SOUP AND SNOW PEAS, PT 2.

I need a job. And I still can't drive. Does that count as "something interesting?" No? I didn't think so.

Well then...Robert and I are moving right along planning the wedding that is now 49 days away. For those of you say, "I thought you didn't count DAYS, Angie!" You're right, I still don't. But, my wedding planning software opens up with a countdown. Don't let the fact that I don't count days make you think I'm not excited though. I am!

We've had a good planning week, too. We asked our pastor to do our ceremony, and he said that he got butterflies in his stomach over our asking him. So, the leprechaun is in for the ceremony, and he is also doing our pre-marital counseling, which has been fun already. Among the assignments, there was a list of questions that said something like, "Please mark the following items as necessary, desirable, useful, or luxury," and then listed things like, "family vacation, cable, internet, two cars, two incomes, pets, savings, retirement, etc..." Robert and I had to complete this survey seperately without sharing our answers, which we did (mostly). We were talking about it later, and he said, "OH Angie, when I saw the list of "necessary, desirable, useful, or luxury" I thought, "Angie is going to hate that! Not enough choices!"

Funny thing. I wrote at the top of that section, "Jason - you know me! There aren't enough choices here!" And, not to mention the fact that "unnecessary" and "unwanted" weren't choices. Bob and I both wanted to answer those for "pets."

[I'm listening to a band called Athlete. Good stuff.]

We also registered for gifts and other awesome stuff at Crate and Barrel, Target and towels at Sears. I'm most looking forward to the cookie sheets as it might end the Battle of the Fallen Cookies that is still happening at my apartment. [update from the field: made Batch #4 with all the proper ingredients with Master Commander Robert supervising, and the cookies still fell, spread and burned. Have concluded that the cookie sheet is to blame, though Robert says that these findings are not publishable in journals because I did not isolate the cookie sheet from the beginning. I know that, of course, but let's just be real. The cookie dough was wonderful this time. It's the cookie sheet that's causing the problem.]

We went to look at the church where we'd like to get married yesterday. It is best described the little brick chapel in the country... :-). Aren't Bob and I this strange mix of urban and country? Old and new? We talked also about alternative spaces, and wondered if we knew any friends who worked at any art galleries or warehouses downtown...Whatever works for us, I suppose.

[Currently listening to Pulp and liking it.]

And Devan - did I really say that? I remember that saying...but was I the one who said that? That sounds like something the short, fat, Jewish man would say.

Why do the throw pillows in my apartment still have the tags on them?

OH! AND! How sad for you if you have not had the opportunity to hear Robert tell about his time away in our middle eastern country. The funny stories are so VERY funny! Some of them are chuckle to yourself funny - some are laugh outloud funny - some are laugh so hard you're not even making a sound funny! But the stories of how his own life was impacted and what God showed him about who he is and what he was really there to do - those are amazing. It's unexpected and fantastic...