Monday Mornings. . . . blargh

Monday mornings are my most un-productive time. It’s settling back into the “I’m at lab all day each day this week” routine. No escaping. Gotta keep myself here until at least 5 o’clock. My blog entries are usually on Monday mornings, if only to package up the weekend and send it on its way.

Things are becoming progressively more wedding-oriented. Talked to mom on the phone yesterday. Mom was compelled to reiterate that the wedding was not far away. She has offered to fly me out to WV for my birthday (the exciting part) with the rationale that “Two weeks after that you’ll be back in WV for the wedding” (the horrifying part). She says it is for me, because I sound stressed. To me this is hilarious, because I felt the calmest I had in several weekends. Oh well. Maybe I am stressed. Mom is continually right about everything, and it would help to go home. She assures me it’s for MY own good, and I insist on going because it’s for HER own good. So now my flight is booked, and I’m ready to hit WV again, rather unexpectedly.

So yes, the wedding is a little more than a month away, which seems ridiculous and unreal. I get to fluctuate between feeling completely unprepared, and then reminding myself that actually we’ve already put together a ton. RSVP’s are up to around 120 YES’S now, so it’s already a party. Mainly what’s left is coordination of all these vendors, seating arrangements, and programs. Oh, I’m sure there are a million OTHER things too, but if we can accomplish these 3 things soon, well, I’ll consider us a success.

Sarah and I scoped out the Mediterranean Hookah Lounge for potential bachelorette party fun. It is this swank place situated in a trailer park, so walking to and from it in the parking lot can be a little iffy, but otherwise the drinks and food are tasty, so we considered the recon mission successful. They have belly dancers each night on the weekends, and it turned out to be one of my teachers this time around! So yay!

I’ve started running again, which has been much needed indeed. Running 3-days a week, swimming wheneva’, waltz lessons on Tuesdays, belly dance on Thursdays. . . I’m sleeping a lot better and generally feeling less stressed, which I will credit to all this running and swimming and dancing around.

This weekend is both Andy’s bachelor party and our move-in to the new apartment. Wish us both luck!