Crowded Roller Coasters with No Safety Equipment

Apparently I forgot to mention, WE ARE MARRIED!!

But as important as that is, and as much fun as we had on the big day, this honeymoon stuff is so much more fun!! Eleven days in Mexico!!

We are in Puerto Vallarta and totally enjoying ourselves. We were here in January, and so we had already figured the city out a little bit. We ride the local bus everywhere. Except when we were coming back from Wal Mart because we had a bunch of groceries. These local buses are kind of like roller coaster rides. Crowded roller coasters with no safety equipment. Fun right?! It really is.

When we booked our honeymoon we had all these grand plans to go on excursions and adventures. And guess what? We have not done any of them. We have literally done nothing. Laying on the beach and going in the pool, and going into town for dinner pretty much consumes are days. I forgot to mention sleeping til noon. Yeah, tough life, I know.

We were sitting under our palapa yesterday, contemplating an adventure for today, and I suggested massages. Adam was unsure as he had never had one before. I called to set up an appointment at a local spa, and the price shocked me. I mean, it is Mexico and all, but really? $35 per person?? For 75 minutes?? That's a fricken steal! So we booked them and headed into town this morning. After coffee, a delicious breakfast, and wandering around a town a bit we found the massage place. I could tell Adam was nervous, but he played along. He enjoyed it too I think. It was getting hot after our massage so we headed back to the condo on the bus for a siesta.

The wedding was a success, rain and all; our honeymoon is perfect. Today, as we start our new life together, we could not be happier. That glow they talk about could be from the sunburns but I'm pretty sure it's coming from the inside. Our eyes are bright, our skin smells of sunscreen, and our bellies are full. La vida es buena en mexico!

Dear Facebook, You suck.

Dear Facebook,

You Suck.

Love,

Jessica Can'twaittobe(insertnewlastnamehere)



Today I went on to Facebook to change my name so my middle name said "cantwaittobe(insertnewlastnamehere)". Facebook, in a big red box, informed me that I was now blocked from changing my name for two weeks because one request had already been rejected.

Um, Facebook, my wedding is in TEN DAYS! That is four days shorter than two weeks. So, um, how in the holy hell am I supposed to change my current last name to my new last name when I get married??? Because everyone knows, that is one of the things you must do immediately after saying I Do!

I suppose, thanks to Facebook's lock out, I will have to not only wait two weeks, but also wait another week, until I get back from our honeymoon.

Thanks a lot Facebook. You suck.

Come out of black out only to walk down the aisle and marry the man of my dreams

"Chaos in the world brings uneasiness, but it also allows the opportunity for creativity and growth."

My life feels a little chaotic. Can you tell by the time between posts? Um. Yeah.

Here is just a glimpse into the chaos that I call my world:


It may not look as crazy as it feels. I feel like I'm being pulled in two different directions (or more). I feel extremely excited to be getting married. I love Adam with my whole heart, and couldn't dream of spending forever with anyone else. I'm not nervous about being married. However, I'm a nervous wreck about the wedding. The actual event scares the living hell out of me. Walking down the aisle in front of 200+ people, makes me want to throw up a little. I have butterflies just thinking about it. Being the center of attention for probably 48 full hours, makes me want to poke myself in the eye with a sharp stick.

So, here is my plan for the morning of the wedding, to hopefully curb my nerves.

Step one: Get up early, since I probably won't be sleeping anyway.

Step two: Yoga with Aunt Vin and bridesmaids in order to find some sort of center.

Step three: Lock the door after Aunt Vin leaves, so no one else can enter.

Step four: Take a long hot shower inside a locked bathroom, as to have no interuptions.

Step five: Pour a large mimosa. Recipe-champagne, orange juice, and pineapple juice (pineapple juice is key to cover up the taste of alcohol).

Step six: Black out mentally to deal with the stress of the morning.

Step seven: Come out of black out only to walk down the aisle and marry the man of my dreams.

Sounds good right? I thought so.

Oh and just to add to my stress, I decided a month ago that I was going to run a 5 mile race on the fourth of July.

P.S. I have never run in my life until the month of June. Awesome.

Say yes to the dress.

With six weeks to go, I thought it was time to debut the dress.

Please ignore the fact that the picture quality is terrible, it's in a dressing room, and I look nervous as all hell. Oh and now I'm minus a few pounds.

Waterproof mascara? I think so.

This year is a big year for my family. Tomorrow is a big day. 

My baby brother, 

my little man, 

my little Jackie,

 is graduating from high school tomorrow. 

I cannot believe it. It brings tears to my eyes just thinking about it. I couldn't be more proud of his success, and wish I could have been more like him. His admittance into the engineering program at University of Colorado at Boulder and his $8,000! in scholarships make me swell with pride. 

With pomp and circumstance playing over the speaker system in the same gym that I walked in, I? Will be bawling my big sister eyes out. 

Waterproof mascara? I think so. 

She's my aunt not my mom

Aunt Katydidnot is amazing, and definitely the best aunt ever.

It's my birthday today and I feel blessed to have her in my life, even though she is way too far away.

Go here. Everything you will ever want to know about me and who made me who I am. It's there. In her words.

Thanks Aunt Katie. I love you.

Oh and p.s. she's my aunt not my mom.

58 days before my wedding

SAN DIEGO HERE I COME.

I'm getting married in 78 days, and the best. aunt. ever. (aunt vin, you are also the best aunt ever) just bought me a ticket to see her in May. I fly out May 14th, which is approximately 58 days before my wedding and come home May 18th, 53 days before the big day. Who's counting? Really?

Not only this, but she is also planning me a bridal shower, with a bunch of women I have never met, and a few friends that I've known since I was barely walking, 20 years before the wedding. I think the women who I've never met will be the best part. For some reason I find it very intriguing to go to a bridal shower with a bunch of strangers. Maybe I'm the strange one.

This fizzy shower (probably literal) will go down on May 16th, 55 days before the big day.

So, as I count the days til my nuptials, I will also start a shorter shower countdown. 21 days til California and the best. aunt. ever (tied with aunt vin of course).