Heinous!

I walk past a tailor everyday on my way to and from work, and everyday I wonder what they might be able to do for me and my wedding dress. (You see, I am back to the drawing board with the dress. I have a tattoo across my back that, although I love, I want to hide. Plus mid-September in Alberta might not be the warmest and I don't want to be a blue goosebump in all my photos so a strapless dress might not work best. But I digress.)

So I stopped in yesterday. I was greeted by a semi-friendly gal, who asked me right away how much I wanted to spend on my dress. "$1000, $5000, $10000". I lied and said a grand. She asked why I wanted a dress made and I said I have a very specific idea in my head of my dress and I cannot find it, but I have a pattern.

Then, a weasely old bat from the back came flying out of nowhere and pounced. She said they don't "do" patterns and they make their own on site. And if I took my pattern to a dressmaker, I will only end up with a "homemade garment", she said. And she said the last phrase like she was spatting bile.

I wanted to say to her "what do you think your homemade garment is", but I didn't. I just spat out a vitrious thank-you and huffed out. I was just inquiring, and if you want business, hoochie, you need to be nice... is what I wanted to say.

I found some lovely dresses online and some nice patterns. Now I need to find a nice dressmaker who won't spat at me.

Come home, Cuteness! I miss you!

Nakedly Yours,
xoxoSallyt

Happy Birthday, Sweetness!

It's Byron's birthday today. Sadly, he's in Alberta working, so we can't celebrate yet. I know he doesn't read this very much, since his computer is in Victoria now, but I wanted to put it in the ether that I wish my Love a very Happy Birthday and that I love him.

Bonne Fete! J'adore Sugar...

xoxoSally

In one year

This time in one year, I will be Mrs. Byron Stuike. How exciting! Right about this time, in 364 sleeps, I'll be dancing with my new husband and enjoying one of the greatest nights of my life. I cannot wait!

People say this next year will whiz by, which spooks me. There is so much to do before the wedding... picking a dress, booking a venue, getting a florist, picking flowers that won't make Stacey sneeze, and on and on and on. But that'll all come into place. I'm marrying the love of my life! All is well.

I went for dinner with my cousin, Katie, her daughter, Mae, and her boyfriend, Kyle. She wondered if someone could be too independent for a mate, and at one time in my life, and not too long ago, I thought so. I figured since I had been alone for so long and taking care of myself, I didn't need anyone. Shortly after meeting Byron, I knew I needed someone. And that someone was Byron.

Come back soon, My Love! Our home is empty without you...

xoxoMrs. Stuike

Alone Again... Unnaturally

It's rainy and cold and lonely today. Byron had to go back to Alberta for a few days for work. Which is great, since he can make some quick and good money. But it blows, since I miss him. Today was my first day alone, and it was so so so sad!

In such a short amount of time, it's shocking how much you get attached to someone. The house seems empty and hollow. The day crawled by since there was no one to be with. Boo hoo! Poor, poor pitiful me!

Ten more days to go... I hope. He should hear soon when he can get back here. Hopefully it's soon. I miss him!

Come home, Cuteness! I miss you!

Longingly Yours,
xoxoSallyt

My Apologies

I have been very bad lately on posting. Between work and getting up at 5 am, and my fiance moving in, and life in general, I haven't taken the time to muse on important things such as Britney.

She licked, by the way. As if you had to wonder what I would think of her MTV fiasco. She was heinous. Byron said it best when he commented that she looked like she didn't rehearse.

When I have a moment to think, I will post something again. But you know how it is when the love of your life moves in... you have way better things to do than type.

Lovingly Yours,
xoxoSallyt

It's not a Cupcake

I found my wedding dress today. I should be full of glee, and I was at one point today, but not so much anymore. I have some Buzzkills around me.

I can't post a picture, since Byron knows about this pretty pink site, and he might see what I would like to wear on our wedding day.

When I started looking at dresses, I was certain I did not want a strapless dress, a halter dress, nor one with a train or beading. Well, I found a strapless one with some delicate beading and a small train. I love it! I tried it on and I cried. I tried others, too, and, while they were lovely, they did not compare to My Dress. It's a bit more expensive than I wanted to spend, but that just means no more lunches out and I'll have to tighten my purse strings. It's a sacrifice I am willing to make. I look pretty in it, and feel lovely in it. It's My Wedding Dress.

But, like I said, I have some Buzzkills around me.

One would think that if a loved one called with glee in her voice, that you would be excited, too. Instead, I was met with a tone of disappointment and ennui. It's the tone I usually get greeted with from this person when I do something with which she does not agree. Or when she's having a pissy time elsewhere, and I happen to call, I get all the pissiness taken out on me. Either way, this person was not happy for me when I called to tell her I found My Wedding Dress. I also had news that Byron found our church, but I had to get off the phone before I could tell her that. She wouldn't have cared, anyway.

How do you eliminate Buzzkills from your wedding plans? Ideas?

Sadly Yours,
xoxoSallyt