no more wedding crap

when i was planning the wedding, i couldn't get husband to focus for more than 10 minutes on anything wedding related. but now, that everything has been said and done, this fool wants to watch mutha****ing platinum weddings. last night, a beautiful pink and white italian wedding was featured. thanks, but no thanks. why the hell would i want to watch this crap so that i can re-live all the negative parts of my wedding...like my un-organized, un-cooperative, un-caring bridal party? uggg. i prefer to just look at my own pictures and re-live all the beautiful parts of our day. i'm having wedding withdrawl. leave me alone.

the long and hard sunday

my usual sunday begins with a breakfast (depending on what time i wake up, brunch) at lulu's cafe. after breakfast, we either spend the day at home with friends (whom i can't wait to get back after the bar exam this week!) or at the grove.

this weekend was a little off.

husband and i talked about the possiblity of catching the movie hairspray. he seemed up to it...until we got to the movie theater. while debating between 1408 and hairspray, we asked an usher for their opinion. bad move. the usher told us, "well, if you like phsycological thirllers, 1408 would be you choice. but, if you liked grese (greece? i don't know, john travolta) then you'll like hairspray". apparently, grese (greece?) is a corny musical that husband did not enjoy and he was instantly turned off at the idea of watching hairspray. so hairspray was out. 1408? that was a no too. husband assumed it wouldn't be a good "thriller" if it was rated PG. we waited about 15 minutes in the valet line...for nothing. boo.

from there we stopped at the furniture store to pick out a bedroom set. this was the first time we did home shopping without me ending up with a headache. we closed the deal and went home to see if 300 was playing on "on demand". it wasn't, so we settled for the pursuit of happiness. ugg. this movie annoyed me. i mean, don't get me wrong, it was very touching but i was still annoyed.

i feel as though chris gardner luck had rubbed off on me. after the movie, i realized that i had locked my keys in the car the day before and my husband had already left to go to some kite thing at the beach. he was very annoyed that he had to come back so that i can use his car to get my spare key from my parents. he doesn't like me driving his car and wanted me to come right back, but i didn't. my nephew wanted a pool and his mom was leaving for belize tonight, so i decided to run all my last minute errands before i returned home with his car. bad idea. three targets later and a false alarm for a dead battery later (i left the car in drive) i ended up home two hours later.

i hate when the last part of my sundays are hectic. it makes me feel as though i had no weekend at all. when you have a rough sunday evening, it cancels out all the greatness of the weekend. anyway, i have my bedroom set and boudir teasers to look forward to. gotta think positive.

now, i'm off to print up the invitations for my husband and brother's party this weekend. "i rock my hips, then wave and sip!".

my birthday came early

my birthday came early this year. it isn't a surprise. i usually end up getting christmas and birthday gifts early from husband. husband and i have a problem; we can't contain surprises. we get too excited and can't hold out long enough for the "big day".

please help me welcome the newest addition to my purse family. what makes this purse a little more special than the others is the effort that husband put forth. i can't imagine husband getting up, into his car, driving to rodeo and picking out this gift on his own. aside from letting the cat out of the bag 1.5 days early, he really did a great job and gets an A+ for effort.

now, for his birthday surprise. i've been working on his gift for about 2-3 months now. hints include: a boxing legand, the most fabulous photgrapher in the continental unites states, and me. i really wanted to hold out on this one, but i gave him just one small hint and he figured it all out. boo. the only reason why i am not 100% disappointed is because he told me that it is the best gift he's ever had and that he can't believe i thought it through. as a bonous, i let him take a little part in the planning which he enjoyed.

taliban turns three

today begins the birthday roll in the family. today is my nephew's, birthday. tomorrow is my aunt's and saturday is mines! but today is all about my -now- three year old nephew.

although he is bad (so bad that his nickname is taliban), i miss him so much. the last time i saw him was during the easter holiday when my husband (then fiance) and friends went down for a visit.

taliban loves husband with all his little heart. husband is a notorious briber. husband bribes everyone, including myself. we went down to belize with a full sized suitcase filled with some of taliban's favorite snacks and a super sized bag of suckers. every time we left our room, husband made sure to fill his cargo pant pocket full of suckers for the children. after a few days, taliban got used to husband reaching into his pocket for a sucker. so used to it, that his two year old logic lead him to believe that all spanish men who wore cargo pants had suckers in their pockets. one evening, a cargo pant sporting man was walking down the sidewalk infront of our house. taliban leaped off of the patio, ran towards the unsuspecting man and tugged on his pocket. cute. no. bad. but i love his little bad ass.

i really wish that i could have been there to celebrate his birthday with him. rumor has it that our grandmother was planning a birthday party for him in the city, but he refuses to leave placencia. haha, taliban is a real bush boy! everyone is coaxing him to go up to the city for his little party. he has made it clear, "me no wan go da de city! me no wan cake! me no wan birthday! i wan stay right here da placencia!"

happy birthday to my bush boy!

here i am

so, after a long time of saying i would, i finally have. welcome to my little space in the world of blogging. i doubt that anybody will ready this thing. my original blog was quite entertaining. it served a purpose. family and friends wanted to know where i was, what i did, what i saw and view pictures of my adventure. but now, who wants to read about the perils of married life, purchasing appliances and new furniture? yes, i imagine that this blog will be quite different. or will it be?