Oh man, it's so gross, but I can't stop looking. What a great idea for a site. [gags and throws up in mouth]

On a more depressing note, I can tell I'm getting older and my body is giving out on me. I have been getting the wickedest cases of heartburn lately from the oddest foods. I ate a few slices of my double cheese, pepperoni and banana pepper pizza with blue cheese and BAM! I got the heartburn. Yesterday, I ate half a can of wasabi peas here at work and BLAMMO!! More of that same heartburn. There's no way I'm going to let this heartburn dictate what I'm going to eat. Tonight, I'm going to have a dinner of banana peppers covered in hot sauce and wasabi. Ha! Take that heartburn! Sucker!

I'm back. And I'm married. The wedding couldn't have been better. It was a fabulous day. I'll probably post more details and photos later on. The whole day/evening was a blur. A fabulous, good times blur. All the work, stress, effort, money and late nights were totally worth it.

And the honeymoon was good too... ;)

Hmmm... what's going on today? ;)

I've been up since 6:30, too excited to sleep. We're getting married today at 5pm. There's a bunch of last minute stuff that I need to do, but all the big stuff is taken care of.

Tonight we're going to party with 136 of our closest friends and family. With an open bar. People will definitely be getting their drinks on.

Right now, I look very anti-bride. Pajama pants, my old ratty CBGB's shirt and a fuzzy too-short robe, I'm so pretty right now... it's a good thing I don't have to be at the church until 3, it's going to take me that long to get defunkified.

Good times!

Guess what I did last night? I've created an army of godzilla brides at my command. The power is overwhelming!!! I'm mad with power I tell you! MAD!!!!

Normally, I think I'm a pretty laid-back, emotionally dead person. [There could be some people that would argue with that.] But lately, I've been feeling the oddest things, and getting emotional about silly things. Maybe it's the fact that we're getting married in nine days and pressure is starting to get to me. I don't know. Here are some examples of some unexpected outbursts.

1. This morning, I got "the rage" when I got stuck in a snow bank. Not just the normal rage, but the screaming, swearing, punching the steering wheel rage. I cursed the snow, the ice, my car, my tires, myself and western NY in general. Not my finest hour. The rage continued when I got to my morning bagel place and I saw that people were parked stupid and taking up more than their fair share of parking lot. Rat bastards. I think I was two steps away from marching into the bagel place and calling everyone in there a worthless piece of slime for making me park in the second lot. I'm glad I didn't do that, I'd never be able to show my face there again. The rage has since dissipated. Good thing or I would've had holes punched in the walls of my tiny little office.

2. You know the comic, "For Better or Worse"? The one with the Canadian family? It's not the coolest thing to admit, but I've been reading it for most of my life. There were a couple of years when I didn't read it, so last month I was reading some of the archives and was reading the series where their dog, Farley, died. I was at work, and just starting crying into my keyboard. I'm getting teary now, just thinking about it. Dog stuff always gets to me. Our wonderful family dog, Casey, passed away in January. Maybe that might have had something to do with it.

Those are some of the most extreme examples. But I've been really nervous and excited and happy and sad and nervous some more all the time. It's all good stuff. (and I'm not just talking about all the presents...) Good times all around.

And even more exciting news...
The Red, White & Crue tour is coming to town on September 2.

Now, there's something to look forward to. \m/ \m/