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monkeybobert's wedding was lovely and sweet, and she looked amazing and I kind of looked a bit Mad Men-esque with poofy fancy hair that somehow survived the completely insane wind that made all of our outside pictures...interesting. And I finally figured out what to say.
Saturday night I faced one of my biggest fears when I got magically sick from something (probably some strange perfect storm combination of wedding food, more red wine than I usually drink, stress, and earlier in the week stomach evils) and survived. You may laugh, but seriously, I have spent at least 20 years being afraid that the culmination of nausea would somehow negate the entirety of my life prior to that point. Which it apparently didn't, although it was still somewhat psychologically scarring. My mom was all "Look, you didn't die! :D" And I am staying away from red wine and wedding buffets from now on.
And now, after a month of moving my store and working all the time, having guests, and doing wedding things, my life returns to relative normal, and I actually don't have anything I really need to do. Uh, except STBB. >.> Yeah.
Anyway, I have a backlog of delicious memes that I've been wanting to do, so MEMETIME STARTS NOW GO.
Fromrobley:
Comment to this entry and I'll give you a letter. List ten things, people, places, beings, thoughts, feelings, that you love that begin with that letter and then post that list on your journal.
( W is for... )
And finally, the coffee shop upstairs has the very best early gray/London fog tea lattes I've ever had. I am drinking one right now out of my Charlotte tumber and it is fantastic. So now every morning starts like this:
...except that they're really nice and they like me, so they will take all my money, but I won't tell them to shut up.
monkeybobert's wedding was lovely and sweet, and she looked amazing and I kind of looked a bit Mad Men-esque with poofy fancy hair that somehow survived the completely insane wind that made all of our outside pictures...interesting. And I finally figured out what to say. Saturday night I faced one of my biggest fears when I got magically sick from something (probably some strange perfect storm combination of wedding food, more red wine than I usually drink, stress, and earlier in the week stomach evils) and survived. You may laugh, but seriously, I have spent at least 20 years being afraid that the culmination of nausea would somehow negate the entirety of my life prior to that point. Which it apparently didn't, although it was still somewhat psychologically scarring. My mom was all "Look, you didn't die! :D" And I am staying away from red wine and wedding buffets from now on.
And now, after a month of moving my store and working all the time, having guests, and doing wedding things, my life returns to relative normal, and I actually don't have anything I really need to do. Uh, except STBB. >.> Yeah.
Anyway, I have a backlog of delicious memes that I've been wanting to do, so MEMETIME STARTS NOW GO.
From
robley:Comment to this entry and I'll give you a letter. List ten things, people, places, beings, thoughts, feelings, that you love that begin with that letter and then post that list on your journal.
( W is for... )
And finally, the coffee shop upstairs has the very best early gray/London fog tea lattes I've ever had. I am drinking one right now out of my Charlotte tumber and it is fantastic. So now every morning starts like this:
...except that they're really nice and they like me, so they will take all my money, but I won't tell them to shut up.
