tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61164805501689688052012-02-16T03:54:23.501-08:00Ms. Andreanoreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116480550168968805.post-63583792964555336002009-01-04T09:03:00.000-08:002009-01-05T15:03:21.778-08:00So, my wonderful boyfriend asked me to marry him after a long night of drinking and dancing. I cried and said yes.. I was extremely happy.....before I realized the nightmare that is wedding planning.<br /><br /><br />I am NOT by any means anything close to the target audience for the mega wedding industrial complex... I don't have 20 grand.. I don't want it in a church, I don't want a huge wedding party, limos, flower girls, pastels or puffy taffeta..<br /><br /><br />Sadly, this industry is HUGE and has taken a lot of the meaning and fun that I think should be in an event that unites 2 people.<br /><br />I limited myself to 2 bridal magazines, and regretted the purchase as soon as I got home.. The $200 china plates, the $2,000 jewel encrusted gowns, the zombie-face anorexic models with unsmiling over-lit faces... nothing in these magazines speaks to me.<br /><br /><br /><br />I understand the importance. I understand that the day I am planning will be one that I will remember for the rest of my life.. But I don't get how going into massive debt is going to set me up for a wonderful life..<br /><br />I keep mentioning running off to vegas, but he cringes... and he's right, I love New Orleans and I cannot imagine having such an important and awesome event happening anywhere else..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116480550168968805-6358379296455533600?l=dirtywatergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ms. Andreanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116480550168968805.post-63206122438082926912008-12-26T08:48:00.000-08:002008-12-26T08:54:19.493-08:00decided to start a blog. want to write again, or at least try. when i was a confused semi-adult, i used to regularly stay up all night on my ex's typewriter, just babbling for hours.. later i would edit whatever came out into a zine or just some sort of weird art or posting. my zines are funny/embarassing to read, almost 10 years later. i caught a lot of shit in my very southern hometown for trying something different.<br /><br />when i joined my current branch of the military (5.5 years ago) , i felt like all my creativity had been sapped. the stringent schedule coupled with the unending stress has definitely left me with less time and energy to dedicate to a craft that i was never sure i was good at in the first place. i suppose it's time to explore a little more and see if i can do it, job and all.<br /><br />so.. here goes nothin!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116480550168968805-6320612243808292691?l=dirtywatergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ms. Andreanoreply@blogger.com0