You know, lately I just can’t seem to pull the blog posts together. I have a few of them simmering in my saved drafts folder, but each are about 30 million words long and seem to have entirely lost sight of their original points and trying to find them again feels like a torturous afternoon spent listening to news talk radio in the dentist’s office.

It’s not a good week for the blog. It’s not a good week for being a bride.

Actually, I take that back. I feel like we’ve made some real wedding inroads lately. We released our STDs into the wild, we decided on an officiant, I started building our website, and we are making hotel block reservations. Those are not things I necessarily want to write about, though. I mean, imagine reading a post like this:

“Hey guys, we finally went to this one motel that’s right near our venue? And it used to be terrible, but we’d heard this guy had taken it over and was renovating it? So we walked in and were like, “We’re interested in reserving a block of your rooms for our wedding,” and the proprietor was so shocked and excited that he actually mimicked picking his jaw up off the ground. He showed us one of the rooms he had renovated, and it had bamboo floors and really nice shower heads and new bedding from Linens & Things, and he said by September he should have almost all of the second story redone, which is roughly 10 rooms. Perfect! The motel is seriously a half a stumble from both the venue AND the afterparty bar, and it gets even better: The rooms are an unheard-of-in-downtown-Santa-Barbara $89/night!”

I mean, yeah. Bonus for us, ultimate snore for you. But sadly, this is all that I can muster of late.

So today I am taking a page straight from Becca. I’m going to forget about wedding stuff. I’m going to tell you just a little bit about what else has been going on in my head.

  1. I’m trying to figure out what my next career step should be, and how exactly I should go about pursuing it.
  2. I’m contemplating wanderlust. Can we ever leave this city when we’re lucky enough to have decent jobs? Can I convince the beau to pull up roots and put down new ones elsewhere? Another state? Another time zone? Another country?
  3. I’m fighting a daily battle with time management and self-discipline. Many days, they win.
  4. World travel. ‘Nuff said.
  5. I’m seething over how much I want to kick Sidney Crosby in the shins. While wearing steel-toed boots. Don’t worry, this is merely a hockey grudge.
  6. I’m mourning the loss of time spent reading books, because whenever I read a book I tend to get utterly absorbed in it, and I can’t make room for utter absorption in my life right now.
  7. Pita pizza. Oh god, I could eat homemade pita pizzas for dinner every single night.
  8. I suspect I may be getting a Kitchen-Aid stand mixer for my bridal shower as a joint gift from my aunts, and I am so excited at the prospect of what I can make with it. Bread! Raised doughnuts! Butter!
  9. On second thought, maybe a stand mixer is a bad idea.
  10. I’m rededicating myself to my goal of finally speaking German fluently.

Well, that was fun.

Oh yeah, I wanted to tell you I have another blog called another damn life. I started it a few months ago just… because. Because I decided I like blogging and want to continue it long past the day I become an old married woman. Posting over there will remain sporadic at least until after the wedding, but I did manage to put something up earlier today. Take a gander if you like.

And now it’s your turn. I know many of you have already shared a bit about yourselves over at A Los Angeles Love, but I wanna hear more. Tell me something. Anything. Go!