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Sunday, May 21, 2006


So, I'm getting married in three weeks. Holy shit, you know? I'm so excited and scared and still in disbelief that three weeks from now, I'm going to be somebody's wife. Fortunately my soon to be husband is the most awesome man on the planet, so I don't feel the urge to run screaming for the hills. It's just I've only seen one or two good marriages in my entire life, so somewhere in me is the same kid who sat in the passenger seat of my moms car while ex-husband number two tried to physically prevent us from driving away (and consequently was almost run over on several occasions.) The same kid who saw a very intelligent, beautiful and capable aunt constantly mistreated by a blowhard with very archaic ideas about marriage and family. I've seen a lot of big fights, and those experiences don't ever leave you. But fortunately the only thing about this situation that reminds me of those things is the word marriage, because my relationship with Fuzzy couldn't look any more different. We don't fight, really. I mean, we bicker, but it never lasts more than, say, five minutes. We respect each other, we communicate with each other, we are best friends. I don't just love him, I really really like him, like that one great friend of yours that you're always itching to hang out with. We have so much fun together, and I know I can talk to him about anything at all. I have faith in us because in all my life I've never known another couple that works as well as we do.

So holy shit, all of my favorite people are going to be getting here really soon. I can't wait to see all of them, but it's going to be overwhelming, because I'm going to be wanting to spend so much time with each individual person, each of my friends, catching up and all of that. Not to mention Fuzzy's family, I am so excited to meet them all.

It's just all so... big. Much too big for three or four days, it just feels like it's going to be insane and I won't even have time to process it all.

posted by Cat Named Eggroll @ 10:29 AM   2 comments

Monday, May 15, 2006

putting out feelers...

So I'm sorta addicted to this here soapmaking thing, what with them turning out so yummy and all.... Would anyone out there in yonder internets be interested in buying soaps, if I decided to sell them? If so, what sort of soaps would you be interested in? I could make any sort of soap, really, any scent, pine tar soap for pets or people with skin disorders like psoriasis, any special ingredients, etc... Let me know if you would be interested.

posted by Cat Named Eggroll @ 8:37 PM   0 comments

not dead yet

update, sort of a bunch of randomness...

- finished my final exams, and they all went well, especially my o chem exam, which was awesome. I think (hope) I pulled off B's in all of my classes. Normally that would make me very very unhappy, but this semester, after all this crap, I'll take it

- been lazy and useless every since then. have a lot to do for the wedding, but still recovering from school, so I don't feel bad at all.

- I made soap, two batches in fact. The first turned out sort of soft because I used olive oil and coconut oil and thats it. The second came out much better because I added crisco and shea butter and scented it with tangerine essential oil. Diane the Magnificent and Princess Erin are going to come over this week and we're going to make more, woot woot. I ordered pH strips, so hopefully they get here soon so I can check and see if its safe.

- I also made pie. strawberry pineapple pie. and it's awesome.

- my little brother broke his leg and is in the hospital :( but, since he wont be able to wear the tux for the wedding, It think he should wear a tuxedo tshirt. because it would be funny. and I'm all about the funny.

posted by Cat Named Eggroll @ 3:25 PM   0 comments

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