Wedding Week: Day 3

Today we celebrated Sherman's birthday. 

We don't really know when Sherm's birthday is because he was a run away.  So we decided his birthday would be the day we adopted him.  This day would be a day we won't be with him, as we are getting married. hahaha  We decided to celebrate this evening.

First, we met up with a new doggie friend.  Our friend Alli has a goldendoodle.  We took Sherman over to her house and the dogs played, and played and played.  In fact, the played so much our puppy is snoozing on the couch right now =)

After that we brought Sherman home.  Jeff was getting out the 24lb bag of dog food I purchased today.  (we don't normally buy that big of a bag, but I had a coupon and got free treats!)  I had opened the bag earlier but kept it in the car.  Jeff didn't realize this.

Enter the next photo...

 What else was there to do than bring out the Birthday Dog to help clean up the mess!

HAPPY 4th BIRTHDAY SHERMAN!  We are so glad we adopted you.  I can't believe it has been a year!

Wedding Week: Day 2

Wedding prep!

Every bride goes through some preparations before the big day!  I have been doing my fair share of these myself. 2 certain things come to mind. 

First of all.  In order for Jeff and I to go on our honeymoon we have to kennel this cutie here.

I took Sherman to the Vet the other day to get his  appropriate shots.  If there is something you should know about Sherm is that he loves him some vet action.  He barks, howls, sings etc the whole time he is there.  It is not a one person job.  I had the day off, so sadly I had to do this myself.  I was a tad frazzled by the time we got back to the vet.  The helper came in and looked at Sherman.  She reached out her right hand.  I thought she wanted to shake hands, but she actually wanted the leash.  I put my hand in her hand.  Her hand went limp and we held hands for about 5 seconds until I realized what she really intended.  hahahaha

The other day I decided to go get a final massage before walking down the aisle.  About 10 min. before leaving, I realized that I hadn't put on nail polish.  I put on my fastest drying polish and headed out the door.  When I get a massage I have to start out on my belly.  30 min later, I turn to my back.  By the time I lay down, I forget about my earlier painted nails.  30 min. into the massage I am asked to turn over.  My left foot is entirely stuck to the sheet.  It makes a HUGE ripping noise as I free my locked foot.  I was just completely embarrassed.

I think it is great to have these stress relievers while I am planning my wedding.

Wedding Week: Episode 1

I realized I missed Wedding Wednesday last week, but I have decided to try and blog everyday this week!  You heard it... Wedding Wednesday ALL WEEK! You're welcome. haha

For the first entry I think I will go with a very important lesson that was learned last night.  There are a lot of 'lessons' we are going to learn I am sure with marriage, but one of them happened last night.

Last week I finished everything wedding related so Jeff and I can just chill and have a fun week together this week.  Last night was game night... 

I think the slogan for the game Monopoly should be as follows: "Monopoly, making families fight and cry since 1935."  I must make a confession too.  I have never played the real game before.  I had Jr. Monopoly growing up but in our house, (and I am sure most houses) Monopoly is a very very sore subject.  Since I have never played with my parents, this is what I hear happens.  Dad runs out of money, mom feels bad for him and loans him some money.  The tables turn and dad refuses to loan mom money.  I guess mom ends up getting mad because dad's heart isn't the size of hers.  etc. etc. 

Going in last night, I knew of this story.  I made SURE not to 'loan' Jeff any money.  I had houses, money, more money, all the railroads and the houses with the highest rent.  I was living the high life.  There was a moment that Jeff said "well, you look like you are winning, want to call it a night?"  Determined to finish a game, I declined... BIG MISTAKE.  Two wrong dice trows.  I am paying Jeff $1,000 then 3,000, then I land on a hotel with only $50 left and no money to pay him.  The second I land there, I stand up and firmly say "I'm tired!" and storm off to bed.

Fast forward to this morning.  The game is still on the table and I agree to finish.  I mortgage some houses to pay my debt.  Owe him $3,000 again.  He goes three rounds and doesn't hit ANY of my blue properties.  I land on another hotel with only $6. To that I begin to flick all the houses off the board.  Jeff says "So are we finished?" HAHAHA

Being the youngest, him and I, we have to learn how to play games.  After the wounds heal, it is always funny to look back at how tense our games night are.  It is NEVER a relaxing event.  We are both very poor losers so it is a guarantee that someone will be grumpy. We got through and I am sure we will play Monopoly again.  Just not anytime too soon.