Now Mrs. Paulette, but still collecting off-beat bridal stuff, and creepishly reporting on friends' engagements and marriages!
15/365 Wallow, wallow… on Flickr.
Ryan found out that he has been moved to the evening shift at the airport. (He’s airport po-po. He’s the one giving you your parking tickets when you’re not looking!) That means he works 3pm-11pm. I work 9am-5pm. WE’RE NEVER GOING TO SEE EACH OTHER! EVER AGAIN! He’ll be on that shift until someone else is hired or if someone quits. Or he could be on that shift until the end of his contract with the airport, which is two years! We may be spending the first year of our marriage completely void of our spouse’s company!
But then I found out when my parents got married, my dad was away for 3 months doing diplomatic things (or killing terrorists as Ryan would interpret it… he’s convinced my dad is a secret agent). So it made me feel slightly better. At least I can see Ryan on his days off… and when I wake up in the middle of the night to pee, he’ll be there! He’ll be asleep and unconscious, but he’ll be there.
I wallowed a little with the help of my good friends chocolate cake, Purple Haze, Rex Goliath, and some nasty White Zinfandel.
I ate all the cake though.
Oh yeah, and this is what I was helping out with on Sunday: https://www.facebook.com/LadyRaidersDanceTeam. Totally makes me feel great about the chocolate cake :p