Damn you bunwich.

I'm falling asleep here. You are going to have to bare with me.

I forgot to bring the cable with me to work so I can't upload any of the pictures from Beck last night and there is really no point to writing about beck if I have no pictures. I have screwed myself over because I can guarantee you that I will have no time to blog about it this weekend. And then what? It will all be too late. Le sigh.

This morning I woke up and thought it was Saturday. That's the first time that's ever happened to me. I was very tired and still not feeling right and would much like to still be in bed right now.

I had this really long involved dream about going to some concert with my friends from high school and some chick kept stealing our seats and then I kept trying to convince everyone that all the guys in the band were gay and I kept yelling, 'THEY ARE FLAMING', referring to them being gay. Weird. Then some bitch stole my pea coat and I was frantic and looking everywhere and ripping peoples heads off and then I realized some guy who was playing Santa stole it? Weird. Then Chads friends came out of no where and were hammered and Chad was trying to convince one of their wives that his friend wasn't drunk and on and on. And then the next day I told someone the story from the night before and I had to relive it again. Does that make sense? Anyways it was odd. Friggin Santa stealing my Pea Coat. That really pissed me off.

Anyways, I'm on crack.

I just finished this bunwich from Uprising Breads and I'm SO FULL. I want to hurrl. But its ok. Now I'm chewing gum balls.

CRAZY I TELL YOU!

We are hanging out with the Jew tonight. It's been like what? 6 months. HOW DARE YOU LEAVE US FOR THAT LONG!

I apologize for the lack of pictures on my blog. Well, pictures of thing/people other then Chad. But you all know my situation. I ain't got no time!

I have to count zippers this afternoon and I am really trying to post pone that. Pone pone.

I think I need to leave you now before you think I've totally lost my mind.

Hey hey hey.

Shuttle Cock

9:18 AM

Chad: aflac
me: hi
Chad: hi
me: hi
Chad: hi
me: hi
Chad: hi
me: hi
Chad: hi
me: hi
Chad: hi
me: poop
Chad: plop
me: blugh
Chad: blorg
me: hi
Chad: hi
me: what are you doing?
Chad: that was funny. you should blog it
me: hahah

I Love Him.

My middle name is Rose

I feel like crap. This scares me because I can not be sick for next week. I've decided to take all necessary precautions and I'm jetting home at lunch to snuggle on the couch and nap and hopefully get over whatever this weirdness in my body is.

The only problem is for some unknown reason I always feel guilty when I take a sick day or have to leave early because I'm not feeling well. Maybe its years of my mother training me to be a good worker and work through my sickness. As nice as my mother can be she has no sympathy for people who are sick and can't work. Shes all about the work. So its either that or I'm just paranoid because back in December where I was super sick for two weeks I got into trouble with work because I didn't have sick days back then and I apparently didn't make up the time that I was sick and so they had to adjust my paycheck which they were all annoyed about it and it was a huge disaster. It was so friggin annoying and made me very bitter. This time, thankfully, I have sick days and over time stacked up in my favour.



I hate these bullshit games I have to play. Constantly protecting my ass so I don't get screwed over.

The only justice in all of this is that the boss has been super sweet to me lately. When I first announced my engagement she was on all edge about it thinking that my mind would be so preoccupied with wedding stuff that I wouldn't get any work done. We even had a meeting about it. And as much as I reassured her that that wouldn't happen I don't think she believed me. That is until now. She is so blown away by the fact that I never took a day off to do wedding stuff and that I came to work every day so calm and not stressed out that she tells me so every day. I definitely scored some points there.

Although there are still people in this office who for whatever reason feel the need to give me attitude about not doing one stupid thing while I'm swamped and in the middle of a huge project. I am a bit bitter can you tell?

I don't know people are setting me off today. Not feeling well = no patience.



Another thing I would like to point out. I love how you have discussions with people and you plan an event that they all know about and then a few days before it happens everyone cancels. Umm seriously. You couldn't have told me this PRIOR to organizing this event.

It's just a bad mood Wednesday.

But for a positive spin, Chad and I FINALLY picked our First Dance song last night. Its so sweet it makes me want to cry. Awww. <3

Thats all for now.

The Chocolate Body Paint WAS in French.

I am alive. Getting sick apparently but somewhat alive.

While Chad was gone on his weekend stag adventure the girls threw me mine on Saturday night. All went well until someone decided to feed me Jager and Tequila right when I went to open prezzies. It was all down hill from there. I might have passed out in the bathroom. I might have been a huge mess. I've got no pictures because clearly I was in no shape to take any and so far only Alicia has some up so that is your only source of seeing me look retarded. She tells the story of the night quite well. We really weren't as crazy as you might expect.

The best part tho, was waking up the next morning in our brand new custom bed. Omg it is so comfortable I just didn't want to move at all. It is the most amazing bed in the world.

Anyways, because my stomach is one sensative mofo I was useless all of Sunday because it hurt so much from all the booze and puking and overall grossness. It was a bad scene. Its the worst feeling in the world and I loath it. I hate getting to the point. Ugh I hate booze right now.

Thankfully Chad came home in better shape then I did. After spending the majority of the day at the apartment, then going home to drop stuff off and nap, I went back to the apartment after dinner to see Mr. Ciavarro. He greated me at the door in his Pjs and very scruffy beard smelling like garlic sausage (after eating half the leftovers from the night before). We sat in bed and ate hummus and crackers while reviewing the weekend events. I figured I would just add to his already garlicy stench with the hummus.

Now we are left with the last of the big events leading up the the big day behind us. Next Saturday my cousins from Australia arrive and then its just party time! With a mere 12 days to go I am getting pretty excited about it all. Maybe this weekend I might actually get some time to relax too! That would be very nice before the big day. Anyways, don't worry, at some point all this wedding talk will stop and I might actually have some interesting posts up my sleeve.

On another note, I have now done something to my throat and its so sore I have not been able to swollow all day. So much so that I am STARVING from the lack of food I have been able to eat. I am seriously a disaster right now...

I think I ate too much sushi

Chad left this morning for his Stag weekend. I don't know whos more nervous about it, him or me. I'm most paranoid about someone shaving off an eyebrow, I don't know why.

With him gone and Alicia and Claudia out at a photo shoot I feel all poopie and lonely here. I need someone to chit chat with.

I think I will go and buy myself some boots tonight before I start cleaning the apartment. I minorly avoided a dish disaster last night. I think the only thing left to organize is the few things that are currently in, what will be my closet. Hopefully I can move some more stuff over next week once I fix it tonight. I'm trying to get everything clean and organized for tomorrow night when the girls come over for my Stagette. I am very anxious about it, I don't know what to expect. Plus I need an outfit.






I made a list of a million things to do tomorrow. I hope I accomplish them all. I'm actually excited about doing them so then I can try and relax for the next two weeks. I really will be happy when this is all over. I just can't think about it right now. I'm not anxious about getting married, I'm anxious about everyone looking at me all day long. I hate being the centre of attention. It is this that plagues me.

I've been in contact with my florist the past few days finalizing everything. I am so excited about the flowers! They are going to be so beautiful I just can't wait to see them. Same with the decorations I ordered, its going to be amazing. The only thing that is slightly disapointing is the state of the hall. They were suppose to renovate it but it never got done this summer. I mean its not horrible but it definitly needs some updating. In the end it was the only option we had, unless we wanted to wait until next year to get married.

I think I ate too much sushi. It's factory time. I'll say Hi to the Asians for you.

You're not funny. You just don't get out much.

The sun has come out finally, after all the storms and rain and November weather. However, it only makes me bitter for it not having come out two days earlier. We were forced to watch Radiohead outdoors in the pouring rain. A small price to pay to see one of the greatest bands ever live but once the concert was over it was miserable.

We made a last minute decision to drive down there instead of taking the bus because after traveling many times to UBC's Thunderbird Stadium via the Bus to see concerts I understand how it all goes down. Long line ups standing out in the open. This would all have been fine if the weather was decent but in knowing about the impending rain I thought it would be a smarter choice to drive. This was smart, until we hit major traffic jams and stupid people not knowing how to turn into a parkade which almost made us late.

Thankfully tho, we found a spot and hussled our asses to the stadium to arrive just as Radiohead was getting on stage. Perfect timing! This was also at the point where it decided to start raining. I was the only one out of the four of us wearing a waterprouf jacket.

Chad found a home under this umbrella. Poor Breyers girl stood out there with only a T-shirt on for hours in the pooring rain. Only 6 people bought ice creams.




The light show and video screens were amazing!



The show was so awesome and really, of all the people to see in the pouring rain, Radiohead fits quite nicely with that. I was super excited when they closed the show with my two favorite songs, 2+2=5 and Paranoid Android.




The pouring pouring rain.




Wet Rats!


The one thing Chad kept saying all night was 'I'm too old for this'. Aww poor old Chad! Dispite the miserable rain, he did have a good time. It was nice having him accompany me to a concert.



We didn't realize how many people were actually at the concert until we went to leave and there were crowds and crowds of people everywhere, it was insane.

We found the parkade pretty easily once we left the site but it was so rainy and windy and cold that we all walked with our heads down not talking. I think we were all so wet and cold and exhusted. Once we got to the car we tore off our wet jeckets and settled in for the ride home. Unfortunetly we had to sit in the parkade for 45 minutes while everyone else on the four floors below us exited first. However, it was well worth it as my brother took the bus home and was a million times more wet then us and arrived an hour later then us. Driving turned out to be a very good choice.

A big THANK YOU goes to Adam and Alicia for getting us these tickets. It will truly be a night we never forget! I heart Radiohead.

Unlinked photos by Alicia.
Radiohead photos here.

Is it raining or are their tears on my face?

I think my brain is so exhusted these days that trying to blog just doesn't work. I haven't been super busy at work so I have the time to blog but my mind just doesn't function when it comes to doing it. That and I doubt you want to hear me talk about how stressed I am every day. Exactly.

This past weekend I had both my Rossi Bridal Shower and the Rossi Family Picnic. I got so many gifts I don't even know what to do with. I find it weird when people buy me things because I am so specific in what I like and even though I put things on my gift registry I change my mind about everything. I think I am just over thinking everything. I am having a slight stress attack about the over all look of our apartment. I think there is too much navy. I dunno. I just don't know. I need to re think my design ideas about the apartment. I need to integrate some lighter colours. Sorry Chad.






Anyways. I am crazy.

Radiohead is tonight. They are the last band on my MUST SEE BEFORE I DIE list. I will had to add more bands to it once I've completed it. I am excited to go I just physically cant express it right now because I am lazy. It's an out door concert but its been raining the past few days and I'm sure the field will be damn muddy and I'm sure we will get rained on tonight. Holla.

I am tempted to by a poncho for tonight. I don't know why. I think just to say I wore a poncho to Radiohead. Alicia says that if it rains it will be good because that way it will mix with our tears. Black tears of despair. Oh so emo.

I think I am most excited because this is the first concert I will be going to with Chad. We love music and have never been to a concert together. Unless you count the first time we met at the Matt Good Concert. Anyways, Chad can't justify paying concert ticket prices so the only way he will go is if someone else buys them. Thankfully Alicia and Adam got us these tickets as our 'Wedding Shower' gift. Very thoughtful of them!

Ok so we are off to go get our dinner (Greek Food Take Out - Our Favorite) and then off to meet the boys!


Pictures of the Bridal Shower.
Pictures of the Family Picnic.

Always at the last minute.

I've got nothing today.

Flick Her

I wrote this whole other post this morning but then I thought it was silly and didn't really have any direction so I saved it and gave up on it.

I've been stressing out lately, but not because there are a millions things I need to do, but rather because instead of focusing on the day ahead I think about the 20 days ahead and all the places I need to go and the people I need to visit and I begin to realize that in the next 24 days I will have very little time to myself and it stresses me out. This has put me in a very pissy mood. You may have noticed this if we have hung out in the past few weeks.

I just can't relax and its eating away at me. Thankfully this Friday night Chad and I are going on a date, maybe I calm down a little with that. He's going to come pick me up from work and we are going to walk up to Commercial Drive which is loaded with good eats. I am very much looking forward to it. Then we are heading down to Gas Town to scout out some locations for our wedding pictures and then maybe drinks at Chill Winston? Hell Yes! I miss dates.



This past weekend my God Sister Sabrina (Darios oldest sister) got married. My mom has the pictures on her camera and has yet to upload them. Read Marlee's post to see some tho. Sabrina lives in Italy, as that is where her Fiance is from. Aside from having seen her this past November when she came to visit I hadn't seen her for 3 years. As kids we were best friends and did as much as we could together. As we grew up tho, we grew apart and our friendship somewhat ended. It's kind of been awkward since then, but maybe that's just me.

Anyways, since Sabrina and her fiance Mirko live in Italy I never had the chance to hang out with them or see them other then a few times at a dinner table, and its hard to kind of get a sense of people and how they feel about each other at a dinner table. I obviously knew they loved each other and what not but I never really got to see them interact like you would with a bunch of your friends. It was absolutely amazing at the wedding to see them interact. They were so genuinely happy that it made me smile. Even though we may not talk often and we aren't the best of friends anymore I still care about her and it made me feel good to know that she was so happy.



Speaking of weddings we officially booked our honeymoon today! We went all out and it cost us a little more then we wanted to spend but I know it will all be worth it. I can't wait. The hotel is beautiful and I am going to be in Classy Heaven! God I love classy things and pretending I am a Rich Bitch. Hahaha.

3 days until the Rossi Bridal Shower!

10 days until my Stagette!

17 days until the Australians get here!

24 days until the Wedding!

31 days until the Honeymoon!

5 Saturdays in a row jam packed with events! Will I survive them all?

God only knows.


P.S. remember when I mentioned that the Chicken Snack Wrap at Mc. D's was not good. Well that's a lie. I just figured out the perfect combo - Crispy chicken with Ranch dressing. HEAVEN. I don't know why it took me so long to figure out. Anyways, it's my new favorite thing.

Manning Park Photo Essay

I got up at 6:00am on Monday so that I could have a shower, finish packing, head over to the apartment, help Chad finish packing, and then hit th road by 7:30 so we could be in Hope by 9. Thanks to Chad crazy neighbour (the one who 'God Bless'es you in the elevator) we were half an hour late because he had to talk to Chad about apartment prices and all this bullshit that really didn't matter. I was ready to clobber him.

Leaving the apartment on our way to catch the HWY.

Chad driving my car. I trust him more.

I love driving through Chilliwack. I love all the farms.

We thought we were going to arrive at our breakfast destinantion early so we made a pit stop in Chilliwack for some water and milk. Turned out this pitt stop made us late.

The resurtant we stop at every year in Hope. The foods not very good but its tradition! A bunch of us met there at 9:30am for breakfast.



I had a chedder cheese omelet and potatoe pancakes. Most greasy fattening thing ever but so good! Chad had the 'light' breakfast.



We then wandered around Hope looking for a liqour store. I totally had a city girl moment and got creeped out when I went into the gas station to pay for gas and I saw how gross it was.



Chad bought this for his beer. He had been looking for weeks for a beer foamy but none of the stores in the city had them. Luckly, Hope did.



We arrived at Lightning Lake at 12 and sat around and had lunch. Other family members met us there since the cabin wasn't available until 3.

Chicks hanging out.

Ryan breaking my chair.

Elise and Francesca teaching Massey to swim.

Me attempting to hide from the sun.

Dinner time - Day one. Lasagna and Salad. Yum yum yum!

Zio Bernard vs. Laura

I think you know who won.

Fuzzy Bathroom Me in the middle of the night.

Nothing like waking up to a mouse in the house. I can't help it. They are so cute.

My beautiful burn from the lake. It was so painful I couldn't sleep with any sheets even though it was so cold at night. Really really not smart.

We spent the whole day in the front yard following the shade.

Zia Maria stealing Cristinas alcoholic beverage.

Chad reading a book. Notice Raymi's business card is his bookmark!

Me and my favorites make the Italian flag!

Under the shade of an evergreen.

A very lazy and relaxing day.

The cabin from the front. Yes it holds 50 people.

Us.

The beached whale decided to take a nap after his very strenuous day.

The men starting the BBQ.

A red shirt to match a red face. It was Chicken night.

The 'kids' were suppose to do the dishes. Ryan was the only boy I caught in the kitchen.

The Rossi's build a fire.

Bambi! I wanted to catch it so I could have some venison. I know. I'm bad.

Marshmallows.

The last ones out by the fire. We look like we've been lost in the woods for days.

HAHAHAHAHAHAH awwwww. Morning Chad!

The cabin from the back.

Thats right, the cabin that we rent is called the Last Resort!

A walk around Lightning Lake. Chad had a cane becuase of his hurt foot. Aww poo boo boos :(

So pretty.

Papa Rossi & Mr. Ciavarro

Rainbow Bridge. I jumped off this many years ago.

Mama Rossi.

There are like 12 different looks going on in this picture.

Chad was a little exhusted and a little in pain at this point.

Nappy time back at the cabin with Flat Eric.

The Scotch Drinkers.

The water fight that involved my dad dumping a hugh pot of water on Uncle Jim, then loosing his footing causing him to tumble down the hill. All the adults were scared that his stitches were going to burst. All the kids were histerical. If only I had caputured the moment.

Do they look related?

Sausage & leftover Chicken night.

Chad icing his foot. Worked like a charm.

Packing up the car after dinner. Some people left Wednesday night. The rest left Thursday morning.

Dancing or something.

Bi bi Manning Park. See you next year!

Hope Slide. My Favorite.

Sunset in the 'wack.

It was a most relaxing weekend and I was so happy to actually be able to sit and do basically nothing the whole time. It was so cute the group of us that just sat around in a circle the whole time chatting and reading and knitting. It was wonderful.

The only downside to Manning are the inevitable post Manning blues that happen every year the day after everyone gets home. Its such a great bonding time that everyone looks forward to that we all hate having to go home.

Thankfully I have 400 pictures to look at to remind me of it all. Excessive yes, but well worth it.

To see all 371 photos of Manning click Here.