JONAHED!

My fiance's favorite book of the bible is Jonah (...and right about now he would be stopping to correct me that Jonah is not his favorite book, it is his favorite old testament prophet. ) I hear about Jonah a lot. Which is cool, because there is much to be learned from the book of Jonah... But when he starts bringing out Jonah, just sit down because you have just lost the argument, and you are in for a dissertation length lesson.
Sooooo... it was a momentous event when, in the midst of a 'discussion' the other day... I got to play the Jonah card.
The context of the 'discussion' was something to the effect of:
Sometimes I don't necessarily feel as though you appreciate how smokin' hot your fiancee is... so once we get married the game is up and I am just going to let myself go, and you still have to love me.
To which his response was... Okay, I still love you, but i will probably be mad at you.
You can't be mad at me for being unattractive!
(and my favorite Zachary response ever:) The crap I can't!
(and here's where I got to play the Jonah card... can you see where this is going? We're going to use Jonah 4:5-11 ish)Let me see if I can explain this in a manner that you can wrap your brain around, Dear Zachary:
You, my friend, are being Jonah. When he was mad at the vine that shriveled up and died and he starts whining and saying, I want to die, and that's not fair you can't do that, and God says: The crap I can't! (paraphrase) Then God all puts him in his place by saying, I'm sorry... did you create that vine? Did you cultivate or care for it? No? You don't get to be mad that it is gone then.
And you can see the little wheels in his brain going double time formulating his rebuttal that I didn't let him interrupt with...
But I made him let me finish. I told him: Even though it is not necessarily in your nature to regularly notice or comment on the physical appearance of your loved one... it is something that you must work to be better at SO THAT you can 'care for' and 'cultivate' this beauty that you so desire. If you do not learn to care for it, you have NO RIGHT to be mad when it is gone.
And, YOU my friend have just been Jonahed!
AND I won with my Jonah card for the first time ever... because even if he didn't want me to be right, he KNEW I was. And even though we both knew I was pushing the boundaries of the Jonah story to fit my analogy, I STILL got my point across so he let me have it, because it is a rare occasion I actually win an argument-- er-- 'discussion' -- and I have never actually got to use Jonah against him before. (It was a big day for me.)
Plus we coined a new term for winning an argument by citing Jonah. So thats cool too.
We have the strangest relationship ever. haha

Dealing

I don't really know how to handle 'hurt feelings'. It seems like such a childish position to be in, and yet it is inevitable... Even as an adult i guess people will say and do things that deeply hurt or offend me. I want to blow it off and pretend like it's no big deal-- but it is kind of a big deal. I want to do something equally as hurtful to the offending party-- but then, not really because I do (or did at one time... ?) truly care for them. The only thing I can do it try to put it behind me and hope that some day they will note the error of their ways, but the chances of that are unlikely. So basically I am left hurt, down a friend, and with no hope of vindication or restitution. Sucks.
I need to go bake something.

The Passive Aggressive RSVP

The favor of your response is requested by 18 November, 2009.
M____________________________

____Gladly Accept
____Regretfully Decline
____Decline to Respond but will ultimately attend anyhow

Hehehe... I love it. I would SO send something like that out... just because I am a little bit snarky like that.

Delays

It looks like culinary school is a no go becuase I can't come up with the funds and I can't justify clearing out my savings for it. I am really disappointed, but I guess I have plenty more years of my life to learn to cook... and maybe when I do finally get myself in school I will have convinced my significant other that he does, in fact, want to eat things I make.
In other news: We shopped and registered for fine china (tableware) last night, and it was one of the happiest days of my life. Only SLIGHTLY dampered by dear darling FI telling me the whole time, this is so expensive, this is really pointless, no one is going to buy us fine china. He obviously doesn't understand how this works.... so don't try to rain on my parade because registering for china is one of those little girl dreams I have been looking forward to all my life. (As far as I am concerened it is one of the MAIN reasons to get married.) I don't even care if not a single person feels inclined to indulge my expensive taste in tableware for a wedding gift. The point is: I WILL get it... eventually. Even if i have to buy it for myself... if I have to spend the next 12 years collecting it piece by piece. Thats kind of how it works. China is not an instant gratification kind of thing. Try explaining that to Fiance. He didn't get it.
To his credit, he did admit he kind of enjoyed the experience... not because he found it interesting or satisfying (as I did) in any way. But he said, "It was fun for me to watch you get so excited." Awwww... even if he was lying through his teeth he still got bonus points for that one. Good work, Zachary!

Teaser

About a week and a half ago we spent an afternoon on the plaza doing an engagement photo shoot. It was actualy kinda fun-- I think even Zachary enjoyed it a little. Our Photographer Claire is FANTASTIC and took some KILLER photos of us. I will probably post a big album on FB once I sort through all 222 pictures I have to choose from... but just to get you excited, here's a little 'teaser'.

(Oh, just admit it. You are impressed. We clean up pretty nice, right?)

Best. Joke. Ever.

A man is dining in a fancy restaurant and there is a gorgeous girl sitting at the next table. He has been checking her out since he sat down, but lacks the nerve to talk with her. Suddenly she sneezes, and her glass eye comes flying out of its socket toward the man. He reflexively reaches out, grabs it out of the air, and hands it back to her.
'Oh my, I am so sorry,' the woman says as she pops her eye back in place. 'Let me buy your dinner to make it up to you,' she says. They enjoy a wonderful dinner together, and afterwards they go to the theatre followed by drinks. They talk, they laugh, and she asks him if he would like to come back to her place. The next morning, she cooks a gourmet breakfast. The guy is amazed. Everything had been so incredible!
'Are you this nice to every guy you meet?' He asks.
'No,' she replies, 'You just happened to catch my eye.'

Hahahahahahahahahahahaha My favorite joke ever. For obvious reasons.

My Best Friend's Wedding

My best friend of 24 years got engaged this weekend. She told me the same way I told her... with a texted picture of a ring, and then wait for the screaming phone call. (Yes, girls scream when their friends get engaged. It's our thing.) Anyway, she told me the story and I told her i was so happy for her and then she told me they had set a date... June 5th, which just so happens to be 2 wks after my wedding.
To be very honest, I wasn't immediately thrilled about this information. I was a little irked. The mere two weeks she scheduled in between our date felt a little like she was stepping on wedding toes. My fears were confirmed when *B called because she had heard the news and she said... "Sooo... everyone is going to be talking about her wedding during your wedding?" Guess that makes yours the warm-up event. UUUUUUGH. No little girl dreams of someday having the wedding that will precede her friend's better wedding the next week... no no no, we dream of our day totally in the spotlight in which each and every person there views this day, and this wedding ONLY as the event of the year. And two weeks seemed like too little time to pull off two 'events of the year' especially since there will be considerable overlap in the guest list.
And so I spent approx 16 hours wallowing in my self pity and irked-ness when I remembered this picture that I found just a few days ago of bestie brides:

As it turns out, we are in a very unique position. We have been friends since birth. Literally. We have grown up together, played 'wedding' together, and lived together. We went to school at the same time, we graduated at the same time, and now... we are getting married at the same time. All the significant events in my life have happened with my friend, and so why would our weddings be any different? Here I was thinking that my friend of 24 years was trying to steal my wedding thunder... when in reality, we are really just sharing-- no DOUBLING each others wedding thunder. haha Anyway, once I realized how petty I was being and how excited I truly was to share this thing with my best friend, I thought OMG we HAVE to optimize this circumstance and I IMMEDIATELY contacted my photographer and scheduled a post wedding bridal photoshoot for 2 brides. It shall be the Bridal Photoshoot of Hotness x2 and I can't even begin to explain how much I want a picture of the blondie, boppy twin brides cheesing it up in their poofy white dresses. LOVE IT. I am so happy and so excited for us! As I said to April last night while squealing and jumping up and down:
OMG! WE'RE GETTING MAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRIED!