Damned if you do....

I am so sick of fighting over wedding stuff. It doesn't seem to matter what I do, it's wrong. Of course isn't that the way it's supposed to go? Aren't we always supposed to be wrong about wedding stuff. If I don't have an opinion then I'm not helping at all, so she's pissed at me. If I have an opinion and it's not what she wants, I'm wrong, and she's pissed at me. If I have the same opinion as her, then I'm just agreeing so I don't have to participate. See above.

I thought we had decided on Orange and Yellow for colors. That's what I got from our conversations. We are at the store, and get orange and yellow forks and spoons, so I start looking at table cloths. Orange and Yellow of course. All of a sudden it's wrong. The orange and yellow don't match my tux, so we must not be doing it right. I thought that wedding where about the bride and groom, not about what everybody else thought. I like Orange and Yellow, and so does she. So where is the problem?

I wish the day would come already, sooo sick of fight over it. Doesn't seem to matter what we do, we are never done. Seems like every choice we make needs to be changed. Can never leave anything the way we decide the first time.

The deed is done.

We saw 'the lady' today. The deed is done. We made or deposit. The date is set in stone. This was, at least for me, the last step. Now it all feels real. It is finale going to happen. Even if everything else fails to go through, the ceremony will commence. She seemed like a cool lady. Willing to be flexible with what we wanted to do. We have a pamphlet of information to choose from, as well as being able to do our own thing. We've started going over it. Hopefully well get it done and back in. Now one to the invites. Taxes should be here tomorrow, so we should be able to order them. It'll be good. Then I can relax and have fun with it.

Now on to the important part. The food. We think we're gonna BBQ. Mmmmm... BBQ....

Ok, blogger is pissing me off...

I don't know why I can't get blogger to just have the right time. Every time I try to post I have to change the time. I fixed the time zone, so what's the deal?

Starting to feel fat, and lazy. I need to get back to work. Not working all the time is starting to suck . Never realized how much I relied on work to keep me active. All I do is sleep. Of course you have to add into it the fact that I'm broke as all hell. Still haven't managed to get a check from Marvin. Tried calling the unemployment office twice now. Still hasn't solved the problem. Dunno what I can do. I'm gonna have to call them again, We can't live on me not making money.

If this keeps up I'm going to have to call my boss and see about work, or find a new job. Though finding a new job will be hard. We only have one car, and she needs it to work. We'll have to figure something out. Hopefully the taxes get here soon so we can get stuff done. There is so much wedding stuff left to do, and not enough money to do them all. It's starting to get to me. And anybody that knows me well knows it takes a lot to stress me out.

At least the minister will be taken care of. We meet her on Thursday. Jes and Liz offered to pay for it, which is cool. One less thing for us to worry about. Now if I can just get my family on the band wagon. Mom offered to throw a bridal shower, which was cool. Perhaps I can get them to chip in or the food instead. Quite possible, one can only hope.

Blogging for Apples

I wish that I could do something for her. She is so worried about everything. The wedding, rent, all of it. It's all money related, and until we get our taxes in there isn't much that we can do. I just wish there was a way that I could help her. Make her feel like I do, make her believe that everything will be all right.

It's always been one of my biggest down fall, or perhaps assets. I am a huge believer in the concept of fate and destiny. I believe that everything happens for a reason. To such an extent that I seldom worry about thing. This can drive some people to the brink of madness because I appear to really not care. If something is meant to happen it will. If it's not meant to happen, nothing you do will make it happen. This of course is an extreme approach to it. I know that something have to be worked for. After all I spent nearly 7 years working on getting her to marry me.

I just wish I could make her feel better. I would do anything if that where possible.

Long Night

Was a long night last night. Jen was sick, probably from bad KFC. She got up around 2 and started throwing up. I stayed up with her.

It's funny, a few years ago, I would probably have ignore her being sick. I definitely wouldn't have gotten off the computer to check on her. But now, I could stay on the computer while I knew she was ill. I needed to know if she was ok.

She managed to get back to sleep after about an hour. I spent most of the night trying not to move so I didn't wake her. I'm glad that she feels better.

We are going to go looking for wedding cakes today. Maybe we will find a design that we like. Though neither of us likes cake, so I think we won't have too much of a problem picking one out.

So, They have manage to convince me...

Well, they keep telling me that I should have a blog, so I've started one. This will be my first post, and maybe my last. After years of attempting it I've managed to get Jen to marry me. We have started getting things ready. It appears that things are falling into place rather nicely. She has the dress, we picked out the invites, and even found someone to perform a ceremony. Even the honey moon is set.

I can't wait for the big day. The anticipation is driving me nuts. I can only hope we get things done right. I'm worried about it. A lot...

Anyway, I think this is a good first post. Perhaps I'll update it more later.

Hopefully.