I absolutely meant to write a post last night. I really did! But that book over there, boy oh boy did I need to finish it before I had to go to bed. I NEEDED to! I swear!
Anyway, it was a glorious weekend. :D I actually went up to see Johnny on Friday instead of waiting till Saturday like I normally do. He works evenings on Saturdays and there's usually just no point, but we decided Friday would be okay and so that's what I did! I was in a roaring bad mood when I got there, since now that I drive so much I've really come to hate it (mostly because of the idiots driving around me). But the anger evaporated fairly quickly. We spent the evening watching Step Up, which I bought at Half Price Books and is only good for the dancing. I had been watching Dear John on Netflix earlier in the week (both of those films star Channing Tatum, in case you're wondering why I switched movies all of a sudden) and when I saw Channing in Step Up he looked SO tiny! You know how big that guy is, and it wasn't that he isn't muscular in Step Up, he just looks super young. It totally cracked me up.
To get back to the main subject, on Saturday morning we went out to eat and just kind of hung out until Johnny left for work and his mom and I took off for his cousin's house to try cakes! Johnny's cousin has been in contests for the Food Network and does cakes often and enjoys baking so we enlisted her to make our wedding cake! I wanted cupcakes, and she was making some for a birthday anyway, so she made red velvet with cream cheese frosting (yum!), white cake with peanut butter frosting (SO good!!!) and funfetti, which was actually a major letdown. I didn't eat any lunch in preparation for this moment. So I chose the red velvet and the peanut butter and we're going to have a cupcake tower with a giant cupcake on top as the cake topper. That cake will be white cake with buttercream frosting. And she's doing it for... Free!!! Yup, she sure is! I love having connections. :D
The rest of my afternoon and evening until Johnny came back was spent cleaning his room. We figured that if he was going to be moving out in six months or less that he needed to be a bit more organized. Okay, a lot more organized, his room is a mess. But because I am merciless when it comes to cleaning and because he wasn't in my way, I got quite a bit done. I expect a couple more weekends like that and it'll be better than new and then I'll vacuum and dust and scrub and his room will look like a brand new place! It was fun for me, and made the evening go fast. He helped me out a bit after we came back from getting dinner at Pizza Hut (where I really enjoyed their wings but not their pizza as much) and the reason it's so much faster when I'm at it alone is that when I pick up a paper or a greeting card, I check to make sure it's not important or that it doesn't have money in it and then toss it. He looks at it carefully, remembers where it was from, reminisces a bit, and therefore it takes twice as long. His Mom had come up at one point to check on my progress and when I told her I'd found the graduation cards she said "Did you save them?" and I said "Nope." He'll never look at them again, neither will she, and it's just unnecessary clutter. So I really didn't feel any remorse whatsoever.
We sprang forward an hour, which always sucks, and got up for church and - dum dum dummmmm - our first ever session of premarital counseling. Church was good, as it usually is, and afterward the pastor and his wife (old friends of Johnny's) took us out to eat at an Italian place called Angie's before we all went back to the church for counseling. If you want to call it that. The Pastor is of the opinion that what matters is communication and I must say I completely agree. That has been the main problem for Johnny and me and the reason for any fight we have. There's a lot we can learn from a couple that has been successfully married for nearly 30 years. We were also given a book (it was from my mom, at the recommendation of my aunt, around Christmas) that we intend to really dive into now that we're less than six months from the day and in the throes of planning. I sincerely hope that by the time we get to the altar that we both understand one another better and have a much happier marriage because of it.
Holy crap. I'm getting married.
Anywho, the remainder of the day was spent at Walmart buying organizational things for his room, we went to Big Lots and found a gorgeous bed frame for only $300 (on sale!!) and we decided to buy it. So we will have a bed, one that will not be used for many months, lol. Went back to his house, cleaned up his room a bit more, and then I had to leave.
I know when you take out all of my ramblings it doesn't seem like much of a weekend, but it really was. Somehow, now that the whole I'm marrying him thing has hit me, I'm really excited to marry him and even more excited to be around him. I won't gush or anything, but it just made the weekend really spectacular.
It's a nasty rainy day, so I just ate waffles and will now play a video game. Laters!
