Scattered Thoughts

My mind is going everywhere today. Things I'm thinking?

* Yea! B is done with his second year of law school. Only one more year to go!

* My ring is pretty. It is, and I guess all this wedding thinking has made me look at it more these days and fall in love with it all over again.

* We need mirrors at the church.

* If I get swine flu, will I be better by the time I get married?

* How serious is B about this "sickness and health" thing?

* Maybe I could call in sick for the next three days and avoid people altogether...

* Only three more batches of biscotti.

* I can't wait for this weekend. Making favors, a little dress shopping, and a lot of packing.

* Wow, I marry B in 9 days. Will one of us have to act grown up from now on?

* Dinner. To pizza, or not to pizza?

* I have 10 of 19 things on my work to do list completed. Three days left. It's been up since April 1.

Grrrr Macy's

Ok, so (for now) the registry is showing. We'll see how that goes. Beyond that though, I'm amazed. Macy's shipped us a present that wasn't for us. It was our china, but not our name on the packing slip inside and we had no idea who the sender was. So Mom tries dealing with Macy's, who basically tells her that there's no way we got the wrong gift, that it's simply impossible. Mom isn't so much worried about it being the wrong gift and trying to return it as she is that it's a switched gift and that somewhere, someone has our gift from a dear friend that will never get a thank you note.

So what does Mom do? Looks up the true recipients number and gives them a buzz. Turns out they do have a gift of ours from a dear family friend of B's. It's the same thing, except that we were shorted a serving bowl. The other girl's Dad tries dealing with Macy's, who eventually says "call it even, we'll send A a serving bowl."

Seriously? How do you ship presents to the wrong place? I used to be a huge Macy's advocate, but with all the trouble we've had with them, I'm amazed they're still thriving in a struggling market.

So it's no biggie to us. All is fine and we know who sent the wayward gift, but still. Macy's, step it up!

Dear Macy's...

Dear Macy's,

Why must you continue to delete my registry? Just a few months ago we went through this charade. You hid my registry from friends in stores and family online until we noticed and corrected the error by calling and spending over an hour on your website. Why must you be so cruel? Hours are important these days. They can be spent hanging out with friends, taking long walks, catching up with sisters, or baking wedding goodies.

And here you've done it again. I've called Wedding Channel customer service, and they don't see that you even exist. So it's you, Macy's Registry, that is the problem. A very nice lady in customer service helped me by resetting the account (again), so kudos for having a friendly team of people, but still, a friendly team of people with poor online infrastructure does not a happy bride make.

People wonder what makes brides turn into bridezillas and I'm confident that, in the end, it's the little things that add up, prompting a huge explosion over the fact that no one thought to provide forks that the guests would need to eat their dinner.

Macy's, please don't be my fork.

Love,
A

Boy in a Bubble... or Bubble Wrap

B doesn't know it yet but I'm going to pack him up like an antique vase for the next 12 days. First off, for his Mom's sake, he's fine. I say that because B is known for somehow finding ways to injure himself during every season, vacation, and commercial break. Ok, so that's not true, but he has injured himself on just about every ski trip his family has taken, making him a perfect expert in the difference between a separated shoulder and a dislocated one.

About a week ago, B was playing basketball when he jammed his thumb pretty good. Not one of those "shake it off and forget about it five minutes later" kind of jams, but one that caused him to bind his thumb in an ace bandage for over a week to keep the swelling, and pain, down.

So it should be no surprise that he called me a few minutes ago after a long run and a nice swim in his complex pool to tell me that, as he was climbing out of the pool, the rung in the metal latter broke at the joint and collapsed, causing him to crack his shin pretty hard on the severed metal piece. He's ok-- just a really bad bruise, but I know it must hurt because a) he called me and b) he has ice on it and has it elevated.

This got me worried, so I got the ok to call my Dad and have the good Dr. call B and check it out. Dad says he's fine, but that he just hit it at the exact spot that probably going to stay tender and painful for a while. Ok, so it's true Dad said that, but what he said first was, "He's going to be fine-- he's not getting out of this that easily!" Love it.

I told B I'm wrapping him in bubble wrap for the next week or so, or at least until he gets himself home. I think the hardest part is being at work and not being able to go take care of him, not that there's much he needs. Still, it helps to have someone else bring you the Arnold Palmer.

Take care of yourself, B! And stay away from the Swine Flu.

Weather Bug

I'll admit it: This morning I caved and checked the forecast for Florence for the first time even though our date isn't quite on the 10-day forecast just yet. Right now it's a little funny. It's suppose to be beautiful today, then rain for the next nine days. Who knows what the weather will bring but after it rained on our engagement pics, the day we picked up the wedding dress, and my bridal portraits, I wouldn't be at all surprised if we had showers on our big day. I was hoping more for "May flowers," but we'll take what we can get!

The crazy thing is, I had no idea that weather.com offered a Month view as well. What does it say? Drum roll please as I switch tabs to look... Hm, well not much helpful. Average high/low? 78/56. Record high/low? 92/42. I guess we'll just wait and see!

13 Days

Good thing 13 is my lucky number, because I'm loving today. I spent the last 48 hours hanging out at a fabulous lake house with a gorgeous view about an hour outside of town with four of my best girlfriends in tow. We were there to celebrate one lucky lady's 25th birthday (welcome to the club!), but really it felt so selfish because we all had such a blast just being away from "it all," as they say, and indulging in a little down time.

Friday night we celebrated the birthday girl with margaritas, taco salads, gifts, and cupcakes topped with Sour Patch Kids, then Saturday we spent most of the daylight hours cruising around on the boat. Like I said, it really was a hardship going away for this birthday!

The weekend was really great for me because we're at a point where the to do list is finite and I could fill all my waking hours with little things (lets be honest-- I really should fold my laundry and put it away), but it's nice to know that I can leave it all for a few days and just enjoy being with friends. Ok, I did put a huge dent in the thank you note list, but when you wake up at 7am on a Saturday, what else is there to do? And besides, I did have a mimosa with me. On second thought, those might be some mighty fun thank you notes to read. :)

Back to work tomorrow. Only 7 business days left in the Birmingham office, so I'm getting down to it this week and knocking a lot of things off the office to do list. The agenda this week? Baked goods for the welcome bags, packing for the honeymoon, and cleaning the apartment. Plenty of time. Ramp those prayers back up for B-- his next final is Thursday, and then he's done with his 2L year! Go honey, go!

Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock

Mom is at Sam's right now buying Cokes and waters for the welcome bags. Suddenly 15 days is feeling like nothing! Two weeks from today, I'll be saying goodbye to my favorite girls post-luncheon and getting ready for a fabulous rehearsal dinner. I can't wait! I'm sneakily excited to get packing for both the wedding week and the honeymoon.

In the next... 11 days, I need to clean the apartment, pack for wedding week, pack for honeymoon, make welcome bag treats, make favors, celebrate a fun birthday weekend out of town, finalize plans with the band, finalize plans with the photographer, write at least 30 (to-date) thank you notes, burn the rehearsal dinner DVD, email the make-up lady, submit our information to the newspaper, see if our video camera works, and work on the rehearsal dinner seating. Funny thing is, that list seems too short now!

More good vibes to B, who should be about 2.5 hours away from finishing his exam.