Today marks 18 days until W-day. I'm feeling pretty good and not feeling stressed yet. Key word being "yet". My mantra has been to not stress about things or people I can't control. Yes, I'm sure something will go wrong but I just have to keep my eye on the prize which is marrying the love of my life. Today I brought my dress in to Ms. J to do some final alterations. She's going to take the top in a little bit more in hopes that it won't droop during the wedding. For a split second while I was looking at myself in the mirror, I thought what if my dress isn't right for the wedding or it gets screwed up. She also mentioned adding straps which I quickly vetoed. I left the shop a little uneasy but as I was walking out, the sun was breaking through the clouds. (It has been cloudy and rainy all day and this was the first time the sun peeked out.) I took it as a message from God telling me that everything was going to be just fine. Moments like that give me chills.
I had a semi-Murphy's Law kind of day at work today. Last night, I tried a new recipe (yes, I cooked). It was Chicken Tamale Pie from Cooking Light. It turned out pretty good. If Neal didn't really like it, he didn't say anything. He knows I try! Anyway, I put some in a glass container to take for lunch today. I put it in the refrigerator in the morning. When it was finally lunchtime, I grabbed the container and it shattered right there inside the refrigerator. The strangest thing and I'm still not sure how it broke because it didn't hit anything. Needless to say, I couldn't eat the food with shards of glass in it so I had to run out to get lunch. Then when I returned to school, I realized my ID badge was missing from my lanyard. I retraced my steps and didn't ever find it. Not a big deal except I need it anywhere I go in the district and I have to pay to replace it. Maybe it will turn up soon. On that note, I've pretty much checked out of work. I think its a combination of spring break coming next week and the wedding coming up. Today, I was having my kids teach each other how to do yoga poses using their good sentences of course. Talk about hippie speech!
This post has turned a bit random but here goes my next thought. I've become addicted to reading stranger's blogs. Go ahead, judge me. It starts out by me checking in on friends' blogs and then clicking on their friends to read their blogs and then so on. I've been reading blogs of people I have never met nor will I ever probably meet. But I somehow feel like I "know" them and their families. I find this a bit odd that I do this but I can't seem to stop. I realize this makes me a stalker. But in a harmless way, right?
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