Dear Royal Wedding Haters...

For the royal wedding haters out there - if you're an American hater who's all "What's the big deal, who cares, why is everyone so obsessed with this??" then shush. Do you realize that we have no equivalent? No future king to marry a future queen? Our presidents are almost always married by the time they get to the White House (I'm not looking this up, just assuming there were a few who did get married after), and that's the highest ranking person we've got. America was started by a bunch of English settlers, so therefore we have every right to at least be excited for our cousin England's future king and queen. It's the closest we've got. And no, please don't dispute my history lesson on how America was started. I'm trying to be as vague as possible so you don't realize how much I didn't pay attention in history class.

Now that we've settled that, also think about how many royal weddings our cousin across the pond will have in our lifetime. Well, royal weddings of a future king or queen. Sorry Prince Harry, you don't count. Yeah, that's right, 1 MAYBE 2 in our lifetime. So those who wonder why it's so big - that's why! This could be a once in a lifetime thing! Think about it.

Ok just one more point - it's like every little girl's DREAM to become a princess!! Just like little boys always want to be... what do they want that's the equivalent? Hm. Well, whatever, I guess men just won't get it, but it's every little girl's dream to become a princess. We dress up like them when we're younger. We dream about marrying Prince William when we're teenagers. We grew up with Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, and Snow White for Christ's sake. Disney basically plants it into every little girl's head that you, too can be a princess someday! Maybe you'll be scrubbing the floors of a palace and a Prince Charming will notice you and immediately fall in love with you and find your glass slipper and then marry you. So THIS is every girl's dream. We watched a non princess become a princess (I won't say commoner because Brits get mad since she's not a commoner). We had to live vicariously through her. Her and her prince and her horse and carriage. All in all, it's just a little fun, so let us have it! :)

Even Google is joining in the fun.


I get that people across the pond are more focused on how much everything costs because it's their country's money and their tax money. I'm talking American haters here. I'm not getting involved in a serious discussion involving England's economics.
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I woke up like a kid on Christmas. Ok, an older kid on Christmas, because I didn't set my alarm any earlier or anything, but as soon as I opened my eyes I was like OMIGOD. Reached for my phone (thank god for smart phones), checked out CNN, People.com and Perez Hilton. I had to see the dress. And the hats. There were so many bloody hats I don't even know where to start.

Some were hideous:via The Washington Post
I mean, what was the guy in the red coat thinking??

Not very many were green. What's up with that??? Guess I would've been unique if I went. You know, had I not been busy... I think I'll do a hat roundup post next week. Too much else going on in this one.

The dress was BEAUTIFUL.

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via BBC

I personally couldn't wear a long-sleeved dress because I am always 10 degrees hotter than everyone else in the room. I tried on my mom's long-sleeved dress and had to nix it. I just couldn't. I was sweating and it wasn't even my wedding day yet! Anyway, I LOVED Catherine's. So pretty. So classic. Which is what I guess she was going for. Not gonna lie, I think I expected her to be majorly done up - ridiculous amounts of bling and all that - but now that I think about it, she did it right. She's now a princess, these pictures are going to be plastered across every form of media in the world, and will appear on 8 million different pieces of commemorative crap*. She has to look classic and timeless, and she did. What if she tried to pull off some fashionable dress and the world made fun of her? Much more pressure than being able to try something a little different in front of your friends and family.

-C
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*I totally have commemorative items, thanks to my in-laws and Tim's aunt Alice! I've got tea cups, tea towels, a magnet, and even a travel bag. Love it!! Big thank you to them!

PS The royal wedding donut from Dunkin Donuts is delish. It has absolutely nothing to do with the royal wedding other than the name, but I had to get one. Again, how often is there a royal wedding, and a royal wedding donut, in our lifetime?? :)

I Was Obviously Too Busy To Attend The Royal Wedding

I've been telling my ENGLISH HUSBAND for months that I'm anxiously awaiting the arrival of our invite to the royal wedding. I mean, he's ENGLISH. Automatic invite, no?? Whatever. Obviously our invite got lost in the mail. And then his parents decided to come visit us during the royal wedding, so we were BUSY ANYWAY MR. FUTURE KING OF ENGLAND. So there. We wouldn't have come to your stupid royal wedding anyway. (Yes we would. And by "we" I mean me.)

Sigh.

As you probably already know, I have a super love for fancy hats. Remember my bridal shower with fancy hats? I wish that could be every day of my life.

Why do English people get to wear hats to things?? How come Americans can't do that? I'm now half-English, right? So that means I can wear hats all the time, right?

I thought I'd play around a little and think about what I would have worn to the royal wedding. You know, had I not been busy. And no, I'm not talking about full outfits. Obviously the hat is the most important thing to wear to an English wedding, especially the ROYAL wedding. Duh.

SJP Rocked a cool one (love SJP!)
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A little lampshade-esque, but hey, when in Rome.
Via Google Image SearchThese next two are my favorites. Definitely would wear either one.
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LOVE!
I hope the Queen rocks one of these.
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Ok, this is where the line is drawn.
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I think I really need to get into the Kentucky Derby and either go or have a derby party. In case you don't know what that means (like those across the pond), here's a quick explanation from the Kentucky Derby Wikipedia page "Women appear in fine outfits lavishly accessorized with large, elaborate hats." Like so:

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This would be my derby hat. In all seriousness.
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Am I the only one who can't wait to see the hats tomorrow?? Ok, sure, the dress, too. But definitely the hats.

-C
xxx

Discussion - Holiday Weddings

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Sorry for giving away your wedding dress before the big day, Bonnie...

My friend Bonnie is getting married on Memorial Day Weekend. I don't mind. It actually gives me an extra day to travel since it's a national holiday.

My friend Lela got married 4th of July weekend. Same thing. Didn't mind. Extra travel time. Plus, she's Canadian so she can get away with getting married on America's Independence Day. Lol.

I bring it up because there are some people that just aren't cool with it. I don't know whether I feel one way or the other about it, to be honest. "It" being getting married on a national holiday or holiday weekend. Some people do the same thing every year on certain days. For example, my family has our family reunion every year on the 4th of July weekend. I don't go every year, but some in my family do, and it may be a hard decision for them to make if they knew someone getting married that weekend. Personally, I guess I've realized that I don't really do the same thing on holidays every year, so I haven't had the experience of making a decision like that. (If I get invited to a wedding on Christmas, I may need to revisit this topic.)

Do I think people should take holidays into consideration when planning their wedding? Absolutely. I would certainly advise people to take into consideration that some people do have annual plans, and some people make holiday vacation plans well in advance as well. If the bride and groom decide to have it on a holiday weekend, that's their prerogative. They may have less people come because of it, or, depending on where it is, they may even have more people come because of it! The flip side is that some people think of it as having an extra day to travel, or an opportunity to make a vacation out of it.

Like I said, not really taking sides, just a topic that seems to come up from time to time. Would you have your wedding on a holiday weekend? Would you not go to a friend's if it was on a holiday weekend?

I don't think I shared with you guys my holiday planning story yet. I planned my wedding on Yom Kippur. One of the, if not THE, most important Jewish holidays. Yeah. I have some Jewish friends... but the main issue was that my boss, the woman we asked to get officiated and actually marry us, is Jewish. So yeah. And of course she's the one who discovered it. She actually said, "You didn't plan your wedding on Yom Kippur or anything, right?" That was a major facepalm. Maybe even facedesk or facewall. I plan events and programs at work, and know to always check a couple calendars - a regular calendar for any major holidays, the firm's calendar for conflicts, and the JEWISH HOLIDAY CALENDAR. So, yeah, needless to say, I should have known better. It all worked out in the end - we had rehearsal the night before prior to sunset, and the wedding started at sunset the next day (Yom Kippur goes from sunset to sunset), but still. All could have been avoided if I had just checked a damn calendar. That's right, I didn't even check a regular calendar, which also would have had Yom Kippur on it. I was like "Yay! September 18th! Nothing happens that day!"

Anyway, my point is if you're planning a wedding (or anything really), just check a calendar. If you want to have a holiday wedding then do it, but know that some people may not be able to come, and some may not be happy about it but will come. And, most importantly, if you want to have someone officiate at your wedding, make sure there's not a super important holiday in their religion on that day.


-C
xxx

No More Boxes

It's been a little hectic 'round these parts lately, trying to get ready for the in-laws coming to visit! They get in tomorrow night and they'll be here for 10 days! Tim's really happy for two reasons - 1. he hasn't seen his parents since our wedding in September 2. this has forced me to finally get the house in order after living there a mere 9 months. We finally don't have boxes in our hallway! Yay! Actually, not gonna lie, it feels a little weird not having to walk on one side of the hallway to avoid them anymore. I know I've said before that we've gotten rid of the boxes, but they keep coming back, what with bringing things back from my Grandude's house, and bringing wedding stuff back from my mom's and all. But I had a cutoff. All he really wanted me to do before his parents got here was clear that dang hallway. And now we have a real, live guest bedroom (which for a long time was just a mattress on the floor and boxes on top). We even test drove it with our friends Cassie and Stevvy. I made them fill out a questionnaire when they left.

Ok not really, but I 20 questioned her about it. How comfortable was it? Be honest. Is there anything else you wish was in the room that wasn't? TELL THE TRUTH. But I got nothing other than her saying it was fine. So either it's fine, or she's just being nice. Fingers crossed it's the former.

Anyhoo - our house is the cleanest and most organized it's been since I've lived there, and probably the cleanest and most organized it will ever be (PS we rent and hopefully will only be here for another year and 3 months). It's weird to not have to step over things or have that box that was pretty much permanently in the corner. I'm like awww box, where did you go? And Tim thinks I'm nutso.

I have this problem where I feel like everything has to be perfect. Of course it won't be. Nothing's perfect. But I still have this problem where I focus on the stupidest little things that no guest would ever notice. And yet... it's almost enjoyable? What? I'm starting to think maybe I should run a B&B or something.

But anyway, BEEP BEEP I'm tooting my own horn and patting myself on the back for getting all this crap finally done! I am very proud of me. I wish I could give me a medal. A glass of wine will do.

-C
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Our New Addition

Fresh off the heels of my "no babies here" post, guess what. We have a new addition! Yup, a furry little baby has joined the family. As Tim puts it, his "son". Yes, he will kill me for writing about all the cutesy things he does with our new furry baby on my blog for all to see. But you know what? He's admitted to me that he doesn't read my blog anymore, so that sounds like an open invitation to me! Plus, I'll know who tells him about it if he does find out (here's looking at you, Susie and Alice)! :) Haha.

After we lost my little love Scooter, I knew I wanted to get another guinea pig for a couple reasons.

1 - I am such a sucker an animal lover. Honestly? If I lived alone, I'd probably have like 10 guinea pigs. Tim has limited me to 2. There are so many out there without homes it's not even funny. No one ever thinks of guinea pigs that way, but it's true. You know what? There's a guinea pig rescue in our area (Have-a-Heart Guinea Pig Rescue). "There's such a thing as a guinea pig rescue??" Same reaction I get every time I tell people about it. I have been to this rescue (it's in Burlington, NJ). It's where I got PC, the other guinea pig I have, 3 years ago. Basically it is this woman's house with tons of guinea pigs (and other animals), and she also has guinea pig foster homes she has to house them at when her own house gets too full. My point is that just like cats and dogs, there are guinea pigs out there also without homes and a cage of their own and love from a family. So I knew when we lost Scooter I wanted to help another homeless GP.

2 - Guinea pigs are social animals. They like to have companions (companions they get along with, of course). PC definitely seemed lonely after Scooter died. I felt bad leaving him home alone during the day, or turning the lights out on him at night. He had always had his big brother right there with him during those times. So I knew I wanted to try to find PC a friend.

Some people don't like to get another animal when they lose one they loved so much. I am not trying to replace Scooter. Trust me, he could never be replaced. But it does fill in the hole in your heart just a little bit, and perhaps it distracts you from the pain you feel. And it's providing a home for an animal that didn't have one.

So I was all set to hit up the guinea pig rescue this weekend. I had been emailing with a foster home and the rescue. Then I get an email from Amanda:

So I went to the dr today and I overhear this woman talking about how she got her kids a guinea pig and as it turns out her husband is really allergic to it. Its name is Arnold, or "little fella". He is 2 1/2 months old. Her name is Debbie. Here is her number.

Heart... strings.... tugging. I thought I must've told her about my plans to go to the rescue, but apparently I didn't. I'm just the guinea pig lady (totally fine with me). I called the woman, explained to her that I was interested, but that we needed to do a meet and greet to make sure they weren't going to fight or anything (sometimes they can get violent, and that's not a good match). I told her if it didn't work out I would be happy to take little fella to the guinea pig rescue. She was so grateful. Turns out there was even more to the story.

A man walked into a 7-11 holding up a guinea pig and asked if anyone wanted it. Poor little guy! Debbie happened to be in that 7-11, knew her husband was highly allergic, but, like me, couldn't let a little stray go without a home. She decided to bring it home and figured surely one of her friends or family would be able to take him in. Two months later, she still couldn't find a home for him. Her local animal hospitals and rescues were overcrowded and didn't want to take him. Then Amanda overheard her at the Dr and that was that! I met her in a Walmart parking lot (don't judge me), we let the pigs meet, and I brought the little guy home.

He's a fiesty little guy, that's for sure! I guess it's because he's so young (about 3 months). He has so much energy! He was pretty scared at first, being in a new home and in a real cage and all (he was in a rubbermaid bin for 2 months!), but he has quickly warmed to us and his new big brother. I compare it to like having a baby, because he squeals like crazy just to be able to come out and play or be held (attention in one way or the other). He's even got a little baby belly, it's so cute! And he runs around and around and around when we put him in the playpen on the floor. He runs circles around our fat big boned PC.

Tim is enamored with the little thing. He says Scooter and PC were his stepsons, but that Little Fella (hold on, we'll discuss the name in a minute) is his son. When he takes a drink of water he's like "Awww look! He's drinking!" um... yes, love. PC drinks all the time. "Aww he pooped!" Lol. And when I come to bed at night I get "What was my son doing before you came upstairs?" Yup, he's hooked. He may not have been much of a guinea pig man before, but he sure is now.


So names. He'll be called little fella for the most part, but like I like to point out to Tim, he calls PC "fat boy" and that's not his real name, so the baby needs a real name as well. I'm thinking Tyson. Here's why:

Mike Tyson via Google Image Search

Right? Right??

Bonnie made the suggestion of TyKo (Tyson and the first two letters of our last name), and of course for some reason Tim likes that better than just Tyson. I think he just doesn't like my suggestion because it's my suggestion. God help us if we ever do have kids. They'll never be named. Or they'll be named something like TyKo or Little Fella.

-C
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PS - I told the rescue and foster home I wouldn't be coming afterall, and told them the whole story. They were glad to hear I was helping out a GP that needed a home, and didn't go to a pet store or something. Remember how many pets are in shelters and rescues before going to a pet store, my friends!

No Baby Zone

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It's like a no fly zone, but for babies. No babies here. Furry babies? Yes, please. No human babies, though. Not for the time being at least.

Unlike some newlyweds, we're not getting pressure to have babies from family or friends. I've heard of people being asked on the day of their wedding when they planned to have babies. Because clearly the only reason people get married is to have babies... sike. Maybe it's that I've made it very clear to everyone I know that this is a no baby zone. Either way, I'm glad that pressure doesn't exist for us.

We are, however, getting pressure from marketing companies. Oh hi Target and Bed Bath. We used to have a registry with you, but now that our wedding date has passed you want to send us baby item emails. Awesome. That's really helpful and not annoying or freaking me out at all.

I used to be signed up for The Knot. You have to put your wedding date in when you sign up so they can give you a countdown on the top of the page every time you go to their website. Not gonna lie, I wanted to see wedding pics on there way before I even got engaged, so I signed up and made up a date. Then when we got engaged and picked a date, I changed it. WELL apparently they think I don't want to see wedding pics anymore, because they've now automatically changed over my subscription to their sister site, The Nest. For the longest time I thought was a parenting website because I would immediately delete their emails, and when I hear "nest" I think "empty nest" which = no children, so nest = children in my mind. Turns out it's actually a home and life kinda thing. So, ok, it's not The Bump which is ANOTHER of their sister sites, but yet I still get emails from The Nest saying things like "See what your future children will look like!" and "Decorate your baby's room with these tips!". No. I don't want to hear your tips or see what creepy photos of children you come up with. I didn't ask to be signed up for The Nest. I don't like that The Nest automatically assumes that I'm having children, let alone anytime soon. The Knot might want to poll its readers and find out if they want to receive The Nest, or, hey, some of us still like looking at wedding pics, so I'd like to continue to get The Knot! I totally still get Martha Stewart Weddings emails. Martha would never make an assumption like that. So now I need to go log into The Knot and make up a new wedding date so I can stop getting stupid emails I don't want. Oh, wait, what's that? When I type in www.theknot.com it automatically redirects me to www.thenest.com. Arrgg.

Dear The Knot,

I love your pretty pictures, but I really hate you and your assumptions. You know what happens when you assume things, right? Yeah, you make an ass out of you. No, not me, just you.

XOXO
A-Newlywed-Who-Still-Wants-To-See-Wedding-Pictures-MMMK-Thanks

-C
xxx

Is it weird...

...that I love organizing? Like, get excited about it. Not that I do it every day. I need to have the right amount of time to do it, and either the right amount of or right lack of sleep, because in my head it's like a fine art. It takes time and patience. But when I do have time for org time... it's on. And I get way too excited about it. OMG I FIGURED OUT THE PERFECT WAY TO ORGANIZE THE PET STUFF! Score.* OMG I FINALLY ORGANIZED THE PANTRY AND THE CANNED VEGETABLES ARE HERE... BAKING ITEMS THERE... AND CHIPS AND SNACKS GO HERE! Yes.

Sometimes it's easy to see the organization, sometimes it's just in my head. Like I'm pretty sure my husband has no idea where anything is in the house, but to me I'm like what? The extra blankets? Obviously they're in the container next to the dryer, under the bed in the guest bedroom, in the closet, and in the basement. Duh. You didn't know that? Oh, right, because I put them there and in my head I know where they are, but I guess you can't read my mind... yet. You should probably get on that if you ever want to know where anything is in the house.

Hm... maybe I should give him a list of where things are? I really do know where just about every little thing in my house is, and could totally do it. A house map for the hubby... good idea? Or crazy... I'm thinking good idea. He's probably thinking the other.

I also super heart organization products. I hoard have little bins and baskets all over the place with the intent of finding something to put in them. And when I do, it's a tiny little victory for me. I may even have done a happy dance when I was organizing my pantry and remembered these little green bins my mom gave me that fit onto one another (like, lock into place, and I had no idea they were supposed to do that, which made me even more excited when I realized that) and perfectly fit my excess spices. Or maybe I didn't do a happy dance because that would be weird... but I was home alone that day and no one will ever know...

So this weekend, and the next, are organizing weekends and I'm way too excited about it. Scrubbing floors and cleaning toilets? Um, no thanks. Give me a junk drawer to organize and I'm all over it. With a freaking smile on my face.

-C
xxx


*Really hoping this is a reality this weekend because it's out of control.

I know I'm not supposed to talk about it, but...

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I'm going to briefly talk about my wedding registry.

*GASP* THE HORROR!

I know, I know. My mom says you're not supposed to talk about your registry. Well, actually, she didn't even agree with having a registry really in the first place because "it's asking for gifts when you're not supposed to." I agree with the idea that people technically do not have to buy you a gift, but the whole don't-ever-mention-your-own-registry-or-you-will-be-deemed-an-awful-person-and-horrible-things-will-happen-to-you thing bothers me a bit. It's deemed rude, and, of course, I would never bring it up to someone in a "you need to buy me this" sort of way. I just don't get why you can't mention it at all! It was an olden days unspoken rule, but I think it needs to vanish. Seriously. One of the greatest pieces of advice I received regarding my registry is that if you don't put things on your registry, then people don't know what you want. And when people don't know what you want, they come up with their own ideas. And what does that get you? Probably a lot of things you neither need nor want.

Another issue I had with my registry is that I KEPT SEEING THE THINGS I PUT ON THERE ON SALE OR AT MARSHALL'S/TJ MAX! I live and breathe bargain shopping, and it killed me to see something from my registry at one of these places for half the price and:

A - not buy it and then remove it from my registry. Not gonna lie, I did end up doing this a couple times. I had to fight with myself to stop doing it, though, or else there wouldn't have been anything for people to buy off my registry - and what does that get you friends? Say it with me. Things you neither need nor want.

B - not tell people about it. I wanted to send out blast emails like, "Hey, guess what! I saw this at Marshall's today - you should go get it there instead of where I registered and save yourself some dough!" Or, "Hey guys, Target has that thing I registered for on sale this week - now's the time!" I knew it wasn't right to do it, since it would have been seen as "Hey guys - go buy me a present, NOW!" but it just killed me to know that these items could be purchased for less and I couldn't tell anyone about it! There should be an option for people to sign up for email alerts associated with your registry or something. That'd be cool, huh? Like "Yes please, sign me up so I can get that toaster oven for my friend when it goes on sale!" I also wish Marshall's had a registry. Seriously. It's such a damn shame that they don't really have a "stock" of certain things at every store, so they can't have a registry. I thought about having people tell one of my MOHs when they got me a gift from Marshall's or Ross or something so she could remove it from my registry, but that would've just been way too tricky and tedious and annoying, I'm sure (MOHs - you're welcome). I know there are universal registries out there, like this one, but that doesn't even really help my cause. Sure, you can pick things from all sorts of different online stores, but you can't buy the apple corer I registered for at Bed Bath and then found for almost 75% less at Marshall's (and subsequently bought). Lol, what I mean is that you can't register for *any* thing at *any* physical store. The universal registry purpose is to combine different websites you want things from. Obviously it would be impossible for it to gain access to a place like Marshall's inventory (since they don't really have one) and be able to check it off your list when it's purchased. I think we need like a satellite registry or something. Yeah... that way, you could just buy something and somehow it would bounce off a few satellites and boom, checked off your registry. No? Silly idea? Is it? Or is it genius...

I also was known to call my mom and ask for things off my registry for Christmas or birthday for fear that they would sell out in the store. Target is notorious for this, Bed Bath not so much. I had to update my Target registry SO many times. As much as I love Target, it's really freaking annoying that they A - run out of things so often and B - don't even tell you what they are when they're out of stock! I actually emailed their customer service to say that I had a ton of items on my registry that just disappeared. They were listed with some funky number, the pictures were gone, and I had no idea what they were, so couldn't replace them. Was it my knife set? If so, I could pick another one. But noooo, it just didn't tell you. And when I emailed customer service about it? They said "We need to know what item you're speaking of." Um, yeah. I'd also like to know that information. That was one customer service issue that was not resolved.

Ha, also thought this was funny.

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-C
xxx

Chopped

I finally got my wife chop. Or maybe it's just a chop at this point. But I finally got it, and I love it. Not like "Ooooh my hair's so pretty!" More like it just feels so much better. Not only is it super short (for me), but there are layers all through it so it's not as thick as my hair tends to be. My hair was driving me crazy. It was so long it would get stuck under purse straps and in coats, and of course when I'd pull it out from under my coat collar it'd be all staticky. Also I hadn't had a day in months where I thought I was having a good hair day.

Also, my mental state may just be a little shaky at the moment due to a super fantastic start to 2011. So I made a rash decision and I'm not gonna lie, cutting my hair felt good on an emotional level as well. A la Britney Spears circa 2007.

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I'm with ya Brit Brit.

I actually didn't even realize I was taking that much off until the other hair dressers started coming over and checking out all the hair that was on the ground.

On another note - let's make this blog wedding-related for once! Halfway through my chop, I had an "Oh sh_t" moment. I remembered that I'm to be a bridesmaid in a little under two months. Oops. Now, Bonnie is like the most laid back bride ever, so I wasn't too fearful, but I can't deny that I felt bad. I know some brides want their bridesmaids to have their hair done the same way, and some specifically request that bridesmaids don't cut their hair until after the wedding. Yes, that was me. I didn't do it in a "DON'T YOU DARE CUT YOUR HAIR!" kind of way (at least I hope it wasn't taken that way), but I wanted everyone to be able to have long enough hair to do a side bun. So yes, I felt pretty bad when I was mid chop the other day and realized I had no idea how Bonnie wants her bridesmaids' hair to be. Of course, I'm pretty sure even she doesn't know yet, lol, but still. Anyway, my hair dresser assured me that my hair grows so fast (tell me about it), that any hair dresser who knows what he/she is doing will be able to get my hair up in a 'do. So, uh, future bridesmaids? You may want to check in with your bride pre-chop. Unlike me, who acted spontaneously, apologized after, and am lucky my hair grows at the rate of a Chia Pet.

-C
xxx

My Scooter Boy

Sorry folks, but looks like I'm gonna be a downer again. My beloved guinea pig, Scooter, died yesterday. For those of you who think of guinea pigs as not "real pets" like dogs or a cats, think again. Guinea pigs can have personalities just like those animals. All of the ones my family has ever had have been full of personality. I know you're not supposed to choose favorites, just like with children, but I have to say Scooter was and always will be my favorite. He was the most laid back guinea pig ever. He didn't care if you took him for a car ride. Didn't care if you picked him up and held him. He was usually right at the edge of his cage just waiting for you to pick him up (as opposed to my other one, PC, who runs and hides). He looooved to be held in robes and blankets. He has been known to fall asleep on his gramma (my mom). He was just the sweetest little boy.

He was born in January 2006 and I adopted him sometime shortly after from a family that had too many pets (seriously - parrots, guinea pigs, dogs, you name it). I adopted him and his "brother" Fievel. Unfortunately Fievel had health issues and passed away a few years ago. But Scooter lived to be 5 years old, which is actually quite a long time for guinea pigs. It's hard to have pets that don't have a very long life span, but they're just such great pets.

Most loved pig

Scooter was actually really sick with a common guinea pig ailment called "Bumblefoot." Basically, he had ulcers in the bottom of his feet that would not heal. Poor little guy. :( I took him to the vet in November, which actually had a Dr. who knew a lot about guinea pigs (hard to find). She told me he would live max 6 months with antibiotics. So of course I bought him a gajillion antibiotics. He's my baby! Of course I would. So since November I've been giving him medicated baths every night, injecting antibiotics into his mouth, and occasionally switching to topical antibiotics. He was not a fan. But, it definitely seemed to help. When my mom was taking care of him while we were on our honeymoon he didn't seem to be doing very well (this was pre-vet visit) and she was so worried he would die while we were away. He didn't, and he just about maxed out the 6 months the vet gave him. Even though I was kind of in denial and hoping she was wrong...

Last week we started noticing he was doing worse than usual. He couldn't walk very well, wasn't moving around as much. I took him with me to Maryland so he could see Gramma one last time. Turns out it's a good thing I did. I was in NY on Tuesday and DC on Wednesday for work. I was originally supposed to stay over in DC on Wednesday, but changed my mind and opted for a late train home instead. Yet another thing I'm glad I did. Hubby had told me the night before that he really wasn't doing well, but I wasn't really prepared for it to be true. When I got home Wednesday night, Scooter couldn't move one of his arms at all, and could barely move the other. Tim thinks he may have had a stroke. Bumblefoot also can get into the bones, though, and that may have happened as well. Either way, he wasn't in a good place and I sat down and held him for a while, knowing he didn't have much longer. Tim woke me up the next morning to tell me he was gone. He thinks he held on just long enough for me to get home and say goodbye. I like to think he did.

I got to hold him the night before he died. My little sweetheart...

My poor little Scooter, I bid you adieu...

When I first got him, so teeny tiny!

He used to love climbing and jumping on things when he was younger.

St. Patty's Day pig

He sure did love going outside at Gramma's and eating fresh grass.

Scooter helping unwrap Christmas presents... aka eating the paper.

He ate that whole carrot! He was definitely OD'd on carrots for a few days after Gramma gave him that.

Scooter in Gramma's robe

Christmas pigs

Mmm strawberries

Oh yes I did take a picture with my babies in my wedding dress! It seemed a little ridiculous to have them as ring bearers… but I definitely had to be with them on my big day at some point!

My mom said this morning it was amazing how somebody so tiny could bring so much joy. So very true.

Love and miss you so much baby.

Love,
Mommy
xxx