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Welcome! My name is Mrs.G and I started this blog so people could share in my mis-adventures in wedding planning. I married my southern gentleman on September 6th, 2009. Throughout our courtship I became enamored with everything southern and desperately want to become a steel magnolia.
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Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Home Sweet Home


It's official!

Mr.G and I are home owners!!!!

More pictures to come. Moving day is this Saturday so I am taking a blog break to pack and back to 30 days and more pictures of our new home sweet home.

Monday, November 29, 2010

The giving of thanks

Gooooooooooooood Mornring Bloggies!

I hope you woke from your turkey coma well rested!

I took a break from the 30 days of me to spend time with family and friends.

Tomorrow I will be back to my reguarly scheduled 30 days but I had to interupt and say that today is the day we find out if we got the house.

So prayers, fingers crossed, do a dance, do whatever.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Day 8: a photo that makes you angry/sad

Things are going to get a little heavy...

I chose sad

After years of weight problems for one school year I was happy, I felt beautiful, I was confident.

that was it though for one year.

This was me then:

This is me now:

These are two very different girls. I miss how I was, and I know one day I will see her again. I am not going to sit here and set a date or a time frame. I just know some how, one day I will be her again.

enough of the sad stuff be back tomorrow for light and fluffy!

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Day 7: a photo that makes me happy

I have a lot of photos in my albums that make me happy, but this one is pretty sweet for me.

When I was in first grade I was in my first theater production, it was being put on by the high school and they needed a bunch of little ones. It was the King and I.

You had to audition, by yourself on stage.

I remember being called, and walking up with out my music and sung my little heart out.

That was my first taste of the stage and from that day on I was determined to be the lead in my high school musical.

Fast forward about 10 years and I had worked my way up in my high school theater program, until the fateful day came when they announced auditions for my senior year show... "Hello, Dolly!"

Ok first good sign was that it was a female lead, bad sign was we, as a theater department, had some dynamite female contenders, girls that had been in more productions than myself. I didn't really familiarize myself with the music or the show because I didn't want to play Barbra's Dolly Levi, I wanted to make it my own. So I worked, I worked on my theatricality, I wanted to move people with my audition and not stand there a bundle of nerves like I knew I would be.

The day came and I there was a turn out, they finally called my name and I was just thank full that we weren't on stage by ourselves singing under the hot lights, no, we were down actually in the auditorium, I liked this set up better because it was more intimate. I wasn't as nervous as I thought I would be, I focused on my point and started my piece. I was so proud of myself. I peaked at the right time, that is a worry with a performer, that you peak to soon, but I was spot on.

After all was said and done we grabbed our book bags and went home to a restless night. Because of some backlash a few years prior the theater directors weren't going to post the cast list until 9th period so they could be long gone. I knew that, the cast knew that but one person didn't.

I was in my music theory class and a few of the kids had all auditioned for roles so we were all speculating as to who would get what. One girl that I foolishly called my friend said based on how much the promotional poster looked like her she thought she would for sure get Dolly and I would get the supporting female role because she really didn't like my song choice. Hmpf, I would have to deal with her ignorant ass the whoooooooooole production.

Anyway, the bell rings and it is time to go to our next class and as I am walking out the door the assistant choir director stops me and starts singing Hello, Dolly and congratulates me... I was dumbfounded. I was all "WHA!?!?!?!" she then pulled me in to the choir office and I told her the cast list wasn't posted yet and she swore me to secrecy... I didn't tell a soul but the huge smile on my face told many something was up.

I got the lead in my High school musical.... it is my one claim to fame, but it honestly was one of the best experiences in my life.

This first picture is of me (crazy make up and crazy big hat) and on of best friends Erin D

Monday, November 22, 2010

Day 6: 20 of my favorite things

In no particular order:
1. Thunderstorms

3. Candles
4. Cooking
5. My blankie
6. Tulips

7. Christmas

8. A fresh out of the shower Husband
9. Euphoria by CK
10. Singing
11. making lists
12. Musicals

13. Sleeping/napping

14. My schmooper face (a.k.a Dot )
15. My Family
16. My husbands sweat pants
17.Flip Flops
18. Warm summer nights

19. Reading
20. A long hot shower

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Day 5: My Favortie quote

I found this quote when I was still dancing and I carried it in my wallet for inspiration for years.

I am not sure where I found it but I am sure glad I did.

"To dance is to be out of yourself. Larger, more beautiful, more powerful. This is power, it is glory and it is yours for the taking." - Agnes De Mille

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Day 4:My favorite book

Hands down it is Wally Lambs She's come undone

If you haven't read it... DO IT!!!! If you aren't sure keep reading...

Here is the Plot summary:
She's Come Undone explores a feisty young woman's journey through her suburban New England existence.
Dolores Price is heartbroken when her handsome, but immature, father leaves their suburban home for another woman. She and her mother move into her uptight grandmother's apartment in Easterly, where she finds herself an outsider in the adolescent social hierarchy and the strict Catholic school she attends. After being raped by a charming neighbor, Jack Speight, she turns to food and television for comfort. By the age of 17 she has eaten her way to clinical obesity.
Following the accidental death of her mother, she decides to attend college in Pennsylvania. There she is ridiculed for her weight, and cultivates a secret obsession with her peppy roommate's long-distance boyfriend, Dante, who sends love-letters and nude photos in the mail. After an ill-conceived one-night stand with her university's lesbian janitor she takes a long cab ride to Cape Cod where she witnesses a beached whale dying. She feels kinship with the animal and wades into the water to drown herself.
After her suicide attempt she is institutionalized for several years, but begins to work through her issues with the help of her therapist. She loses over one-hundred pounds but becomes frustrated with the slow-moving therapy. She decides to move to Vermont, where she has located Dante, the object of her college obsession.
Dolores gets a job at a local grocery store, and moves into an apartment right across the hall from Dante. He is working as a high school English teacher but is frustrated with the stagnation in his life, after having given up his youthful goal to become a priest. They begin a relationship, and even get married. However Dante continues to dominate Dolores. He spends her savings on a new van, and pressures her into getting an abortion. After the loss of her baby she becomes resentful. After her grandmother dies, she eventually admits that she orchestrated their entire relationship, after becoming infatuated with him through his photos. She then leaves and moves into her late grandmother's house, which she inherited.
At her grandmother's funeral, Dolores is able to reconnect with several friends from her past, who form a surrogate family for her in Providence. They encourage her to pursue her dreams, and she enrolls in some college courses. Here she meets Thayer, a single father, who is immediately smitten with her, despite her troubled past. Initially she rebuffs his advances, but they begin a tentative romance, predicated on Dolores's desire to have a child. Thayer even supports her as they receive IVF treatment, but they do not have enough money for a second attempt after the first one fails. Dolores reluctantly resigns herself to the fact that she may never be a mother.
The story ends as Dolores and Thayer are out on a boat whale-watching. She sees a whale in the distance swimming, and seems to be at peace with herself.

This book is a story of self acceptance, and self discovery. While reading this book, albeit the situations were somewhat extreme to relate to, I saw a lot of myself in Delores. Her struggles with her family, her self and her depression.

So there you have it my Favorite book.

Summary provided by Wikipedia

Friday, November 19, 2010

Kayla 4 Eva!!!

**** this is my tangent and me thinking I have any busines sticking my nose in to fashion*****

You done me wrong Tyra!

I love me some ANTM but after last nights show I don't think I will ever watch again.

It is so fake and so geared towards what hasn't been done before. It started with Whitney and she being the first "Plus sized" model, which evidently I was rooting for Whitney anyway becuase she was my favey but then something terrible happened.

Tyra's agenda got in the way and might I add she was horrible at hiding it too. Almost every episode she would say

"Oh to have a plus size model"
"This would be a first ever on ANTM"
"I would luuuuuuuuuuve to have me a girl wit curves y'all represent!!!"

You know because she likes like to add in her Ghetto every now and then.

This season from the very first episode it was crystal clear what she wanted, she wanted the uber awkward and ugly pretty girl to win.

This season I tuned in every week and I will say the girls in the first few photo shoots were lack luster and Anne Did deserve to win best photo but after that there were totally better pictured to be had in the group.... and how about Anne keep her tears to her self about not getting best picture for the 6th WEEK IN A ROW!!!!

I am not going to deny that Anne takes great pictures, for what you get in front of you the girl can take an amazing photo, but that is it. She can't speak, she can't walk (or roller skate I might add) and after seasons upon seasons of girls getting sent home for the same reason I knew Anne's reign of queen bee would soon be ending and then my fav... KAYLA could take the crown.

Oh Kayla, I have loved her since casting, she was open about who she was, was sweet and gurl was she FIERCE!!!!

She falter a little bit during the commercial but can you blame her? With what she had been through, what she had opened up about, and how she got through it was awesome.

Anyway on to last nights episode. The girls did a moving editorial which was pretty sweet, Kayla rocked it like always, Chelsa was stuck up like always, Jane was.... well lifeless Jane like always and then there was Anne, awkward Anne getting praised for being weird.

When it came down to the panel and they played the editorial back I thought the final project was pretty good, but laughed when they said that they couldn't use any footage from Anne's runway walk because it was that terrible. That was it, I thought that concreted the fact that she was on her way home with a hug from Tyra and some of her wisdom like"work on your walk and you will go far"

But no.

They sent Jane home, ok saw that coming.


I was/still am pissed.

I understand what the show is doing, they are trying to show the world that even awkward is beautiful, and really, round of applause ANTM, you did it, you succeeded, but you shouldn't have sent someone more deserving and not to mention more talented home to make your point.

I mean come on the final challenge is a RUNWAY SHOW AND THE GIRL CAN BARELY WALK!!!!!!

There Anne is going to be galoping down the runway in Roberto Cavalli

Damn you ANTM and your hidden agenda... damn you!

Day 3: My favorite television program

After much deliberation with myself it is still a hung jury.

I can't decide between 2 shows

True Blood and Grey's Anatomy

I decided to use current on air shows because using shows that are no longer on the air opens a whole other can of worms.

True Blood:

why I like it: like I said I have a thing for vampires, even more so for vamps that have hung on their humanity. This show also plays on a the whole vampire world by having them "Out of the coffin" fighting for their rights and also delving in to a whole legal system that is centuries old.

The show takes place in fictional Bon Temps, LA which if you didn't know is a hot bed for the super natural not only do vamps call it home, but so do shape shifters, werewolves, fairies, witches, maynads.

Yeah the first season sucked me in and now, even though it is getting quite ridculous (like I said fairies) I can't stop watching.

Grey's Anatomy:

Besides Friends I have been watching this show the longest. I came in during season two and haven't looked back. My college friend Megan and I would watch it every Sunday, she would drive back to campus with a Pizza from the restraunt she worked at and I would have the oven pre-heating and the tv tuned to ABC and we would be glued to our seats until credits rolled.

Why I like it:

When I first started watching it I liked how it was days of our lives meets er but for my generation. Nothing was over acted, the charcters where sarcastic and the surgeries were great.

I rooted for Mer and Mcdreamy

I felt as numb as Christina did when she was left at the alter

and OMG did I cry when George died. I didn't see it coming....

And I watched in horror when the hospital was under attack by a loan gunmen (that episode is now my favorite, followed very closely by the bomb episode)

Anway I still tune in every Thursday to see what Seattle Grace Mercy West Hospital has in store for me.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Day 2: Favorite Movie

Ok, I wish I had some old time grand movie that was my favorite but I don't.

My favorite movie is Interview with the Vampire.

Yes, I have a thing for vampires (I would just like to add though it was waaaaaaaaay before Twilight).

I saw this movie when it first came out to video, I was in third grade and yes I was scared because I was 8 but I was also memorized. This was the first vampire movie that totally glamorized the whole vampire world. They were rich, beautiful, passionate lovers and very deadly.

They weren't a count from Transylvania that wore an opera cape and talked like count chocula, but they wanted to fit in they wanted to be fashionable... which made them even better predators. Before I bought the DVD there was a summer where this was on HBO every. single. night (hahahaha that's funny because it was only on after the sun went down) and I watched it every time, there was even one time where my mom came down stairs to go to work and I was still awake, eyes blood shot, watching it.

I don't watch it in excess any longer but I will break it out once a year and relish in Tom Cruise (pre crazy couch jumping) and a sinfully dashing green eyed brad pit. I don't care how much white body make up they used on him... he was still hot.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Day 1: Your favorite song

This is a hard one.

I love music for every possible reason known to man, from the lyrics to the slightest change in key will make my heart skip a beat so needless to say I loooooooooove a lot of music.

I was going to pick the one song that for years I said was my favorite and that today when I hear it will stop everything and crank it up but the song makes me sound like a pervert

That song is "Crash" by DMB, it is from the bands more commercial period but I love everything about this song, I love the simplicity of if, the sexual innuendos, the music video and the one line that isn't even listed in the lyrics and was probably an after thought is my favorite part of the song, "I'm the king of the castle, your the dirty rascal".

You've got your ball
you've got your chain
tied to me tight tie me up again
who's got their claws
in you my friend
Into your heart I'll beat again
Sweet like candy to my soul
Sweet you rock
and sweet you roll
Lost for you I'm so lost for you

You come crash into me
And I come into you
I come into you
In a boys dream
In a boys dream

Touch your lips just so I know
In your eyes, love, it glows so
I'm bare boned and crazy for you
When you come crash
into me, baby
And I come into you
In a boys dream
In a boys dream

If I've gone overboard
Then I'm begging you
to forgive me
in my haste
When I'm holding you so girl
close to me

Oh and you come crash
into me, baby
And I come into you
Hike up your skirt a little more
and show the world to me
Hike up your skirt a little more
and show your world to me
In a boys dream.. In a boys dream

Oh I watch you there
through the window
And I stare at you
You wear nothing but you
wear it so well
tied up and twisted
the way I'd like to be
For you, for me, come crash
into me

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

30 days of 30 things

Ok, so I know this was last week or maybe 2 weeks ago, but to refrain from blogging about Christmas or the house I need something to keep my blog occupied so I am hoping on the band wagon to do the meme 30 days of me.

Day 1 – your favorite song
Day 2 – your favorite movie
Day 3 – your favorite television program
Day 4 – your favorite book
Day 5 – your favorite quote
Day 6 – 20 of my favorite things
Day 7 – a photo that makes you happy
Day 8 – a photo that makes you angry/sad
Day 9 – a photo you took
Day 10 – a photo taken over 10 years ago of you
Day 11 – a photo of you recently
Day 12 – something you are OCD about
Day 13 – a fictional book
Day 14 – a non-fictional book
Day 15 – your dream house
Day 16 – a song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Day 17 – an art piece (drawing, sculpture, painting, etc)
Day 18 – your wedding/future wedding/past wedding
Day 19 – a talent of yours
Day 20 – a hobby of yours
Day 21 – a recipe
Day 22 – a website
Day 23 – a youtube video
Day 24 – where I live
Day 25 – your day, in great detail
Day 26 – your week, in great detail
Day 27 – my worst habit
Day 28 – what’s in my handbag/purse
Day 29 – hopes,dreams, plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 – a dream for the future beyond the next year

so hold on to your hats its going to be a fun 30 days... who's excited? I am excited.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

last bit for awhile

I, Mrs. G, Promise that this will be my last bit of Christmas talk for at least a week...

Ok, so this year Mr.G and I are going to be on a tight budget for Christmas, so I thought in an effort to make our dollar stretch farther, that we could add a touch of home made-ness to the festivities.

I proposed this idea to Mr.G a few nights ago:

Me: "Hey, babe, you know how we are going to be on a tight budget for Christmas shopping?"


Me:"well, I had an idea, what I made home made bread and jam to give to everyone and then we can still get them a little something else?"


Me:"uh why?"

Hubs:"that may work for your family but not for mine."

As soon as the words left his lips, I started to boil. He heard what he said and he, and by the look on his face he knew it was wrong.

Me:"so are you telling my your family is just a bunch of materialistic snobs?"

Hubs:"Yeah, we like of stuff."

Me:"hmmmm, I will keep that in mind, and while I make my family bread and jam for Christmas that will mean more to them then a Dvd or some other stupid gadget, you have fun buying something for every.single. person by yourself. You take care of your family and I will take care of mine."

I later apologized for calling his family materialistic snobs, but in return I wanted an apology too. I was only trying to help, and he shot my down cold without even thinking twice about it. And not to mention the whole it may work for your family thing, yeah your right mister it would work for my family because they are suckers for my home made goodies, just like your family is.

Ugh! I am still mad about it. I think what has kept this fire going is the fact that I have already listened to him moan about Christmas, and like I said I was only trying to help.

I mean am I wrong here?

Tuesday, November 9, 2010


***Just be warned that this is the first of many holiday themed posts. I am that excited, and will probably submit you to more holiday cheer than you can take... what I am saying is, you are more than likely going to want to punch me in the face before the season is out***

This is a local soft rock station.

This said soft rock station has started to play Christmas music 24/7.

I, my dear readers, am in HEAVEN!!!

Yes, I am one of those people that neglect Thanksgiving. I will say that having a Hubs that sees turkey day as more than just 2 days off work and majors sales has helped me loads with seeing it more as a just a bump in the road to Christmas.

I still have not heard one of my favorite Christmas tunes, a story about a girl rationalizing for her one Christmas wish to be full filled. And what did she ask the man in red?

For a Hippopotamus of course.

I love this song.

Especially the part where she burns her parents when they say a hippo would eat her and she says "Teacher says a hippo is a vegetarian."

HA! take that parental units!

We all had those Christmas wishes growing up.

Mine was for one of those plastic play houses, you know the one, the yellow ones with the pink door and green shutters. Oh, how I wanted one of those play houses, a place to call my own and wait for my imaginary husband to pull in to the drive as I took a mud pie out of the oven and called little Jack and Jane in for supper.

I never did get one....

Back then it was devastating, but now I see how having a big plastic playhouse on a small deck would be problematic.

My little 5 year old self vowed to get my daughter a plastic playhouse and by golly I intend to keep that promise.

What was your hippopotamus?

Monday, November 8, 2010

Weekend recp: Old Friends, finding forks, and watching zombies.

This weekend I got to spend some quaility time with one of my oldest friends.

E and I have been friends since 6th grade, at this point I am not sure how we met, probably through band. E and I have a friendship that we can not talk or see eachother for weeks, maybe even months and we pick up right where we left off. Like this weekend for example.

About mid week I got a text from E saying she would be home this weekend and that we should catch a play at our Alma mater that her Dad was the tech director for. We had dinner at her house (just like we did when we were growing up) and then hit the road for our night at the theater. I say hit the road when really you can see our high school from her front porch, anyway we arrive and the play was ok for high school but we had more fun mocking the students and sitting back in amazement at how much these kids reminded us of US when we were in high school. I had to convince Erin that we were that juvenile once... she still doesn't believe me.

The next day I took E shopping!!!!! It was so much fun. She wanted me to help her look winter cute. That's right y'all I may be a hot mess during the rest of the year but winter is my SLAM!!! We were just going to go to one store but one store turned in to 2, 2 turned in to 5. We. Went. Everywhere! By the time we made our last stop we were both kinda cranky... then we had a good laugh as to how we old, those damn whipper snappers standing in the middle of the walk way with there skinny jeans, ugg boots, just MOVE!!!!

After our marathon shopping spree I came home and I crashed, I was so ever loving tired and my feet hurt... its a pain to get old.

On Sunday Hubs and I started our purge of the rental to make way for packing for the house. We were shredding papers like it was water gate. We have acquired a lot of crap the past 2 years of living with each other and it needed to happen, good news is all the paper clippings are going to be used for when we pack so DUEL PURPOSE!!!! Also, when cleaning out our storage closet, there was a random box that said "Side table and wii stuff", I decided to go through it to see what was in it and I found missing tupper ware, 2 plates, 2 bowls, about half of our flatware set that we rationalized it's state of missing as fork and spoon goblins had stolen them in the night. So what did we learn? 1. Don't reuse boxes, and if you must either don't write what they contain on it or scratch it out and re-write it....

I will conclude this post with the last label in my blog post... watching zombies.

I know, zombies aren't real, with that being said they are on my top 3 list of things I am petrified of , right under snakes. Maybe it is the mob mentality they bring to any situation, or the fact that they want to me to be the main course. I have trouble watching zombie movies because 1. I am scared of zombies 2. zombie watching turns in to zombie dreams, which turn in to me being woken up scared shitless and having to make myself watch some type of Disney movie to lull me back to sleep, something preferably with songs to sing a long with because that always takes me to my happy place.

As much as I am terrified of zombies, I also can't look away when there is a zombie movie on. So when I heard a T.V. series was coming out based on zombies I was totally in. I recorded and watching The Walking Dead on AMC and this weekend and hooked..... even if I did have to watch The Little Mermaid afterward.

Friday, November 5, 2010


We had snow flurries and it made my heart skip a beat a beat closer towards Christmas.

I love Christmas you guys to a point where it is considered stalking, to a point where it has a restraining order on me... yeah that sounds about right.

When I see my first Christmas commercial I beam, yes this year it caught me off guard because it was 80 degrees outside but I was thrilled none the less.

There are 50 days until Christmas, 50 days until gift giving, gift receiving. Even less time until tree trimming, cookie baking, Christmas light hanging, caroling. OMG I am so excited! Even though this year will be a hard one for me. This will be my first Christmas away from my family and it will be even harder to be away from my Gabers (as I like to call him) on his very first Christmas. As much as I am not looking forward to it, I am looking forward to it, does that make sense?

I know how hard it was for Hubs to away from his family on Thanksgiving and Christmas last year due to work. So this year we will be with his family, which I knew was going to happen I mean it is only fair but still I can be sad right? I will say I am looking forward to new traditions, to seeing what his family does to celebrate this holiday.

This year we may be celebrating (a) Christmas in our first home! That's right bloggies, they accepted our offer and we are in the throws of buying our first house. It isn't for sure yet but we are hoping everything goes smoothly from here on out and we should be closing the end of this month!

I am such a sap. I started listening to Christmas music the other day and when I'll be home for Christmas came on I started tearing up. And not because I was sad, but because I could be in my new home for Christmas.... SQUEAL!!!!

You can check out the story of our house purchase here

Monday, November 1, 2010

The F- word

Over the weekend, I was snuggled down with my favorite quilt and pillow, flipping through channels. I stoped on a local news station because the weather was about to come on and thought I would take this change and try to pre-plan my outfits for the week.

I sat. I listend.

Then I heard it.... the F- word...


I am not kidding you, they said on Friday we could see flurries.

Now, I am all for cooler weather but listen mother nature you have to ease me in to it... and snow in November is not easing me in to it... in fact it sends a shiver down my spine, a shiver of what is to come.... more and more snow and cold.

By the way Christmas is next month and when I realized this I made my Christmas list. You may say its early and I say it is early enough to get in on some black Friday sales... see I look out for my family.