Wedding Vows Dr. Seuss Style

Minister: Will you answer me right now
These questions, as your wedding vow?

Groom: Yes, I will answer right now
Your questions as my wedding vow.

Minister: Will you take her as your wife?
Will you love her all your life?

Groom: Yes, I take her as my wife,
Yes, I’ll love her all my life.

Minister: Will you have, and also hold
Just as you have at this time told?

Groom: Yes, I will have, and I will hold,
Just as I have at this time told,
Yes, I will love her all my life
As I now take her as my wife.

Minister: Will you love through good and bad?
Whether you’re happy or sad?

Groom: Yes, I’ll love through good and bad,
Whether we’re happy or sad,
Yes, I will have and I will hold
Just as I have already told,
Yes, I will love her all my life,
Yes, I will take her as my wife!

Minister: Will you love her if you’re rich?
Or if you’re poor, and in a ditch?

Groom: Yes, I’ll love her if we’re rich,
And I will love her in a ditch,
I’ll love her through good times and bad,
Whether we are happy or sad,
Yes, I will have, and I will hold
(I could have sworn this has been told!)
I promise to love all my life
This woman, as my lawful wife!

Minister: Will you love her when you’re fit,
And also when you’re feeling sick?

Groom: Yes, I’ll love her when we’re fit,
And when we’re hurt, and when we’re sick,
And I will love her when we’re rich
And I will love her in a ditch
And I will love through good and bad,
And I will love when glad or sad,
And I will have, and I will hold
Ten years from now a thousandfold,
Yes, I will love for my whole life
This lovely woman as my wife!

Minister: Will you love with all your heart?
Will you love till death you part?

Groom: Yes, I’ll love with all my heart
From now until death do us part,
And I will love her when we’re rich,
And when we’re broke and in a ditch,
And when we’re fit, and when we’re sick,
(Oh, CAN’T we get this finished quick?)
And I will love through good and bad,
And I will love when glad or sad,
And I will have, and I will hold,
And if I might now be so bold,
I’ll love her my entire life,
Yes, I WILL take her as my wife!

Minister: Then if you’ll take her as your wife,
And if you’ll love her all your life,
And if you’ll have, and if you’ll hold,
From now until the stars grow cold,
And if you’ll love through good and bad,
And whether you’re happy or sad,
And love in sickness, and in health,
And when you’re poor, and when in wealth,
And if you’ll love with all your heart,
From now until death do you part,
Yes, if you’ll love her through and through,
Please answer with these words:

Minister and Groom: I DO!

SURPRISE!

This weekend, Adam and I headed back to Mechanicsburg again for another slew of events.

Saturday night, we went to dinner at the Hershey Country Club to celebrate my Mom's birthday. It was an interesting and eventful dinner, and hopefully the food at the wedding will turn out better than dinner on Saturday.

On Sunday, Adam, Cara and I (along with lots of help) hosted a surprise 50th birthday party for Adam's Dad. The party was a hit, and I actually think he was surprised. We had lots of fun people, lots of great food and a cake that took up an entire refrigerator! Overall the party was a hit, which makes me look forward to the craziness that our wedding will bring in December. I'm also extremely lucky that I get to marry into such an amazing family!

Here are some pictures from Sunday:

It's been awhile....

With my graduate class finishing up next week, and my summer class starting the week after, life has been crazy hectic lately. That doesn't even include death threats at work, choosing a wedding gown and celebrating mother's day on Saturday with my favorite Mom and on Sunday with Adam's Mom. May is just plain busy and every weekend is taken up with some kind of plans!

The picture above is the table my Mom hosted for a women's tea at our church. It was wonderful to have 3 generations in one place (although we were missing the 4th generation of our family due to double ear infections).

This weekend my parents ventured down to Baltimore to come look at bridal gowns, and I found one! I am so excited about my beautiful dress and cannot wait until I get to see it when it comes in and wear it on December 5th! We also chose invitations and I think I know which bridesmaid dress I want. Things are certainly coming together, and I am so excited and grateful for this beautiful wedding that is being planned!

WoooHooo

So, you may remember a previous post where I blogged about the fact that my co-workers suddenly morph into elementary school students anytime something exciting happens at work. Today was no exception.

Around 8:30 this morning, we were all sitting at our desks working diligently (haha, yeah right) when a co-worker sitting next to me got a phone call. Here's how it went:

Co-worker: "What? You're stranded outside and they won't let you back in the building to get your stuff? They say the building is closed?"

Immediately everyone begins to panic, you'd think they would sound an alarm or something if they were going to close the building or if our lives were in danger.

My boss tells us all to calm down and get back to work, and that she would make an announcement once she heard something, after all, when you're stranded all the way up on the 12th floor, news takes a while to get to you.

Of course no one could pay attention knowing that other building employees were going home to enjoy the beautiful weather. People were bouncing off the walls, talking on their cell phones and yelling across the room, you'd think it was a tornado that was shutting the building down.

A few minutes later we hear that the building is closing because of a water problem.

This is WAY better than the snow day a month ago when even though we had off of work all I could do was sit inside.

My Name is Rachel, and I'm a Tattletale

Have you ever tattled on someone at work?

I did yesterday, for the first time.

Now, I'm a believer that "telling" on someone should be left to kindergartners and everything, but when my performance is on the chopping block, as it was yesterday, I feel like the higher power (aka, my boss) should know about it.

To make a long story short, one of my co-workers accused me of making a mistake that I knew was not a mistake, so instead of giving in and doing what my co-worker wanted at the cost of my work quality, I argued my side of the story to my boss, who proceeded to agree with me and take disciplinary action on the other employee.

I felt bad for a nano-second, until the above-mentioned co-worker threw a hissy-fit and didn't talk to me for the rest of the day (this is a 45-year-old man we're talking about here). Then, I heard him call me an explitive (it starts with a "b") to someone else.

Do you think I did the right thing? Have you ever been a tattletale?

Crying Over Stolen Milk

Lately, I have been bringing cereal to work for breakfast. I get up early, (5:40AM...eeeek) and leave just enough time to get dressed, do hair and make-up and get out the door. I don't have time for breakfast at the apartment.

There is a little convenience store in my office building, and every morning I was buying a pint of milk for 90 cents. One day I thought to myself, "This is crazy! I'm spending like $5 a week on milk for my cereal!" Now, I know $5 doesn't seem like very much, but that's $260 a year! That's more than a car payment!

To solve this problem, on Sunday, while I was at the grocery store, I picked up a quart of milk for $1.25, and thought, "I'll take this to work and it will last me the whole week or more!"

WRONG!

The second day that my milk was in the fridge, I went to get some, and half of it was gone! The worst part of it was....I had my name written, in permanent marker, on the lid and the carton. To combat the problem, I took my milk out of the very visible side pocket of the refrigerator door and hid it behind some insanely old Tupperware containers of moldy lunch-meat, in hopes that the thief wouldn't find it again.

WRONG!

This morning I happily walked in with my cereal to find an evil coffee-drinker pouring MY milk into her ginormous double-venti coffee.

"Excuse me," I said, "can you read what is written all over that container of milk."

"Oh," she said, "I didn't think you would mind."

WRONG!

I think I may stick this post up on the fridge, so everyone has fair warning.

That's a man's job....

One of the questions on the 100-question pre-marital "test" that Adam and I had to take was about the roles of a man and a woman in a relationship. We had to put an "M" next to the responsibilities that the man should take on in the marriage and an "F" next to the role that the woman should take on. You could also put a "B" for both.

I don't consider myself a very liberal woman, in fact, I didn't really enjoy those women's studies classes that I took in college that bashed women who gave up careers to stay home with children and made divorce seem like it was an Ok thing to do. Of course I want to be successful and have a good job, but I also want to be a good wife and Mom (someday). Sure, there are some "M" and "F" jobs in a marriage, but there are also alot of "B" jobs.

Anyway, since we filled out this "test" 3 months ago, Adam and I have joked about that question. For instance we both put "car maintenance" as being a man's responsibility, so when the XM radio in my car didn't work, I said to Adam, "you need to fix it...car maintenance is a man's job".

Last night, at 10:00 P.M., Adam was sitting out in my car in the cold, tinkering around with the circuit box on the dashboard while attempting to hold a flashlight and talk to the XM radio representative on speaker phone. I looked out there, saw his legs hanging out of the car and I felt bad that he was out there making a valient attempt at fixing it after he had been at work all day.

I felt so bad, in fact, that I put on my jacket, grabbed the dog, and went outside to help. So, the car maitenance job became a "B", even if all I did was hold the flashlight.

In Memoriam....Cooper the Civic (2000-2009)

After finding out that it would be another $2,000 to fix the Civic's transmission, Adam and I started the exhausting search for a new car. We looked at many, many cars, went to many, many places and I received lots and lots of voicemails and text messages (yes, car salesmen text you now) before we finally made an executive decision on the perfect car for me (and for my bank account).

So, it was tonight, that I said goodbye to Cooper the Civic through teary eyes....it's amazing just how attached I was to that car, it honestly felt like I was saying goodbye to a good friend. All of the memories came back to me: the day my parents handed me the keys and how extremely excited I was, driving to senior prom, driving it around UD with the sunroof open, driving it to my first job. Buying a car on my own just seems like another huge step toward adulthood, not to mention a large financial responsibility.

Anyway, after sharing all of my heartfelt feelings about an inanimate object, I thought I would introduce you to my new ride. Adam claims that the fact that my last car had a name was what made me so attached to it, but I have already picked out the perfect one for my new Hyundai Santa Fe.

So.....here's Harvey:

Snap, snap. I've won the picture tag award!

Globetrotting Bride tagged me with this Picture Tag Award. Here are the instructions

1) go to your pictures on your computer

2) go to your 6th folder

3) choose the 6th picture in that folder


I was lucky because my 6th folder was my "favorite pictures" folder! This picture was actually taken the night Adam and I met, back when I thought he was a loser frat guy. It was a toga party and I still have that blue toga! I think I might have it sewn into my dress as my "something blue."

The six people I tag are:
1. My sister, Carrie at DavisPartyof3
2. Carrie's friend, Drena from DrenaExplainsitAll
3. Nicole at ANotefromNicole
4. Cara at Cara'sCorner
5. Toni at ToniintheCity
6. Michele from Michele'sLife

Soundtrack to My Night

I really wish I was one of those people that could concentrate in any situation no matter what was going on around me, but I'm not. In fact I need total silence to pay attention and learn, which is why the girl sitting next to me in class is driving me mad!

Here is the soundtrack:
"cough cough sniff sniff" (I think she has the bubonic plague)

"crunch crunch" (she's like a size negative 2 and she just pulled a 5 course meal out of her brown paper sack)

"tap tap tap" (typing on what seems like the loudest computer EVER)

"hair up hair down" (over and over doesn't that make your hair a greaseball?)

"shuffle shuffle shuffle" (is it necessary to organize your whole binder during class?)

Not only is this girl a huge noiseball but she is also one of those goody goody know-it-alls that interupt other students, argue with the professor (one of my biggest pet peeves) and talk down to everyone in the class.

I think next week I need to find a new seat.


Side note: This blog entry was typed on my iPod during my 15 minute class break, and after writing it, I moved to a quiet corner on the opposite side of the classroom.

[Posted with iBlogger from my iPod touch]