OH. MY. GAWD! *I say Gawd because I can't use the lords name that way... just cant do it*

Anyways... I have 85 days until I say I do... 85 DAYS!

I am excited so please do not take this the wrong way. I just feel, well, I feel unprepared! Here is everything I have to do... Ok or what I remember at least *don't judge me*

1. Take Dress for alterations... ASAP

2. Take Invitations to Post Office to get postage amount

3. Mail out invitations

4. Get shoes

5. Get passport *Im really slipping on this one*

6. Get the materials for the programs for Brandon's mom

7. Get the stuff for our escort cards

8. Get the materials for the candy buffet

9. Order Jonathans tuxedo

10. Order the flower girls gifts.

11. Pay the florist!

12. Make final payment to the wedding venue

13. Pay the DJ

14. Talk to Becky about photography and what Pics I want

15. Make a playlist and DO NOT play list

16. Make a must have photography list.

17. Order Sid's tux

18. Buy wedding day lingerie

19. Set up nail appointment for the day before the wedding

20. Find makeup artist or figure out how to do it myself

21. Finalize babysitter info for Jonathan for the week of honeymoon...

22. Get Brandons passport taken care of

23. Get marriage license

24. finish premarital counseling.

25. Buy ring bearer pillow

26. Finalize proof for Unity candle bought here!

27. Talk to pastor about the ceremony times.

28. get the little lights for the centerpieces

29. Finalize the menu

30. Finalize rehearsal dinner situation

31. finalize hotel rooms for guests

32. Find containers or bags for candy buffet.

33. Get Jonathans shoes.

34. Get the rehearsal dinner dress.

35. Bridal shower

36. Bachelorette party/ Bachelor party

37. Get the butterfly pin for Shan's bouquet.

And about a thousand other things... How does anyone survive this?? Seriously? But it helps that I have this guy to support me:

Yep that pretty much explains it.

I recently ran across a blogger that posted about being a southerner at heart. I couldn't help but add to her post you can find hers here,

Here are my reasons I am a southerner at heart:

I love, love, love Sweet sweet iced tea. I prefer it over any other drink.

I hate snow. Ok I don't hate it but I prefer that it only sticks around for a short time.

I love southern values. In the south family is most important and old fashioned values are basically how I was raised.

I don't mind the heat. Now at night time I love me some A.C. but during the day I love being outside in the sun.

I say y'all. ALL. THE. FREAKIN. TIME.

I think that southern hospitality and the manners most southerners possess are absolutely perfect!

I absolutely adore! the charming southern places. Especially South Carolina and Georgia!

I love down home foods like collard greens and fried chicken. I don't care if fried chicken is bad for you. Give me some thick gravy to go with it! MMMMMM!!

I know Virginia is kind of on the fence but the way I was brought up was nothing above being southern.

Did you really just say that?

Have you ever had a conversation with someone where you could totally tell they were against whatever it was that you were saying? Like you're sitting there telling them something you want to do for your future and they just give you a look. You know that look of OMG are you being serious? Well I recently have had a few of those conversations...

My Hubby~to~be has decided to Re-enlist in the Army. I am in full support of it (no matter how scary it is to me). Well as people began to find out they also began to tell me how I Should be handling this news. For instance My mother. She was SOOO Appalled at the idea that she blatantly said that I should leave him... Well hunny bee that isn't going to happen. Then his mother tried to play me against him. She actually tried to convince me that he shouldn't be doing this and that he is only doing it because I told him to. Wrong attempt there lady!

And then coworkers or my sister... Her response was by far my favorite (but only because she is the most ignorant out of everyone). My coworkers and I are pretty close. We all talk about our lives and things that happen and just pretty much everything. When they started finding out about they all give me these utter looks of disgust and disdain. But like I said my sisters reaction was by far my top one...

Me: So Brandon is re-enlisting in the Army soon.
H:WHAT?! How can you agree to that? I know you were pissed! I would be!
Me: Umm no actually I'm pretty happy. Of course I have concerns but I am excited and proud of him.
H:How can you sit here and tell me that? Are you being serious? UGH! If Ray EVER tried to do something like that I'd yank his leash and tell him NO!
Me: Well you and Ray definitely aren't me and Brandon now are you?
H:Just think about all the bad things he can do while hes away. He could cheat!
Me:Did you really just say that to me??
H:Yes I did. I don't even let Ray talk to his ex's I just don't trust them.
Me:Them as in who the ex's or Ray AND the ex's?
H:Both... But it doesn't matter. Aren't you mad that he is doing this all over again?
Me: Absolutely not! I am proud of him! I support him! And you're nuts about the ex thing.
H: Well at least you'll be single while he's gone...
Me:WTF?! I can't believe you would even say things like that. I mean are you really being serious? Or are you just trying to piss me off?
H: Why can't he find some other profession to do? Why does he want the Army to be his "career" (she used her fingers to make the quotation marks) What if he changes his mind about it being a career?
Me: And what do you propose he should do as a "career"
H:Well Ray is a plumber. I'm just sayin maybe you should tell him he can't. I wouldn't allow that.
Me: Wow you really are just that ignorant aren't you? I would NEVER tell him he CAN'T do something. I mean gawd!
H:Well maybe you're good and ready to be n ready to be a military wife... I would never want to.
Me: Well thats because you aren't me. I am ready to do whatever I need to do to be supportive of my husband... and as for him changing his mind about his "career" the reason that it would be considered a career is because you plan to do to that for a long time. Its not some short term thing that you get bored with and toss it aside.
H: i didn't mean to offend you. I was just tryin to figure out why you want to let him do it...
Me:I'm not LETTING him do anything. Im not his mother.
H:Ok. I still think its dumb what if he has to go to the hospital>
Me:Are you in kindergarten or something?? You sure sound like it.

Ok now I know that people do not have to agree with his decision. I never expected them too. But the next time some butt comes up and asks me "If I am supportive of the decision" or that I should tell him he can't i'm going to lose it. I don't understand why ANYONE would expect me to unsupportive of my Fiance. I mean im pretty sure that it says in the Bible that we are supposed to be... am I wrong?

Sorry Shay has stepped out for a moment...

Do you ever have times when you just feel out of it? I mean really out of it like where you can actually sit back and think about it and then say... "Wow I really wasn't quite with it was I?"

Lately that has been my state of mind. Everyone has been asking me about the wedding planning and I draw a complete blank. I can't answer anything not even something as simple as a date!! Whats wrong with me? I mean I used to be so, so, so with it! I could tell you everything you needed to know about the wedding, MY wedding, in the matter of a second. Now I'm just kind of like DUH! I literally sit there with a stupid grin on my face and I really have absolutely no idea what to say!

Or yesterday, My ex's current Gf called me to ask me where he was... My response of course was I don't know. Because I didn't. Well she then went into a really long conversation that lasted 15 minutes and all I remember from the entire thing is... "He's still stuck on you and I'm sick of it!" To which I replied "Well naturally. Of course." I don't remember anything else.

I also don't remember the conversation held with one of my bridesmaids about picking her up when all the girls go dress shopping. I mean I remember talking to her but I really don't remember what it was about. Its like my mind has put up a sign that says "Sorry Shay has stepped out for a moment, please come again soon."

It drives me nuts! I mean ME- A normally very organized, responsible person, who has a memory like an elephant.... ME I have completely stepped out of my own mind. Ok So the organized part can be better described as an organized mess but still I know where everything is even if no one else has a freaking clue. Leave me alone about it! A lot of good people are organized messes like myself... I'm sure of it!

Poor Brandon looked at me last night and asked me "Whats with you? Are you feeling ok?" I couldn't figure out what he was talking about. He told me that I keep forgetting little things like if I asked him to call his cousin for me about the hotel rooms when he claims he has told me several times that he has... Ok if you say so! I can't even remember taking my birth control. I mean I look at the pack and see the pill missing for the day and don't remember even touching it.

I am hoping that one day soon I will be back to my normal witty self until then I guess I will just sit quietly and smile at people, hopefully that will get me by.