So my dress comes in on Thursday (I should have it already, but that's another story in and of itself) and Kay comes in on Wednesday. Then all shall be right in the wedding world. I haven't been sleeping well at night lately. I don't know what it is. I don't know if it's the prospect of getting married, or what, but-I woke up about 2 weeks ago and noticed that I had, for the first time EVER dark circles and bags under my eyes. Clearly I will have to see to those before 11 days and 22 hours from now. But who's counting...
Monday, July 20, 2009
Am I dead yet?
So...I've added a countdown to help me remember when I'm getting married. Because, you know, I could forget. I've been to told to update my blog. Here you go Dad. Wedding plans are just about done. Thank goodness! I've been busy with so many things, but for the next 2 days I've got nothing to do (Sssshhh. I don't want Kay finding out I'm not doing anything) because I need Kay's help with what I've got left. Getting married is really hard sometimes. At least if you live in Alexandria, Virginia. Alexandria is probably the worst place to live. They take all your money in really random ways, and make things difficult to do. For instance: our marriage license. We are getting married, technically in Montgomery Country, Maryland, because that's where the temple is. Well, the temple sent us our application for marriage in MoCo (you know, Montgomery County-stay with me now people) to be filled out and notarized by a clerk of the court in Alexandria. We go in one Thursday afternoon on Kevin's lunch break to do this thinking, of course, that there wouldn't be any problem. But as Kevin points out so often, with things involving him, there's usually a problem. So, we go, and the lady says we need to make an appointment with Mr. So and So and here is his contact info. Kevin calls and the man says he only has next Thursday open. Goody. We get to wait a week. Meanwhile, the temple calls me wondering where our marriage license is, because we're getting married in three weeks, and they want to make sure they have it. I explain to her the situation, and and tells me that I should consider driving the application up to the courthouse in MoCo so that they have plenty of time to mail over the license to the temple. She calls back a few days later and says if I'm driving the application to the courthouse, then I can just drive the license to the temple. Fine. Keep in mind I have a 2 year old with me during all of this. So we go back the next Thursday to meet with Mr. So and So. He looks at my license to make sure I actually do live in Alexandria, like I claim, and goes back to sign and notarize it (all of which took 5 minutes. We needed to make an appointment for that?). Friday I drive the application to MoCo courthouse. She looked at the application and told me I could've mailed this in. I said to make sure we had enough time, I decided to drive it up. She then proceeds to tell me that if that was the plan, I could've just walked in at any time and done this because all she's gonna do is take the info off the paper, put it in the computer, throw the paper away, and hand me my license. Seriously?!?! So she didn't check my I.D., ask if the marriage was consensual, make sure Kevin was not my brother, blah, blah blah. Evidently they care less in Maryland than in Virginia. Who knows.