One Year From Today

In exactly one year from today, Boyfriend and I will say I do at the end of this aisle. I celebrated this -1 year anniversary by having my first pre-wedding nightmare. I dreamt that I "accidentally" bought two ten thousand dollar dresses that I couldn't return. OOPS. I blame this on all the stupid bridal magazines that only show dresses that cost more than a new car. 

I'd also like to make a shout out to the wedding show I attended for selling my information to EVERY SINGLE WEDDING VENDOR from here to Kentucky. Thanks, for the nonstop emails, phone calls and mail we're getting. I promised myself that I would be a chill bride, and I wouldn't start a wedding countdown or anything like that to freak the shit out of myself and make me think that time is running out to get things done. From here on out, we're taking one day at a time and will slowly start marking things off our list. I'm not going to worry about the emails coming in telling me I only have 364 days and by now I should have hired 3 coordinators, a dancing monkey and a marching band or else my wedding is going to be a giant let down. 

Also, I'm new at this whole getting married thing and admittedly, it's kinda scary. If you have any advice on how not to turn into a crazy person, I'd love to hear it. 

Happy Day of Love

Do you know the history of Valentine's Day? Don't worry, I googled it.


Catholic Version: Saint Valentinus marrying lovers in secrecy after marriage was banned because single men make better soldiers. blah blah blah. He was sentenced to death. NOT ROMANTIC


Then, there's the Pagan Version that involved dipping sacrificial goats in blood and slapping women with the blood soaked goat to make them  fertile... WHAT?! EVEN LESS ROMANTIC


Then, there's what is referred to as the "Romantic Version"  that was started because it was believed that the middle of February is the bird's mating season.... NOT VERY ROMANTIC


But, then there is My Version:  girls and boy says nice things to each other, and there better be some candy involved.  But really, that's no different than my expectations for any other day.


Hope your day is filled with tons of love and candy. 

The Mouse

Less than a week ago. I made all my friends watch this video, and I proclaimed that I would never want to hurt a little mouse...ever...EVER. 

Flash forward to this morning. There was "evidence" that one of these little shits raided my taco seasoning. It may or may not have gone down like this. "BOYFRIEND!!! wake up, wake up. There's a mother fu&*ing Mexican Mouse living in our house!!!! KILL THE BEAST!"

But, then I imagine him looking like this, and I can't help but want to keep him to teach me how to salsa. 

Hey Internet, We need your help

Boyfriend and I are finalists for a wedding photography giveaway. Scroll through the blah blah and click Megan + Tyler, we'd totally love it if you did. 

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above photos courtesy of Erica

Hey guys, It's a New Post

Lately I've had the attention span of a cricket. It goes a little like this:
-get work done
(5 seconds later)
-WEDDING DRESSES!
-(30 minutes later)
-no, really, get work done!!
(5 seconds later)
- WEDDING DRESSES! HONEYMOON!! CAKE TASTING!!! BRIDESMAIDS!! VENUE!! OMG MY HEAD IS EXPLODING. 


That about sums up the last few weeks of my life. Also, we bought a car. So, somewhere between thoughts of cake tastings and garter belts (you know, the important stuff) there was some serious car research going on. 


We had never bought a car from a dealership on our own, so it was a terrifying experience up to the point of actually sitting there and doing it. By then, we had all the research in front of us and we're confident we were making a good decision and at a fair price. We kicked some car buying ass. Now, Drake has a little hatch back so he can ride in the very back. Key word: CAN. He still doesn't understand why we're putting him in the "trunk" and jumps into the back seat the second we look away. That's ok, becuase the dog can do downward dog on command, I can't really complain. Well... technically he's doing puppy pose, but whatever it's called, he's a freaking genius. 


As promised, here's proof. 
there's no sound, so just say this out loud while watching it:
"Hi, handsome fellow, can you LAY DOWN. good boy, BANG. you're so dead. UP. Now, STRETCH (this is his yoga command)." He's available for hire ;)