We're getting married in two days...so I'm a little bit busy. Sorry friends. But I thought I'd check out some funny wedding photos and share them with you. Enjoy!
Only six days left until I get married, a time that I have affectionately named my 'countdown to crinoline'. I've been doing a whole lot of lady stuff lately. I had a wedding shower (with ladies) and a bachelorette (with ladies) and they were all really fun. And now I'm shopping for undergarments and worrying about breakouts and...well, the whole thing sorta makes me feel super self-conscious sometimes. Like I'm 12. And I'm playing Girl Talk with my friends. Who are all far more developed then I am. And I'm trying to sort of tent-out my shirt a little bit so that it doesn't show.
Remember Girl Talk? Good god. What the hell were we thinking? What were our PARENTS thinking? For those of you who don't know, Girl Talk was "the game of truth or dare", and quite frankly, I don't know which was worse.
The dares included:
- Name a boy you'd like to date - Describe the perfect prom dress - Tell each player her best & worst features (!!) - Put an ice cube down your shirt and let it melt.
Failure to attempt a dare results in the player wearing a Zit Sticker for the rest of the game (they were missing). Successful completion of the dare results in points and ultimately in fortune cards in four categories:
- Career - "An interest and a flair for modeling will lead to cover layouts in five major fashion magazines"
- Marriage - "The boy who is last, alphabetically, on the roll call list at school will become your future husband"
- Children - "The total of odd numbers in your phone number indicates how many children you will have"
- Special Moments - "You will decorate your future home using your school colors"
Whew! It was quite the weekend indeed, and it must have been considering that it's TUESDAY and I'm just now mentioning it.
I went to Toronto and had my night with the ladies. That's right, my bachelorette party. It was awesome fun and I danced the night away despite the craziness of wedding planning that is currently coming to a head.
I also received an AWFUL lot of attention that evening while we were out dancing. Perhaps because of the giant veil headpiece I was wearing all night. What a mysterious night, in the way that I've never had so many strange men (and women, for that matter) approach me and ask me direct questions about my relationship status before. When are you getting married? Are you going on a honeymoon? What is your financee like? In your dress long or short? Why are you getting married? Most of the people were really nice and supportive and everything but some of them! Geeeeze! Some of the men were like "WHY?! Then there is one less single woman out there!" Blughghhg. It made me uncomfortable. And so I danced. I danced away all the silliness and basked in the happiness of the love of my friends (who are all very excellent dancers).
In short? I'll dance the "Dance of Joy" with them any day.
Ciaran and I have found ample entertainment watching the YouTube videos of French "athlete", professional imposter and prankster Remi Gaillard. On his website there are all sorts of videos of things like when Remi dresses up as a snail and stops traffic, or dresses up like Mario and races around the city in a go cart (ala Mario Cart) or impersonates soccer, rugby, vollyball players and subsequently meets the president of France or somehow manages to make some crazy (I'm guessing fake) soccer shots around the city in his "Foot" videos.
Anyway, it's hilarious and random and great. At the end of all his videos is the quote, "C'est en faisant n'importe quoi qu'on devient n'importe qui", which translates as "By doing anything, you become anyone."
We were at a friend's place last night and we were talking about the free light that I got as a wedding shower present with my Snuggie blanket, which I've mentioned before. Yes! I had a wedding shower, which was awesome. And YES. I got a Snuggie, which I asked for. Awesome.
Anyway, the light opens up in this real robotic kind of way which my friend Devin said reminded him of Johnny 5 from the movie Short Circuit. And I said I was always creeped out watching that movie during the part where Johnny 5 is like, really into Stephanie (Ally Sheedy) and then I remembered that scene with Johnny 5 and her dancing ala John Travolta Saturday Night Fever-styles and it resulted in my doing a weird robotic dance and singing in a robotic voice "...more than a wo-man..." If you don't know what I'm talking about, the clip is below.
And that was yet another movie that Steve Guttenberg was in and then we started asking the question that I'm SURE has been asked a million times in a millions livingrooms all over the world: What the HELL happened to Steve Guttenberg? He was everywhere at one point! Even on Dancing With the Stars.
In other news...we went down to basic cable on the TV to try and save some money. We now only get 28 channels, HOWEVER I can still see all of the other channels on the Rogers TV menu. This means that I can see all the programs out there that I could be watching if I wasn't so broke/cheap. Thanks Rogers!
In other news...last night I mentioned to Ciaran how it was funny how people will say, "I rock climb" or "I swim" or "I lift weights" but when it comes to yoga, it can't be used as a verb. So one must say "I practice yoga", which makes it sound really pretentious. Ciaran also noted that the word practice makes it sound like it's a musical instrument or something. Like, "I play the yoga."
In other news...is it me, or are snack cakes getting smaller? I know I've discussed the shrinking of sweet treats before on this blog, but this weekend I had a Passion Flakie and it just seemed so...tiny. Perhaps it's because my hands are larger than when I was a child? Or perhaps it's the damn capitalist snack food companies that are shrinking their snack cakes and half filling their bags of chips with air and hoping we won't notice. Hum.