Friday, May 28, 2010

hohum

I hate it when God's clear answer is 'NO'. But I REALLY wanted it to be 'YES.'
I also hate it when I worry about the stupidest little things. It is almost like God saying "Be anxious for nothing" falls on completely deaf K8 ears.

Sunday, May 23, 2010

Tomorrow is such a big day....

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Friday, May 21, 2010

Take me or Leave Me

Megan has moved back to Tucson... YEEEEEEEEEEESSSS. ahhhhhh the memories she bring back.

Whatif by Shel Silverstein

Last night, while I lay thinking here,
some Whatifs crawled inside my ear
and pranced and partied all night long
and sang their same old Whatif song:
Whatif I'm dumb in school?
Whatif they've closed the swimming pool?
Whatif I get beat up?
Whatif there's poison in my cup?
Whatif I start to cry?
Whatif I get sick and die?
Whatif I flunk that test?
Whatif green hair grows on my chest?
Whatif nobody likes me?
Whatif a bolt of lightning strikes me?
Whatif I don't grow talle?
Whatif my head starts getting smaller?
Whatif the fish won't bite?
Whatif the wind tears up my kite?
Whatif they start a war?
Whatif my parents get divorced?
Whatif the bus is late?
Whatif my teeth don't grow in straight?
Whatif I tear my pants?
Whatif I never learn to dance?
Everything seems well, and then
the nighttime Whatifs strike again!

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Reminiscing

As I am working my way through season 4 of "Say Yes to the Dress" on Netflix online..... I am reminiscing of course.

It made me think of that time I GOT MARRIED TO MY LOVE!

There are so many special things about the day and events surrounding the wedding... I never wrote anything to remember these precious moments and memories

These are my memories...


I was shocked and awed by the amount of family who made the effort to get to AZ from PA, FL, CA etc... My poppop and his wife Sharon, Aunt Angie, Uncle Dave, Makayla, Gianna, Uncle bob and Aunt Lori, Grandma and Papap, Seth, Josh, and Nate, Aunt Laura, *deep breath* Uleonard, Aunt Joyce, Mike, CHanda and tucker.... and a few more various cousins and Josephs relatives as well. I was amazed by the out of state family that came, let along the mass of friends locally who blessed us.

My Veil
My mother made my veil. Such a simple phrase but the hours of trial and error work and detailed sewing that went into this piece brings tears every time I think about it.


My whole outfit ensemble is a precious memory..
My darling Nana, my mother's mother, does not travel and was unable to be there with me. Months ahead of time 'we' online shopped to find the perfect necklace which was Nana's gift for my wedding day. So that every time I open my jewlery box I will think of her. Joseph bought earings to match. I though it was a wonderful unplanned bonding of Josephine Salvatori and Joseph Faith even though they have yet to meet.
My beaded bracelet was Great-Nana Salvatori's, as a little girl I always longed to wear it on a formal occasion. I thought it matched the beading on my dress perfectly!
AND... the ring on my right hand was a gift my father gave my mother in the beginning of their marriage.

The dress itself Joseph helped me pick out! We had been in a bridal store and it was on a mannequin and he said "I don't know why you think dress shopping is so hard, that one would look great on you!" yeah. Whatever Joseph. I have watched seasons and seasons of Say Yes to the Dress, Bridezilla, style networking, wedding movies etc. Silly boys don't know how hard it is....... He doesn't know what he's saying.... Fast-forward a few weeks in the same store with mom, dad, and future-hubby...sure enough. That was it!

My Pittsburgh Steeler garters, sparkly shoes, and hairstyle were actually semi-original ideas of mine! :-)

For one of my bridal showers my aunt a 2 gal cousins flew out to surprise me. I was ecstatic! That is no small task to fly out with two little ones with colds!
Such an awesome family I have!



The old friends I grew up with!



and new one's I have made along the way...


the candies my Aunt Angie spent HOURS making the week before the wedding! All the way from PA and we stuck her with candy molds, melts and a microwave and said "GOOD LUCK"!




Other memories are not as sweet. Poor little Gianna was so very sick the entire time, and still had such a sweet temperament. Here she is a few hours before flying back to PA. Waiting for hours in the ER with her Uncle Vic. she was well a few weeks later



MY beautiful mother. And my handsome brother





And my dad. He has always been able to help me make decisions.. so of course the night before my wedding we had the very serious "It's not too late to call if off" father daughter talk....





There are thousands of precious memory drops in my wedding bucket, my sweet family, my hilarious, gracious friends, and all those who actually 'made it happen'...

However, a very big memory of course is Joseph
... ...
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I love my husband.


From our few precious moments before being husband and wife...





To that whole new person he was our first days of marriage; still goofy and fun but So gentle and kind and patient and loving.




9 1/2 months of marriage gone..... FINALLY getting some of my special memories down. I love my husband, I am so blessed for the wedding we were able to have and celebrate with family and friends.

In conclusion, I loved my wedding. I love my husband, I am so blessed to have the family and friend support system. Keep in mind getting married is exhausting! Thank goodness you only ever have to do it once!

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Bucket list to be edited

Things to do before I die...to be updated and revised as needed.. this was written a while ago.... X=completed
NOT NECESSARILY IN THIS ORDER

* X Get Married
*X See Cirque Du Soleil live
* 1-2 more piercings
* 1 tattoo....henna or otherwise
* Teach and write Sunday school curriculum
* Go snorkeling
* Write a book and get published
* Go on a cruise
* Hike and observe Zion National Park
* Help with missions work over-seas
* Take a culinary class
* Read the entire Great Books Britannica Collection
* See Mt. Rushmore
* Have a baby
* See as many Aquariums as I can
* Get my Masters degree....in ANYTHING
*Xsorta Host a Thanksgiving dinner for ALL my family....successfully
* Read the dictionary
* Italy
* Transpose my Grandfather's life notes and publish it
* Own a NICE cat
* Learn to Draw
* Keep a fish alive for well past its expiration date
* Hike at least part of the Appalachian Trail
* Design and sew a dress (doll or otherwise)
* Jungles of Costa Rica...
*X Buy a house
* Win an argument
* See the Poconos

* Orthopedic certification
* Kinesio taping certification
* Own my own (self-sufficient) business
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* Kill the messenger.. HHAHAH

Friday, May 14, 2010

Tirade

I am 22 years old, new to my industry and new to the business world; but I am a hard worker and I know a thing or two about professionalism. And dealing with business professionals daily now I am never ceased to be amazed at the unique professionalism of some, and incredibly amateurish, unethical practices of others. For the first time in my little life I am working on a letter (proofread for emotion that might stick in between the lines) and am contemplating on public commentary of a business that has wronged and disrespected me to my face.... or when they thought i had left the room...ha ha their mistake. I am disgusted, embarrassed for this business owner, and shocked about how any form of constructive criticism (what I said could not have even been classified as that, it was an FYI along with how much I appreciate their service) could result in such an attitud

Monday, May 3, 2010

stressed messed

Joseph had to get up at 5 am to take a test before he left for work. Being the dutiful wife that I am I got up with him to promptly fall asleep in his office. I am sure in between snores he SENSED my support. Poor guy, the teacher forgot to release the test until 8:00 so he had to call into work for a few hours. So...this is another interview week for hubby.....he has high hopes for another job and SOON. It really would change a lot for us. And we are praying soooo hard for this! (and all the other interviews he has gone on...*sigh*) So keep him in your prayers around Thursday.

I survived food poisoning via homeopathics on Tuesday, PRAISE God! Terrible that many in our Tuesday meeting group fell ill.

Oh, and our house survived the icky wind yesterday, I cannot say the same for the other houses in our neighborhood.

I did cut a lot of my hair off. That was exciting. hmmmmmm.......
Creamed m husband in a quick game of monopoly last night... its not fun when someone HAS to play by the rules and doesn't play MY family's way...GAH :-)