Jul 27, 2008

For Those Who Wanted To Know.....

The lovely Jenifer, who just got married not long ago, tagged me in this meme, since I just got engaged not all that long ago. I guess she figures that the Internets should know a bit more about me, and the love of my life. Here goes.

1. What is his name?

To you, he will forever be Smyrish.

2. Who eats more?

Without a doubt, he does. Sometimes, I am amazed at the amount of food he can pack away, and a little jealous. If I ate that much, I'd weigh 500 pounds. I eat less, and I still weigh more than him!

3. Who said, “I love you” first?

He did. He was worrying about my super-unhealthy lifestyle, and told me that he was only worrying and bringing it up to me because he loved me. I wasn't expecting it, and it floored me.

4. Who is taller?

He is, but not by much. ;)

6. Who is more sensitive?

Oh goodness, I am by far. Not that he isn't, but sheesh, I get PMS and he doesn't, so I win.

7. Who does the laundry?

We do our own laundry. Although, since he's away on holidays, I was thinking of taking all his dirty clothes to work with me on my midnight shift to wash them, so he has something clean to wear when he gets back next weekend.

8. Who sleeps on the right side of the bed?

Right side, as like when I'm facing it, or laying in it? If I'm facing it, then he does. I sleep by the wall, and he sleeps by the alarm clock. Which doesn't really make much sense come to think of it, because I'm the one who uses the alarm clock, and likes to press "snooze" fifty or so times. It might be easier if I didn't have to crawl over him to do so.

9. Who pays the bills?

We have a roomate, Das Piper, so me and Das Piper give him our money, and he goes and pays the bills.

10. Who cooks more?

I do. I LOVE to cook for my man. I know that sounds very un-feminist of me, but cooking helps me to unwind, and he loves everything that I make. Even brags about it to others.

11. Who is more stubborn?

Oh boy, that's a toughy. I'll have to call a tie on that one. We're both pretty pig-headed sometimes and have some pretty strong opinions.

12. Who is the first to admit they are wrong?

If we do or say something wrong, we admit it, apologize for it, and move on.

13. Who has more siblings?

He does, by far.

14. Who wears the pants in the relationship?

I hate pants, I wear mostly skirts and shorts.

15. What do you like to do together?

We've both been so busy this summer, I'd be happy to do anything with him, just me and him. I haven't kicked his ass in Scrabble lately, when he gets back, I should challenge him to a game.

16. Who eats more sweets?

Well, I don't eat any, 'cause I think they're yucky, and he's a sugar addict.

17. Guilty Pleasures?

I don't know about him, but I sure like having loud sex and making the roomate uncomfortable. ;)

18. How did you meet?

I honestly don't really remember the first time I met him. It was either at The Pub, where I meet everybody else, or at my festival booth a couple years ago. Smyrish is Knuckle Toes' big brother, so I met him through her, when she was dating my brother Film Star.

19. Who asked whom out first?

Well, technically, he did. We were camping last year, and he was flirtin' with me, and he asked to go back to my tent with me. I let him, because he gave me butterflies in my stomach, and I'm kind of slutty. A couple months later,he brought me a coffee, and we were sitting on my front stoop, and he asked me to be his girlfriend. I wasn't sure if I wanted to date anybody seriously, because I had just been burned royally a few months before that, but by that night, I knew he was the one for me, and just gave in.I decided I wasn't going to be scared of being hurt, I was just going to chance it, and here we are. A year later, and we're getting married. I'm so glad I didn't listen to my cynical side.

20. Who kissed who first?

It was kind of a mutual kiss I guess. See above.

21. Who proposed?

He did. One of the happiest moments of my life, considering at first I thought I was going to have an anxiety attack, right then and there.

22. His best features and qualities?

His ability to make me believe that everything really will be alright. His sense of humour, his motivation, his creativity. His sweet ass, his strong legs and that gorgeous smile. I could go on and on. He is just one of those people that everybody likes, and I feel lucky to have snagged him.

23. Tag you’re it. I know she's busy being a new mommy and all, but I'd love to hear the scoop on Madame Diva and B-rad, when she gets a minute.

Jul 22, 2008

Smyrish Left Me for 50, 000 Rowdy Festival People

I'm alone for the next 10 days or so. Smyrish, The Nervous Axon, Knuckle Toes and Pocket Buddha took off to British Columbia for the Pemberton Festival, among other adventures, and here I sit, wishing I was with them.

But really, I think I needed some quiet time, to think about this whole wedding thing, have some alone time and just veg out. I don't get much of that anymore, what with being all domesticated and working so much this summer. It'll be good for my mental health, I am sure.


I picked up some extra shifts at work, (so I can afford to take some long weekends in August for festivals and camping), I have tons of sewing to get done for Folk Fest, and upcoming visits from friends and family, a camping trip, and dates to get drunk on the patio will keep me more than busy, and I won't be lonely, that's for sure, and maybe I actually won't have as much alone time as I had previously thought up there in that earlier paragraph.

Jul 2, 2008

Camping Trip Excitement!

I am getting married. Me. To Smyrish. I know, I can't really believe it either.

The girl who has always had a hate on for weddings, is having one. And I am ecstatic.

How did it happen you ask? Well, in short.........

I was surprised, to say the least, when Smyrish took me aside this past weekend, during our annual group camping trip, and we started talking about us, and how great we are together, and the conversation turned to "let's get married". I wasn't sure at first, due to my wedding phobia, but as we talked, it just started to feel like it was the right thing to do.

We were standing in the bush, at my favorite place in the world, around a campfire under the stars. I figured anyone who wants to marry a girl wearing mustard-covered sweat pants and smells like booze and bug spray, has to be a keeper. Plus, he's handy around the house, and treats me like a princess. He's a super duper awesome fella.

How could I say no? I couldn't. As I said yes, I looked over, and saw that a baby deer had been standing right beside us, witnessing our decision, the entire time. I figure, if nature is okay with us, then I made the right decision.

Smyrish ran and announced it to our fellow campers, and we all yelled and hugged and drank our faces off for the rest of the night. It was a great moment, a great night, and a great weekend all around.