Productivity

1.  We did our table arrangements and seating assignments in less than an hour and a half tonight, for 118 people.  *Pat on back* Mike is an awesome engineer, so he has a sweet program where we could design the layout of the reception to scale.  I knew he was good for something.
2.  Since we have no friends yet that live nearby, and I wasn't sure if my gown needed to be hemmed, Mike closed his eyes, I put on the dress, and he managed to zip it up for me blindfolded.  Talk about skill.  Verdit, it needs about a 1" trim if I want to wear flats (which I do).  Ugh, more money to spend.  I wish I knew how to do it myself.  I would try if it wasn't my WEDDING DRESS.
3. We have to pick out songs for the DJ.  Why?  I don't know.  I thought I was paying him to do this for me.  Guess not.  We need: a. A wedding processional song.  Preferably something that could be played by a male friend on guitar. And not the traditional bride song.  I cringe just thinking about it  b. First dance    c. Mother/Son Dance    d. Father/daughter Dance.   Comment below with suggestions. Please.  Seriously.  PLEASE.  If we manage to use your suggestion maybe I'll send you a token of my appreciation.
4.  And finally, we have to design our ceremony.  We have a general layout, but any ideas would be helpful.  Again, leave a comment to brighten my day.


Mike is falling asleep.  The dogs are already snuggling.  Two more days until beach time.  Virginia Beach is 15 minutes away.  It's absolutely perfect.  Come visit us.  I like visitors and familiar faces.


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Life is good.

Alive & Well

It's official.

We're in Norfolk, unpacked, and living a semi-normal, calm life.  We being Mike and I, not the dogs.  The dogs are always crazy.

Here's the rundown:

First, we got our kitchen together.  This was our first feat.

Then, our dogs cuddled.  For those who don't know them, Zoe is on the left (a beagle/jack russel terrier mix) and Rita is on the right (a lab/english setter mix).  They cuddle, wrestle, bark, and eat a lot.  Zoe is a quarter of Rita's size and she burps daily.  Rita cries like a baby when Daddy doesn't give her attention.

We love them.

Then, Mike felt the need to cuddle Zoe after work. She likes it, despite what her eyes say.

Finally, I made my first batch of pierogies ever.  Two days later, it was haluski.  The pseudo-Polish in me is coming out. Kurczewski's, you have taught me well.

We live a block away from the Elizabeth River, a mile from downtown Norfolk, and no longer 3 1/2 hours away from each other.  We're very happy about all of those, particularly the latter.

Expect regular updates and lots of pictures.  We miss you all dearly and can't wait to see many of you at the wedding in October. 

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Life is good.