There seems to be something in the water, as I seem to be part of a gaggle of gals getting married soon, and I just found out a couple weeks ago that one of my girlfriends is pregnant! She started dating her boyfriend about a month before I started dating Mike, and although they have no plans on getting hitched soon, that evidently is the plan. Baby takes priority. Funny, out of all of my friends, she was almost the last one I expected to have kids... not that I didn't think she would have them, just that I thought she would be the LAST. Life is funny.

So wedding plans are in full swing, and I've tried really hard not to have it be the focus of everything I do, which is harder than it should be. Not a day goes by at work when a client doesn't ask me, "so... how is the wedding planning going??" or "when are you getting married?". The latter inquiry makes me hesitant because I've had a few clients fishing for an invite (why would you want to go to your Pilates teacher's wedding, anyhow?!), and in fact I AM inviting about four of my best clients because they're practically in the "friend" coloumn as I spend more time with them than I do my family.
Today I put together a sample invite, and it looks... ok. We had custom invite kits made up (they design it, we put it together), and I think I've just seen them too many times now that I can't tell what I think of them. They're unique, and they don't have hearts, doves, bells, embossing or the phrase "united in love" on them, so that makes me happy.

This weekend I get FOUR DAYS OFF!!! Dude. Easter Friday, of course, and this year I informed my boss that I didn't want to work on the Saturday. My boss also has the studio closed on Easter Monday, which really isn't a holiday for most, but too late! I took that off as well!! I plan on spending that day at H & R Block doing my taxes... and if you've been reading this diary for a while, you know how I feel about that.
So let's see... my friend Eraz will be joining Mike and I at my parents' place for Passover again this year. That's always a hilarious time, as its the only jewish holiday we really celebrate in full-force as a family. Usually we fuck up the order, or the blessings, or get too drunk/distracted to finish it... what should be a three-hour ordeal usually lasts about a half hour, then we eat. Good times.
Last night I was at Broken City visiting Eraz on his "bring your own vinyl night" that he hosts there. He convinced me to go, and I grabbed four records off the top of my collection (actually my Dad's collection that he passed on to me)and headed out.
They were:
-Neil Diamond's Greatest Hits
-Rolling Stones Sticky Fingers
-Nilsson Schmilsson
-The Happy Moog
My set was about 12 minutes long, but did I ever rock the house!! I actually got applause for the Moog, and I didn't even fuck-up the change-overs, so I was pretty pleased with myself. You should go. If you're playing records there for the first time, Eraz even buys you a beer.

Mike and I are going to head to Vancouver Friday morning for a short stay, leaving Saturday night. Ah, the benefits of being a Westjetter. I'm going to visit my sister, who's life has been nothing short of a soap opera (in a bad way), and I think could use the face-time with a family member. Or rather, I need face-time with my sis. I miss her. I'm also on the hunt for strings of white mini-lights for our reception, as I neglected to buy a bunch at xmas-time. Apparently Vancouver has better dollar stores, so wish me luck.

Oh, and if any of you computer-savvy peeps out there own the MRS EAVES SMALL CAPS font, I would love you forever if you sent it to me. I'm trying to save $$$ and can't justify spending $40 on a font. Groceries, yes. Font, no.

Well... I know this doesn't really catch up on anything, but I thought I'd enter it so my account doesn't disappear...