Sweet Dreams Are Made of These...?

Ok, this morning I was in one of those dreams where I absolutely couldn't wake up. I hit my snooze legit 15 times and I kept picking up right where I left off before the alarm started ringing. One of my childhood best friends has recently gotten engaged (like for realz, not just in the dream) and all of a sudden I'm her wedding planner/maid of honor. This is the most ridiculous thing in the world, first of all. I mean, yes, we're still friends and I'm sure I'll be invited to the wedding but...maid of honor? No. In no way, shape or form is that happening. And unless I'm subconsciously desiring to quit my day job and become a wedding planner a la J Lo in the loveable Matthew McConaughey chick flick, I don't see that happening either. But it was weird.

Snowpocalypse 2k11?? Wedding Weekend AND Return of the Sexter

Or do you prefer Snomageddon? Unless you've been stuck under a stupid rock, or under a pile full of snow, you're probably well aware that this week Atlanta got hit with a snowstorm. As did the rest of the country, minus the panhandle. Yep, Florida was the ONLY state in the US that had no snow on the ground as of Wednesday (including Hawaii). That is some effed up shit. Hawaii??? Seriously??? I didn't know that state could actually GET snow. Anyway, so yeah, I've been a little lax on the blog-end of life. For no real reason. I never lost power, Lord knows I didn't work ALL week from home. So what gives, right? Truth be told: I'm lazy. And had a lot of good TV to catch up on. My b.

It's a nice day for a white-trash wedding

I know I know...
1) It's been a hot-minute since I last posted; and
2) My last topic was on weddings - dub-tee-fuck? what gives?

Well, first let me address the former. Last week was officially my week from hell. Satan came to visit and decided to knock me on my ass and keep a pitch-fork to my neck a-la-Jessica Simpson/Dukes of Hazzard/Direct TV commercial circa 2006 style, and didn't let me breathe til yesterday. It wasn't so bad after I blacked out. Everything kind of went numb for a while as I had an out-of-body experience, watching myself run around Johns Creek like a chicken with my head cut off from Thursday to Sunday. It was a rather humorous experience. And when I finally came to, I found myself waking up from a dream that I was throwing up everywhere, when, in actuality, I was just coughing up a lung. Thanks Satan. Come visit again soon please!

Wedding Blunder

Weddings can be wonderful, right? Everyone's dressed to impress, you catch yourself checking out that hot groomsman or usher who not only walked you down the aisle and winked at you when you found your seat, but he also was so careful as he helped the 96 year old grandmother of the bride down the aisle as well - you just know that he knows how to treat a lady. You find yourself batting your eyelashes and daintily smiling in his direction while the preacher reads the nuptuals, and you can't wait for the reception to begin so he can ask you to dance. The bride & groom say I do and you jet over to the reception and start hitting the wine bar. You'd like to relax a little before that hottie in the tux decides to come over and talk to you.

Watch This! Wednesday - I want Stardust Entertainment to be my Wedding DJ

Happy Hump Day!

Today's WTW is pretty effing hilarious in my opinion. First off, who loves Phil Collins? I do! I do! Well, I mainly just like In the Air Tonight - but I mean who doesnt? Hello Risky Business! Hello The Hangover! Hello Gorillas (last year Erin shared a fabulous little video that involves a Gorilla and Phil Collins) If you can appreciate any of the three Phil Collins videos I just linked to then you'll appreciate what I'm about to show you...

Doom's Day is rapidly approaching

So most of you know that I am a 24-year-old, Atlanta native. Yep, 24. Which means the big 2-5 is rapidly approaching. And I'm not happy about it one bit. 25! That sounds so old! I guess that when I was younger, I thought that by the time I turned 25 I'd have my life figured out. And that is FAR from the case. I'll be 25 in less than 2 months and aside from having a steady job, I pretty much have NOTHING else figured out. And the steady job is really just exactly that. It's not necessarily what I want to settle into and do for the rest of my life (i'm still figuring that out) but it's a time-killer and a money-maker for the time being. Keeps food on the table and a roof over my head...and allows me to lead an extravagant lifestyle fork over the rest to the state, much to my chagrin.

Another one bites the dust

So, it's 8:30am and I just found out TWO more of my friends just got engaged. In my life, I have been to a total of 16 weddings. And 9 of those have been in the last 2 years. Now I know I'm just a couple of years out of college and we have the first "wave" of weddings right after everyone graduates but seriously?? NINE in TWO years?? Thank God I haven't been IN any of them yet - no 27 dresses story to tell here - but just attending nine in the span of 2 years is absolutely crazy. The other 7 weddings have been sprinkled out over the years - some were "family friends" meaning I didn't really know the bride & groom but my parents did. Some were friends I grew up with that tied the knot during college and I think I went to one or two of my babysitters weddings. Out of the nine I've been to in the last 2 years 6 were some of my closest friends from high school & college, 2 of them I was "lucky" enough to be someone's date, and 1 was a family friend. And oh how I wish it ended there. But no, I've already got at least 3 weddings lined up for next year and who knows how many guys will pop the question to the loves of their life over the holidays. Makes my neck hurt.