Recipe for Disaster?

If you know me, you know I love to cook. I don’t just like to throw stuff in the oven, and call it good. I like to build, explore and create tasty food.  I don’t use recipes, I don’t measure, and lord knows, I don’t, let me rephrase that, I CAN’T do baked sugary things.  But that’s a different blog topic. I have the ability to re-create something I had eaten in a restaurant or think of an idea and come up with the ingredients in my mind. I can look at a photo and bring it to life on a plate. I often even surprise myself at times.  Well, I am going to take on a new challenge. I am going to create, and build my own food for my wedding.  I love food, and I love this man in my life, so why not? When it comes to food, I know how to handle myself, when it comes to relationships…. I’m going to need some help.

Who knows... perhaps I will go into catering.

Something Blue?

Oh, the wedding plans have begun.  My living room looks like a wedding paraphernalia explosion. It’s weird  to walk in the door and see the mess of magazines, adorned with frilly dresses, bouffant hair doo’s and do it yourself ideas scattered  throughout my living room.  Dare I say I am getting excited! I know when I say these next few words… I will get a lot of flack…. But, since I am “older” there I said it, I feel like I shouldn’t be as giddy or excited or nervous as I get sometimes.  I have to tell myself, to relax and let myself enjoy this time, even if I feel like I’m too old to act this way.  I just wish I had someone to share the planning, the ideas, and the giddiness with.  It’s hard when your soon to be other half is across the world sleeping, when I’m left day dreaming about what the big day will look like.

We have started the visa process, and now we have to do something that I am NOT very good at. Wait. It’s been 2 weeks and we haven’t heard anything, and I feel likes it’s been 2 months. The date has been set, September 3, 2011 – so let’s pray, keep fingers and toes crossed that our papers will go thru in the next 5 months. Ugh – that seems forever.

I hope the next few months fly by because I can’t wait to start my life with this guy who I never dreamed I’d meet. One, because he is nothing I wanted, but everything I didn’t know I needed. And two, because he loves me in a way I didn’t think I would find. Now I just need to figure out how not to drive him crazy!