My sister is going to the chapel!

My sister is getting married this Saturday and I cannot believe it! I am experiencing a broad range of emotions ("I'm in a glass case of emotion" for the movie-lovers) right now. Courtney's wedding is in less than a week and in 24 hours I will be arriving in Florida. My suitcase is pretty much packed, but my mind hasn't caught up with what I am doing and where I am going. May 3rd seemed so far off, but it really sneaked up on us! I'm sure my time in Florida is going to go by so quickly! I honestly can't wait for Thursday, a.k.a. "Girls Day" because we are getting massages and our nails done, laying out, and going out for drinks in the evening and will meet up with the guys. Friday most of the guests will trickle in and I think we will spend the day on the beach and we will all meet up at a restaurant on the beach for dinner. Saturday we have to be up and ready to get our hair and make-up done at 6am (eeeek!) and then we will be busy with pictures, pictures, more pictures, and then the wedding! Courtney and Matt are getting married in the same church our parents were married in, so the setting is very sentimental. It is so neat to think she will walk down the same aisle my mother did. Kyleigh and I have been trying to work on our toast for the reception and I am worried it will be a disaster. Hopefully all the guests will have a couple drinks in them and will love whatever we say.

I need to finish up packing because I am doing what I do best, procrastinating! I have laundry to do and kitties to cuddle, so I must be going now. I will be sure to post lots of great pictures upon my return.

Courtney's Bridal Shower Photos

Nothing but Neti

Enough! I know I have been neglecting my readers, but I am back after a few complaints. No more bunny. At least I gave you something cute to look at while I took my blog hiatus. But actually I have some good excuses about why I have not been writing.

1. My sister's wedding took over my life for a short while. I had to go home and then spend a lot of time putting together my sister's slideshow to play at her wedding. This project soon became a nightmare because Courtney mailed me CDs of photos, I had my own digital ones, and we had real photos. How do you put these all in order? How do I know if Matt looks 6 in one photo and 7 in another? It was definitely a headache to prepare, but I still love you, Courtney and Matt.

2. I spent a long weekend in Atlanta with my sisters for Courtney's bridal shower (pictures to come). We had a great time and I miss them already.

3. I've been sick. I have Nyquil in my system as we speak, so don't look for errors in this post because you will probably find them and I honestly I am not in the state to care.

4. I have spent a lot of time with my new best friend, Neti. I had heard about Neti pots because Oprah talked about them some time ago. Anyway, I tried it for the first time and I am a fan. At first I was a bit anxious to try it because I didn't know if it would feel like I was inhaling water, but it wasn't bad. My head is so stuffy, it feels like the only other productive thing I can do besides blowing my nose non-stop. Anyway, I totally recommend it for anyone with a bad cold or sinus problems.

I will try to get pictures up soon. My pillow and Nyquil are beckoning me to bed. Goodnight!

The cutest thing ever

Bill Clinton Ruined My Day

Well, Bill Clinton ruined my day. I like saying that. I feel like only a privileged few have actually been able to say that and mean it. I have to admit that Bill didn't actually ruin my day, but I felt like the headline packed a punch.

Bill Clinton came to Bloomington yesterday to campaign for Hillary. I decided to try to catch him on my lunch break because he was supposed to speak at 2 pm. Honestly, my vote is still undecided but I really wanted to see Bill speak. It felt like something I shouldn't pass up when he was speaking 5 minutes away from where I work. Some friends and I headed out of work to catch him and stood in line outside of Assembly Hall (where the Indiana Hoosiers play basketball). We were herded like cattle up the to seats and I thought we would get some pretty bad seats. But for some reason, the ushers kept telling us to keep walking down the steps of the stadium. Soon we are on the floor and quickly ushered to our seats on the side bleachers. Our seats were amazing! I had my camera phone ready and was excited to see former President Clinton. The only downfall was I never got to see Bill Clinton. (Cue the Debbie Downer music) My friends and I sat, sat, and sat some more. We tried to be patient as our bottoms grew numb on the hard wooden bleachers. We all felt so cramped and were packed in like sardines. I was really getting sick of the two 12 year-olds taking pictures of themselves with their camera phones in front of me...non-stop. I know that age is pretty self-consumed, but sheesh! Enough is enough. Also, there were only so many times we could hear the same songs repeat on the campaign CD. Eventually, our excitement turned into annoyance and anxiety. I had visions of my phone ringing off the hook, the receptionist paging me, and my inbox full of panicked emails. I guess the others I was with thought the same thing...after a while we exchanged anxious looks and headed out. We couldn't wait for Bill any longer. Way to ruin my day, Bill Clinton!

When we returned to work everyone was asking, "How was Bill?" We had to say, "We sat there for an hour and half and decided to come back to work. No Bill..." I heard he showed up 2 and a half hours late, but gave a good speech and agreed with his daughter Chelsea about how Hillary would be be a better president than he was. He also cracked a joke about how "No Child Left Behind" has not been successful which drew applause from the audience. He said he could be standing in the middle of Idaho without a Democrat around for miles and that an elk would applaud him for that stance. That kind of made me laugh when I read that because I really liked the way Bill painted that picture with words.

My dreams of seeing a former President with my own eyes were crushed, but maybe another opportunity will arise. Until then, I will keep a personal grudge....how many people can actually say they have a personal grudge against him? Well probably a lot, so I'm not that special. But anyway, he like totally ruined my day...

My Green Kitty