Friday! Oh Thank you Jebus.

Last night had a wonderful picnic in Dolores Park with MtOH where she baked and cooked every last delicious thing from scratch. It was wonderful and Franco outshone all the other doggie competition by 1)growling at all black men in the vicinity, attractive. and 2)sneakily stealing and eating a ham pie, tomato tart bite, and lick the lemon bars.

Ms. Cara has inspired me to showcase that bane of my excistance, who also happens to be the true love of my life...Sorry P.






Terrible, awful and blurry picture of Franco Franks roiling and rollicking in his new Sharks sweatshirt. Thanks, Bakey BM and her hubby!!

Importing your Bridal Party

AKA, when you have lots and lots of family who lives in another country. And maybe it's important to add countries where it is semi to very difficult to come to the USA, even if it is for your cousin's wedding.



Please greet pretty much all of my Colombian cousins, I think only one boy cousin is missing. Out of all of them maybe only 2 might be able to get Visas to travel to the US. Does not mean that they are not all trying, it's just that they are young and eager and the Colombian Embassy is afraid they will come over and stay forever.

P also has a cousin who really really really wants to come to the US too and therefore last week we had to trump up a fake invite to send her (fake because we aren't really ready to send them all out yet) and ask her to be part of the wedding party. Please welcome our new candle lighter; P's cousin who we have never met. As you can see the wedding is becoming larger bit by bit and on an international scale...Ha!



Thank you, Friday. This weekend I will make some more invites to Fed Ex to people in foreign countries. They will be added to arsenal of documents that are carted along to take to an interview at an embassy where some faceless official gets to decide how many more guests P and I have at our wedding.



I love big families and I love P.

Almost Legal.

I could go get my marriage license right now. If I wanted to. Which I don't really, not in SF. Because I'm going to do it in Sutter County where it is like $80 cheaper. But if I wanted to, this is the day, baby. 90 days out and counting.



I'm getting excited to marry P. And have a party where we serve pork products.

This weekend I am going to go to Chris K's house to worship at the shrine of all things wedding. The wedding video and photos are back from the fabulouse Auberge wedding. I love you Friday.

Fabulous Friday!!

In which P and I pack up our precious belongings and with Franco abscond to Sacramento, seeking refuge from the enormous underground fire spouting from the underbelly of San Francisco that was still spewing noxious grey smoke from man holes around the Civic Center when I got home. Friday, I love you.




Also due for a little love Bakey BM (aka Matron of Honor) for picking out a fab brown cocktail dress for my stint as her BM almost one year ago (wow!). With a minute alteration I was able to wear out to a tres chic party in the city. This dress can be seen in its orginal form here. Thank you, Bakey BM.

Friday Friday Friday!

Thank Goodness, because I am FRIED this Friday. Taking the GRE was great in that it's over now and I can move on to the the next urgent thing on the ever growing, ever expanding "to do" list. Immediately coming up is P's family stylo Bday in Natomas, we are checking out the venue to see if it will do for our rehearsal BBQ the Friday before we get married. Will keep you updated. I love long weekends and I love you.

FRIDAY NIGHT!!!

According to PdR the happiest minute of the weekend is fast approaching: 5:01pm. When the anticipation of the entire weekend that looms and stretches out before us is at its height!



We Salute you!!