I’ve added a group on flickr so everyone can upload their digital photos they take at the wedding. I’ve tried to make it as simple as possible but if I can make it easier please let me know.

We’ll be leaving cards on all the tables at the wedding with instructions on how to upload your pics to flickr but essentially here’s the process:

1.) Go to flickr and sign up for an account if you don’t have one.
2.) Go to http://flickr.com/groups/therumplers/ and click Join this group.
3.) Upload your photos.
4.) Click the Organize tab on the top of the site.
5.) Click the Groups tab within the Organizr.
6.) Select the photos you want to add to the group.
7.) Drag them onto the group icon.
8.) That’s It!!

To view a slideshow of the images everyone has added just click here!!

After work today I went back to our house for the first time in 2 days. It was a weird feeling since I knew I wasn’t going to get to sleep there. We had intended to go work out and tan but due to my positive influence we wound up taking an hour long nap and going out to eat at Simply Burgers.

Simply Burgers is the new burger joint they just opened up around the corner from our house. It was TERRIBLE. Greasy burgers and soggy fries. Very disappointing. Amy made the point that it makes you feel even worse when you cheat on a diet if the payoff’s not there. The calories at this place were definitely not worth it.

Wedding Stuff accomplished today:

Got my hair cut (Yeah it’s early but I wanted to give it a few extra days in case the lady butchered me) I went to Sport Clips by my work. What a genius idea for $22 you get a haircut, shampoo, hot towel treatment and a neck massage. It was like a day at the spa for me. Well worth the extra $4 compared to Pro Cuts. Plus I don’t have to talk to the lady who’s cutting my hair since I can pretend to be enamored with the highlight reel of The Jordan era Bulls’ 3-pete.

We were going to watch The Office when we got back from tanning but The stupid Tivo taped Grey’s Anatomy instead. Come on Tivo! Pull your head out! So instead I got to hit the road for the long lonely drive back to Stevie’s with my Office Jones unrequited. Oh well, I guess the best things come to those who wait.

Okay, my turn.   So today is May 1st, which means we have 9 days left until W Day!  I can’t  believe we’re in single digits, finally!  Let me tell you, it can’t come fast enough.  For several reasons:

a) I am SO READY to take a real vacation and get out of town for a few days with my HUSBAND! Mexico, here we come…
b) Work is slowing down since we only have a few days left until we’re both off, so now I’m having to find things to keep occupied, and the days are dragging by!!
c) As Andy said last night, he’s flown the coop till after the wedding and I never realized how BORING it is when the only thing you have to talk to is a 60 lb. slobbering baby of a bulldog who thinks it’s fun to lick your toes at 2 am (she’s NOT sleeping with me anymore! Who am I kidding, sure she is… it gets lonely!).
d) W day means the end of the Bridal Bootcamp diet- Woo hoo!  Enchiladas, queso, pizza, burgers, fries… my how I’ve missed you!  I’m coming back from Mexico 10 lbs. heavier, at least!

As Andy also said, we spent a good chunk of last night watching the American Idol kickoff show, and I have a few things to add:

Brooke White needs to get punched in the face.  Every time I see her pouting and crying about whatever she has to cry about, I just want to say, “Now Brooke, if you’d just been punched in the face, Simon telling you that your singing is like a bad kareoke rendition wouldn’t be so bad, would it?”  It’s like when your eye hurts and someone offers to stomp on your foot so you forget about your eye.  Geez man, get some perspective.  Am I right?

Second, Neil Diamond still rocks, I don’t care what you say.  There’s a man who has to be 132 years old, who still got up on that stage and did his thing.  So maybe he needs to lay off the dancing.  I mean, he could break a hip.  But I say you keep on rockin’ Neil.  And I’ll keep singing Sweet Caroline at the top of my lungs every time it comes on in the bar, right along with ya.

Speaking of bars, Saturday night was my bachelorette party.   Yes, there was a LOT of alcohol involved.  Jello shots… other shots… beer… rum… I lost count.  We had a great time though, hanging out with the girls.  After barhopping in downtown FW, we spent the night at some hotel hotel in the stockyards. Somewhere on myspace there are pictures floating around of me with my classic drunk girl huge smile and busted up knee sometime toward 2 am.  Oh, didn’t I tell you? In classic Amy fashion, I took a tumble in the street late, late Saturday night.  The funny thing is, I think that’s the one thing Andy said not to do: “Don’t fall on your face!”  Well, my face was saved, thankfully, but my knees… I really do look like a 5 year old who fell off her bike.  Fun times!

Alright dear diary, I think I should get back to work now.  I’m probably supposed to be doing… something.  I’ll see Andy tonight at dinner, and we’ll send more updates later- full of one-liners from tonight’s Office showing, no doubt!

Until then… don’t forget to have your pet spayed or neutered!  Goodbye everybody.

Here we are 10 days until the wedding and things are getting exciting. I’ve moved in with Stevie for the last 2 weeks before the wedding. One of my coworkers (can’t remember which one) came up with the clever line of “Abstinence makes the heart grow fonder…” No comment.

I got an email from Tommy G this afternoon. Playing the part of a good groomsman he wanted to get together for dinner to lay the groundwork for what he’s calling “Operation Let’s Bolt”. I don’t know how that plan would go over though

Right now I’m sitting in Stevie’s living room watching game 4 of the Stars playoff series against the Sharks. As I type this Amy and I are watching the American Idol elimination show over the Slingbox (A must have for any Tivo addict who has to spend time away from the homefront.

Separated at birth?

David Archuleta just got through to the next round which means I’ve got to watch him sing again next week and I get to imagine pinching his cheeks and giggling maniacly

Amy and I went to the Courthouse today on our lunch break and got the marriage license. The lady who filled it out for us dogged me about my handwriting and made me print my name next to my signature because she said it had to be legible. My signature happens to be very unique and difficult to forge since it’s exactly the same every time. Listen up lady at the courthouse: I’m not dumbing it down for YOU!!

Alright folks. It’s off to bed for me. I’ve been reading 1776 since Stevie doesn’t have cable in his guest room. It’s the first time I’ve had to sleep without a TV since I was a little kid and it ain’t easy. I’ll check in again tomorrow with more Home Stretch Highlights.