Packing [pak-ing] verb- something I don't like to do.

Packing has never been one of my favorite things to do. I always put it off till the last minute. I grew up as a missionary kid so I'm used to the traveling and the packing and unpacking. I didn't mind the traveling, it was the packing I didn't like. I'm not sure how I ended up with so much stuff. I've been looking at the mess on my floor trying to figure out how it was all going to fit in my suitcase. I pack some stuff away and it seems like I still just as much stuff out of my suitcase as I did before. Its a never ending pile of stuff. It feels like when I'm busy packing things away someone comes in and drops off more stuff. I just don't like packing. Well I think I've complained enough about it now its time to get back to it.

Lingerie Party

Nothing could be more embarrassing than having a lingerie party at Olive Garden. A good friend of mine from work planned out the whole thing. And she did a really good job. There were about 5 other ladies there, and it was full of laughter and blushing (mostly on my part haha). It was a very memorable experience, especially when you're opening presents and pull out lingerie right as the waiter came to the table. I'm pretty sure my face was as red as a tomato. We also had some very enthusiastic people at the next table over who seemed to enjoy the gifts as well. Haha, at least it was fun.

Freak Out

My wedding is only two months away! I can't believe it. Only two more months till I'm no longer a Windham and receive a more complicated last name haha. I have people ask me all the time how to pronounce and after saying it five times they still give me a weird look. But I love the name. I've always heard of those brides who freak out if something goes wrong in the planning and I thought that would never happen to me. Well I had my first "freak out" the other day. I had been trying to reserve a room for the ceremony for weeks. I kept calling them and getting the voice mail. I would leave a message but they would never get back to me. I finally was able to get a hold of them and was going to reserve the room. Come to find out that you cannot rent the room in the morning on a Sunday, which I was fine with, I could deal with doing it later in the day. Then she told me the down payment was $200, when the total price should have been $150. I asked her about and she said it was only for week days. I explained to her that the price sheet said $150 for Sunday-Thursday. She was a little confused and said she was going to check on it and call me back in a few minutes. Well 24 hours later, I finally receive her call back. During that time though I was pacing the room wondering what I was going to do, and trying to calm myself lol. I've never been that way. I was so tired with them after that that I decided to go with something else. Anyways everything is all good and going well, so hopefully there will be no more freak outs. ;)