jennyfast

an alaskan girl's adventures in love, life and fishing

The Little Things…

…are making me fat. Seriously- I feel like all in all, I eat pretty well (okay, except for my pizza problem… and the french fry problem. But otherwise, I eat well). I think it’s the little things that get me…here are the worst ones, in my opinion:
 —-airplane snacks (I fly on like, 12 or more [...]

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Gift Registries

Now who the hell thought it would be a good idea to allow the BRIDE to LOG IN to her online gift registry, and make it viewable to her what items have been purchased off of said registry?
 WHO THOUGHT THAT WAS A GOOD IDEA? Does no one know there are obsessive-compulsive brides out there who will feel [...]

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Ah, the smell of car paint in the morning…

So I love using girly-smelling lotions and body washes and gels, etc… Recently I remembered that I have this fantastically yummy stuff from Body Shop called Monoi Miracle Oil (or something like that) that smells like HAWAII — gorgeous flowers, and beach, etc — so I decided to use it in the shower on Saturday [...]

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Something Borrowed…

As I mentioned before, I love adding personal touches with meaningful stories to our wedding. Well, I have another AWESOME one:
Adam’s grandparents (Dirk’s mom & dad) have let us borrow the cake knife from THEIR WEDDING. Their wedding from 1956. Beautiful! Now I might just cry into the cake!

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Wedding Dreams

What.
The.
F*&$%.
I do not like weird dreams, unless they are funny and I can recap them with Adam in the morning and have him tell me I’m crazy. And dreams about my wedding being a disaster are not funny, and I do NOT share them with Adam lest he really does begin to think I’m crazy [...]

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Who’s comin’ with me?

Okay… I may be drunk(ish), but I was thinking… I’m about to get married. How supportive is this husband-to-be of mine, anyway? You know in the movies, when someone goes crazy, and their spouse is always like, “uh, I’m taking the kids to my mom’s house until you become not crazy anymore…” — re: A [...]

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