A Girl, A Boy, A Dress, A Scarf:

 

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Our amazing photographer and friend, Josh Premako, put together a little sneak peek of our wedding–
I cannot WAIT to see all the photos he caught!

Today I:

 

Feel completely and totally behind the ball.

Knowing that I’m not
(we have our site, our photographer, our rentals, our officiants, and I’m starting to work on my dress with the Amazing Amanda)
doesn’t really help,
because I feel like I should have EVERYTHING DONE.

I kinda figured this might be my particular problem.

*le sigh*

Back to it, mates!

Here’s a Story:

 

Photo by Staci Joy Photography

 

This was, I think, the first book that we shared together.
He brought a copy of this to Israel,
and he read me poems from it in the miklat, where we studied.

Ben has introduced me to Milne, Orson Scott Card, and Douglas Adams.
I have introduced him to Lukyaneko, Murakami, Neil Gaiman, and Roald Dahl.
And we keep doing that–reading a book, handing it off to the other person
(sometimes thieving a book in the dead of the night in order to finish it before they do), talking about books, arguing about books, loving books together.

I love that I am marrying a reader.

Love.

 

(isn’t our friend Staci an amazing photographer?)

WHOOSH:

 

That is the sound of six months,
flying by at the speed of something very fast indeed.

The Boyo and I decided on our site yesterday!

Honestly,
that is one the hardest parts of planning a wedding–
once you have a site reserved,
you can actually start going ahead with the rest of your plans for
rentals, vendors, food…

but what I’m reallyreally looking forward to
are all the little things,
like Art Noveau centerpieces
filled with jasmine and peonies and roses,
and maybe a couch fort in the library of our location because
HELL YES is why,
and maybe strings of paper snowflakes made of pretty tissue paper
that catch the light and diffuse it.

I’m looking forward to holding his hand and grinning like idiots
because we will be surrounded by the people we love most in the world.

Light and color and friends.

Perfect.

 

Sneak Peek of the Villa. …I KNOW.
(photo by Stephanie Williams Photography)

Guess What?

 

 

Just a Little Bit of Sunshine:

 

We drove to Manzanita Beach, and stopped (naturally) at the Tillamook factory for ice cream on the way. OM NOM.

 

I am sneaky. Sneeaaaaakyyyyyy.

 

You know it’s love when he’s still cute with a mouth full of sandwich.

 

 

I love Powell’s books. So much.

 

This was the second time Aimee and I met in person (We’ve been friends online since 2003). I love that we just talked and talked and talked for an entire day–she’s amazing.

 

This is Jon. This is Kristine. They’re pretty damn great.

 

 

Tagline: “Good Things Come in Pink Boxes.” Yes. Yes, they do.

Yesternight’s Workout:

 

Just Boyo and me:

x4

10 seated straddle leg-lifts
10 head-touch pushups (absurdly difficult!)
200m run
30 squats with 20# KB, passed back and forth
30 sec. L-hold from bar
30 sec. star hold L/R, plank, reverse plank

 

Poor Boyo.
He had the distinct disadvantage of coming to workout with me
after I was yelled at by a co-worker.
I kinda take those things out through exercise,
so this was a brutal workout.

He might hate me forever for those straddle-lifts.

 

ps (Straddle lifts: “Sit in a straddle position, then lean forward slightly and place your hands on the floor. Lift your legs up and back as far as possible. The farther forward your hands are placed, the more difficult the exercise will be.”)

Yesternight’s Workout:

 

x3

20 squats
20 tuck-ups
20 bench jumps/tuck-jumps
250m run
1 min extended plank

 

I’m still processing my grandfather’s death and memorial.
There is so much I want to say about all of it,
that I’m just choking on the whole thing instead.

I am so grateful for my sister, for The Boyo,
and for the dear friends who listened to my first explosions
after the memorial.

Thank you for holding me.

Thank you for helping me both feel and be better.

Sunday:

 

Just a beautiful day at Disneyland with some of my closest friends.

 

Greenholt vs. Turkey Leg

 

Her Jonesesty

 

Roland vs. Carrot Stick

 

Boyo vs. Morse Code

 

"Where is mah Laura?"

 

Bonjour, French Quarter!

 

A Fabulous Display of Millinery. And Boobs.

 

C'est si bon, Boyo. And Bianca.

Yesternight’s Workout:

 

x5

30 squats
20 knees to elbows (DEATH)
10 lateral pushups
10 leg circles/halos
100m sprint
10 KB twists, knees bent (20lb)

 

I’m so glad the Boyo and I made it through all five rounds–
the knees to elbows and sprints almost made me puke,
but it’s good to know that I truly pushed my body as hard as I could last night.

Boyo ran to the park last night, 2.5 miles,
and I finished up with four pullups and five KB swings on each arm.