Sam’s Ministrations on Life

As my parents watch a heavily oiled Brad Pitt downstairs (seen it already… 3 times), I have come upstairs to catch up on “administrative tasks”. I am online looking for a photographer… what is my price range? My parents wont say exactly and so without that vital piece of information I am left flayling around thinking that although I would love to have coffee table esque photos I don’t want to suck my parents dry of every last dime… the dress I just bought did a good enough job at that one. My only consolation is that once I make principal…which should be in just a few years… I will be able to put money aside to put them up in 2 beautiful retirement homes. One in New England for Spring, Summer and Fall… and one in Miami so I dont have to hear my dad bitch about the cold.

I just found a place in Midtown ATL to rent for two months until my parents find a condo or small house they want to invest in… that is of course based on them having any money once their princesses special day is done. It’s only a few blocks from the office and while I delude myself now into believing that I will walk back and forth to work I have not forgotten the unbareableness that is the sticky humidity of the dirty south. Most likely I will end up being the horrific person that starts up their car spilling noxious fumes into our ozone to drive .34 miles to work. What can I say… I am lazy.

I am looking to a few days from now as a bitter-sweet return to Philly. Arriving late thursday night and spending the entirety of friday packing up my worldy possessions into the family horsetrailer (which I will somehow park inconspicuously on the streets of West Philly) and waving a fond farewell to the place that I have called home for the past three years. I think for the most part I gave Philly a bad rap… but I promise to henceforth speak of it in only somewhat bitter tones. The only plus side is that I will get to see M M & L. I got sad thinking that this will be the last time in who knows how long, but then I brightened up when I realized that Brenna, and Jasons weddings are coming up and at the moment I have every intention of going. I say at the moment b/c one can never read the cards of the corporate beast I will be working for. And if nothing else the two ladies have agreed (been tricked) into being in my wedding in a little over a year. Which means possible dress fittings, or at least some sort of even that involves a phallic LED necklace.

Now I go through the harrowing task of wrapping things up with my friends and loved ones here in Boston (or 45 minutes north of Boston). Trying to squeeze in drinks, lunches, and the occasional cut and color into the goodbyes.

Back to online wedding galleries…

That’s how everything seems to be going. I heard back from EDAW yesterday and they offered me a position as a landscape designer. Great news, but I have to start August 1st. Which means I have two weeks to get my life in order. Blech. I get 10 vacation days…which I will have to save up for things like bachelorette parties and such, health benefits (very good since I am off the healthcare grid at the moment…. Mike is shaking his head as he reads this with daddy as a doctor), I also get all the retirement biznatch. I wont post my new salary online, but it is right in the ballpark of what I was asking… a good amount for the south. I haven’t yet figured out the logistics of my move, but I think it will just be me and good old dad going down, Brian being a working man.

On the wedding planning front I am pleased to say that I have my tasting today at the Danversport Yacht Club (ceremony and reception site). It’s me B and the two moms. We’ll see if I like any of the stuff they put in front of me… I will of course pass along all things fishy and grosse to Brian. Tomorrow I think mom and I are going to try on dresses for the first time. I have to get the ball rolling asap. My afternoon today will be spent searching for photographers and florists on line.

Shout out to megan who just turned 1/4 of a century.

Shout out to Lauren who is probably in moody-central.

Apart from the depressing news story I have had a fairly blah kind of day too. No news I guess is good news. On top of that the right side of my face is swelling up and I look a bit like a prize fighter thanks to a good strong head-butt to the face by my horse…unintentional (or was it?). Other than working for mom I am also currently redoing my room to change it from little girl pony club to comfortable guest room. Damn I have a lot of crap. What is one supposed to do with a collection of shot glasses anyway? On the wedding front little has been happening, but I think tom. I will call and set up apts. to visit photographers and florsits. We have a tasting next thursday at the Yacht Club (where the joyous event will be taking place) so that Brian and I and the two moms can decide what we want on the menu. I’m thinking I would like some kind of almost raw meat in every dish… just kidding you crazy veggies out there. ttfn.

So, Megan and Mike will be happy that I have finally figured out how to use my blog. Not much new to report… still waiting to hear from Atlanta. Oh well, the more time I get to spend planning the wedding, organizing my crap, and just generally sleeping in the better.

Went to see the fireworks last night on the esplenade. They were the best I’ve seen. Megan and Ryan were able to join us and in the end we had a fairly large contingent. This worked in our favor b/c we could block of a large space right on the river, it worked against the other 500,000 suckers who had to be packed in like sardines, standing room only behind us. Too bad, you should’ve gotten there at 10 in the am like some of us.

Keepin it short so I will actually be semi-good about posting…we’ll see, although I don’t want my privelages revoked.