Holy. Smokes.

Posted at November 18th, 2007 by cosmo

So… seems the only thing holding me together was stress. Three days into my three week vacation and I’m sick as a dog, throat so raw I can’t swallow, nose completely stuffed, coughing and sneezing…. so very sexy. Mwah! U ndo u luv it.

I guess that’s why on day 6 of our vacation, with me wearing a mismatched bikini and sniffling and sneezing on Hanalei Beach in Kauai, after 10 years, completely out of the blue, DaddyO got down on his knees in the surf and proposed.


Between Us. Like. Him, and Me. Married.

Insert Complete and Utter Speechlessness. Gahhhhh…… wah?

So now… my carefully thought out, long awaited plan, vacation, Christmas, IVF in Jan …. completely out the window. We want to get married on April 26th, 2008 – which will be our tenth year anniversary – it’s also called the Day Of Decadence for reasons I could discuss, but then I would have to kills you. OK, most of you already know. Whatever.

That might means putting off IVF until next June after we get home from our Honeymoon. I know it’s only a couple months, but after finding out that everything looks good for my age, I’m worried about putting it off even a couple months. I’m sure it will be fine though. And also, after going to the meetings and the orientations and thinking about it for the past TWO YEARS… I think I’m ready to rip this bandaid off!

So now I have one more thing to add to my schedule – wedding planning. Not sure there is much I hate more then the wedding industry. For some reason, I just don’t have that ‘girl thing’ of wanting a big huge formal affair. Even looking at wedding sites I get a little nauseous – of course part of that is the cost of everything! Mother Of God. As soon as you say wedding – Kaaa-Ching! The price doubles. We make good money, but that is NOT what I want to spend it on!

Finally, there are all the fabulous weddings I’ve been to in the past. Would I ever be able to plan something as memorable?

Tomorrow we take another cross country flight and I’m going to actually purchase a bridal magazine and see if anything inspires me.

Of course, not having to struggle to breathe through snot would do wonders to move me in the direction of inspiration.

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