I got two jobs!

Why does this always happen to me? There are some people in this country(and in this world) who can't even get a job because of the hard economic times...and I have the option of two jobs. I am literally unable to decide between the two. Since I quit my other job I have been really excited about my new job in a restaurant! I will start out serving at a brand new restaurant and I can see so much potential for myself there. The other perks are the excitement of it, the youngness of the staff, and the fact that I won't be behind a desk for 8 hours at a time. As soon as I found out I had this job...my old job calls back and offers me a supervisory position??!!! Obviously I am torn. The hardest decision is that I have REALLY enjoyed being home and taking care of the house and dog that I am REALLY undecided about wanting to go back to work at all. haha. Woe is me.

Congrats!!!

So one of my best and longest friends got engaged this past weekend!!! Congrats Laura and Galo! I know it seems silly, but it makes me feel a little better to know that I am not the only person I know who is engaged and getting married!!! They are so cute and so happy together! Here is a picture of FI, me, Laura, and Galo, when they came to visit and we went to the aquarium. I miss them!


In other news....I did something today that I have been meaning to do for a VERY long time. I went to the library(which is a mere five minutes from my apartment...I could walk there in 10) and GOT A LIBRARY CARD. So proud of myself**pats self on back**. I even ventured as far as a good book to read...Madame Bovary...which I have been meaning to read since high school.

Right now my dog is unbelievably obsessed with this Aflac duck. Someone at my hotel gave it to me quite sometime ago and I think Carter has been eyeing it with a hungerous eye ever since. Anyways the duck screams "Aflac...Aflac...AFLACCCCC!!! Everytime he bits it between his ravenous jaws. KILL.ME.NOW. I am now going to attempt to begin my book.

Wish me luck!!!!!

It's a country kind of city!

The FI and I went driving last night....to see the place of his childhood. First and foremost we ventured into Macy's to do our wedding registry. Who knew there was so much stuff that you could possibly need and the whole time I was wondering how I was going to fit each confounded mixer and gadget into my tiny little kitchen! We had fun though and found the best fine china...I am in love with this Kate Spade....

Buy it for me...or else FI will have to! :)
After we did some registering he FINALLY took me by his old house which is just outside of Atlanta....seemed like the country....but you could be back to the city in 30min. I got to see his old high school too! It's funny to watch someone else experience memories that I wasn't apart of or have no recollection of. :)
We signed our lease for another year in the same apartment. This is good and bad. We don't want the hassel of moving until after the wedding...but I think we are both ready for a change and maybe something a little bigger. I did lots of cleaning today and am very proud of myself because now that we have been here a whole year, I feel like I finally have the apartment looking somewhat cute. Take a look!

Bedroom


Bathroom (yes that is me looking scrub-tastic in the background)


Kitchen


Living Room

7:42am

Ughhhhh.....Brandon has been working the morning shift at work and it just sucks. Who gets up at 4:30am?? Well, apparently I do now....grrrr. I am not a morning person!!!! It is difficult to embrace the morning when the morning comes before 10:00am. 6:03am and he is off to work....I don't even know what to do this early besides try to go back to sleep, but after the strong cup of coffee it took to get me up in the first place that place of sleep is hard to find again. I've resolved to watching 'Sister Act' and listening to the puppy snore since he has no trouble getting back to it.

Engagement Pictures!!

Our Love Story

Our Love Story
Chapter 1: The Day We Met
Chapter 2: The First Date
Chapter 3: I Told him"I Love You"
Chapter 4: He Told Me "I Love You Too"
Chapter 5: The Proposal

Chapter 6: The REAL Love Story
I could tell you how we met, how we dated, and about how he proposed. I could tell you why he's cute, why he's funny, and why I totally and completely adore him. Of course this is all VERY important to me, but any person of our age has seen, heard, and experienced it all before. Boy meets girl, boy likes girl, girl likes boy, they fall in love, and live happily ever after. If you have heard one story, you have heard them all. Every girl is a princess with their fairy tale prince and story book ending...but what happens in between it all? What makes the boy like the girl and the girl like the boy? What happens when the cameras shut off and the audience goes home? I believe what constitutes the magnificence of a love story are the emotions and thoughtfulness that go on in between the "chapter headliners".
To briefly introduce us, we both graduated from Florida State University last Spring and moved to Atlanta to start our careers. We both work long hours, don't get to see each other enough, and our time together is often spent catching up on lost sleep. It has been hard for both of us. We have few friends close by for support so we have only had each other to lean on. Sometimes we fight, but because we are both so stubborn and yet so passionate the fight usually ends with fighting over who loves the other more.
The moments that touch my heart the most in our year and half together are not necessarily the grandiose proposal or the obvious steps he took to assure his love for me in front of others. What touches my heart the most is his passionate love for me when it is just the two of us, when no one else is watching. These moments and often wordless expressions are what will always stand out the most when I think of how to define our love. Recently, I came down with the worst food poisoning of my life. Brandon was at work and I was home all alone. In my head, my hypochondriac of a self was dying from the worst case of Salmonella known to man-kind. I thought I was going to die all alone in my apartment because my poor, hard-working fiance wouldn't be able to come home from work to comfort me in my suffering. Of course he was on the cell phone, frantic with worry because I was turning a probably mild case of food poisoning into a terminal disease. In less than an hour, he somehow found someone to cover his shift and was soon home by my side. I will always remember how he looked when he came home. The expression on his face was completely impromtu and totally unpremeditated. A person could have read his heart on his face.
When he burst through the front door, the worried look on his face said "I love you" more than any romantic action he has ever or will ever attempt to take. I can't explain it nor can I even expect another person to understand, but when I think about how great our love is, his expression at that moment reflects it all. That priceless face said "You are safe because I'm here". It said "If anything ever happened to you, I couldn't survive". That face said "I'll love you forever". That's how I know he will love and protect me no matter what. Not just because we will say our "I Dos" or our "through thick and through thins", but because he has already proven that he will go to the end of the earth (in my mind) for me. Here in lies the depth of our love story. That face...it is my love story. It is my happily ever after.

The Birth of the Blog

Ok....my first blog ever. I knew it would happen eventually. I spend so much time reading other blogs of people whom I do not even know...that it just seemed unfair to not have my own. I must admitt that since the wedding planning began the blog lurking has even gotten a little obsessive. I might even have a little more of my own wedding planned if I wasn't so worried about what other people are planning for thier big event. I have gotten many ideas though!

Maybe if I could get over this flu I would stop reading about other people and get on with my own simple life. :) I have had the worst cold for more than a week now. The day after my birthday I came down with the worst case of food poisoning ever. I really thought the end of my life was near. Brandon, my fiance, had to take my hypocondryact of a self to the hospital to eliminate the possibility of my death. Two bags of IV fluids later, I was back in my own bed trying to recover from my seven hours of vomiting. Because my immune system was so low...the next day I came down with Brandon's head cold. Seriously worst week ever. I am just starting to recover from the sniffles...which means back to life....back to work.