Yes, as usual, it's been a while. I will post more later (I PROMISE), but we're back from our amazing honeymoon and back to reality. Lots of pictures, lots of stories, and I know I still have to give my review of the BEST WEDDING EVER! Or at least, in my opinion.
So we are back! I will talk to you all soon!
Love, Annie
I'll post more later, but just so everyone knows, we are officially married! Everything was perfect and I'm anxiously awaiting pictures! With love to all ---Annie
Note to self: Don't forget the rings!!!!!
Well we're here. The time has come. There is no turning back. Not that I would want to, but it makes it sound so much more dramatic when I say it this way.
Annie and I are very tired. Annie's stomach is twisting and turning. Right now Annie is steam cleaning everything and anything. Ate made the clips for the money dance. My brother Mike is calmly kicking back at his house firmly believing that all transportation arrangements will work themselves out. The Paraiso's are laughing it up with out of town family members. Alexis is having a cool sleep over with Auntie Rosie. As for me, I'm just trying to be there for Annie and help her with everything.
Some thoughts going through my head right now:
When Annie walks through those double doors I'm bound to lose it. I can't wait to see how beautiful my bride is going to look.
We'll see you all tomorrow!
Our day is finally here.
Ok off to steam clean more things.
Well it's crunch time and we are running around like crazy. I'm trying to go about my business as usual at work and get the job done that I need to get done. Annie has wisely decided to take Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday off to run last minute errands for the wedding. I would love to take a few days off as well to help her out but I need all my vacation days for the honeymoon.
What do I say to a girl who knows she wants to marry me but is very scared to leave her comfort zone as well? This is why I love being where I am right now in my life and in my job. I was talking to the wonderful ladies in the office today and telling them about Annie and they reassured me that these feelings are not directed toward me and that she does not resent me in anyway. They told me they would pray for us and that God will take care of us and that everything will work out. You don't find many places of employment where the spiritual faith of believing in God plays such a huge part everyday at work. The ladies in the office, whom I love dearly, left me with this to pray..."I let the peace of God rule in my heart and I refuse to worry about anything." As Annie and I stressfully look towards the final days before her and I become husband and wife, this prayer will become very important.
I guess I could have read all these books and gain a better insight as to how this whole marriage thing works. I love Annie more than anything in this world and I know she feels the same way. This whole week I've been filled with excitement trying to organize the condo and get it ready for Annie to join me. I can't wait for her to join me and keep me company. However, I need to realize that on her end she is struggling with leaving her house and this is where the fear sets in. How do we make it on our own? Starting April 30 it will just be her and I.
Do we need these books? I don't think so. I like to believe this fear is nothing more than walking away from being comfortable for 27 years. It's all we've known and it's all we're used to. This doesn't mean though that we should hide from a new challenge. I believe the love Annie and I hold for each other will keep us protected. As much as I will be there to take care of her and protect her, I know she will also do the same for me. We're a team, we're the A-Team!
Words of encouragement are much apprecitated. How do you all make it work? Whether you've been married less than a year or married for more than 30 years, your advice is well received.
Again, this is not a review of the cult classic 1994 movie starring Gérard Depardieu and Katherine Heigl. This is however a thanks to my Dad, Henry. As many of you are aware my Dad hasn't been in the best of health lately and has been in and out of the hospital. A week before my bachelor party it was very doubtful that he would be able to attend. Not even out of the hospital a week he somehow got his strength to come out and display about as much energy as I had that night. During the two weeks he was in the hospital ther were talks whether he would be out of the 
hospital and able to make it to our wedding.
Today though as I type this it's such a great sight to see my Dad doing well. it's agood feeling inside and I thank the many prayers that came his way. Like a roller coaster, we go up and down with my Dad's health, but right now we're going up and I'd like to believe that we're going to keep going up. Of course you'll see the biggest smile on my face on April 29th when I see my Dad dressed in a tux watching Annie and I get married.
As sad as it may be, this is not a review of last nights episode and a recap of who got voted off...or shall I say who did not get a rose! I don't even think it's playing right now. In any case I'm not going to be the next Bachelor or anything. Shocking isn't it!
This is however a long overdue review of my tame, but funfilled evening with the boys! All my guys played a part in pulling off a successful evening but the most thanks goes out to Gabe and Mike. It's my understanding that these two really kicked butt in getting everything organized. Don't worry Gabe, we didn't cups to drink out of the two liter bottles.
Our evening started off with delicious meatless meal at Nationals. We then headed on over to our up-close seats to watch the Mighty Ducks stomp all over the Nashville Predators. My name was even thrown up on the jumbotron! (still need that picture DJ) After watching the pros play a little hockey we decided that we were just as good so we headed over to the local ice rink and played an innocent game of broom hockey (sorry Craig...you didn't need that tooth anyways. I know you're waiting for me to tell you that after our game the strippers came out and rolled around on the ice...sorry but that never happened. There were no strippers but we didn't need them to have a good time. I had an amazing night with the guys and I'm touched to see the amount of friends who came out to celebrate with me. From what I heard everyone had a great time and that's exactly what I wanted.
A big thanks goes out to all my friends who came out. we need to play broom hockey again sometime. Thanks to Oscar who came out and made sure I had a great time (thanks for picking up my hat! Weird that just last year I was making sure you had a good time and supplying you with dollar bills:)) Thanks to Gabe for organizing the broom hockey (that was so much fun!) Thanks to DJ for proving to me I have more than just a brother-n-law relationship with you, I also have a good friendship to go with it. Most thanks to my brother, my best man, Mike. Without you this whole night wouldn't have been possible. I know you're a very busy man with a family to take care of and you still made me your most important priority that night. Thanks for taking care of me the way you always have.
ok I'm out
So, two weeks ago, the bridesmaids planned a trip to Vegas for me for my bachelorette weekend. Wow, we had a great time. There were six of us there (me, my 4 BM's, and my cuz's friend) and we also met up with a couple of friends, too. I learned a lot about my girls this weekend.
My sister, Cristina: I learned she would do absolutely anything to make sure I had a good time and I love her for it.
My cousin, Celeste: I saw a beautiful, independent side to her that I was happy to find out.
My soon-to-be sister, Rosie: I learned she can really pull through and have fun doing things she's not used to doing.
My best friend, Leana: I learned that she's a great planner and she made sure all of us had a crazy fun time.
Highlights of the weekend:
Overall, I had a great time. None of us got stinking drunk, just the social drinking that I am used to. Very cool. I am proud to say I showed Anthony all of the pictures of our weekend (yes, all of them) without him going postal. The only reason why I didn't want to back was because I thought about all of the little things that still needed to be done, and I was just so caught up in the weekend and not having to worry about the wedding.
So we're back to the routine. Everything is becoming surreal. As I type, I've got Bennie sitting behind me in the computer chair (and taking up most of it with his Labrador body), and I'm remembering the past few days as I've been packing and cleaning my room. I definitely don't accept change very well, and it's a weird feeling to be excited about something, but yet, also dread having to leave your old life and what you've been used to for almost 28 years. I take the train to work everyday, and I find myself just staring off into space and thinking about all of the things that are going to change. Other train go-ers cock their head, as if they're thinking, "My, this girl's got a lot on her mind." As my friend T recently stated in her livejournal in regards to changes in her own life, "it's seriously and definitively the end of an era." I hear ya, sister. I'm so scared about all that's changing, but I know that everything will fall into place. But I love Anthony and I can't wait to finally keep him company in our new little home. :)
So, thanks to all that have been RSVPing. To those who haven't yet, you've literally got one day left. The H is O--The Heat is On!
See you all in 21 days!
Love, Annie
P.S. Don't fret, boys! Anthony should be posting soon about his Bachelor party. It was a great night for him!
Read more...I just realized that the countdown to Coachella is actually our countdown as well! So we don't have to put one up. Just go there. And for all the Cali peeps missing out on the 2-day festivities (although the thought of Madonna in the Sahara tent gives me the willies--in a bad way--think about it...Tool fans and Madonna fans together at last!), thanks for choosing us over Indio. Keep those RSVP's coming. Love you all!
xoxo,
Annie
It's been a while! Sorry about that...lots to talk about.
I had my bridal shower about a month ago....soooo much fun. A little hectic with the million people that were there, but it was still great and felt intimate. I love doing tea, so we had it at a tea house. Anthony and I got some great presents and my bridesmaids did a great job putting it together. They seem to know what I love. A special thanks to my sis, my maid of honor, for really organizing a great party!
***I added some pics here, but it didn't work, so here's the link: teatime***
So what else is happening? We finally got our invites out...get your RSVP's in! I get crazy with slackers! That was a huge project in itself. It took every evening for the past 3 weeks to address, erase, stamp, seal, and record each invitation.
I don't want to bring the mood down or anything, but I always want to ask all of you to pray for Anthony's dad, Henry. For a while now, he hasn't been feeling very well due to his heart condition, so please remember him in your prayers. We love him and want him to feel stronger, so sincerely, your prayers are needed.
So anyway, the time is coming up so fast. I have so much to do..I actually have to start cleaning my room, my bathroom and pack up (nooooo!), finally.
I went for one of my final fittings for my dress. Let's just say that when I stress, I eat, so it's always Opposite Day for Annie. When other brides wither away due to stress, this bride swells up. But not so much that I need a new dress or anything; not noticeable.
Visiting all the vendors to finally go over the details. I feel so energized when I get one more thing done. Every weekend is driving throughout So Cal to finalize details. Anthony's been putting a lot of miles on his....TRUCK!
So, yes, Anthony got rid of his Pasucko (actually she's still in his parent's driveway) and bought his new truck. As many of you may not know, Anthony's had his Paseo forever, and he's been long overdue for a new car. As much as I loved his old car (it's a dumb thing to say, but it's hard to part with the car that was with us as we fell in love and created so many memories for us as it took us all over the place), I know it was time to let go. :( I am very sentimental with non-living things. I always refer back to that IKEA commercial with the lamp in the rain and the German guy saying, "You feel sorry for the lamp. But that is because you are crazy. The new lamp is much bettah!" I'd always shed a tear for the old lamp. But that is because I am crazy. The new truck is much bettah.
So as you can see, this has all been a roller coaster. On one hand, Anthony and I are so excited to plan and be able to see our future together getting closer, but on the other hand, there's a lot that Anthony's family is going through. But I know that there's a reason for all of this, and I have to stay positive. So bittersweet.
Can't wait to see all of you on the big day! Lots of love, Annie
Somehow I have a few minutes to kill so I thought I would quickly post. Actually now I worry that I'm not doing something I should be doing which is why I have the extra time...Oh well!
The boys and I took a trip this past Saturday to get fitted for our Tuxedo's while the girls were out showering. I just want to say thanks to the guys for coming out and making this an event. We had as much fun as you can have inside a small tuxedo shop. Annie has lots of stories about her day so look for that soon.
bye for now!
I am so freakin' ready for this. I'm tired, worried about everything all the time, and I just can't wait to be married. I just realized how much we've grown together. Yes, we met each other when we were still young, and we've grown so much. I just got finished telling Anthony over dinner how proud I was of him. He's just perfect for me. I don't know how to explain it. I know that he'll suppport me in everything that I do, and be the strong one when I freak out. He'll be a great husband! I love him.
Invitations are in! Can't wait to send them out. The invites just finalized it for me. Our day is coming! I was reading over our readings for the ceremony and the choice of vows. It's so weird to have an idea of what you think you want for your big day, but then have to make a final decision is so surreal. But just know that whatever you see and hear at the ceremony and reception had been carefully chosen and meant a lot to us in some way.
Okay, I'm tired. It's 2 am. Why I'm not asleep is beyond me. I moved cubicles at work today. My hip hurts from the moving. Me and Ben Gay say Goodnite :)
Just a quick hello, since it's been a while. I'm better now...I got really sick again during New Year's, but I'm back in action again! Thanks to everyone who sent "get well" wishes.
The date is coming up! I can't believe that in about 3 1/2 months, we'll be married. I'm scared, nervous, excited, worried, everything.
Anthony and I spent the last week or so getting him settled in our condo! He is now officially a bachelor for the next few months, complete with the Aerobed and frozen pizza in the freezer. By my insistence, we bought salad fixins and fruit, which he hasn't touched yet, I don't think. The bananas are browning quite nicely. I moved some of my books over, but other than that, I am dreading having to take apart my room. I am a pack rat, and I have a lot of trouble deciding what can be thrown away. Too much sentimental value. What if People magazines and TV Guides from 1992 become valuable in the next 50 years? What if my brother doesn't need my 5th grade schoolwork anymore? My mom always trained me to keep everything for my brother when he enters the grade in the next year.
It seems like a lot of the planning is already in place; it's just the little details that I'm so worried I'm going to overlook; like just right now, I remembered that I don't have my shoes yet. Or that we don't have Anthony's ring yet. Yikes. Lots to do!
But I can't wait. I can't wait for the rehearsal dinner, and the wedding day, and our honeymoon. I can't believe that we're taking such a big trip within the next couple of months. I can't believe that by my next birthday, I'm going to be married. A couple of days ago, I started doodling and tried to sign my new name. It was wierd.
I am NOT even going to get into how hard it will be for me to have to move out of my house. My biggest worry is that I won't have my "me" space, that time alone I have while Anthony is off doing his thing. We're so used to just going off and doing our thing, but home base for me was always my house. Does that make sense? I think it's going to be hard to know that I won't be able to see my mom, dad, and brother every day. It's going to be hard to not be able to see them at the end of the night before I go to sleep. I can't imagine not being able to give Bennie a good morning hug and kiss before I go to work. I know it sounds wimpy, but keep in mind, I've never really been away from home. I depend on them so much, and I know it will hurt them as much as it hurts me. Oh well, I'm tearing up, so let's change the subject.
I think we might have to miss Coachella again this year. It's the weekend of our wedding, and we could attend Sunday if we really pushed, but it seems too hard. I'm so mad, but there's always next year. Whatever happened to the good ol' days when Coachella was in October?
Leave comments! I want to know how everyone is doing!
Love, Annie
Hi, everyone. :(
Question: What is a very painful and often debilitating condition that is caused by the same virus as chickenpox? After one contracts chicken pox, the virus can lie dormant in sensory (skin) nerves for decades. It reappears when the immune system is weakened by age, disease or unmanaged stress. When events occur that decrease the immune system, such as aging, severe emotional stress, severe illness, or long-term usage of corticosteroids, the immune system cannot suppress the dormant organisms any longer and they become active again, causing infection along the pathway of the nerve.
Painful skin blisters erupt on one side of your face or body. Typically, this occurs along your chest, abdomen, back, or face, but it may also affect your neck, limbs, or lower back. It can be excruciatingly painful, itchy, and tender. After one to two weeks, the blisters heal and form scabs, although the pain continues.
This disease in itself is not a communicable disease. However, exposure to the rash may cause small children to develop chickenpox. Pregnant women, adults who have never had chickenpox, and persons with impaired immune systems should avoid direct contact with anyone suffering from this disease.
Answer: The SHINGLES! And Annie has it!
Yes, in the year of interesting illnesses Annie has had (a few months ago, a weird, violent, but quick episode of stomach flu), I have now found a way to get the shingles (sounds like a rock band, yeah?).
Surprised? Not really! With all of my stress out from the wedding and the early and late hours I'm putting in at work, I'm surprised I haven't collapsed yet, just like rock stars do, when they have "exhaustion".
Fortunately, I caught it early. My mom is a plethora of knowledge when it comes to what is wrong with me. She suspected I might have shingles. I went to urgent care right away, and they were able to treat it. My medication makes me hurl every couple of hours, but that's because I hate medication of all kind, and whenever I take them, I get every side effect that it lists. I now only feel a lot of tenderness around my rib area on the left side of my body, but other than that, no rashes, no break outs in blisters, no scary swollen scabs anywhere (nothing like the horror pictures I found on the web). So, I'm okay, but I'm staying home from work just to make sure I don't spread the wealth to anyone who has a low immune system or is pregnant.
Unfortunately, though, I think this may affect my Christmas. I don't think I'd want to cook for the family, because then I'd cry if everyone chose to stay away from it, worried that it might be laced with the shingles, even though by then, I don't think I'd be contagious. Also, there are people with low immune systems and young kids galore in Anthony's side of the family, so I don't know if it would be wise to offer some big Auntie Annie hugs. I did want to do so much, but I just don't have the energy. I haven't even sent out Christmas cards yet, and I just don't think I will.
Anthony also has been hit by the sick bug. First day of his two-week vacation, he got a really bad cold. It's been a few days, but with sleeping in and taking it easy (and a few Coldbusters from Jamba Juice), he's been feeling much better, although he has a really annoying cough that won't go away. But hopefully his plans of catching up with packing for the condo, Christmas shopping, and honeymoon planning should still be able to take place.
And to top it all off, Bennie has been sick! He's been throwing up since Sunday, and we don't know what's wrong with him. DJ had a party for his friends last weekend, and we think he might have eaten something weird. But he's okay now, but he's a little run down. Poor little guy. Right now he's sharing the computer chair with me (tight fit) and making it impossible for me to use the mouse because he's lying his head on top of the pad.
Oh well, a Merry Christmas to all of us! Other than that, we are in good spirits and hopeful that with the New Year comes better health and smooth planning for the wedding!
xoxo and the shingles,
Annie
Hi, everyone. :)
Just wanted to drop in and say hello and see how everyone is doing. As usual, I've been stressed out. I think that with the craziness of the holidays that I get caught up in the frenzy of it all (I'm spending an insane amount of money on presents), and I find that that makes me want to accomplish more for the wedding. But everyone keeps telling me to wait until after the holidays to get anything done. But there just doesn't seem to be enough time. I'm not sure if people understand that the wedding is about 4 months away. Sooooooo much to get done before then.
Christmas will be interesting this year. Anthony and I have always found a way to make time for both families, but for some reason, this year seems a lot more difficult. Maybe because we're making too much of it than it really is? Either way, somehow we'll end up offending someone. I'm a very, very positive thinker.
But here's what's going on with the wedding planning. I ordered my veil and blusher. So cool. I forgot about the veil part of the dress for a while, but just ordering one just made me feel so complete. The blusher is what gives me the tinglies. Just so pretty and frothy looking. The wedding attire is all coming together! I thought I knew what shoes I wanted, but a few weeks ago, I was checking out Christing Aguilera's (I know, but don't judge) wedding pics and I fell in love with her shoes. I'd always seen them in stores, but I always thought that they were like 17 years behind fashion, but actually, they looked so cute. We'll see.
The bridesmaids picked up their dresses. Very cute, very brown. I was happy to see all of the dresses together, although I haven't seen my girls in them yet. I love them all. Now we need to find shoes.
Ooh, ooh, and we finally picked our cake! It's going to be so fabulous. I'm not a cake person, but I just loved designing our cake and going to the tasting and everything. And it'll be different flavors, so we can accommodate all the picky eaters of the bunch.
I can see January being very busy for all of us. I know the bridal shower should be happening around then, and we've got lots of appointments to finalize invites, food (my favorite part), itinerary, music, readings, and other things that can't be put off, at least in my mind.
Seriously, I just can't wait to be married. We've been together for so long, and I keep staring at our empty condo, just itching to move in. But we're doing this the way we'd always planned, and I know that with all the waiting will come its reward. Leana told me a story about her and Oscar (the soon-to-be-ousted newlyweds) that made me feel so excited all over again about starting the Anthony-Annie life together.
Hmm. MZ (love her) passed along the rumored lineup for Coachella. When we were planning our day, we completely forgot about Coachella weekend, which falls on our weekend. Sorry to all the music fans if we're making you choose between us and the Coachella Music Festival. Of course, we can't make it on Saturday, but I'm trying to convince Anthony that we should head on over to good ol' Indio on Sunday. Am I pushing it? But how cool would it be to wake up and know that we've got a sort of honeymoon before our honeymoon? We don't leave for the real thing until May anyway, so IT MAKES SENSE. I'll wear my veil and we'll wear matching shirts that say, "Just married and we're at Coachella." I'll wear my X-tina shoes, too. With shorts. And my hair still did from the night before. YES! Why don't I just wear my wedding dress, too? No, that would be too much. Just the veil, shoes, shorts, and matching shirts. Hahaha. Anybody who knows Anthony knows that he loooooooves to match with me. There was this one time long ago when he picked me up, and we were wearing the same light blue color, and he turned back to his house, and I asked where we were going, and he said, "Back to my house. I need to change." I hope he's over it, because I bought us matching Christmas sweater vests this year. Looks great with light blue shirts.
Merry Christmas to all, if I don't a chance to say it later!
Love, Annie
So last week we saw the movie version of RENT. It brought back lots of memories for me. Did anyone ever wonder how Anthony and I came to be? As cheesy as it may be, it all started with RENT. First of all, the final count is Anthony: 11 times and Annie: 6 times--the number of times we had seen RENT the musical.
First of all, Anthony and I met at Souplantation when we were 18 (we're 27 years old now, so it's been awhile!). So you could say that it's a combination of RENT and Souplantation (the best combination there is!). Anthony was just another co-worker in the grinding, well-oiled wheel that was Souplantation. Gradually, we both realized that we had the same sense of humor (everything was either a pun or an inside joke that was funny only to us), so we were buddies. He had gone to Boston and had seen RENT and came back a raving maniac about it, and talking about it non-stop and how much he loved it, and how he wanted to see it again and again, and that it was coming to LA. I knew vaguely of it; I had gone to a dance recital and heard one of the songs ...I knew I liked it but I never knew what the name of the song was.
And then RENT came to Los Angeles. I told him I was interested in seeing it some time, but I was never really committed to anything. Then a co-worker (female) came up to me and asked me, "Are you going to see RENT with me and Anthony?" I was surprised and replied, "I'd love to, but I don't think I'm invited." Knowing Anthony's game (the pimp at the "'plantation"), I figured I was part of a plan relating to Anthony's latest crush, so I thought, "WHATEVER; he's using me and didn't even tell me." To make a long story short (I know, I know), after lots of back and forth banter, Anthony convinced me that he really wanted me to go with him and that I wouldn't be the third wheel on their date because it WASN'T a date.
If I remember the back story correctly, Jonathon Larsen (composer, who passed away shortly before opening night on Broadway) had always wanted to make sure students got a chance to see the musical. Thus, the first 2 rows were always reserved for a $20 student rate, and patrons were usually chosen by lottery or by "first-come, first-serve" basis. In the case of Los Angeles, it was by first-come, first-serve, meaning, "You'd better be ready at dawn to bring your sleeping bags, snacks, a good attitude, and hard fists (if anyone tried to steal your place in line), and set up camp at the side of the Ahmanson like a bum if you have a prayer of getting a seat to tonight's show."
I remember asking my dad if I could go see a play in LA with 2 people from work. As many of you may not know, my parents run a tight ship. They have, and always will be strict with me. Imagine how surprised I was when my dad waved at Anthony (whom he's never met) from the top of the staircase at 4 A.M. on a weekday when he came to pick me up. I had an overnight bag and a dressy outfit hanging, and GET THIS, GET THIS, I said to Anthony when my dad went back in his room to continue getting ready for work, after telling us to be safe and drive carefully, "Dude, I feel like I'm eloping, and my dad doesn't even mind."
Tee hee. Ah, my future husband and my dad's future son-in-law. The meeting was perfect.
So we finally get there and after about 14 hours of bumming it against the side of the building, we were ready, and since we were first in line, we got 1st row, center. :)
All I know is that from the moment they started singing, "Rent", I couldn't stop crying. I'm not sure why I was crying, but it was that emotional for me. I cried through the entire show. The show just had such powerful singing and a unique message. The song I didn't know the name of? "Will I?," which is still one of my favorites.
After continuing to see the show on its run in LA, Anthony and I became closer and soon, best friends.
We became each other's confidante. I remember Anthony once saying about his love life, "I don't think it's in the books for me to get married." And I remember saying back to him, with all sincerity, because I was his best friend, "I think you have to be married. You have a lot of love to give someone else and that can't be wasted." I knew he was touched by that. BUT I DIDN'T MEAN FOR THAT SOMEONE TO BE ME! jk.
We soon realized that we were getting jealous everytime we talked about our recent dates with other people, or who were were pining away for at the moment, or just anyone of the opposite sex that we happened to talk to, I think. But we resisted to tell each other how we felt. After a lot of subtle hints, we decided to give "us" a shot.
So here we are in the present. After 8 years of fighting, soul-searching, moments where we knew we could love no one else but each other, and lots of other musicals and plays (feeding into Anthony's love for theater), we have decided that it IS "in the books" for Anthony to be married, and that I should have convinced him to elope that morning if we knew what we know now.
So as far as the review of the movie...I loved it, aside from the corny parts (hmm, riding around on a bicycle singing doesn't work well, and neither does singing on top of a desert canyon with arms spread open "Scott Stapp"-style). It's difficult to translate certain parts of the play from the stage to the screen. Anthony liked it, but expected more because he loved the play so much. I loved how "Rent", "Life Support", "Tango: Maureen", "Out Tonight", "Another Day (another absolute favorite of mine)", "La Vie Boheme", and "I'll Cover You reprise" were done.
Have no idea what the hell I'm talking about? WTF is La Vie Boheme? See the movie or even better, see the play!
I'll see if I can find some dusty pictures of us during those days...
xo, Annie
This year I have found a whole new world to be thankful for.
To be short, simple and stright to the point, I am thankful this year for my future wife (In 5 months!!!!), I am thankful for my wonderful job ( I feel so blessed with this opportunity), I am thankful for my wonderful students, I am thankful for the opportunity to attend graduate school (I'm so stressed out but I'm having so much fun with it), I am thankful for my dads health, my family, Annie's family.
Lots of people are in my thoughts and prayers this Thanksgiving. Some who I know personally, and others who I don't know but know they need our love. Please keep others who are less fortunate than you to be blessed with a nice thanksgiving in your thoughts and prayers. Be safe and Happy Thansgiving.
I kept meaning to post this. I had a horrible dream the other night. Very uncool. I realized that all of my fears come in dreams, and this one is a perfect example.
So I'm in my wedding dress and I woke up to find that it's late in the evening. I put on my flip flops (flip flops ?) and walk outside to see the reception in full swing...with the exception of me. I had no recollection of the wedding ceremony. I start crying. I look for and finally find Anthony, who didn't really seem to notice or care that I have been missing all of this, and I asked him, "Why didn't you wake me up?" and he said, "Because you were tired, and I thought you needed to rest." I then see our whole wedding party lined up and are in the receiving line to be announced into the reception, again, without me or Anthony. I asked Anthony, "What about our pictures? We need to take our pictures," to which he replied, "Well, you were asleep, so they took pictures without us." Unbelievable.
For the rest of the evening, I walked around, numb, and invisible (apparently, because no one stopped to talk to me). I kept thinking,
"I forgot to buy the cake knives; how will they cut the cake?"
"Are we still doing the Father/Daughter dance? Does the deejay know I wanted to do that because I don't remember finalizing the itinerary with him."
"What is everyone eating? I didn't choose a menu yet."
"My dress doesn't fit because we never got a final fitting. Why am I wearing slippers?"
"Why does Anthony look so happy in this nightmare of a wedding?"
The intent of this post is not to feel sorry for me, but just to laugh. I'm 99% positive all will go well on the big day, and that all of my fears will only turn up in dreams.
Still, with the way I am, I still worry so. :)
Happy Thanksgiving to everyone, if I don't get to post before then!! Let's see, what are Anthony's and my plans for this holiday? Spending it with our respective families, and worrying about how we'll split up our time with each family NEXT YEAR. Too much thinking for now! :) I know...so bad.
Happy Turkey Day!
Much love, Annie
So it's Anthony's birthday and he's 27 years young! This is his last birthday as a free man. It's all downhill from here!
It's been a hectic week for me, but I just wanted Anthony to know that I thought of him all the time, and as tired as I am, I am so excited about celebrating his birthday! I get to take him out tonight. If all goes well, I will treat him to his favorite burger joint in LA (his choice, not mine...my choice would be somewhere a little schnazzier, but he's got simple tastes), and then take him to see "Walk the Line." Again, if it were me, I would be demanding nothing short of a 5-star restaurant, and something else extremely expensive and romantic. But that's me.
But how did this blog turn out to be about me? It's about Anthony, and how he's celebrating a birthday, and he's got so much to be proud of this past year, and this upcoming year. Anthony, I love you and I'm proud of you and you're 27 now! Happy Birthday :) Enjoy your day!
Everyone, please join me in wishing Anthony a happy birthday. This will tell me how many people actually read our blog! And how many people love Anthony. Now that I've guilted you into posting a comment, POST!
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