Bridal Breakdown # ?? - I've lost count.

Hello dear friends, happy Monday! I hope your weekend was full of fun and happiness. Mine certainly was, although it didn't start out that way...

Remember last week I was all insightful and inspired? I even had the nerve to use 'om' in one of those posts. Well, it only took a mysteriously missing bridesmaid's dress to derail the zen-like approach to wedding planning in one quick instant. My FB status update says it all.

WTH is right, Miss Rachel. It's a bit of a story that I'll save for later this week. Here's a preview of that super fun day with my girls 3 months ago. 

For now, suffice it to say that I ordered and paid for all the dresses at that same time in one transaction. The dresses finally came in - YAY! and I picked them up last Friday before rushing off to the airport to visit my Maid of Honor in SoCal. Imagine my surprise turned frustration when the consultant said "she hasn't ordered hers yet" after I asked about the one that didn't come in. 

I now fully understand why couples elope, and those who don't wish they had. Here's a glimpse of our dream wedding heaven if I could have only let go of marriage in the church. Ahhhhh, Cabo.

But I digress. After a mildly tearful meltdown alone in the car, I laughed at myself for thinking that "nothing is ever easy." Thankfully, I was on my way to visit my dear Maid of Honor. If anyone could make this process fun again, it would be her. 

We even managed to squeeze in some computer time devoted to wedding planning. She came through in a big way and I'm back from the brink of another bridal breakdown - thanks, friend!

Now you know how I regain sanity when the going gets rough...I jet off to somewhere fun with friends! Who keeps you grounded on this roller-coaster journey to matrimony? What are your favorite escapes or de-stressing tips? I could definitely use them for a rainy day, so please take a moment and comment below!

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WHiV SiV

I don't know about you, but it seems I'm always coming across new acronyms to interpret and add to my texting and chat vernacular. I've got the very basic ones down...

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Outside of that I end up having to ask what the acronym means. I guess that defeats the purpose of using them, but then again, ignorance is NOT bliss when it comes to acronym soup.

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So what's the message I'm trying to send you in the title? My girls are planning a bachelorette/bridal shower party for yours truly and it's looking like this:

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Get it?  WHiV SiV = What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas

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 I'm still battling a sinus infection and laryingitis. Let's just say after a trip to the doctor's office, I'm losing the battle but winning the war. Knowing that there's a girls trip to Vegas on the horizon definitely perked my spirits today. 

Share the plans or dreams for your own bachelorette party in the comments below and show me some love!

Meet the Sequins

Hello internet, I’d first like to introduce you to my amazing fiancé. A self-proclaimed surf junkie, Mr. PS feels most at home in the water. While on vacay, locals and tourists alike are impressed with his ability. Check him out at his favorite surf spot, Cabo:

He’s been surfing for almost 25 years and has at least 50 more in him! That would put him over 90 years old, and I know he'll get there because longevity runs in his family.  When he’s not on a surfboard or planning his next warm water trip, Mr. PS loves Cowboys football, poker with the boys and a good round of golf. Fun facts: 1) he’s never made the pilgrimage to Hawaii and 2) although he’s never owned a dog, he has a strange affinity for all things beagle.  He says it’s because a beagle won ‘Best in Show’ and I say it’s a little weird. We all have our quirks, I guess.

This one’s for Mr. PS:

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The next member of our family is our fuzzy feline friend Ollie the Cat. He loves to sleep, eat breakfast at 6am, and snuggle. We have thousands of photos of this looker, and it goes without saying that he is VERY spoiled. He also is a very terrible at hiding...

Last but not least, there’s me, pink sequins. I’m learning to embrace my true spirit as girly girl after previous careers in the Navy and consulting for the federal government. 

My favorite hobby is sleep, which makes me an obvious choice as Ollie’s snuggle buddy.  I grew up an introvert in extrovert clothing and now allow myself to prefer a good read on the Kindle over a social night out. I’m over-analytical, which is great for researching and compiling information but less so for decision making -- hence the reason wedding planning is such an overwhelming task for me. Thank goodness for Mr. S! He makes decisions when I cannot and takes wedding tasks off my list with a cheerful heart.  I’m a lucky girl! He also has the patience of a saint...teaching me to surf is no picnic, but at least I look the part :)

Now that you’ve gotten to know us a little better, let’s get to know you. Who do you regard as your “family” and what makes them especially dear to you? 


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From the Brink of a Bridal Breakdown

I’ve been feeling guilty for my “one and done” blog left unattended for several weeks. Only now looking back, can I see that creating it was #3 on the countdown to a complete wedding meltdown.

[For the record: #2 was becoming a 2-dress bride and #1 was invitation detail overload…stories for another post.]

Thankfully, my future husband (FH) and some good friends broke me out of the wedding funk with a quick weekend trip to Las Vegas!

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Aside from the fleeting wedding thought of eloping with an Elvis officiant, the sparkly lights, slot machine jingle and overeating was just what the doctor ordered to break the brewing bridezilla within. Yes, literally – one of our friends is a doctor J  It also helps that my FH has “lucky bones” and seems to get these trips to pay for themselves.  He loves craps and poker and although he never plays slots, lookee here:

Blazing 7’s for real!

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Proof I was cured: when I came home and set off to set up our registry, the consultant asked when our date was, and I had to stop and think…

Yay! Meltdown averted, I’m back!

Have you ever been close to the edge of a bridal breakdown? What did you do to de-stress?