My apologies for making a promise and not following through.
Alrighty, so where to begin. The past few days of work have been especially light. Ray (poor babe) has been sick with a fever and his mom has been staying home with him. So Liz and I have been taking it easy together. It’s amazing how smoother the days go with one child. They always eat, sleep and play better when it’s only them. Although I think they both have more fun when they’re together. Unfortunately it’s just been too cold to go to the park. This is especially sad because I can let Liz have more freedom when it’s just her. When I have both kids in the park it’s quite nerve wracking. I miss Ray, but I’ll be sad to go back to two kids. It’s been a nice break.
Wedding plans are underway. This weekend my roommates (3 of my 4 bridesmaids) and I are going bridesmaid dress shopping. Exciting! I can’t wait to see them in all the pretty dresses. I also want to pick out a veil style.
Let me take a moment to go on a veil tangent. I never thought I would wear a veil. It seemed a slightly antiquated tradition, and somewhat over the top for my simplistic tastes. Not that I thought they looked bad on other brides, or think they shouldn’t be worn. No, with most traditions that originated in patriarchal, malecentric ways I feel that they have lost their original meaning enough that I’m not put off by them. It was more a style choice. But then I went dress shopping (a couple years ago the first time I was engaged) and although it was super fun to try on the dresses by themselves, it wasn’t until a couple dresses in when the attendant fetched a veil and secured it on my head that I was overwhelmed with the fact that I was getting married. I felt like a bride. I realize that this is because of the stereotype, but it doesn’t really matter all that much why, the veil makes me feel excited and giddy and melty. So I changed my mind.
I get to see my brother and his wife next week! I haven’t seen them since last Christmas, so that is very exciting indeed.
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