I’m blogging a lot these days because I’ve got a lot of time to fill and I might as well entertain you all with long boring stories about what happens to you when you get married.

Spring is pretty damn close to being over and Fall hasn’t quite started yet and I am almost done all my clean up and organization projects so I’m trying to stretch those out. Alicia is gone too for 2 weeks. She in our honeymoon spot but at a different hotel. I am very jealous and miss her dearly.

There are 3 samples missing from the warehouse and I will most likely be blamed for it. Booya!

Saturday night was our date night. We went to Vita Bella which is two seconds from my house. It was windy like a mofo and Chad would not stop complaining about how cold it was.

The wine we had was really good. It was called Church Mouse wine. Apparently it sells out fast. It was damn tasty.

Chad thought he would go out of his comfort zone and ordered a plate of pasta with a demi-glaze sauce. This was out of his comfort zone because he didn’t know what a demi-glaze sauce was and it didn’t say ‘This pasta is covered in ten pounds of meat and tomato sauce’ in the description. When his plate came it was covered in meat and sausages and tomato sauce. So much for going out of his comfort zone.

I had the veal in a white wine sauce with all these veggies. It was melt in your mouth amazing. And I know someone is going to get mad at me for eating baby cow, but honestly it’s just so good I can’t help it. I don’t eat rabbit or lamb so I figure for saving two cuter animals I should have access to one not as cute animal.

When the hostess brought us to our table we took off our coats and sat down. She then looked at us with this weird expressing and say “I’ve never seen anyone do that”. “Do what?” I asked. She said we took our coats off at the exact same time and then we spun them around onto the back of the chair completely synchronized like we had practiced it a million times. WEIRD. We clearly spend too much time together.

After dinner we sat in the car for 15 minutes because baby pants was so cold that he had to blast the heat on until it was the right temperature.

We desperately need colour.

We were going to go to Silver City Metropolis to watch 21 but the movie didn’t start until after 10 so we had time to kill. We figured we’d go back to my house for some scotches with my Uncle and Dad but they weren’t there yet so we decided to go to the Coquitlam Silver City so we could see the move at 9:15 instead. That was a smart move.

The movie was good. I didn’t understand anything about the math and counting cards but cause I’m not all that smart in that department.

Kate Bosworth was in it. She bugs me for some reason.

The lead guy was hot and Kevin Spacey reminded me of every two-faced teacher I’ve ever had. Sons of Bitches.

Over all I enjoyed myself. Especially because the opening song was our new favorite MGMT song Time to Pretend. SO GOOD. Chad and I actually got giddy together. Please do me a favore and watch the music video – SO GOOD AS WELL. Especially when he rides the kitty. KITTY! I need to calm down.

I asked Chad to open my bag of Peanut M&Ms cause I knew I would spill them everywhere. So he made this tiny ass hole in the top of the bag and handed it back to me. I attempted to make it bigger so I could actually get one out to eat it and the bag ripped open and a they went flying. He then glared at me for wasting perfectly good Peanut M&Ms but I blame him and his tiny hole for the disaster.

Good News. I didn’t get blames on the 3 missing samples!

Crap I can’t believe its already 2. I need to start choppin up some ribbons.

Ohh and we got some super cute hats in the warehouse! I’ve already picked one out for Mexico.

Oh Mexico.

We went to the gym last night. It felt amazing even though this morning I am exhausted, it makes me want to go back again. I think we are going to go tomorrow night too.

I usually hate going to the gym when it’s packed because I always feel so self conscious about the way I am dressed. I know stupidest thing ever. That’s the one thing the prevents me from doing what I want to do most of the time – not knowing what to wear.

Chads motivation for going to the gym is to sweat and do cardio. My motivation is to tone and build muscle. I still do some cardio but my body/stomach can get really sensitive sometimes and if I push myself too hard doing cardio I feel really sick and puke. Yes, fun times. Plus I am already a stick so I might as well build some muscles so I’m not a feeb.

I sat down on the bike beside this chick dressed in plaid pj bottoms and a gigantic football jersey. She sat on the bike reading Star Magazine and was going so slow/not paying attention to what she was doing that the bike kept beeping “Pause, Pause”. It was actually funny to watch because it was the most pathetic “work out” I had ever seen.

After about 40 minutes of that we decided to do some weights. Chad went down to the weight room which was filled with macho men checking themselves out in the mirror and smelling like BO. I stayed upstairs where they had this section with mats and free weighs so I did about a million sit ups (because you get to lay down while doing them) and I lifted some weights.

At about the same time I was doing this, the chick who was on the bike beside me decided to follow suit. It was clear she had no idea what she was doing and really didn’t want to be there because she kept staring at herself in the mirror and fixing her hair. Whatever I did she did. It was odd.

The guy who was using the mat beside me left and this other dude filled in his stop. He looked Latino and was wearing a teal tank top and carrying around a protein shake. He started to lift the weights and then sat down to do sit ups. As he did he turned to me and attempted to chat me up about my work out. I must have been the only chick there who didn’t have head phones on and I guess he thought this was his chance to make some conversation. Me being an anti social at the best of times politely replayed and failed to carry on a conversation.

Just as he left Chadwick came up from downstairs to do his set of sit ups so I gave him my mat and proceeded to people watch. The best thing I saw was this chick dressed in head to toe Bebe (which included booty shorts, a tank top she was spilling out of, and little runners that were be jeweled everywhere). She was also sporting a full face of make up including bright pink sparkly eye shadow and a boyfriend who looked like he was straight out of HCwDB.

The gym is always full of such interesting people include some Asian dude on the treadmill in corduroy pants and another guy in wearing cargo pants and work boots while lifting weights. I also always get amused by the chicks who dress to the nines just to go to the gym. Srsly, who are you trying to impress?

When we got home we attempted to figure out the whole bedding situation again. I started to panic because the furniture we were going to order from Costco wouldn’t show up on their website and I couldn’t figure out why so I thought they might have sold out of it and I was going to loose my mind because I over react a lot.

Anyways, Chad worked his magic and somehow it showed up on the website this morning. So we purchased it. SCARY! This is what it looks like. We are getting the 6 piece set and it’s oh so pretty. The only thing we are unsure of is the colour and how similar it will be to the floors and if it’s all going to be a crazy load of brown in the bedroom considering our bedding looks like this. The bonus to Costco is that the shipping is FREE and you can return it no problem. I mean it would be a pain to physically have to return it but at least we have that option.

Now I get to rest easy until it all arrives and I realize I have to return it all back. Hahaha. Lets hope that does not happen. 4 weeks and its here!

Life is starting to come together.

Sweet Mother of Mercy I have never spent this much time discussing, buying, and returning bedding in my entire life. The weekend was CONSUMED with the research, purchasing and then returning of numerous quality products from Linen n’ Things. The bedroom is driving me CRAZY.

When we originally signed up for our gift registry we added this bedding from Nautica that was nice but highly over priced. I wasn’t 100% set on the colours because 1) I wanted to try and match Chads gaudy carpet and 2) the bedroom was the ONE room I didn’t want to look like a cave. So I went back a week later and switched the set from the dark olive green colour to the light sea blue/teal colour. I was satisfied with this for about 2 weeks before eliminating all bedding from my registry.

The problem was that I wasn’t seeing anything I really really liked and we kept just choosing sets that were ok but I didn’t feel comfortable with. So like I said, I deleted all the bedding from the registry and figured that when and if I saw something that I liked and worked I would either add it on or just buy it myself.

Chad sitting on a tuffet.

Every time the Linen n’ Things flyer came out my Mom would show it to me to see if there was anything in there I liked. I did find one I liked that was rather gaudy but the deal was that I like the pattern on the comforter but the pattern also ran onto all the pillows and accessories which as you can tell was way too much.

My goal was to either 1) purchase a simple comforter/duvet and then purchase/make some patterned pillows, or 2) to do the opposite, patterned comforter/duvet and simple pillows.

Finally there was a sale this past weekend and there was a set in the flyer both Chad and I agreed on. So we headed over to Linen n’ Things Sunday afternoon to pick it up. Of course it was sold out so we found another set, on sale as well, same colours just a different pattern.

Take it home, pull it out and we realized that it doesn’t come with a comforter but a comforter cover and there is a big stain on one of the pillows. PERFECT. So we jump in the car and take it back to the location that is closer to Chads house. We return it and go off to look at the bedding again. This store had different things and actually had the original sale set we wanted. However it looked rather cheap in person and as Chad puts its, he’s ‘too old to settle’, so the decision ended up not being as easy as we thought.

He really wanted to buy this Wine colour set because it was called ‘The Venetian’ but I said No!

We spent 2 hours looking at patterns and trying to figure out what the hell to do. In the end we decided that since my mom already had bought us sets of sheets we would buy a goose down duvet (because I like fluffy things and have always wanted one) and then we would just buy a duvet cover leaving me to buy/make some decorative pillows with different patters and colours to match. Sounds simple and easy, and it was, until I got home.

My Mother then proceeds to tell me that Costco sells goose down duvets for cheaper and that since our custom bed is probably going to be thicker then normal Queen size mattresses it would be wiser to buy a King duvet so that you are guaranteed that it will cover all sides of the bed.

I swear to God.

This is why I wanted to wait to buy everything until I was 100% sure of what I wanted and needed so that I wouldn’t have to return things 100 different times.

So last night during our search for the perfect bedroom suite (our new obsession) we ended up at Costco and bought the King sized duvet and will lay it on the bed to see how much it hangs down and if its really worth it. Because I really, really do not want to go back to Linen n’ Things to return yet another bed set.

Tonight our goal is to compile all of our research and FINALLY make a decision on the bedroom suite and bedding so that we don’t have to buy and return anymore. No more changing our minds.

When this is all done I will be so happy.

Hey Hey Hey. It is Fri Day.

I’m actually really giddy today and I’m not sure what its all about. It might be because the office is half empty leaving me to my own devices and its the end of Spring (Fashion wise not Seasonally) and so there is not much to do but clean and organize and we all know that’s my most favorite job EVAR. Chad is actually very surprised at how I can happy spend hours doing meaningless manual labour, like organizing photo albums and alphabetizing CD’S, but really, almost every job I’ve ever had consisted of meaningless manual labour, so when I get the chance to do it with something I love it makes me happy. I guess I am just weird that way.

Last night we met with my Uncle who is going to marry us. We are labeled as a ‘Mixed Marriage’ because Chad is a heathan. Aww but a cute heathen at that! In order to get married in the Catholic Church you need to attend these Marriage Prep. Classes which help to open discussions about things you may not have talked about before as well as to prepare you for a ‘Holy Marriage’. Although Chad and I had already talked about a lot of the issues they brought up we still both found it interesting and learned things we previously didn’t know. The second step to all that is to met with the Priest that will be marring you. Just so happens that he is my Uncle as well!

I was a little worried about meeting with him because I really had no idea what the whole thing was about and my parents kept telling me stories to try and scare me. And considering I am a chicken shit/worrier to begin with, that was not a good thing. But it all went fine and we talked about some things and signed some papers and scheduled three more meetings to go over a few more things and for my Uncle to really get to know us. Me being a mute most of my life means that hes really only ‘known’ me for about 5 years. Ha.

Tomorrow night we are going out for dinner for the first time in a MILLION years. I think Valentines day was the last time and I’ve been itching to go out to dinner again. I’m hoping to make a whole ‘Date Day’ out of it but apparently it is suppose to rain and snow all day tomorrow which ruins my whole plan.

I am trying to plan dinner right now but Chad is all working and wont answer to any of my suggestions and hes all in and out of conversation and now he is leaving to go out for lunch and I am going crazy because of it.

The sun is FINALLY coming out and hopefully it wont go away because the only way this office gets an ounce of heat in is it if the sun shines in my window. I work in a friggin cave. My computer just went all BIG FONT on me.

Ok crap. I need to start working and finish this inventory project I started 2 months ago and haven’t touched since causing there to be boxes of crap everywhere. I AM SORRY OK. Shit. I need to go.

Dinner with Sasha on Monday night. Those are her expensive vintage glasses. Dior I believe.

They look better on her.

We went to Me & Julio on Commercial Drive. The Guacamole was amazing.

The food was pretty good. I had the steak Taco.

Dinner on Monday was good. It was so great to catch up with Sasha. We gossiped for 3 hours. It was perfect! I really should get together with her more. She is one of my most favorite. Our inside jokes go back to grade 9 when I found out she was 12.

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I feel like ranting about clothes right now since I was just in the wearhouse and the dress I want isn’t there any more.

In following with my goal of minimizing my footprint on things I have successfully gone through all my clothes and got rid of as much stuff as I could. During this process it got me to thinking about the stuff I buy and why I buy it.

I use to only buy things on sale because that’s the way my mother always taught me to do it, and I didn’t mind and thought it was a good idea until I saw something I really wanted but knew there was no way I would get it because it was full price. Now, however, I’ve started to look at things not for their price but at how much wear I could get out of them. I don’t mind paying a reasonable not-on-sale-price for something I know I will wear lots.

I have two problems however.

1) Since I work in the clothing industry and have an entire wear house full of goods for sale no more then 5 feet from me there is a lot of temptation that goes on. Both Alicia and I have felt this same strain. Something new comes into the warehouse and we get all excited about it and pick one in every colour and put them on our rack to purchase. But as time goes on and we have more time to think about it it turns out that half the things on our rack we really could live without and had we not got caught up in the hype when it first came in we most likely would not have bought it.

And so is the process of attempting to take the stuff you put on hold and trying to put it back in inventory. This process is hard and can only be done during certain times of the day when certain people are not looking because putting things on hold and then realizing you don’t want them and putting them back causes some people to have a slight hissy fit. This we want to avoid at all times, and so we try our best to only pick what we want and buy it in a timely manner, because if you don’t and you let things sit there for too long, you have to buy them no matter what, which might mean that you will go home with things you really didn’t want. Especially if you already use up your allotted ‘free clothing’ allowance and have to pay cash for them. This has happened to me once and I never want it to happen again.

2) In this age of blogging and facebook and flickr every time there is an event there are photos and these photos are then posted on every possible website known to man. This means when you wear an outfit out and get yourself photographed in it there is evidence that you did in fact wear the white sparkle top with your jean skirt and people will remember this and so you now have the pressure of trying to come up with a new outfit each and every time you go out. Now this may not happen to everyone but it happens to me. So every time I’m getting ready to go out I take a look in my gigantic closet and have nothing to wear because I probably have a picture of myself in everything in there. This leads to the “purchase, wear once, give away” syndrome.

Now although there are clothes I have purchased and never worn and have then given away, it happens very rarely and is usually a top I bought because it was on sale for 5 bucks and I figured ‘Why not?’ and then realized why not when I got home and couldn’t return it.

Now the “purchase, wear once, give away” syndrome can work for you if you have millions of dollars and don’t care about being ridiculous but for me I don’t want to make that an option, especially when I move into the apt. it can’t be an option with the lack of clothing space there will be and with the majority of my money going towards a mortgage.

What got me thinking about all this is the fact that I have 3 weddings to attend this summer, not to mention my own wedding and subsequent wedding showers and such. I figured that since my place of work prides itself on the Summer Dresses that they make I would get 3 new dresses for the 3 weddings because really, I have no dresses. And so I picked out a few that I liked and I put them on hold. But the more and more I looked at them the more and more I realized that 2 out of the 3 I could see myself wearing this summer and for many summers to come, but one of them, while stunning, would most likely be a one season dress for myself. And there is really no point paying the price they charge for a dress (which really isn’t cheap) for something I can only see myself wearing once.

I also started to think about all the pictures of me wearing these dresses and if it would be weird to wear these dresses next summer and such. See my mind is crazy. There are somethings I will buy and wear for a million years and there are other things that I buy and wear for one season and then never want to see again. Then I feel all guilty getting rid of these things because I’ve only had them for such a short time. So I leave them in my closet for years never wearing them until I get fed up with seeing them and figure, if I haven’t worn you in a year I’m never going to wear you again. When really I should just chuck them at the beginning.

So the moral of this post is that from now on I am going to only buy things that have longevity and are worth their full price, and if I can score a few pieces that I really like on sale that’s a bonus. But on sale or not I will only buy things I really love and know I will wear and I will not get caught up in hype. I hope. This will then help me to fulfill my goal of only keeping what I really need and not saving anything and everything because I might need it one day, like I’ve done in the past.

If we lived in a perfect world we would all have walk in closets and our clothing allowence would never run out.