HAPPY FRIBRUARY

For all you smarties, that’s Friday and February.

Whew, now that we got that out of the way, I’ve got some really fun things to share with you all. And by really fun, I mean wedding details. Who knew I’d be getting excited over table linens?! But people, it has happened. That moment has come and gone.

And then I see necklaces like this and my engaged little heart does a two step.

Necessary, right? I thought so, too. And then I saw the price tag and even my “I need it now” mentality had to take a step back. $78 smackers for this, and I love it and all, but I think the diamond on my left hand should do the talking. Though if any of you are interested in purchasing it for me, you can buy it here. Gold, silver–I’m really not picky.

And I know what you’re thinking…shoes. Yes, shoes. I’m having heart palpitations over shoes. Because I think they’ll be the perfect compliment to THE DRESS I BOUGHT. But don’t think you’re getting your grubby little mitts on a photo of that. Not until after the wedding, of course. Ironically it was the very first dress I tried on and every single dress after that didn’t even stand a chance of measuring up. Score 10 for the girl who knows what she wants.

Did I mention Dane comes home IN ONE WEEK for a quick little weekend trip? Kind of ironic, because flying for 16 hours from Hawaii to the East Coast doesn’t exactly spell out “quick weekend trip” to me, but hey–tomato, tomato, right?

In 72 hours we will be meeting with our priest, having our cake tasting, driving an hour+ each each way for Dane to speak at an all day conference, AND getting our engagement photos taken. If that doesn’t sound like a jam packed planning-palooza, I don’t know what does.

Now, it’s time to discuss two very important things happening this weekend.

Groundhog Day. And if you ever DO make it to Phil’s neck of the woods, then you’re in for a real party. As in, a Pennsyltucky-style Mardi-Gras complete with long coats and top hats. Google it.

And I would be doing a disservice to my former self if I didn’t talk about the Super Bowl. Sports is how I started my career and I miss it more than I miss carbs, so I’d be remiss in asking…

Who’s your pick?

I’ll take Beyonce for the win.