Days Until I Am Married: 10
Current Weight: 166
After a long and grueling season, we have finally made it to October. Just as baseball prepares for the playoffs, Megan and I have made it through to our playoffs, the final two weeks before the wedding.
The baseball playoffs initially looked to be disappointing without the presence of the Cardinals. However, my steady back-up Philadelphia Phillies winning the East from the self-destructed Mets has invigorated me for the playoffs. The pre-wedding playoffs will not be nearly as exciting. The past week has been non-stop wedding preparation, and in the next seven days we will actually step up this pace. While this process involves many things, first and foremost it involves list-making.1
Also involved in my preparation for the wedding is an increased focus on personal care. I’m exercising at least once a day, brushing, flossing, trimming various hairs, moisturizing, and I’m even going to the tanning salon. Usually I do not take this much interest in my appearance. I determined that this was necessary when it occurred to me that my wedding day will likely be the most photographed day of my entire life. It’s not very much fun, but the results are quite encouraging. I lost another two pounds in the last week, and I can almost feel another couple ready to melt off.
Besides lists and personal care, the wedding has pulled me in many different directions. I’ve made numerous conformation e-mails and phone calls, purchased copious amounts of wedding related products, downloaded and arranged too many songs to count, and spent countless hours making decisions about things that never occurred to me would require a decision. This is by far the most elaborate celebration I will ever plan. However, I do not want to make myself sound like a martyr. Megan has done the lion’s share of the work for the wedding. If the preparation has been a team effort, then she would definitely be the MVP.
So yeah, not much exciting news to report. Long gone is the memory of my exciting weekend in Tampa. I truly had a blast at the Rams game, from what I remember.2 I love cheering for the bad guys, and this game was perfect. When the Rams took the field, they actually played the Imperial Death March from Star Wars. St. Louis was only down by three at the half, which gave me ample opportunity to trash talk during the half. Even though we lost miserably, it was still a blast to cheer for the bad guys.
As I am writing this, it occurs to me that I need to wrap this up and get back to the wedding list. Seven more days of being a list-slave and then the fun begins. Time to buckle down and power through.
1 Usually I find the act of list-making a creative way to procrastinate. Writing about the work I need to perform doesn’t actually involve any work. However, the wedding list is not as forgiving. Everyday I check things off, yet it continues to grow.
2 I must have been thoroughly soused at the game. I say this because I discovered my classic two day-after-drunken-tattoos. First, I found a large number of bruises and scratches on my body. These drunken tattoos indicate that I must have fallen down several times. Second, my hand was covered in writing. For some reason when I’m drunk I typically write notes on my hand of stuff I want to remember the next day. I wrote “glass wall”, “onion”, and “yellow” at various points during the game. As usual, I have no idea to what these words referring.