Changing

Well, changing the gmail email to the new married name means changing the blog as well.

Follow along with the twists and turns, the excitement, the thrill at the new "married" blog site:

http://loafoflove.blogspot.com/

Ode to a Pumpkin Spice Latte

I just met the sweetest lady at the Starbucks in the Dillons down the street. I think she put some extra pumpkin in my latte, because it is the most pumpkin-ey and yummy drink ever.

Now that the wedding is over (and married life begins), I have a new and improved list of things to do. Included on this list:

1. Mass-mailing of the thank-you notes
2. Applying to grad school
3. Finishing Season 1 of Heroes (Jonathan got me hooked during the last few days of the honeymoon... and I'm addicted)
4. Keep changing my name - it's amazing how many places have my name. Some of them don't even give me a hard time about changing it! Hooray.
5. Finish knitting the sock I started last December
6. Avoid eating oysters (This was a New Year's Resolution, and I'm still going strong! I just might keep that one!)


... And, just in case you haven't seen it elsewhere, here's the haircut. Me gusta.:

Mawwiage.

Mawwiage is what bwings us togethaw today.
Mawwiage, that bwessed awwangement - that dweam within a dweam...


So, the knot has been tied. I've been discovering all of the places that I get to change my name, and hanging out with the husband. It's fabulous.

I also had 13 inches of hair chopped off this morning. Sweet.

Ok go - a million ways

Here it goes.

T-Minus... should I count it down in hours now? That would probably give me a heart attack.

I've found that all of the random stuff to do for the wedding is an excellent excuse for my procrastination. I have this paper that I should have written, oh, a week ago. But now I get to write it after I get home from work at 8:45 or so this evening. Cest la vie. I'm feeling semi-responsible because I did accomplish my goal of getting the prospectus out of the way before the wedding. My defense was arguably less fun and more painful than my next visit to the denstist will be... But alas, I didn't cry until later when I couldn't tie a bow on the program the right way and it became the proverbial straw. I digress. My thesis committee did say some encouraging things, and their interest made me a bit more interested in my topic. I was reminded of how little I truly understand about psychological statistics, and that's never fun. Nonparametrics? Riiiight. This is why I will make bazillions and have someone else do my stats :)

My mind is racing. I'm addicted to "Ok Go" right now. I can't listen to anything slow because I lose my patience. I just might have to join in some guided relaxation I'm leading today at work... if I can make myself be present. That's the goal for today.

Enjoy the video above. It's perfect.