Day of the Dad

I didn't buy Mark a Father's Day gift.  He's not my dad, right?!  Hmmm.  The more I thought about it the worse I felt.  He is a really great dad to T, which is amazing since that's not always easy to do when you're a weekend parent.  It makes me so happy to see what his presence does for her. Plus, I know how lucky our children, and myself, will be once we decide to make some.  Or adopt some, depending on whether my hypochondriac self allows for 9-months of major body changes or as Mark says, "depends on if you're too old."  I just turned 30 punk!!! 

So, despite the fact my husband is concerned I'm old already, I found this rad dude shirt in a dark blue color so he can rock it with jeans or dress pants:

Thank goodness Mark will wear it with a belt....

Thank you notes. They aren't writing themselves

So far I wrote all the thank you notes for my family gift givers.
And I would say I'm more than halfway through my friend gift givers.
Mark wrote three notes for his family gift givers before he told me he doesn't "really want to write them."  DUH, it's time consuming and hard to think of different ways to say thank you over and over and over.  But you do it, especially when we have been blessed with so many GENEROUS friends and family!!!

Consider this one big "Thank You" and your personal note should be coming...soon!

33 days to go

But who's counting?!

I'm exhausted after a super fun weekend in Owensboro meeting all the Zuerners.  Well, a large majority of them anyway.  Mark's grandma (Mamaw as she is known) will be 80 in a month and her kids decided to throw a surprise party. There were lots of cards played and laughs shared.

Every 10 seconds someone was lamenting, "he's a Zuerner" or "it's a Zuerner thing" or "you're such a Zuerner," I'm not entirely sure it was always said in the best light but I think that goes with the jokester personalities.  I must say everyone was beyond nice and welcoming. 

No major wedding updates at the moment, I will definitely stick with the non skin cancer inducing spray tan (though I'm sure the chemicals, in the end, aren't that much better).  RSVP information is rolling in and, oh yeah!  I almost forgot.  We found someone to handle all the day of things.   Mark especially was feeling the pinch on the reception set-up and I was dreading all the final organization/planning steps.  We are happy to have that handled.  I will post up her information once she confirms the contract!

penmanship and pizza party

My family, friends and family to be are so awesome!

This Saturday I hosted a penmanship party, well it was actually free use of other people's time and handwriting for invitation addressing time.  I had a posse of help: my mother, two aunts, a cousin, friends, a future sister, almost daughter, near niece, mother to be and soon to be husband (oh SNAP! a husband?!?! Insanity, that might be the first time I've said or typed that).  Thanks so much for all your help, we only had a few envelope casualties so I was impressed!

Got to the post office at around 5:40 tonight with all the invites in tow.  The line was too long so I commandeered the mail slot and started stuffing them in.  After getting 80% in I had a slight panic attack because I never weighed them to ensure I was using the proper amount of postage.  Now, with a pit in my stomach, I got in line with 20 people and tried not to get too worked up that I just messed up big time.  As I finally got up to a USPS representative I briefly flashed through every worst possible scenario and then understood why people "go postal."  The woman weighed the envelope and said, "oh."  I had one tear fall out and simultaneously almost barfed on her scale (today was like the last day I could mail these puppies and fall within proper etiquette for invitation arrival).  She obviously noticed my panic-stricken face and said, "It's good!!! It's one ounce exactly and it has the stamp on already, you're good!"  I was immediately relieved, no longer felt like barfing and after flashing a grin and saying thanks as I went back to my tiny mail slot and pushed through the last handful of invites.  Yay!

another girl beats me to becoming a Zuerner

Well everyone, I've been upstaged. By a babe. On the afternoon of Saturday, October 10, 2009 another female became a member of the Zuerner family. She's beautiful and instantly loved and adored by the entire family. If she didn't poop herself I'd be insanely jealous. I am, of course, referring to Liz and Josh's baby girl Isabella Marie! The little bundle joined the family around 2:30 in the afternoon--Mark, Taylor and I were able to see her Sunday morning at the hospital before she was even 24-hours old. The raven haired beauty weighed in at 8lb 6oz and was 20 inches tall.

Here's a little snapshot of the booger sleeping comfortably at home:

And one of the happy family, Hallmark style:

Ohooh-ohoh, ohooh-ohoh….alright stop: shower time.

It was a very fun and family-filled weekend for Miss Elizabeth’s baby shower. Were you in Michigan on Saturday? Did you have an outdoor garden themed baby shower in the torrential down pour? I did. Thankfully the "Power at the Shower" (GC and Kate-tastic) had a large tent to keep us on the dry side. GC and daughters made some amazingly tasty quiche and muffins and cupcakes; the whole event was really beautiful and a good time.

On Sunday, did a little swimming and saw the Julie & Julia movie—good flick. I think I need a better blog theme than wedding and I too could have a book and movie deal. My coworker and I have tossed around Sara & Sarah (with me channeling Sarah Palin). The movie would obviously star Tina Fey and, as of late my celebrity lookalike is usually Kate Walsh, formerly of Grey’s Anatomy. Or Gisele. HA! Only the main issue is I would never want to channel Sarah Palin. So on to idea number two: blog about having a name that is the subject of a popular 80s song. Too bad there would be about three entries long and, as it turns out, Jefferson Starship already has a video. I welcome your suggestions as mine are lacking…