Wedded Bliss

It's summertime. Weddings are everywhere. And I love weddings. I mean, LOVE. L-O-V-E! I'd have one tomorrow if I could. But I'm still happy as a single girl. This is my dilema...

A woman gets to be a princess for a day. A man gets to shine like never before (or after). I've dreamed of my wedding (and planned many iterations of it in my head and on paper) since I was 6. It's how I learned the word "gazebo" (that's where I intended to say my vows until my godsister had her wedding in a gazebo). I wanted to wear Mrs. Piggy's dress back then. I just needed my Kermit the Frog. And I found him (but that's another post).

Some people hate weddings (blasphemy), but who could hate this:



How totally awesome (if 80s clothes can come back, 80s lingo can come back, too)! I'd never have the guts to do this (I'm pretty traditional really), and I've already forbidden my boyfriend from strolling down the aisle (it's BGLO tradition) at ours or anyone else's wedding. But I think this is really cool. I love the choreography :o)!

With an entrance like that, I WISH I could see the photos and video from the rest of the day.

Congratulations to all the newlyweds and soon-to-be-mrs(es). And good luck to all the upcoming bridesmaids (myself included. I might be the first bridesmaidzilla on the planet. I can't help it; I actually DO care what the napkins look like...please forgive me in advance).

Welcome

I planned to start this blog the day I met President-Elect Obama. It was an amazing moment. He walked in the room, preceded by the tallest Secret Service agent I have ever seen, shook some hands, reached out to me, shook mine, said a few words, and moved on. I don't know what he said. Something about basketball and getting back to work. It really doesn't matter. It was still amazing. But life took over (after I stopped shaking from excitement and g-chatting about the moment to all of my friends) and I never got around to starting this blog.

So now I'm here. The night of President Obama's first address to the Congress, laying out his vision for the next four years. I must say, I hope it's eight years. That was just amazing. For so many reasons. What he said, who he is, all that he is not. I'm not grandizing him, but I believe in him and in his passion. It's not the first time I've been proud to be an American, but daggonit, it makes me proud of this country in ways that I've never felt before. Pride can grow, right? Well it feels pretty amazing right about now. And I can't WAIT until the 4th of July. Even if I do the same thing I've done for the past few years on July 4 this year, I promise it will FEEL different. And that's pretty cool.

Anyway, I don't know if you actually care what I think or what I don't think. But I like to talk. And this is my forum to put it out there for all to see. And it'll be a wide variety. Everything from music to fashion to politics to education to tennis to television shows to weddings to whatever. So enjoy!