In Which I Really Exist

Because I really do...well, at least for the next three months. Then it's last semester of grad school and even more insanity. Now, I really have that of you this entire time, Dear Readers. Honestly! I kept thinking, "Oh, this would awesome for the blog", or "OMGosh I can't wait to get home and blog about this!!", but stuff happens and there was no blogging. Believe me, I could hear your anguished cries of attention all the way over here in cow country. So please excuse me while I attempt a catchup post to somehow get us to, erm, today.

First things first, we're still putting up with each other. And I haven't failed out of grad school. There's not been much seeing each other, with schedules being noncooperative. We're getting better on phone calls though, the nightly sort. Some are better than others, but not everything's perfect. Please find the following highlights of the past semester for your literary pleasure......

April Workshop:

The Bet: After the workshop, BGRR and I made a bet that I couldn't go a whole month without making references to his follical status, or the giant glasses and/or making allusions to having significantly more years under his belt than is reality. I win, we go on a cruise after graduation. He wins, we're going to Europe for a week...at some point. Good thing I won this one, my patience is nonexistant.

Ahem, and the latest highlight grew out of a desire to make my better half laugh more after a long day of work. Y'all will never guess this one. Go ahead, try. Nope, that's not it. Not that either. Haha that's a funny one - but no. Give up? Okay, here's what I've been using.....

WEDDING TALK.

You heard me right. The sort of talk where you and your beloved work on details for your big day. There's a couple of serious compromise/concessions happening, such as I'll wear an all white dress IF AND ONLY IF he comes to a store with me at an appropriate time so we can discuss the seventy shades of white, the guest list is being topped at 125 people, and we'll be having two ceremonies (one for each of us). I think we're good on colors for now, but goodness knows how long that'll hold.

At the moment, I'm working on centerpieces for the tables. Being as it's my wedding, it's going to be incredibly DIY - well as much as I can get away with in front of my mother. But she (and BGRR) like the idea I have for the centerpieces (and favors) so I can start working on them later this summer. Heck, BGRR's even said he'd work on them with me! These babies are gonna blow people away. No joke.

The downside to all this happiness: he won't let me have white chickens embroidered onto my wedding gown. That's just unfair.