Put the lime in the coconut

I love everything about my new and improved response cards. My MOH and I took an idea and totally tailored it to fit our luau theme. I couldn't be happier!

Our new wording is as follows:

Will be there with coconuts on
Will be there free of coconuts
Will be there...undecided on coconuts
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Will not be there, heard there will be people wearing coconuts
Will not be there, regardless of the coconut controversy.

I can't WAIT to see if people actually show up in coconuts! One can only hope :)

Ring my bellllll elll bell, ring my bell.

I would like to thank the Ritzy Bee blog for this awesome idea! I love bells! :)

I don't want the traditional "so and so" takes "so and so" wedding invite. C and I are silly, funny, and not so ordinary. I want something that reflects our goofy personalities.

I don't know the appropriateness of a top ten countdown (can you tell I watch Lettermen before bed lol!). The top ten resons to get married: 10. Insurance is cheaper. 9. No more dating. 8. Anniversary presents. 7. A definite date on Valentine's Day. 6. A new ring. 5. Being center of attention. 4. Getting to buy a dress! 3. Honeymoon (oooo lala!) 2. PARTY!. 1. Spending the rest of your life with the one you love. As previously mentioned, we aren't the average couple.

I also really like this idea: Susan "Wedding Schmedding" Smith and John "They'll Never Take me Alive" Jones gleefully invite you to witness them eating their words! HA! This one is sooo us!

All in all, I am stoked :) And honey, I will be there with bells on!

Life is like a box of what?!

So, an interesting fact I learned, which perhaps many knew. Me, not so much. In French, ganache means jowl. Jowl means the flesh under your jaw. I call it the hangy part. (Hence the picture, it's friggin bacon!). I am completely fascinated by this new discovery of definitions because I just devoured an entire box of Godiva truffles with ganache coating!

My dilemma lies with the fact that there are warning labels on everything these days. Pencils have one that say "do not stick in eye". I mean, come on! However, I may need to write to the chocolateirs and request that a warning label be placed on chocolate. I really think I may have come up with something. If I am more prone to being "jowly" (yes, it is now a word) then I may think twice about eating a whole entire box of chocolate. I may in turn, eat carrots or *gasp* something healthy.

Until the French can come up with another non-demeaning name for deliciously-goodness I am going to pass on the chocolate. Or at least until I get hungry again. Hmmm....

Hey pretty momma!

I think mother nature can be a cold, heartless bitch if you try her patience and that we can all learn a thing or two from the penguins on Happy Feet....

Google can be a scary, scary creature....

So I like to consider myself Noah's Ark. I take in animals and creatures and love them. We have a family of rabbits that live in our yard, two ducks, and now, my newest friend, a fox!

I am unfamiliar in the care and upbringing of a fox, so I decided to research the subject. I like to think of myself as a google coniseur. Or so I thought....

I work for the state. Surprisingly however, they are very lax with what imformation I can access on the internet. I can go on facebook, etc. and it's not blocked (who knows after this last debacle what will happen though!). I pulled up google and did what any normal average jane would do and typed in foxes in the search engine. Since I am also working and clearly suck at multi-tasking, I did not read the description of the first link that came up for said "foxes". Instead, I happily clicked, hoping to await the moment where I realize I can keep this lovely creature as my new pet! Guess what, first site, freakin' porn! OMG!!!!!!!!!!!! So I am at my office and there are breasts and God knows what else flailing around my screen! I gasp in panic and quickly close the link.

I refuse to make eye contact now with the IT guys, as I truly believe they judge me. Son of a...fox?! Damn!