Proof That I Still Live

I still blog.  I promise.  I just don't do it here very often. What? You don't believe me? Well, fine. Click on this, unbelievers.

I'm ashamed of you. ASHAMED.

Somebody got a new haircut....

February First Resolutions

You know something?  New Year's Resolutions are entirely over-rated.  I'm going to lobby for February First Resolutions!

Why, you ask?  Well, it has nothing to do with the fact that December and January were a complete wash for me due to wedding planning and the generally mushy state of my brain caused by engagement-itis.  (It's a real thing.  Look it up on Wikipedia...after I have a chance to write a bogus page about it.)  No, it has nothing to do with that!  *Shifty eyes*  The reasons for the needed change to February First Resolutions are endless:

1)  Who wants to be making big decisions in January?  Need I remind you that it is the worst month ever?  It contains the most depressing day of the year, folks.  Now, I dont know about you, but I don't want to be trying to change my flaws or refraining from eating fried food during the most depressing day of the year.  I want to be sitting in my footie pajamas or Forever Lazy, watching Downton Abbey and crying into my brownie batter.  Save the resolution-making for a different day.  

...That's actually the only reason I have right now.  

So!  In honor of February First Resolution day, I'm going to list a couple:

1) Get married (check)

2) Blog (check)

Excellent!  I'm just cruising through this!  

Well, all that resolutioning tired me out.  Time for some brownie batter.

Oh!  And, just as an update, the wedding was a success and the honeymoon trip was excellent.  Pictures and details will be upcoming...as will a new blog.  Methinks.

Mwah!

I Saw. I Learned. I Blogged.

A few things I've learned over the last few months (in no particular order):

• There are far too many shades of red.  (Cranberry?  Red delicious?  Barn red?  Antique red?  Heirloom red?  ARGH!  Which one do I want?)
• Postponing the inevitable is sometimes really lame.  And prevents you from getting the Twitter name you want.
• Even if the puppy has just barely peed, there is no guarantee that she will not pee all over your Sunday clothes the moment you pick her up.  
• The cure for depression may be this clip right here. 
• The DMV is the government's substitution for cruel and unusual punishment.
• I do not like living out of a suitcase and therefore will never fulfill my dream of being a rock star.  (I also don't drink or party, so I guess that dream was doomed from the get-go.)
• Two people is the perfect number for Disneyland.  You always know who to ride with, you always have someone to talk to, you don't have to worry about keeping a big group together.  Perfect.  The only thing that could improve it is if one of you is in a wheel chair.  (Temporarily, of course.)
• You can judge a bad fruit salad based on the number of honeydew melon and cantaloupe chunks inside said salad.  And the lack of strawberries.
• The Food Network is either my greatest friend or worst enemy.  I can't decide.

And, last but not least:

When planning a wedding, it helps to have a family full of wonderful people who are excited to help.  And who know how to decorate.  And, the best part about wedding planning is when everything is over and done with.  

Mwah.