(More pictures at the end of this entry.)
And here it is, my long awaited (yeah, right. :eyeroll:) post as the new Mrs. Daniel [private]. :heart: It still doesn’t seem real. But then, I’ve only been married for a little over twelve hours. I’m just giving myself time for the reality to hit! 
The wedding ceremony was small (the district justice, myself, Daniel, Daniel’s mother Shelly, his grandmother Mary, and my mother. Oh, and I guess I should count Alyssa? :stork-girl:) and quick, but still sweet and very touching. We repeated after the district justice, exchanged vows, placed the wedding bands on each other, the bride (me! :angelic:) was kissed, and we were pronounced husband and wife. Those moments were very surreal, and very emotional for both of us. :couple: Daniel was looking and sounding a bit choked up when he said his vows to me, and I was getting a bit teary eyed when we kissed and hugged.
After the ceremony was over we said our goodbyes to Daniel’s mother and grandmother, and then him and I met my mother for a quick lunch :yummy: at a restaurant. After that she went home, and Daniel and I decided to kill time at Wal-Mart before my 2:10 OB/GYN appointment. Daniel’s grandmother gave us some money :money: as a wedding gift, so we splurged and bought ourselves a bed in a bag (clearanced for $20! :cha-ching:) and a nice photo frame for our marriage certificate.
Then to the OB/GYN. Let’s see. Where to start? My weight is the same (a relief to know! On Tuesday I found out I had gained four pounds since my last weigh-in the previous Friday (September 24th). My blood pressure was still up – 130/100. Alyssa’s heart rate was up – 161. Lucky me, I got to be pried open by a speculum and swabbed to check for amniotic fluid, since I mentioned having an increase in discharge/wetness for the past few days (TMI, I know. :blush:). The quick test showed no fluid, but the midwife is still sending it to the lab to be sure. Oh! I’m about two centimeters dialated! :bounce: Around 1.5 cm to be exact, but hey, I just rounded up. ;) As it stands, I’ll most likely be induced around October 11th, since my BP is still up. :sigh:
We got home around 3:00pm and hadn’t even gotten settled in before we had a delivery – flowers :bouquet: from Daniel’s parents. Awww.
I took a much needed nap from 3:30pm-6:00pm, and then hubby and I (aww! :)) went out for dinner at Applebees. Then we came home, cuddled, watched some TV, paid attention to the fur babies :cat2: (who, by the way, were acting all disgruntled and upset because heaven forbid they go almost a full day without being talked to, petted and fed their treats! :eyeroll:), and watched Godsend. It was a good movie. :filmstrip: Creepy, and with a few inconsistencies with the plot, but overall I enjoyed the movie.
So, that was our day! Thank you for all of the congratulations. :hug: I’m getting used to a new last name. In fact, when I called the flower shop this afternoon to confirm delivery, I sort of tripped over saying, “Jennifer [private]” rather than “Jennifer [private]“. Teehee. I am absolutely pooped out. :yawn: So, it’s off to bed :zzz: for me! Goodnight! :wave:
Thanks: Kasie Siri Irene Cecilia Kathie Starry Lexa Amanda Lexi Maggie Kyupi May Lea Juanetta Hilary Pamela AeroGem ermina Danyel Jessica Jenny Amy Alyssa Jessica Kat Michelle christine Adam Charlemange Kelly Karen Jenn goddess Krissy Michelle Scott Krystal Katie Sarah
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Whew! :whew: I’ve been a busy girl today. :nod: I updated the exchanges/rotations, toplist, directory, and all of the fanlistings. However, I just realized that I forgot the cam portal. :dammit: I’ll do that before I go to bed. :nod:
I also updated thehatelistings.org! :ohmy: You’re all probably like, “It’s about damn time Jenn!”, right? :haha: Anyway, I’ve done all of the upcoming hatelistings, all modification requests for my categories, all removal requests, and will be getting to the finished applications over the weekend. I also e-mailed two people about being staff members, and am trying to regroup myself and the rest of the THL.org staff to see about getting everything done.
So, the wedding is in eight hours. :heart: I can’t believe it. We’re finally getting married!!! :couple: Just think, the next time I blog I’ll be a wife!
P.S. Thanks so much for all the nice compliments about my hair. :hug: I’m hoping to duplicate that style when I wake up in the morning, hence why I’m getting up at 7:45am, even though we don’t have to leave until 9:15am. A girl has to have time to get beautified! :flirt:
Thanks: Jordan goddess Whitney Michelle Lisa Lisa (Provance) Kathie Ally Ana Krissy Wethril Kanu Jenny Michelle Jeni Annie Ranee
The rant I’ve had going through my mind for the past, oh, let’s see, 24 hours? :irked: Last night about this time Daniel was at his computer, I was at mine. I was hungry and said I was going to make spaghetti and garlic bread, and asked Daniel if he’d like some. He said sure. So, I went and made spaghetti, sauce, the garlic bread, and put everything on plates and set the table. I sat down and told him that dinner was ready. About three minutes later, acting a bit annoyed for being disturbed, comes over to the table. He wolfs down the garlic bread and then goes back over to his computer! :blah: What the fuck?
Now I’m annoyed. Five minutes later, when I’ve finished my dinner and Daniel’s is sitting untouched, going cold, I’m FURIOUS. :rage: I’m practically seeing red. So, I clear the table, dump his food, wash the dishes, and while doing it banging things around, as I have a tendency of doing that when I’m so fucking mad I could gleefully shove my spatula up a certain significant other’s ass. The s.o.b then has the nerve to comment on me being angry, and that I have no right to be! :frustrated: As I’m coming through the living room to go into the bedroom he mutters, “I never asked you to cook” to which I practically screamed at him, “Fine, then I won’t fucking cook for you!” That was the last thing I said to him for the rest of the night, with the exception of snapping at him to worry about his damn game and let me watch the TV when he made a comment about Britney Spear’s extensive vocabulary (a crack about hew new song, obviously).
Earlier this afternoon I had it out with him in the kitchen. I told him outright that I’m not cooking for him again. I’ll cook for myself and of course Alyssa, but he can fend for himself. I’m not going to go through the hassle of cooking for someone who can’t even show me the littlest amount of respect by sitting at the table and eating dinner.
No, instead it’s all about his fucking game, that stupid Final Fantasy bullshit. He starts whining, “but my group needs me”. Oh yeah? Well I need you. Your daughter will need you. We’re your family, not them. I’m the one cleaning your house, taking care of your laundry, making you meals (not anymore), and putting out for you on the rare occasions you happen to be in the mood (and they say women have a low sex drive? Oh please, Daniel takes the cake with this one!)! Let’s not even get me started on the fact that I’m nine months pregnant and in general not feeling good (my newest pregnancy woe: lightheaded-ness. Severe lightheaded-ness. Even while sitting or laying down the room spins and my vision goes black and fuzzy at the edges.), yet I’m still making the effort to do things for you!
I then brought up the little arguments we’ve been having about having future children: I don’t want anymore, he wants one to two more. Yeah? I laughed in his fucking face about that. I’m going to have my hands full taking care of one (because he and I both know he’ll be too busy playing his games to be a real fucking man and take care of his fucking child); the LAST goddamn thing I need is one or two more. Believe me, if I could get my tubes tied after having Alyssa, I would. What’s stopping me? Doctors refusing to tie the tubes of a woman who is so young.
:sigh: End result? Who knows. Daniel apologized and told me outright that he knows that he’s poor on “time management”. Like, no kidding. His biggest problem is that he’s working 50-55 hours per week (seven day period), and of course another 50-55 hours per week go for sleeping. That only leaves another 50-55 hours for eating, showering, going out, errands, etc. Once he squeezes all that in his remaining free time goes to his game. Obviously, that’s going to have to change. !@!(&@! :bigmouth:
Okay. I feel better now. I went out with my mom and brothers tonight. I got my hair done! :heart:
Before:
After (more here):
Thanks: Jenna Arwen Jordan Kasie starry Laura Jeni Jenny goddess AeroGem Kaye Whitney
Three wallpapers I made; go here to download:
More later, including a nice long rant that’ll make me feel much better. :cloudnine: Right now I need to get a quick shower and wait for my mom and brothers to come over. Yay for running errands! :sarcastic:
I must be tired. I’m laughing my ass off at the following:
< +Onima> ioops
< @kal-el> iOops?
< @kal-el> heh
< +Onima> oops
< @kal-el> thats the new mac error system
< +Onima> lol
I :heart: bash.org.
