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Wednesday, March 18, 2009

One more thing...

To add insult to injury, I came across what would have been the PERFECT venue for our wedding: Ambassador Mansion and Gardens.

The rental fee (starting at $3000) - perfect.


The location (Pasadena) - pretty and close.


The setting (various choices...gardens or interior) - le sigh.



I was so down about it that I emailed Mr. Jessebel the link. He said, "Lets push the date back." Oh, God.

If I had of seen it in January (yes, of this year) we would have switched...GUARANTEED. :( Maybe we could have had a 2 taco ladies, Nigerian and Southern food for our reception.

I'm also hungry.

Excuse me, I think this wedding is seriously starting to get to me.

I've been a bad, bad girl...

I've been careless with this delicate blog...

Yeah, I know. It's been nearly a MONTH(!) since I have updated this blog. It's not do to laziness - I swear. I do have a perfectly good excuse...actually many, many excuses. The biggest one: the wedding is almost 2 months away. My mind is beginning to wander so much that it's causing me headaches. For some unknown reason, I cannot focus. Could it be it that I have finally gotten the rentals squared away...err, sort of?

Or that my dress failed to arrive on the expected date?

Maybe it's the fact I have yet to schedule my hair/MUA trial (or that I have yet to get my hair did...since December)? So not good.

This deliciously sweet dress did not cooperate with boobs, therefore, dashing my plans of wearing it for... my engagement pictures session taking place in 2 weeks?!

Crap. Crap. Crap!

She Hate Me.
I just made 2 girls' (sizes 12 and 14) day.

My plate is starting to get full. This weekend I fly up to NorCal(unless there is another hiccup) to pick up my dress. (I've been checking my flight like a ex-gf on an ex's Facebook/MySpace page hoping and praying that my flight home is light. My dress is a diva that needs her own space.) Next week, I will be dropping bricks as my invitations are scheduled to go out, my first dress fitting is taking place, and I'm taking those pesky pictures.

I kind of want to melt away somewhere.