We're under a month until the wedding. Less than a month!! Holy batman!! And let me tell you, I have been having some niiiiiigghhhhhtmaaaarres. Now, you might think that these dreams would be about past loves, the ones that got away. I have not experienced this. I have, however, dreamed about the band not showing up, and the makeup artist going MIA, and the whole wedding not happening. Ian says these are not nightmares; that there is too much tragedy in the world to call these nightmares. I disagree, I said. They are nightmares.
So help me God, I would accept the rapture, or a tornado blowing me to Oz, AFTER JUNE 25TH. I could go if I had to, but please Lord, don't have made all of this planning in vain.
I thought I had experienced enough nightmares. Today, I saw a nightmare with my eyes:
O.M.G.
O.M.G.
Seriously, THIS hot mess is a nightmare!!!!
♥ V :)
P.S. the only way this could be worse is if they were holding save the date magnets.
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Notes from Planning a Wedding
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"Are we getting each other wedding day presents?"
"I dunno, I think that is for people who didn't spend the night before their wedding in the same room, and they're like, not seeing each other until they take their vows."
"Oh. Well, you know, it's the thought that counts, anyway. I was thinking about getting you a set of pearls from the Shane Co."
"Huh. I was thinking about getting you an inscribed Colts mug that says 'Mr. Awesome.'"
"Wow! That was easy. If it's the thought that counts, then I'm glad we were thinking those things."
"You know we aren't getting those things right?"
"Yeah, I know."
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In preparation for my upcoming nuptials, I scheduled a consultation for some light cosmetic work, involving lasers. I was second guessing myself on the way to this appointment.
Until I had the pleasure of this little exchange.
While checking out with a bridal magazine at my trusty local CVS:
"So, you're getting married? When is the big date?"
"June 25th."
"Do you need a bartender?" (This same man has asked me this on at least three different occasions while checking out with bridal 'zines.)
"Nope, we've got it covered. Thanks for offering."
"So, is this your first marriage?"
(Really?)
"Yes. Yes, it is."
Um, I put the petal to the metal on the way to that appointment.
###
Things we have learned while trying to obtain birth certificates and passports for our honeymoon after our home burning to the ground and losing all identifying documents:
1. You can't actually get a passport after 3 pm, in the city of Westfield. Because at that point in the day, a line could form. (Ian found this out during a very "Meet the Parents" moment i.e. Ben Stiller trying to board his plane. There was in fact, no line, at the time while Ian tried to make said purchase.)
2. You may not apply for a passport with a copy of a birth certificate.
3. There must be space left between your head and the border of the photo used to obtain the passport. That's what I get for wearing this big backcombed mess of hair all over town I suppose. Doh.
4. The city of Indianapolis, the state's capital, no longer allows you to apply for a birth certificate in person. You must go online. The actual office is within walking distance of my work, but you must go online.
5. If you order a birth certificate in the mail, it will take three to four weeks to deliver by snail mail. I somehow did not notice this fine print upon placing this order.
6. I don't have three to four weeks. Upon placing my second order, and paying another $22, and blowing up my drivers license by 200% and lightening it by 2 levels, and uploading the documents, I better get that freagin' thing like, STAT!!!!!! Because at that point, I still have to apply for the passport.
*Sigh.*
Jamaica had better be worth it 'mon.
♥ V :)
###
"Are we getting each other wedding day presents?"
"I dunno, I think that is for people who didn't spend the night before their wedding in the same room, and they're like, not seeing each other until they take their vows."
"Oh. Well, you know, it's the thought that counts, anyway. I was thinking about getting you a set of pearls from the Shane Co."
"Huh. I was thinking about getting you an inscribed Colts mug that says 'Mr. Awesome.'"
"Wow! That was easy. If it's the thought that counts, then I'm glad we were thinking those things."
"You know we aren't getting those things right?"
"Yeah, I know."
###
In preparation for my upcoming nuptials, I scheduled a consultation for some light cosmetic work, involving lasers. I was second guessing myself on the way to this appointment.
Until I had the pleasure of this little exchange.
While checking out with a bridal magazine at my trusty local CVS:
"So, you're getting married? When is the big date?"
"June 25th."
"Do you need a bartender?" (This same man has asked me this on at least three different occasions while checking out with bridal 'zines.)
"Nope, we've got it covered. Thanks for offering."
"So, is this your first marriage?"
(Really?)
"Yes. Yes, it is."
Um, I put the petal to the metal on the way to that appointment.
###
Things we have learned while trying to obtain birth certificates and passports for our honeymoon after our home burning to the ground and losing all identifying documents:
1. You can't actually get a passport after 3 pm, in the city of Westfield. Because at that point in the day, a line could form. (Ian found this out during a very "Meet the Parents" moment i.e. Ben Stiller trying to board his plane. There was in fact, no line, at the time while Ian tried to make said purchase.)
2. You may not apply for a passport with a copy of a birth certificate.
3. There must be space left between your head and the border of the photo used to obtain the passport. That's what I get for wearing this big backcombed mess of hair all over town I suppose. Doh.
4. The city of Indianapolis, the state's capital, no longer allows you to apply for a birth certificate in person. You must go online. The actual office is within walking distance of my work, but you must go online.
5. If you order a birth certificate in the mail, it will take three to four weeks to deliver by snail mail. I somehow did not notice this fine print upon placing this order.
6. I don't have three to four weeks. Upon placing my second order, and paying another $22, and blowing up my drivers license by 200% and lightening it by 2 levels, and uploading the documents, I better get that freagin' thing like, STAT!!!!!! Because at that point, I still have to apply for the passport.
*Sigh.*
Jamaica had better be worth it 'mon.
♥ V :)
###
Monday, May 9, 2011
Our invitation! :)
♥ V :)
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Mother's Day!
Happy Mother's Day everyone!
Lauren and I were treated to brunch by daddy at Lincoln Square...
Mommy had a few glasses of wine on the porch...
Lauren princess sat on her thrown...
We kicked a ball around and played catch, did sidewalk chalk and played babies to our heart's content...
and with my feet in the grass and blue skies above, it was truly a beautiful day.
But then...
there is also another part to this day for me and for many others helping to raise other people's children, because I'm a step parent.
It troubles me that step parenting is such a "grey" area of family life. I went to the Internet to find some inspiration for this post, in the form of quotes, but all that comes up in the search bar is "evil" or "wicked" stepmother. I find that very sad, because blended families are the norm, not the other way around, in today's society. And I know that when I am sitting down with Ian's girls to do crafts, or take them on an adventure, I don't feel evil. Dear God.
Here's me, just being evil...if I truly were a wicked stepmother, I don't think I would allow the children to do crafts with glitter, now would I?
As a woman with a higher level of education, I was statistically more likely to have step children. Those with education beyond a regular college degree are in a category that typically marry men who already have children. Those are the facts. Only 12% of women in America are step mom's, as this probably directly correlates with the education factor.
However, I find myself pretty much in no man's land in my circles. My friends aren't old enough to be divorced and remarried yet (thank goodness for them). So in turn I don't have much support in this area.
Which leads me to Mother's Day. This day is even tougher for women who don't bring children into the marriage, so I am very thankful for my Lauren. I know, obviously, that I am a biological mother to Lauren. Neither of my stepchildren recognized me this year, and 99% of this was because their mothers both did not allow them to be at our house for even one minute, as this is "in the papers." The "papers" if you are not aware, rule your life as a step parent. The "papers" allow them to do this. And I know that the majority of this is because Ian and I are getting married in less than two months. And it is getting real to them, that I'm not going anywhere, and they feel the need to show this force to make themselves feel better.
I don't want this to come off as aggressive or bitter. The whole situation just saddens me. Ian is not divorced. I am not divorced. We never broke vows to anyone to "end up" in this situation. This is just how our lives are and where the road has led us.
I know that it takes a village to raise a family. I know that blood is thicker than water. I wish I could tell these mothers not to be threatened by me. I don't do the things I do for anything in return. I do the things I do because it is the right thing to do, and to support Ian, and because I care about and love his girls. A card would go in the trash, and flowers would die. But it's still not an easy day. That's the thing about holidays, even holidays such as this one. What about people that can't have children? Or haven't gotten pregnant? Or have lost their own mother? My heart goes out to all of us. We're doing the best that we can.
"Speaking from the land of the step parent, I tell you, this business of being evil is hard. It is very hard. Being a step parent is the hardest thing I have ever done. And what rewards there are, are small. No one pats me on the head for having given up the pleasures of endive and champagne and tuna steaks for spaghetti sauce and hamburger. That's what mothers do." ~taken from "The Evil Stepmother," by Maureen F. McHugh
And Audrey, I know that you read this blog! I love you very much! I am so grateful that you are in my life and I wouldn't change anything about our family! I love ALL of my girls, very, very, VERY much.
Love, your wicked stepmother
xoxoxo
♥ V :)
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Pinterest: I pin, I pin, and I pin...
Umm, so I have an OFFICIAL new obsession:
Pinterest!!!
I pin and I pin and I can't get enough. It is therapeutic and soothing and interesting (hence the name Pinterest). I pin every day and night!
Here is my newest board...I have several, but this one is about moi. I hope you enjoy it!
http://pinterest.com/vanessacantwell/me/
Happy pinning!
♥ V :)
Pinterest!!!
I pin and I pin and I can't get enough. It is therapeutic and soothing and interesting (hence the name Pinterest). I pin every day and night!
Here is my newest board...I have several, but this one is about moi. I hope you enjoy it!
http://pinterest.com/vanessacantwell/me/
Happy pinning!
♥ V :)
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