**Wedding Warning**

I'm not sure that most of my friends will believe me (and G certainly won't), but I haven't spent my whole life dreaming about my wedding day. I didn't put a sheet on my head and pretend it was a veil while clutching a bouquet of dandelions. (Really--Tonya, back me up here.) I think that was mostly because I couldn't fathom the idea. It's not that I didn't think I'd ever get married, it just seemed like such a far-off, abstract concept. But when I did think of it, I knew I wanted a very casual cake and champagne reception, I wasn't going to wear my hair up (I wanted to look like I do every day), and I definitely wasn't walking down the aisle to the wedding march.

When it finally started to become real--that G & I really were going to get married and there really was going to be a wedding--I started making up for lost time. I now have every InStyle Weddings and Martha Stewart Weddings from the last year and a half, I check theknot.com and weddingbee.com every day, and I've annoyed my friends and family so much with wedding talk that I'm forced to post warnings of wedding content in my blog. And with all of this research, everything I ever thought I wanted went right out the window: I'm having a formal dinner-party wedding, donning an updo, and humming dum-dum-dah-dum as I walk down the aisle.

Update: I have evidently been out-ed as a LLPoF and/or complete fraud. To which I can only say I don't remember thinking about it and isn't that kind of the same?

Thursday's Random Poll

Second Class Citizen

I used to love Amazon. Free shipping with a $25 purchase, quick shipping, and they sold everything. It was so great...before the days of Amazon Prime. Amazon Prime is a shipping option in which you pay a $79 yearly fee and you get all orders sent via 2-day shipping for free or overnight at a greatly reduced price. I'd decided not to participate since I generally don't need my orders quickly and I'd prefer to save the money. But I swear that Amazon is punishing me for not signing up for Amazon Prime. I ordered 3 items (all listed as in stock and ready to ship) on January 20. Six days ago and they still haven't shipped. I understand that the Prime orders should go out first--they've obviously paid a premium for the privilege and that's fine by me. But I refuse to believe that there are so many Prime orders that they can't get my order out for six days (and counting). Argh.

Take Me Out to the Ballgame

Last night I went to the Giants game. The hot dogs were good, the beer was good, and the Giants won. The only thing missing was Barry "Juicy" Bonds, who was out with a sore heel. I realized on the BART ride home, though, that I will never see another Giants game with Barry because starting next season, the House That Bonds Built will be sans Bonds.

I'm not really disappointed since I was never a Bonds apologist. I don't actually think it's enough that he's the greatest hitter baseball has ever known. He's a rotten teammate, he's ungracious to the media, and he's condescending to the public (did he seriously think we were going to buy that whole flax seed oil business?).

But I can't figure out why I even care about any of that. Certainly he violates what I consider to be the most basic of all principles--be a nice person--but I've certainly come across bigger jerks than Bonds. Besides, I don't even know him. Nevertheless, there's something about the whole mess that really irritates the bejeezus out of me and I'm going to be really happy when he's somebody else's problem and, ultimately, out of the discussion entirely.

Wedding Warning

As you may or may not know, I am getting married next year to my gorgeous and wonderful fiance, G. Consequently, much of my time and attention these days is devoted to The Wedding. Despite my earnest attempts to not annoy the h*ll out of my friends and family, I'm pretty sure they're over this whole Wedding thing and will be abundantly happy when it's over. Nevertheless, it's what's happening with me and there will be much blogging about it. But, as one of my earnest attempts, all wedding related posts will come clearly marked with the above warning so that they may be ignored at will.

Apparently I can't. At some point last year I created a Blogger account so that I could make inane comments on my friend Chris' blog (hackpoll.blogspot.com--check it out!). And that will teach me to be flippant when setting up accounts.


I've decided to start my own blog because I very, very, very much enjoy reading others' blogs and it seemed only fair to return the favor. Unfortunately, I'm completely unconvinced I'll have anything remotely interesting to say. So read at your own risk and if you nod off in the middle, I promise not to be offended.