Holy Wedding Season Batman!

I thought I had gotten through the worst of the wedding stage.  You know, the time in your life when all of the friends you ever made in life meet that special someone and decide to tie the knot.  Usually on 6 consecutive weekends.  I was happy to be through that stage and not into baby stage.  Because I have absolutely no problem passing up a baby shower.  Weddings on the other hand are hard to miss.

To be honest, I entered the spring knowing that there would be two weddings this fall.  My best friend from high school, Kelly W. and my very own older sister's.  They conveniently scheduled two weeks apart so I only have to book one flight.  But that was supposed to be it for weddings.  Pretty much everyone is now married off.  Those remaining are should be well spaced out.  Or so I thought.

No sooner had I arranged my budget for the two flights home for my sister's shower and Kelly and my sister's wedding (not to each other) as well as the bridesmaids dresses, shoes, etc. than I learned what else the year had in store.

There would be a lull of false security in November.  December - home for Christmas.  January - a college friend's wedding in OH.  February - very good guy friend from college's wedding in Chicago.  March - potentially a good guy friend's wedding in California.  April/May - a break thank goodness because I can't take time off during those months.  June - close friend from grad school's wedding in Tennesse.

Oh my goodness!  There is just no way I can do all of this.  Which, I'm afraid, means that I will have to a) stop making friends b) defriend some of these engaged friends on Facebook and hope that they don't invite me so I don't have to choose or c) be a responsible adult and prioritize my need for a vacation that does not involve white dresses over weekend trips that revolve around tiered cakes.

The Blog-A-Day in May Challenge

One of my best friends, Kelly, works at FSU.  Last year she and some of her friends started a competition to blog every day in the month of May.  This year, to my delight, they have decided to continue the tradition but with a bit more structure (read: more competition).

Ordinarily, I would support Kelly 100% in her quest to claim as many of the prestigious titles as possible, particularly the Reader's Choice Award.  However, on the fifth day of competition, my support has been derailed.  Kelly's theme for the month was Quote of the Day.  And by quote, she intended to use only quotes she saw or heard or were written by someone she knows personally - not sappy quotes by someone famous.  Our other friend from grad school, Josh, wanted her theme to be dinosaurs.  I was thankful that quotes won even though Josh's request for dinosaurs received an honorable mention. 

Then, on the first day, the very first quote was ... about dinosaurs!  From her friend Mike.  Admittedly it was funny and appropriate and I liked it.  But day two was another quote that included dinosaurs, compliments of Josh.  It was also clever and relevant, but the post ended with this: I do not know if we can keep up the dinosaur quotes enough to keep them relevant, especially when things begin to pick back up around here, but I promise that if Josh keeps sending them my way, I will incorporate them into each post. Or maybe dinosaurs will just become the new theme.

This is problematic.  1) I do not like dinosaurs that much and 2) If dinosaurs are the theme then Josh has won.  It doesn't matter if he was actually trying to win.  It doesn't matter that there was no one competing with him.  I am just not okay with this scenario in which he is inadvertently winning.  

 

Therefore I have done what I thought would be unthinkable.  I have chosen to boycott commenting on Kelly's blog and have publicly thrown my Reader's Choice support behind another blogger, Regina.  I'm sorry, Kel.  I wish it didn't have to come to this.  But the end must justify the means.  Nix the dinosaurs and I will be happy to comment on Droplets again.

Home Alone: 27

Not episode 27, but I am 27 and home alone.  Justin is visiting his family for the week and I am home by myself.  Never mind that I lived alone for over a year before J. moved to Austin; after just six months of having a roommate, it is distinctly strange to be alone in the apartment.  

Yes, it's nice that I have it all to myself.  I can do things that I am not ordinarily able to do when he is here.  Like watch TV in my underwear... in the living room!  But really, I know that I won't do that anyway.  The most "rebel roommate" I'm going to get is leaving my bag lie in the middle of the floor where I drop it when I get home.  

Woo hoo!  Wild and crazy!  That's me.  

Sigh.  I hope J. gets home soon.  I'm bored.