Does this make me a terrible friend?

One of my best friends is getting married tomorrow.

She was the Maid of Honor in my wedding.

When she asked me to be her Maid of Honor, I was so excited and happy to be able to return the favor.

About 2 weeks ago I remembered that being a Maid of Honor meant writing a speech. And actually reading it... out loud... in.front.of.people. I did not sign up for this. Oh, wait... yes I did. Dammit.

I finished my speech yesterday, and it's so short I'm almost embarrassed by it. But I literally cannot think of a single extra thing to put in there. I don't have many stories of the two of them together, because we don't get to see them very often anymore.

I don't really have sappy stories of how much I love her ready to throw out. I'm not comfortable with being overly emotional in front of people if I can help it. It's awkward. It's also awkward for others to listen to overly emotional people talk about memories that no one else was ever involved in except for two people.

I really don't think that she wants me to tell people about the time we stole the giant Shrek standee from the kiosk outside the movies at the mall. Or the time she spent the entire school day in a Tigger costume and ran around the halls looking for her teacher.

So basically, what I'm saying, is I got nothing.

So I've decided to keep it short and sweet. I'm sure everyone will appreciate that.

Hello everyone, I want to start off by saying Congratulations to ___ and ___, and to thank everyone for coming today. For those who don't know me, I'm Mz.Soup, and I’ve known ___ since high school.___ and I have been through quite a bit together, and I'm so glad that I am able to share this day with her. Last year I had the pleasure of celebrating my own wedding day with ___ by my side as my Maid of Honor, and when she asked me to return the favor I happily agreed.

I personally feel that is a perfect match for . He's quiet, and she's... well, not. He's calm, and she's... well, not. At first glance they seem like complete opposites, but at the same time they are so similar, and that's what makes them such a great couple. I’m really thrilled that has found a husband in and I know they’ll make a wonderful life together. I’d like to wish them a life full of health, happiness and endless adventure.
Please raise your glasses to ___, and ___, the bride and groom.

I got my little moment of funny in, and I feel that I did an okay job pulling it together with the little that my brain could squeak out.

Personally, I think wedding speeches
are stupid.
(Mainly because I have way too much anxiety for something like that)

It's sad how oblivious we are sometimes.

So this weekend Hurricane Irene showed her rainy, overbearing self. Luckily, we made it through unscathed. I spent the entire day yesterday being completely lazy, because it was the first time in a while that I had that opportunity. Played on my iPad for hours, watched a ridiculous amount of pointless TV, and basically did absolutely nothing.

Right before it started to get dark, I suggested that we take Calli for a walk. It was absolutely gorgeous all afternoon. We made our way down the street, and about six houses down from ours encountered a man sitting on a chair in his front yard. We exchanged greetings and then he asked if we had heard anything about when the power was coming back.

Wait, you guys don't have power?

Haven't had any power since 2:30 this morning.

We had absolutely no idea that power was out anywhere near us. We knew it was out in other areas, but not that close to us. We should have been clued in when we noticed that the traffic light right outside our house was out. But no.

On a completely different note. We got a new TV. We didn't want a new TV, the earthquake decided that we needed a new one.

I got home last Tuesday (after the earthquake and a long drawn-out hour of not having any way to get home) and milled around the house for a few hours. Nothing was out of place so it eased me into a false sense of security. After a while I turned on the TV and was watching some random show. I didn't notice anything wrong until a commercial with a black background that I was half paying attention to, I remember thinking to myself "that's really interesting, they put pink stars in the background behind that car." Then the commercial changed, and the pink stars were still there. I also noticed green lines (Matrix-style, almost) running down every quarter of an inch all the way across the screen.

So of course, when D.Soup got home and I showed him, he started researching new TVs.

And, of course, that next day we had a brand new LED television. And last night I realized something that had been bothering me for the last few days.

Our new TV...
makes everything look like a soap opera.

Merrily We Roll Along

Things have been.... slow in the Soup house. I'm not sure that's the best word for how July felt... torturous maybe?

It was hotter than hell, pretty much the entire month of July. Not just here, I think it was hot everywhere.

We stayed in the house as often as physically possible, and grumbled and whined when we had to go outside. Even Calli wasn't interested in being outside for any longer than it takes for her to do business.

Noteworthy things from July:

• Got my hair dyed. I love it.
• D. Soup bought a bow and arrows. And signed up for hunter safety training. Awesome.
• ..............................

That's really it. And that's quite sad.

Hopefully August will be more interesting.
*fingers crossed*

A "Sad" Goodbye

Today is my last day as a redhead.

So... Goodbye beautiful red hair. Goodbye shockingly bright flame of a head in the daylight. Goodbye sassiness that comes with the red. I will miss how awesome we look together in those magical moments when I brush you out and you fall perfectly into place.

Here's to hoping the dyed (and in the future natural) brown of tomorrow brings me as much happiness as the red has brought me since November.

Alternatively, I have to say goodbye to the things I won't miss:

Goodbye red hair dye washing down the drain in my shower. Goodbye random shampoo and conditioner that I didn't really like but used anyway because you helped to stop my hair from fading out so quickly. Goodbye brown roots at 3 weeks. I won't really miss you at all... so you can rot in hell.



Maybe some day I will return to you, red hair. Until then, I will miss you.

I don't think the sassiness disappears with the red hair.
I just look more the part with it.

Side Note: Need to Mention

How freaking cute is Emma Watson? I just can't handle it.


Also,
Matthew Lewis (Neville Longbottom) has turned into a VERY attractive young man.

That is all.

Long Day

Tonight is midnight showing of

HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS
PART 2

And last, but CERTAINLY not least:

omg i love him

I'm so ridiculously excited. If I was smart, I would be taking a nap before leaving for the movies. But of course, D.Soup, Tiffany.Dawn and I are watching Part 1 before we go.

SO, basically... my schedule today/tomorrow is:

• Work all day (8-4)
• Pick Calli up
• Go home and try to clean up a little (we have a new schedule that we are doing a terrible job sticking to... more about that later)
• Watch Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1
• Drive to movie theater
• Stand in line for 3 hours
• WATCH MOVIE
• Leave movie theater (approx 3 am)
• Power nap
• Work all day tomorrow

It's going to be SO FREAKING AWESOME.

This movie is so totally worth lack of sleep.

Never again will I inform my body of plans that I am making for us.

I started off my "do better at exercising" plan focused and motivated. And then everything came to a screeching halt... For good reason.

It's like a crime scene in my pants.

Yes, that is a quote from "No Strings Attached". And it is completely appropriate for the last three days of my existence.

This is sort of how it went down...

Mz.Soup: Hmm, I think it might be about time to think about babies.
Uterus: Say what?
MS: Yeah, I think I'm going to go off my pills soon.
Uterus: You want to do WHAT?! Let me remind you of how life was when you weren't on the pill...

Three days later and I'm uncertain if I'm exhausted from my vacation (which is completely unfair, you're supposed to be relaxed after vacation), or if it's from the blood loss.

I vaguely remember laying on the floor and informing my mother that "it feels like someone is sucking my insides out with a vacuum".

My life has been fairly stable since I started taking the pill, light periods, no pain. A mild case of the crazies (read: Hysterical sobbing because D.Soup had not cleaned the litter box immediately after I asked him) there for a little while until I got my pills changed around. But since then, magical. Well, until Monday.

I only have one more comment for the moment.

Rot in hell, Uterus.
Rot.in.hell.




PS. Please don't ACTUALLY rot... I need you.
For, you know, baby making related things