Last Splash

The gene pool could use a little Chlorine.

Okay. July was an off the wagon month for wedding planning. But I'm back on, now, as you will all be happy to know. Back to deposits and vendors and flowers and place settings and all of that crap. Yay. Seriously, it is fun and exciting, and expensive. But I'm happy to spend the money to make it what I want it to be.

Speaking of, the lady that runs the venue of our ceremony is touched with the crazy. And maybe not just slightly. She's flightly and kind of "crazy Aunt Sally" esque. Like, she talks to you as if you're a family member, says you can fill in contract times at your leisure, and just kind of says whatever comes to mind when you call to ask when you can rehearse (since your wedding is on a Sunday) and when you and your mom can come by to see what the garden looks like in the fall. Sigh. Fear...I live in fear. Why did we not elope?

I got the worst sunburn of my life this weekend. I read a short story on the front of the boat without flipping or re-applying sunscreen (which I am usually very careful about). I figured it would be short, right? Not so much. I couldn't wear a bra for the trip home yesterday. And these DD's rarely go out in public without proper support. Good news: the fiance told me he couldn't tell I wasn't wearing a bra all day, so I am still young and nubile.

posted by: Cannonball14 at 19:19 | link | comments (3) |
meow, bridezilla

I've finally realized why I like mo'time so much. It's because generally, the bloggers in this community use proper spelling, grammar, and punctuation. I've been looking at some message boards this morning and I can't figure out if people are really so stupid that they can't spell "senaro" and "minipilate". And then, if they really can't spell, I feel a kind of...a sort of pity for them. (Like the way I felt when my dad, who was always a very hard worker but had to work really hard to learn things, had been out of the country for quite some time before the Democratic Nat'l  Convention and not kept up with political news, and came running out onto the deck with excitement because 'John Edwards is about to be announced as the VP candidate...isn't that cool?' It's not pity...just a sadness because I can only imagine how hurt he felt that his wife and two grown daughters kind of laughed at him and said 'yeah, dad, that's old news'.) Because I'm not looking at like, Britney Spears fan club message boards or the Laguna Beach monster.com website. I'm looking at serious political shit. And these are grown men and women with brilliant ideas about Moderate Republicanism, but I tend to just shove aside anything they write as a fallacy when I have to mentally pull out my freaking red pen and correct it.

* And I also just had to read this post 3 times to make sure I didn't misspell anything and look like a total hypocrite.

posted by: Cannonball14 at 13:56 | link | comments |
meow

Oh dear...I'm afraid I may be a convert to the legging. It's quite terrifying, actually, considering how much fun I've made of the gaucho girl fashion sense. Now, skinny pants have turned gauchos into *gasp* tights that stop mid-calf. And I was laughing like all the rest until today. I just got home form the salon. My hairdresser is a spitfire in her mid-30's, 5 foot nothing and 105 lbs soaking wet, the owner of a cool and trendy salon who has spent time in DC and Thailand. And today, she was wearing the cutest little slim-cut polka-dot dress. With leggings. And she looked adorable.

posted by: Cannonball14 at 20:21 | link | comments |
meow, the retail beast

So, it has been stated here before that I harboured a simmering hatred for Fergie from the Black Eyed Peas for quite some time, mostly because I felt she had broken up the Original Peas (mistakenly) and because she seemed like such a twat. Then, I had to laugh at the fact that her name is actually Stacy Ferguson, and how can I really have bad feelings for someone with such a dorky name? I mean, she's just a hometown girl trying to make it in the world, you know? I heard her new "song" last night, and I have to say I'm impressed. It's almost exactly like what I expected out of her "solo" act, but maybe a little less street and a little more pop (after all, she is white...she can't rap fast). It's almost like if you were to listen to a great Missy Elliot song that was totally ruined by the fact that she had taken a Valium, and because of said drug rapped in slow motion, so the rhymes were off the chain, but there just wasn't enough of them, and you got the feeling that her flow was being cut short by Gwen Stefani coming in to whine the chorus. So, it's good, if that's the sort of thing you like.

posted by: Cannonball14 at 12:55 | link | comments (2) |
meow, music theory

Our society is pushing more and more towards socialism, so much so that it is becoming more difficult for me to maintain my capitalist head sometimes. Driving home late last night, a tour bus (one of those 45-passenger busses) flew past me on the highway going about 90 or so, and the first thought that popped into my head was "they should put a governor on those things so they don't go too fast...that's really dangerous". I then immediately chastised myself for thinking that, reminding myself that it is NOT the government's responsibility to run our lives or businesses, but that it is up to the bus driver, the group that contracted the tour bus, and the police to make sure he is staying at a safe speed. What bothers me is that I know, had I been in the car with some of my crazy, socialistic friends (I have some of those, some right wing nut jobs, and many in various degrees in between) they would have nodded enthusiatically and agreed with me that we should all write to our senators and tell them that big vehicles like busses and transfer trucks need governors installed. No wonder nothing ever gets done in Congress if these are the issues we're really paying attention to.

posted by: Cannonball14 at 14:59 | link | comments (1) |
political bullshit