Ok, that’s it. I’m totally sick of looking at Miss Boobie Bride 2008 every time I happen to come back here and I bet you are too, so here goes.

Um…

Erm…

The problem is, every time I think up something rad to write about, I always think, ‘oooh but I should save that for Weddingbee!’.

Arghh.

I’ve contemplated copying my posts from there to here to pass the love on to non WB-ers but I dunno, that just doesn’t feel right.

So here’s the best I can do for now while I think about it s’more: I will take a page out of Sparkly to Single’s book (love ya, btw) and play a little ‘Have You Ever’ with you.

Have you ever…

1. gone on a blind date? Nope. Hmm, opportunity missed I guess, since I’m getting married an’ all.

2. skipped school? I had this girlfriend Sommer in university, and we used to ditch out on our poetry class all the time to go shopping at Winners. But I always was flooded with guilt afterwards (for the cutting class part, not the purchasing part. That came later with age and wisdom and, er, budgeting).

3. watched someone die? *shivers* No.

4. been on a plane? More times than I could count. And I’m not exaggerating – I was a flight attendant for one (gloriously fun) year.

5. been on the opposite side of your country? Yes – my fiance took me to Green Gables on Prince Edward Island last year. It was THE BEST TRIP OF MY LIFE! Gilbert makes me swoon.

6. swam in the ocean? Yes – see above, but also off the northern shore of France (ok that was more wading than swimming), and the Indian Ocean off the coast of Madagascar.

7. had your booze taken away by the cops? No, I must drink it too fast (insert Polish joke here).

8. lettered in high school sport? I don’t even know what this means. Maybe because I’m allergic to sports.

9. cried yourself to sleep? Duh, of course. Isn’t that what teen angst and wedding planning is all about?

10. played cops and robbers? I do have a younger brother, but we preferred throwing G.I. Joes off the roof of the barn.

11. sung karaoke? Oh yeeeeahhh baby. The latest installment was at a work function. Note to self: no more singing New Kids songs at work functions.

12. paid for a meal with coins only? Here in Canada we have one dollar AND two dollar coins so this one is easy.

13. done something you told yourself you wouldn’t? My first reaction when I read this was, Pffftt! Of course! But then I seriously could not think of even one thing. And of all the semi-crazy things I’ve done, I never actually said to myself I wouldn’t do it. So… *shrugs*. I guess this will kick into action the day I go sky diving.

14. cheated on an exam? Definitely not.

15. made prank phone calls? If finding the airwaves channel of some local truckers on our big a$$ walkie-talkie and telling them our name was Malibu Bob counts, then heck yeah.

16. laughed until some sort of beverage came out of your nose? Yes and it was bubbly. But that was a long time ago. More recently, I saw expired milk come out of my fiance’s friend’s nose. It was a dare. He’s coming to our wedding and something tells me I will soon see Dominican rum make the same voyage.

17. caught a snowflake on your tongue? I live in Canada. I’ve eaten entire snow men.

18. watched the sunrise with someone you care about? Yes.

19. been kissed under the mistletoe? Oh man. This was SUPPOSED to be my very first kiss ever, how tragic. I bought a real live sprig of mistletoe, wrapped it up and kept it in my car for like, a month. Sadly, I was waiting for juuuuust the ‘perfect’ moment… which never came to be. I never did kiss that guy. Now he’s married to a be-yotch. I hope the two things aren’t related.

20. ever been arrested? Nope.

21. gone ice skating? For sure – best skating moment of my life was a couple years ago, gliding around the frozen river at my parent’s ranch. Awesome.

23. been skinny dipping outdoors? I’ve seen so many coming-of-age movies and shows (I love you, Pacey Witter) that I think I have, but I probably imagined it.

24. had a nickname? My best friends and I call each other ‘Sius’ (pronounced shoosh) – literal translation: little squirt of pee. The fiancée calls me Lunchbox. Romantic, I know.

25. been on TV? I auditioned for and got a role in a bunch of videos that a production company made for students doing their Biology 30 course by correspondence, and a few years later, they ran them on public television. I’m so glad I’ve never had the pleasure of seeing my knee jerk when someone hit it with a rubber mallet (that was the episode on the nervous system).

Well that was fun. And more importantly, the boobies have been banished!

How about you? Have you ever…?

According to European wedding tradition the ring is engrave the name of spouse and date of marriage on the inside of the rings. This is the way or symbol of marriage union and commitment of each other. You face some problem to choice ring for you fiancée because see is very special for you and you are confused in selection, then you must select a ring which is like your fiancée very special. This is very touchy moment and if you want to make this memorable moment then you must give special ring in gift.

The other day I wrote on Weddingbee about how this random guy sort of hit on me while I was walking down the street to work.

I didn’t include the funniest part of the story though, because I didn’t want people to think I was being snarky or whatnot; I’m totally not trying to be anything even close to that, I swear. But I still think there MUST be some people out there that think this is funny…

After we parted ways (me: very relieved), I turned the corner and walked into a Starbucks, and while I was rifling through my purse looking for change, POOF!, he magically appeared beside me again.

It would have been kind of creepy, except that he wasn’t at all smarmy or too forward or anything like that. He actually seemed sort of shy, which was endearing.

And as he passed me his business card, he said, “I just wanted to give you this…”

(are you ready for this?)

“… I’m a relationship consultant.”

Am I the only one out there that thinks it’s mighty hilarious that a guy who’s a relationship consultant would hit on a gal wearing an engagement ring??

Poor, sweet guy.

I’m still chuckling about it.

Only one more sleep until the legendary (it hasn’t even happened yet and it’s already legendary) trip to Seattle.

All day I’ve been hearing the voice of this funny little guy playing over and over in my head:

Although I’m ecstatic to be going, the timing couldn’t be worse in terms of work; we have a huge deadline to hit so while I should be dancing around my place and singing and making shopping lists and printing off Google maps, instead I’m stressed out (and writing about being stressed out, d’oh!).

On top of that, I’ve been running around all day like a chicken with its head cut off… or is that, like a Bee with its, er, stinger (…?…) cut off (oh ok, so the analogy isn’t great).

Because of course when it rains, it pours, and guess what other excitement is going on?

This Miss has a new home in the hive.

A friend of mine planted the idea in my head some time ago and I thought about it for a long while. I only got into Weddingbee early this year but it didn’t take long for me to get addicted to the friendly vibe and honest sharing. I knew that to be a part of it would be enormously fun but I also knew it would be a lot of work. Plus I sort of liked having my own little corner of the ’sphere.

But lately I’ve spent a lot of time reflecting on why I started this blog in the first place.

While yeah, I really like having somewhere to just go and dump everything that’s buzzing (that time it was unintentional, I swear) around in my brain, the high moments of my experience thus far were when I’ve gotten an email from a girl who is just starting out on her destination planning wedding and she’s turning to me to try to help her navigate through her million and one questions. And ALL the questions are the exact same ones I had.

It gives me such an enormous sense of satisfaction to be able to pass on all I’ve learned about planning a DW. If I can save even one bride from the mental anguish and stress I went through at the toughest moments of the planning process, then not only has it been a really, really great day but all the pain was WORTH IT.

So at the end of the day, it’s about making a difference (cue: rainbows/unicorns/Lennon). Being part of the hive will allow me to share my experiences with a much, much larger audience.

Consider this your very warm invitation to come visit me at the hive from time to time. But not to worry, I’ll still be coming back here.