Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Cold, cold, rainy day


The Captain has gone back to Washington to start wrapping up things there, selling the house, moving arrangements, etc. I am alone in my house again. It's quieter than it ever was after having him here the past 40 days or so. He had a horrible trip back with snow delays, over-heated planes, and low blood sugar because he didn't have time to eat in between flights. I don't like him being up there by himself, feeling tired and sick, and I'm not there to take care of him. We've gotten used to existing together. Funny how a couple of months can do that to you. We were inseparable almost the whole time he was here.

Yes, we had arguments. A couple of humdingers too, but we made up. (that's the best part :-)

And now I have a wedding to plan. We have a date in mind, but it's not for sure, so I'm not saying it out loud to anyone yet. We're keeping it small, though. Family and close friends. An elegantly informal, afternoon wedding in a chapel on a shaded southern street with azaleas blooming all around. I'm hoping for a breezy day.

I was thinking there would only be about 50 people on the guest list, but then the Captain reminded me that Christmas Eve hosted about 25 people in my house, and that was just my immediate family, not even into the cousins or aunts and uncles yet.

If I didn't think it would horribly disappoint my mother and father, I swear we'd just elope. But besides that, my Captain says he wants to see me walking down the aisle in a pretty dress. I told him I'd wear a simple ivory tea length dress. No giant snowbeast creation for me.

Speaking of horrible dresses....



It's like a Barbie lab experiment gone horribly wrong, ala Weird Science.

12 comments:

Tricia said...

Do the boobs come with it?

The Wine Commonsewer said...

Do the boobs come with it?

Tricia owes me a monitor, which is now splattered with coffee that unexpectedly shot out of both nostrils when I choked on the laugh.

Janie said...

Oh. My. God.

That is horrible.

Good one, Tricia!

Chatelaine said...

Lol, Trish! They do look like some sort of attachable accessory or something.

Twc, I figured you'd really like that dress ;-)

Janie, can you believe she really was serious when wearing that? She's some celebrity with a reality show, and she totally wore that on her wedding day, for what she intended as a very formal high-end affair.

smartass sob said...

Do the boobs come with it?

One wonders which cost more - the boobs or the dress? ;-)

Hi, you two. As you can see, I found my way here - with a little help from TWC, of course. This should prove an interesting blog.

sasob

Chatelaine said...

Hey, Smartass! I was hoping you'd make it over here.

I'm thinking she got both the boobs and the dress off the bargain rack.

smartass sob said...

I'm thinking she got both the boobs and the dress off the bargain rack.

Lol! That's funny.

sasob

Chatelaine said...

Heh, I didn't even realize I'd made a pun until you commented back, Smartass.

TexasRed said...

Congratulations. You want crazy weddings, check out Victoria & David Beckham's, if info is still online. Fairytale theme + unlimited budget. You get the picture.

I just got married in March 2008 and had a great time.

Chatelaine said...

Welcome, Texas Red :)

Congratulations on your wedding too. I remember seeing pics of the Beckham wedding. It topped any of the extravagance the 80s had. We're going for simple. Simple and elegantly informal. We'd rather save all that money for something that lasts more than one day.

Col. Hogan said...

C'mon you guys! I like that dress. My fairy godhottie was wearing it in a dream one night.

Chatelaine said...

Fairy godhottie?

Lol! :)