Smug Marrieds

Last Saturday as I was getting ready to walk down the aisle my friends crowded around me smiling, inundating me with love and smiles and a last “single” cup of coffee, and then they did something cruel- they reminded me suddenly that now I was going to be a “smug married.”

I informed them that was impossible, only thirty somethings can be smug married, we have a couple years yet before that happens! I hope to NEVER become one, and can only say, I have respect and liking for both marrieds and singles. I will always remember the disdain at the smug marrieds and how they can treat the less than so. Always, I promise!!!

But God has blessed me. I think for me… I struggle with thinking okay, what next?!? Hopefully not kids right now1, lol. Although I did announce to my mother upon arriving home, there could be a baby in here right now. Needless to say, she had a bit of a moment. Unhappy, she is one of those I am too young to be a grandma types, not the when are you going to pop them out type.

However, since that is hopefully (God willing of course) not the case….I still wonder. I poured a lot into not wasting money, having a nice wedding, and thinking of my next career move. Those things are settled and now I am a married woman. So, thank you Jesus. Married life so far is wonderful. Only one notable argument on the honeymoon and it was the last day, had to happen right???

Any stories….smug married? Inevitable? Not? Fighting? Inevitable? Not?

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A Piece of Our Wedding…

Sorry that we cannot send you any cake, but I thought that since I am so busy running and not being able to sit down and write, I would share a little piece of our wedding with some that we love who are not able to be there. I was driving down the road one day and heard this song. The lyrics, the music, everything reminded me of what God had done for me and Andy, while reminding me He is the only one who saves. I think that Andy and I had our separate experiences of going to God like this- realizing He was going to get us through- and it has made us so much better together. So this will be the song we take our first communion as husband and wife- You Alone by Casting Pearls…

I’ve come to Your throne here so cold and alone
I’m calling on Your name
I lift my hands to the sky open wide and I cry Lord take me away
Take this heavy heart and this weary soul and set them free
Remove myself till there’s nothing left but You alone in me
I’m letting go of all that I know
I’m holding on to You alone
I lay it all down down here at Your feet
I want You alone You alone
If I go to the heavens above Lord I know You are there
If I make my bed in the depths lord I know You are there
If I rise on the wings of the dawn or settle on the far side of the sea
Even still Lord I know You will, You will always be there with me
I’m letting go of all that I know
I’m holding on to You alone
I lay it all down down here at Your feet
I want You alone You alone

Can I get an Amen? :)

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The end of an era

It is spectacuarly crazy that “singlehood” is about to end for me (see above picture, those aren’t just little beads around my neck!). As a woman, marriage was never really a goal for me- thank God. I always said, “oh, by 30…” or “maybe in a couple years.” What that means is, I am actually ready for this because I knew it was time, not because at 14 I made a timeline and it said I would be married by 26 and have kids by 28 (ok, so there was a timeline, but believe me, it was long gone by the time I reached 19).

So…what now? I think it is high time to make a pros and cons list!!!

PROS

  • don’t get hit on by skeezy guys (HELLO- wedding ring)
  • sex
  • have a man to do the multitude of dishes I inevitably use when cooking
  • always a “partner in crime” handy- i.e. someone to get lunch, watch a movie, or TP a house with
  • growing old together (wrinkles for me AND him)
  • McLovin (I don’t even know what that means, just sounds right)
  • some more sex
  • being united with the love of my life
  • did I mention se… oh yeah, I did

CONS

  • get hit on by even skeezier men (HELLO- they’re loving the wedding ring)
  • expected to cook everyday
  • have to get used to someone else’s (besides your own) funky bathroom smell
  • toliet seats- nuff said
  • remembering you always have to consider someone else (even if they are the cutest shoes you have ever seen and you do need a new vacuum)

Obviously, these aren’t so bad, beyond the funky bathroom smell. Am looking forward to someone promising to always love me, my wobbly parts (i.e. butthigh 1.) over the years. Seriously- I thank God for this man and could not be more estatic. He has saved us both and is a HUGE part in these nuptials. Jesus has a way of being amazing when you least expect it. Andy and I met at a bar- him, an addict and a user for years, me, a lost girl looking for approval in ALL the wrong places. Together we grew up, wrestled with God’s hand, and worked our way together again. He is amazing. And a free spirit (obviously).

I just have a couple more days of being the crazy bride to be and then I get to…err, be a wife!

Footnote
1. Butthigh: scary region between butt and thigh that seems to roll together

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I want to be the best person.

Dun dun dundun, dun dun dundun, dun dun dun dundundun, dun dun duuuun

(Yes, this is a bride who had a life sized replica of herself made into a cake…)

I do not want to get sucked into wedding mania.

I do not want to think about every little thing that can go wrong.

I really cannot afford to thank every person helping out in this shin dig, but feel I must.

I really want to properly thank every single individual!

I don’t want to remember myself having any semblance of familiarity with the women on “Bridezillas.”

I want to be the best person, calmest person, most together person, ever seen walking down that aisle.

Finally, I want to love Andy forever. I think I can, I just hope I can do it without all the moodiness of the last couple days.

I want this to end. :( But also, I want to be married. :)

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Weakness

My weakness is procrastination. Now, don’t be caught off guard, I have other weaknesses of course. But this one perhaps annoys me more than any other. Although I say things like “I work better under pressure.” How would I know how I worked without it? That is to to say “I work well under pressure because I force myself into situations where I do not have a choice.”

10 days before your wedding….procrastination = the enemy!!!

Pray for me, I’ll pray for you. What’s your weakness?

*Disclaimer: I will pray for you if you tell me to, even if you do not pray for me! ;)

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Wassup yo

I am not a gangsta. I could never be. I do not have the cool swagger or the smooth vernacular. Sigh. What I can be is grateful though. I just want to say I know now that weddings are stressful, but if I told you how many amazing people were chipping in on this thing, you might fall off your chair. I am not what you would call extra frugal, I like to buy what I need and ocassionally small nice things. But lately, man, I have been learning more about this world and I just can’t do it (waste money). Like JC says, when we die, ain’t none of our possessions going with us (slight paraphrasing of course). So, Andy and I are doing this wedding on a wee budget. As to not totally destroy the trees, we did splurge on recycled invitations and had people RSVP by internet, the rest is DIY. Which I never ever knew meant do it yourself before I became a bride to be and perused upon one too many wedding websites!

I mean, whoah, are you really supposed to remember to wear all that stuff on your body? And who decided a diagram should be made?! Okay, DIY…moving on. So, this week I have arranged our centerpieces which use dry materials and a bit of sparkle. Then I realize like a month ago I was supposed to send out rehearsal dinner invites. Oops. Which my mom is cooking for and she said there will be like 15 people there. I counted today. It’s 28. Oops again. Who thinks of all these things months in advance??? Not I. Any advice for the next two weeks? Come on! I only have 16 days to go! I am sure there is something I am forgetting. But you know what? I am okay with that. This is one woman who is looking forward to the marriage, not the wedding.  :)

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What is happening?!

At 11 o’clock last night Andy and I received the very first RSVPs for our wedding. Which I suppose means it is all real now! I know this means the beginning of more stress, but it also means we are getting married SOON. Which makes me a very happy girl indeed.

Have a funny wedding story? Of yours or just one you have been to? Let us know, I want to prepare!

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French Fried Update 5

Total weight loss goal: 23 lbs.

Pounds lost so far: 16

Pounds to go: 7

I am close, trying not to waiver. It has been hard though. Since the loss of my granddad and having a few days that were gym free subsequently, I have not been putting more into my workouts or always watching what I put in that mouth of mine. But fortunately I think I have developed enough good habits that I am not completely falling back into my old ways, just not caring as much about every little single thing. Maybe that is a good thing. :) Anyway, wedding is in 55 days, so I think I am good on the 7 lbs.! If not, it’s not too huge in the scheme of things. I am marrying the greatest man ever, so life is good.

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Da Da Da Da D Word

This is somewhat of an old writing, about 3 or 4 months, when my parents first decided to divorce. Or rather, when it was revealed to me. But after sitting down for coffee today and hearing someone almost nonchalantly tell a friend that her husband told her on Sunday that it was time for him to move on, and she was not what he wanted, I started pondering, and wondering, just what divorce is, or means, especially in this country. I was saddened as I heard her talk of immediately moving in with a friend and startled by how everyday she seemed to treat the situation. I pray that I and my friends who are embarking on committed, lifelong relationships, may have the faith, patience, and love to see things a little differently. So, here is what I wrote in response to my own experience with divorce, just a few short months ago…

 

I don’t feel like being poetic or having anyone say “Well said Andrea.” What I do feel like doing is driving off into the deep end of the pool and sinking to the bottom until I can escape, air burning in my lungs, and feel something stronger than this. Dream something bigger than this. Hope something greater.

My dad says he used to love my mom, but was never in love with her. My mom says she had always loved my dad, but now she can’t anymore. I always thought that love was simple and that if one person felt in their heart something was right and the other person agreed, then it probably was. Not so says….well…people. I have to believe in love though. I have to give in to my optimism where my love is concerned. Or I will be haunted by things that cannot define but seek to control me for the remainder of this short life.

How though, can persons be so compassionate for the masses and so dispassionate towards those they know personally? How can people love, then hate, and walk away? I have done it myself- one time. And it is an action that never wants repeating, never lacks repulsion in its aftermath, and can create pain for more than only the selfish person who caused it. Sometimes you are lucky and you can come back. Other times you are not.

But say you think you never loved in the first place? Will both parties be better off from one’s decision to walk away. Or will someone always remained scarred. Not only haunted by the things that were said to them, but killed by the oppressive stench, air hanging in the rejection of that person who left and wears a smile, or did not offer remorse, or did not even turn around to glance back in the rearview mirror. How is hope passed down when such pain exists? How do marriages survive when one person always has a problem that seems bigger than themselves? I don’t know, but I have to believe. I have to believe, because I love more than I could have ever imagined. I want greater things for another than I want for myself. And I believe that is possible. And I believe that you don’t have to give up yourself.

I have to believe.
In Love.

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God is mucho good!

Just have to say that I feel very blessed and alive today! I am lucky to be alive, lucky to be able to share with others, and so lucky that I am learning what I am passionate about. Furthermore, my wedding is going to rock. Needed to add on that bit.

While I see the hurt and despair around me, in all its forms and statuses, I trust God that while there might not be a reason for it, and justice is not prevailing in this country, I know people and I am a person that will stand up for what is right, working towards something that will show at least some part of Christ to the world around us. It can be so disconcerting, but there is hope. There is Jesus.

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