gonna marry you soon!”. My heart instantly melted and was sitting under my chair in a nasty hearty-ish puddle. It doesn’t take much with me! So.. the only nice thing to do was send him a Direct Message back that read “Not if I marry you first.”

So that’s my little quip from yesterday. I got my bridal portraits done yesterday afternoon. I was in and out of dress for about 4 hours and I was totally exhausted last night. I’m gonna call the guy around noon today and try to make it over to his place to pick up the CD with all of the pictures on it. Thankfully I had my mom, Layla and Malinda with me so they were able to ease the tension some. I hate being in NORMAL pictures so you can imagine how bad these were.

Last night we headed over to The Conservatory and saw a band that we love play, The Forecast. They put on a good show and I had a great time! I sweat my ass off and sang until my heart was content. While standing there singing and just having so much fun I was thinking about getting old. I don’t know why but that has been on my mind a lot lately. Maybe because I’m about to take the next step into Gene & I’s relationship and that is a pretty grown up thing. But anyway, I was thinking about how I love to go to shows and dance and sing and tap my foot with the base and drums but on the other hand I cannot wait until Gene and I start our own family with babbbbieessss! I want both! And I know it is manageable and it CAN happen, you just have to be smart about it. That is just what whas on my mind throughout the show. How I felt so old standing next to all of those silly teenagers. It was a lot of fun. There is one thing about going to shows… You’re standing in a [sometimes] pretty tight crowd of people, especially if you’re fighting to hold your spot near the stage. These are people you don’t know, never met or even spoken a word to. But regardless, you have ONE thing in common. You love music, you love this band, you love these shows. The last show we went to was Broadway Calls and there was a pretty small crowd. But the love? The passion? It kicked ass out of the show we went to last night, that had a pretty HUGE crowd. I’m not saying The Forecast put on a bad show, I’m just saying that the crowd wasn’t all that great. There was only about 5 of us that I could tell that were really enjoying ourselves and feeling the connection.

So it doesn’t really matter how big or how small the show is. The people who are coming out to see the band are the ones who make the difference. They are the ones who create the atmosphere.

The “Daily” Grind

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I haven’t been feeling like Gene and I have been getting enough time together. We were both sick for a good week to two weeks which yeah we were together a lot but not in very forgiving circumstances. And yeah we live together but it is possible to see someone every single day but not spend good, quality time with them. We’ve been either sick or on the go trying to get Wedding Crap taken care of.

Tonight we are going to go register at Target and then come home and hang out. I’m really looking forward to this! And then of course tomorrow is Valentine’s Day otherwise known as Hallmark’s Number One Profitable Holiday Ever so we will be having a [hopefully] romantic evening together with lots of quality time.

It is just way too easy to get caught up in the every day routine and forget about stopping to actually enjoy some quality time together. Luckily between the two of us we are usually really good at balancing being Best Friends and Love Birds at the same time.

Sew Crazy

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So I really conquered my fear of sewing machines this year. And I can’t even tell you how proud of myself I am. I have always been intimidated by it. I think most of my fear has stemmed from the Sewing Machine Lingo. There are presser foots, bobbins, levers and about a thousand different types of stitches. All of these things are enough to drive a beginner absolutely bonkers! I have never even touched a sewing machine until a couple of weeks ago and now I am hooked.

I made a couple of “stuffed animals” for my first few projects. I also made a draft dodger for the window seal next to my computer that has The Worlds Worst Insulation. It makes a HUGE difference and I am already planning on making a few more for other drafty areas in the house. Our gas bill last month was HORRENDOUS due to the craptastic insulation in this house!

So today I broke out the machine again and I made myself a vintage looking Apron. It is adorable (in my opinion) and I have many ideas for more, sexy aprons in the future! The one thing I’ve found about sewing is that I hate cutting pieces out. I can’t ever get them straight when I use scissors. I like the actual sewing part and the part where you add little do-dads to make it all pretty. The cutting of each piece and measuring? For the birds! So anyway, below is a picture of the apron I made.

Apron

It was a fun little project and now I am ready to tackle more. I need to learn all about “binding” and stuff. I have been wanting to make some purses and coasters but they all use this Mysterious “binding” and I have no idea what they are talking about! I think this week I will have to make a special trip to the fabric store to find out what binding is and get my hands on some.

Well, time to go pick my man up at the airport. He’s flying in this evening and I am so excited to see his beautiful face again. I miss it a lot! It has been at least 5 days since I’ve seen it and I’m ready to see it again. I’m also looking forward to a humongous hug from him. Here are a few of the things I’ve missed most about him:

  • Hugs! He always gives me hugs.
  • Kisses!
  • “Bless You” – every single time I sneeze. Even if I sneeze continuously, averaging 10 per minute, he will say Bless You every single time. He missed about 9 bajillion sneezes while he was gone and those quiet moments between sneezes were hard ones :(
  • Smackin’ My Butt – He does this a lot. It’s a term of endearment, not some pervo-thing. And it doesn’t feel quit right without it!
  • Warm bed at night :(
  • His smile

In case you were wondering

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I am still alive!

We had a wonderful New Years Eve. We rang in the new year with friends and singing and laughter and at least twenty puffs on the good ol’ albuterol. Too much excitement these old lungs, I suppose.

Gene is gone right now. He flew to Colorado to help drive his brother to California. They left this morning sometime around 7 AM and are supposed to arrive at his parent’s house sometime around 4-5 AM. It was an out-of-nowhere trip due to some family problems his brother is having. I would have gone but a plane ticket for myself would probably have been a waste of time. Plus, due to the circumstances, I think just having Gene there is a good thing.

Anyway, regardless of all of the issues, I am missing him terrible. And I use the word terrible VERY strongly. I’ve cried more in the last 24 hours than I have in a long time. Some of it is due to missing him so much and some of it is due to me having to endure things alone that I usually don’t have to. Emma is ill and I had to take her to the vet today, alone. Last night my back was effed up big time and I had to endure that, alone. I banged the CRAP out of my toe this evening and I had to endure that, alone. I woke up this morning to a house full of diarrhea (Emma!) and I had to endure that, alone. It is all tiny, minuscule crap that doesn’t even really matter in the grand scheme of things. But when you are used to having someone by your side ALL OF THE TIME and they are always there, it is such a shock when they are gone.

Gene is not only my fiance but he is also my best friend. I hear women get so excited when their spouses leave to go on business trips or out of town for other reasons and I honestly can’t see myself EVER being like that. I have so much fun with Gene, both as lovers and as friends. We always laugh together and have such a blast. I tell him absolutely everything, whether he wants to hear it or not ;) And gees it is a shock to the system when that one dependent person is gone for a little while!

Needless to say, I want him back right now! He probably isn’t coming back until late Saturday night or Sunday night. Selfishly, I wish he would come back on Saturday night… But I also want him to be able to spend some time with his family while he is there.

Well, better head off to bed. To another cold and lonely night. Oh and I don’t know if I mentioned it or not but I finally broke out my sewing machine and have spent WAY too much money on supplies and fabric.

My Family Is Made Up Of…

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Two dogs and a boy. I guess I should phrase it more like, two kids and a boy. In some people’s eyes, we have the perfect family. One boy and one girl. Except they’re dogs. Which is is usually a better thing, but sometimes not. Last I checked you didn’t have to wipe off a child’s paws every time they came in the house from running around the muddy lawn. But times change and who knows what crazy people are doin’ nowadays. But I’ll go ahead and type up a couple of paragraphs about my little Family I have goin’ on over here.

Cutest Boy EVER!These cute puppy dogs are killin’ me with their adorableness. When they are so tired and lazy around the house, they are at their absolute cutest. Astro is especially cute when he is sleepy. He always curls up or lays in the cutest positions. He doesn’t really snore much or make much noise but he sure does get grumpy when you bother him. If I kiss him on his nose or touch him when it is really late and he is tired, he does this deep growl thing. It’s SO cute. I always pop him on the nose and tell him to stop being such a grouchypantsman. Oh and one reason I always have more pictures of Astro than Emma is because like most Danes, he is a super sluggish guy! He stands “still” a LOT so it is always easy to get good, crisp upload shots.

Emma GirlOn the other hand, Emma is the hardest dog to take pictures of! She is constantly on the move. Constantly turning her head to the left and right. Constantly hearing every tiny little sound and wondering where its coming from. She is most definitely our watch dog. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so protected and loved by a dog than I do by her. She just gives us that feeling that she is always watching out for us. She is a lot more defensive if we’re at the house and people come over or she hears noises outside. She is such a sweet dog and I can’t even begin to describe how smart she is. She definitely knows her stuff!

A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words, Right?Here is a picture in which Gene is trying to ride our dog. I know, I know, it’s horrible. And don’t go getting all crazy on me and shouting ANIMAL ABUSE! at me. He wasn’t actually putting weight on him. Astro wouldn’t allow it anyway. Since Gene has been trying to ride him since he was roughly 4 months old, he has been pretty ANTI-RIDING :P The dog FREAKS out and bucks around like a crazy bull. But sometimes he will just SIT down and I know Astro is laughing deep down. He is like, you stupid guy you can’t ride a SITTING HORSE MUAHAHAHA! Anyway.. So this is Gene, in all of his silly cute boyness. I just want to wrap him up in my arms and hold him SO tight sometimes. I don’t wanna lose him, ever! This guy is my BEST friend.

P.S. I don’t know if I’ll be posting while I’m gone. We’re going to attempt to go to our Family Christmas thing this weekend, which is 3 hours away! And if you’ve seen the news lately, the weather here aint so great. So wish us a safe trip and I’ll post whenever we get back, either Sunday night or Monday sometime.

I’m so in love

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that even sometimes it makes me want to puke :D

I wanted to post something because I changed the main image to be a picture of Gene smooching my cheek on the train in Illinois. I love looking at pictures of us together. They’re always your classic One Persons Arm Stretched Out And Their Face Looking Weird Because They Aren’t Sure If They Are Aiming It Correctly pictures but they usually turn out pretty good :) Best of all, they show our faces and emotions at that very second. And that was such a great week when we were on our trip to Illinois / Chicago Area.

I really love the boy! He is such an awesome friend and I think that is also what attracts me to him so much. And even though I’ve said it a kajillion times, I am going to marry him in April :) I can’t believe it! Only four months away. And we’ll be married. The day before my birthday! We’ll both be 25 when we get married. He turns 25 on April 6th. We marry on April 12th. I turn 26 on April 13th. So sweet :) I’m going to have a “honeymoon day” and birthday at the same time!

Ohmygosh and we might have a baby within’ the next 2-3 years. I can’t believe that!! Eeeeeee. I’m squeeling with excitement. I feel like such a loser!