So I'm up to my neck in "To Do's" and I think I'm really only feeling the rush now. Last week, people would ask me if I'm already nervous and I'm like... "Uhmm. No, why?" Now I get it. And I am not exuberant about my new-found emotion. 20 days to go and everything that RR & I have been working on would be out in the open for everyone to experience -- the blessing of our marriage.

Our boys, meaning groomsmen have all been fitted into their tuxes and that makes me so happy. 10 lbs off my back. And another 10 lbs because all our girls, meaning bridesmaids have their dresses! What's anticlimactic about all these though is that I have yet to have my dress hemmed and bustled. My seamstress found that my dress was too complicated for her to do, after 36 hrs of it hanging in her shop. Hopefully this shop I found, 15 exits away wouldn't back out on me anymore. Otherwise I will be lifting my skirt and dragging my train. So sartorially, I'm not 100% all set.

I'm excited and scared at the same time. I have yet to finalize my wedding flowers, seeing that schedules are always tricky. Also, in 20 days, most of our saved money will be debited from our joint account, gone forever, replaced with, hopefully, memorable services. I need to win in the lottery real soon.

Anyhoo, I've practically booked myself silly for the next few days. Running around town doing last minute stuff. I'd like to think everything is set, but with my flowers and dress still hanging someplace, undone, I don't think I can rest easy just yet. And this is the part I use a cliché... "So much to do, so little time." Only thing I'm looking forward to before THE day is my mom and brother flying in. And it's in exactly 10 days. Wooo!

So here we go.. Clock is ticking!

Because I'm hardly ever patient, I tried to watch Wall-E on the computer. He's so adorable! I want to have one like him here at home. Not because of what he does, but how he is. Soooooo, soooooo cute! Anyway, I just wanted to blog about how whenever he booted or however you may call that, when he wakes up in the morning, that booting sound he has made me think something was wrong with my laptop! I thought my computer malfunctioned and I dunno, rebooted itself in the middle of my computing, this case, watching movie online. Hahaha!

Makes sense. Since Pixar develops it's movies on Macs. Heehee. My life changing gadget! Oh well, have to go finish my movie. I'm sure the mister won't mind me watching it before we actually see it in a theater, but he sure will make fun of my impatience yet again. =D

Why 12? Because we've been officially together for 12 months... and counting.. hehehe..
And well, I don't want to brag (not that much, at least), so I'm stopping at 12. (What can I say, I love the boy!) HAHA!

I love how..

...he lights up when I say "I love you" back.

...he calls me every hour (or 2), just to tell me some random stories or hear my voice or tell me he misses me or remind me how much he loves me. teehee!

...he cooks me breakfast even when he's running late. (He knows how much I hate eating by myself)

...he stops in the middle of a game when I tell him I want to go to bed already.

...he never forgets to put a glass of water on the night stand before bed.

...he makes sure the house is spic and span when I get home, if he gets home before I do.

...he brings me pasalubong!

...he doesn't hover (at least not obviously) when we go shopping. That's his way of telling me to go crazy! Hahaha!

...he's always clutching my hand whenever, wherever we are. Especially when he's driving.

...he lets me control the car stereo's remote. =D

...he goes to errands with me during his days off, when he could just beg off and be lazy all day at home.

...he drives out in the middle of the night to buy me food I'm craving for (NOPE, not pregnant, just extremely spoiled by him)

See why I love him? *wink*
Oh gosh, you have no idea!

Hi!!!

I'm back. After another long break from blogging. If it weren't because of my slipped disc, in fact, I probably wouldn't be able to write anything for another 3 months. My church wedding is coming up. August 28th. Ain't it cool? 08.28.08.

That has kept me busy, plus my change of status not a year ago. It has been a wonderful '07. 'Twas the year I met the guy who would change my life FOREVER. =) So nice to be in love, but nobody said how extraordinary it is to love and truly be loved in return.

So what's been keeping me busy's preparing for our first anniversary-slash-church wedding celebration. I could say I've covered 75% of what should be done with only 3 months to go. Not bad considering I did everything on my own. I love the Internet (thanks Tim Beaners-Lee!). It's funny how until now, I haven't ordered my invitations. I know, I know I have until June to mail them, but June's just 3 weeks away! Next thing I know it's already June and I'm still not expecting a delivery of cardstocks with filigrees and calligraphy. Sigh.

I wanted to order my invitations from the Philippines. I have so much confidence in the creativity of the Pinoys, see. I thought I should just put the entourage together with the program so people can actually put names to faces as they walk down the aisle, instead of doing the usual Pinoy invitation: main invite, entourage page and reception card. So if I'm having a single paged invitation with elaborate ribbon accents and gold strings, I don't think it wise to spend 300Php per ensemble plus international shipping. So scrap that ordering from my beloved PI. =( Besides, it's a lot more practical and convenient to just order them here and online. They'd be here in 2 days! And I could start shipping this week. Nah.

I'm still stumped, though. Too many choices. Grrr. But, I'm not complaining. In fact, I'm having fun! Gives me something to do and be busy for since my hubby won't let me go back to work yet. Thanks to my very nice boss, she understands what it's like to wear a brace all day and the actual discomfort of a scoliosis & a slipped disc.

More updates to follow!

It's such a mess here at work!
The roads are being recemented. Nice if you think about it, because they're not waiting for problems before they address these things, but it's so chaotic! The main gate's closed.. You have to go through the service gates and go all the way around just to get out. It's crazy!

Anyway, it's Friday again and Natalie, Anna and I might hangout after work. My 2 Georgian friends. They're my best workmates! I dunno why but I always find myself in a groupie of 3. Heheheh... No kidding! Odd man out? Nope. Always nice to be with 2 others, that way we don't pair off and eventually go our separate ways breaking up the group in the process.

Going back to the construction around here, it's hecka noisy! All I hear is this beeping sound the trucks and cars make when they're backing up the driveway. I'm at the South wing and that's where the cars are parked today. Hecka messy!!! I hate it when it's this cluttered! Grrrrrrrr..... Hopefully by next week all this hullabaloo's over coz it's really inconvenient and annoying and I just want them to finish things already.

Hopefully.

6 months ago, I met this guy...
6 months ago, I was afloat.. living life as if I'd have a million more days just like that. Same old, same old.
4 months ago, I thought I'd take a demi-risk and figure something out. That did not go so well. Here I am, changing myself from the cautious and proud brat that I've always been into something a little more feeling -- a risk taker. Someone who's not that afraid to take a step in a dark, unfamiliar room and then I end up with a big boo-boo?

Turns out, I was just being prepped for something amazing.

A month ago, I saw this guy again. The same guy I met 6 months ago. Was it the 4th of July??? Coz I swear sparks did fly! Hahah! And since then, life has been throwing me beautiful flowers again. When a door closes, a window definitely opens. I am thankful because when this window opened, I was ready for it. I again took the risk but this time, I so know, with all of my heart that I took the right one. In fact, I don't even think it's a risk anymore. I simply think it's fate. Finally, I get to be that person who finds herself at the right place, at the right time.

Life is great!

John came early today for breakfast. He's to go on a trip with Lisa and his Aunt Hopie. What would I find at the sink after we ate? A bouquet of roses -- in Spring colors of cream and pink. How lovely they were. John said it's from either one of my boyfriends or some secret admirer. Crazy! I put most of them with the Star gazer lilies he gave me last Sunday and the 2 giant roses I got from my Aunt's bouquet. Now the vase is full with blooms of pretty colors. I took 4 from the bunch and put them by the kitchen table, which is kinda like my table here -- I practically do most things on it!

What a pretty present to leave us with. Flowers are always beautiful. Specially when they come from the heart. It makes an ordinary day special... always. =) Thanks to one of my "boyfriends" or "secret admirer". BWAHAHAHAH!

I woke up to a very nice surprise this morning. I called John a few minutes after I woke up, still in bed and in my PJs. He immediately asked if I already stepped out of the house, of course the answer was a NO. It was before 9 on a Sunday, was he crazy? Hahahah.. So he told me to go out the front and call him back after. What would I find? My fave blooms!!! AWWWWWWWWWW......

I never told him I love Star Gazer Lilies but he got me those! So I called him back and grilled him a bit as to how he knew what flowers to get me. Coincidence. Of course he tried to pull my leg at first like he had sources and all that, but knowing me too, he didn't push his luck too far into the conversation, else the nice surprise might turn not so nice anymore.

Happy Sunday! =)

I'm in love.

I've never been a pet-lover. Actually, I'm petrified of all kinds of animals. But I wasn't this loony back then. I remember how I used to pick up stray kittens whenever I'd see one. My mom found it ghastly but she let me be (one of the perks of being an only child -- then). I also, always asked her to buy me those little chicks or ducks sold outside Sto. Domingo whenever we'd go to church or when I'd get picked up from school at St. Mary's. I'd let those little feathered cuties run around the house while the nanny tried to scramble away from them. All I remember is that they wouldn't live long enough to grow their beaks. Heheheh.. I thought then that they really only lived for a week without their parents. Those were the days.

Anyway, I can't really tell for sure when or how or what made me very scared of animals. I've never been bitten or hurt by one. I know the feeling I get somewhere in my throat when I'm around hairy ones, or how gross and monstrous the reptiles look and how slimy and eekie the amphibians seem to the touch. Last Friday though, when we arrived at the salon, I knew it wasn't going to be a fun visit. There was a dog at the entrance.
A Shi Tzu named Coco.

I guess they really smell fear because when we walked towards the shampoo station, so did he. Guess where he sat his little bum? By the foot of the empty seat at the shampooing area. Hateful dog. He just sat there, watching. By the time the main man (Gian Carlo) came out to do his job, I was already seated in front of the huge mirror. The dog came over to his master (GC). Very chic dog with a collar that was "eternally" rhinestoned. Cuteness! Gian Carlo started petting him and I told him I was scared of pets. The dog had really kind eyes and had a disinterested demeanor, except for the fact that he walked to where I was all the time. I tried petting him while GC did. He had really soft hair and he didn't mind me doing so. He was so calm, something most dogs are not blessed with. At least those that I encounter. I just realized I was sitting next to him, rubbing his belly. After a while, he stood up and walked away. The little brat. GC was so amused because I walked around the salon trying to get Coco to stay so I could pet him some more. He did, at his favorite spot, the entrance hall. I again sat there with him and played with his hair. John was on his way but I called him to make sure he would see me with Coco. It's one of his missions to get me to liking pets, dogs specifically. He didn't have to lose a limb on this one. Coco had me wrapped around his hairy paws, and he was enjoying it. Heheheh..

When he got up again and this time, found GC's wife (Coco's adoptive mommy), I had to respect the space he needed. HAHAHAH! Can you believe I'm saying this? I'm giving a dog his space! Loony old me. By the time we were done, Coco was asleep, snuggled by Sharon, GC's wife. I wanted to kiss him goodbye. I kid you not. I actually almost did, all I know is that I'm smitten with Coco.

I will get a shi tzu.