This one time…

I wanted to reblog this earlier post from thematticuskingdom, prior to unveiling his guest post for us later this week. Thank You DJ!

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I rode a gondola halfway up a mountain to get married.

You wanted to know the most surreal experience I’ve ever had, well, that would be it.

The date: April 18, 2009
The place: Mammoth Mountain

After the mountain had shut down for the day.  My fiance and I drove up and parked in the lot next to the gondola.  There were still some people milling about and getting packed up to head off the mountain but the lot was mostly empty.  As we moved across the black top, a little girl called out in glee, “Mommy, mommy, look!”  She was pointing and waving at my beautiful bride-to-be as we walked over to the gondola.

Nervous.  Excited.  Ready.  And, just a bit tired, having stayed up the night before finalizing the ceremony and putting the finishing touches on the day to come.  We boarded the gondola, which was running just for…

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Adiós, mis amigos. Por favor, no yo odies!

Today (yes, I know it’s Friday the 13th, but don’t worry because those are good days for me), hubby and I will get on a Delta Airlines “red-eye” flight and get our 2nd honeymoon underway in Mexico.

This week I have battled anxiety. The level of intensity is more than the usual pre-travel jitters I always get. Way more. In fact, the last two days I spent trying to relax and meditate, but to no avail. Today I feel sick to my stomach.

I know these feelings are a combination of a decrease in medication, hormone issues and having to drive at night. If I learned anything from therapy, it was how to analyze myself. My head knows what’s going on. Why doesn’t it explain it to my stomach?

Sigh. I will need a vacation by the time we get there.

Whining But complaining about my state of mind is not why we are here – but thank you for listening 😉

Instead of a dreary week of re-reading my archives, I have a few guest posts scheduled for your reading enjoyment. Published while I lay on the pristine white sand, or float in the warm surf off the Mexican coast.

See how I take care of y’all?  Maybe I’ll even send you a postcard  🙂

BTW – Translation of Title: Farewell my Friends. Please don’t hate me.

10 Things You Don’t Find Out Until You’re Married

(i.e., when it’s too late)

Your in-laws really believe they have gained another kid to boss around.

Your spouse does not know how to… replace toilet paper rolls, tell if the garbage can is full, do laundry, go grocery shopping.

A roll of toilet paper attached to the wall of...
You now understand the term “selective hearing”.

Don’t leave your razor in the shower – he will use it. (You can tell because he leaves his hair in it).

You hear him blow his nose – in the shower.

Never, ever attempt to launder her girl clothes. Not. Ever.

Do NOT blow off her birthday, Valentines day, Christmas, or your anniversary. She will buy her own present.

He thinks your input is nagging.

She thinks your input is criticism.

4/3.2011 - a lovely mess

No one is as tidy as they pretended to be

Sewing Room Messy

There are happy surprises, so don’t be discouraged. You will learn a lot about each other – all the time. I am still finding things out about hubby I didn’t know, after 25 years.

J