I have fallen for the blog...

After swearing I would never start this, well, I have found the "Blog" to be too alluring. I have loved being invited into all of your homes and lives, and decided that a blog of my own is necessary. It is high time I invite you into mine! And poor Andrew's by default. Today is the official 6 month countdown to our wedding and days away from the calendar on my IPhone reading: 2009. An exciting year, yes, but one that leaves me a bit anxious as to what we have ahead. In this blog, I will let you all in on the stress that is my life. Here is a rundown of our classic case of " We're biting off more than we can chew!"

• January: Andrew is officially on the payroll at Leonard Street and Dienard. Hallelujah! After 3.5 years of law school and graduate school, I can retire my roll as Baby Mama.
• February: We are finally able to make an offer on a house after this crazy year of financial termoil that is our economy. Who knew it would be so hard to get an approval!? Andrew takes the bar in late February - god willing he passes!
• March: Hopefully, we will be moving into our new home!!! Let the jackhammers fly and the paint swatches be hung - this designer can finally do some dirty work on her own abode! Andrew will be celebrating Bachelor-ness skiing with the boys followed by officially starting his job with Leonard on March 16th.
• April: Wedding shower season officially begins with the family shower April 4th.
• May: While attending other friends weddings, we continue to slave away on our house and scramble to wrap up our own nuptial planning. I go on my own celebration of girl power with a weekend in the sun for Memorial Day's bachelorette bonanza.
• June: Official freak out month begins - showers, family, last minute shedding of pounds, fittings, and thank you cards. June 27th is the big day!!
• July: Aaaahh, yes...2 weeks of the blue lagoon in the Philippine's on our honeymoon. This seems all too far away....

The rest of the year seems slightly less important at this point, but rest assured there are high school reunions, a number of weddings near and far, and the continued work of our fictitious home.