Yesterday was John’s mom’s birthday. We all chipped in to give her a bag, a container set, and rose potpourri. We’re all glad she liked it. We had spaghetti and chicken for lunch. We also had dinner at Bigby’s. For some reason, I ordered Carbonara with bacon and grilled chicken on top, which is kind of what I had for lunch. Hehehe that’s weird…
It was a fun and stomach-filled evening. I felt like all the blood rushed to my head and was always on the verge of barfing..but hey, you only feel like a stuffed, basted and ready to bake turkey once! 
Xxx
Been thinking about weddings a lot lately…hmmmm…maybe because John and I have begun to make tentative plans about ours. If anyone asks, here’s my dream wedding….
*switch to daydreaming mode*
I’m standing on a white sandy beach, wearing a white dress that seemed to go with the breeze. My hair is loose, crowned with white flowers. I am barefoot and I could feel the sand beneath my feet. There are about 30 people present, close friends and family. The wedding song would play but instead of the traditional march, a reggae rendition of “Somewhere Over the Rainbow”, complete with an acoustic guitar playing. (Listen to 50 First Dates soundtrack. Israel Kamakawiwo’ole version of the song for inspiration.) I walk down the aisle. John is waiting for me with the priest at the end of the aisle. He is smiling and so am I. I try to walk with one hand on the bouquet of white roses and the other raising my skirt a bit so that I could walk. What the heck! I’m a little clumsy. I reach the aisle at last, wobbling a little bit. Now John is really grinning! Too late to change your mind, buster! We say our vows. It is sunset and I see the sky change its colors, even the water had strands of orange and golden yellow on it. I look into his eyes and see promise. I am married. I have bound myself to him. And we kiss.
*back to reality*
Of course real life doesn’t turn out like that. John for one thing didn’t like the song. He handed the head phones back to me within 10 seconds. We’re getting married in a church because it might rain. And I am wearing shoes to my wedding, because frankly, if I didn’t people will think me weird… yeah reality sucks sometimes. But there is still love. That’s the whole point really. *Sigh* But still…