The Sedin Sisters

I'm a shitty blogger.  There.  I admit it.  I have strayed from my fans.  This whole wedding hoopla
(as K Kardashian has put it) is really all-encompassing.  Literally.  In 2 weeks I will be walking down the aisle and I'm not prepared.  Financially, the wedding has gotten way out of hand.  Originally, I wanted a small, intimate affair with immediate family and close friends.  200 people later, Chris and I are knee-deep in wedding shit.  I'm so thankful for my parents and Chris' mom for being emotionally supportive and labor-lending.  Might I also add that wedding planning shows people's true colors.  I will not elaborate on that last comment.

The bright shiny light has been my sister visiting from Bloomington, bringing along her little hobbit, Miss Greta Fat Pants.  2 blowouts down and a sleeping 5-month-old on my bed, Carrie, Greta and I were able to tackle some tasks on the wedding list.  We purchased bridesmaid's gifts and got the hook-up with a sweet and not pretty bustier (to wear underneath my dress).  If I had fake boobs I wouldn't need a bustier, but since I'm not a 34 A, I need all-things-having-to-do-with-framing-a-house surrounding my bust.  IDEA-- I should open up a bra store.  That's right.  BRA STORE.  For any chic with real hooters, they could make a pitstop at my store and get the hook up with bras that ACTUALLY fit and make the rack look fab.

We took Kasia to the dog park this morning.  I always encounter at least one fanatical dog person.  In today's case it was Margaret a.k.a. Diane.  Diane had a golden retriever named Buddy.  Buddy and Kasia laid down next to eachother and felt the breeze in their ears.  Then, we saw Mr. Pittsburgh Penguins Jersey guy.  Mr. PPJ guy was talking about how Sidney Crosby is like the 2nd coming.  Gimme a break.  Sid is a decent hockey player but frankly, a huge pussy.  Never willing to throw off the gloves, Big Sid can definitely shoot and score, but incapable of throwing a gangster McCarty style haymaker.

As the weekend comes to a close, Chris and I are relaxing in the TV room (Carrie and Greta are in the other room).  If there is a Hawks game on and in the same room as Chris, I am subject to watch the game.  Gag me.  The cool thing about tonight's game is that there has been lots of smack talk.  Playing the Vancouver Canucks, the Hawks threw out alot of smack talk before the game = fights = awesome.  I'm hoping that the Sedin losers get some chin music because they are dirty.  The Sedins are like two Tim Tebows, which is too many Tebows in one rink.