Remind Me Again Why I Wanted to be a June Bride – Weekend Wrighting #7

Prompt:  “Remind me again why I wanted to be a June bride.”

“Remind me again why I wanted to be a June bride,” Lizzy let out as her maid of honor, Jen,  helped her into her wedding dress.

“Because you love Peter,” Jen calmly said as she held the material together with one hand and pulled up on the zipper with the other.  “All done.  Now don’t breathe.”

“Seriously, Jen?  I’m not in the mood.”

Jen rolled her eyes, “Yeah, apparently,” she muttered.

Lizzy whipped around, “I heard that!  Jen I nervous!  My hair is frizzy, my make is running, and my body is so sticky with sweat that I could hardly get into this stupid dress!  I hate June!  Why did you let me plan my wedding for June?  You’re supposed to be my maid of honor and tell me when I’m doing something stupid.”

“Sweetie, you could have postponed the wedding until next year.  Remember, you wanted to have the wedding before you started showing so you could still fit into your dress.  You should be thanking me for telling you to add a few inches onto the waist line of this dress or you would not have fit into this thing.”

Lizzy sighed and sat down at the vanity.  She stared at the bread in her hair decorated with tiny white pearls.  “I don’t know, Jen…”

“What do you not know about?  It’s too late to change your colors,” she smirked as she lightly back handed Lizzy’s arm.”

Jen forced a small laugh, “It’s not that.”  She looked down at her manicured hands, “It’s this whole thing.  This wedding.  Peter.  Us.  Is it normal to feel this way?  Did you feel this way when you and Lewis got married?”

Jen paused, “Honestly?”

“Please.”

“No.  I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that I wanted to marry Lewis.  He’s my best friend,”

“Oh, yeah, and what about me?”  Lizzy joked.

“Well, you didn’t put out, so that took you out of the running,” Jen smirked.

Lizzy’s forced smile loosened into a real one.

“It’s not too late, you know.  You haven’t said any vows yet.”

She shook her head, “And how would that conversation go with Peter?  ‘Oh, I’m sorry, Peter.  I know I’m carrying your child, but I’m just having second thoughts about getting into a long term committed relationship with you.’  Jen, it is too late.”  Lizzy looked down and touched her stomach.

Jen knelt down and grabbed a hold of Lizzy’s hand, “It’s not too late.  Give me the word and we’re out of here.  We can get into my and just drive.  I can even call Lewis and have him and his brothers go get your things from Peter’s house while we’re gone.”

“You really don’t like Peter.”

“He’s not my favorite, but if you truly love him, then I’ll survive, but Lizzy, if you’re having second thoughts, then you need to be the one that survives.  A custody battle is going to be god awful if you get married and then change your mind.”   Jen grabbed a tissue and gently dabbed her friend’s tears.  “Is Peter who you want to wake up next to for the next fifty years?

Lizzy’s eyebrows pinched together, “I honestly don’t know.”

“What if you weren’t pregnant?”

Lizzy’s eyes pricked with tears, “Jen, get me out of this dress.”

 

I Apparently Enjoy Dropping off the Face of the Planet

Yes I know, it’s been a minute since I’ve made a post, an update, or even a smoke signal to let you all know that I’m still alive.

Well… I’m still here!

Since January, I had started a part time job, found a full time job, traveled for work, and then moved to a different city for that new job.  All while being a full time student.  I’m not entirely sure how I did it, but somehow everything worked out ok…. I think.  I’m having a hard time finding everything in my new apartment and I think I left some things back in L’ville, but such is life!

So, the point of this post is mainly to tell you that, yes, I dropped off the face of the planet.  Sometimes I do that.  It’s just how I roll.

So, really, this is just a pointless blog.

Absolutely pointless.

So, until I write another pointless blog…

Which hopefully after some thinking and planning, my post post won’t be pointless…. then again…

-J

Gearing up for Camp NanoWriMo and A-Z Blog Challenge! (Weekend Writing)

Lots of writing is in my near future!

Is it crazy to think that I like myself better when I’m writing?  I like the person that comes out when I’m busy creating worlds, characters, relationships, rises, falls, villains, and resolutions.  Maybe this is a sign that I really am a writer.  Sure, my mom is my most loyal reader, but it’s not the size of the audience that makes a person a writer…. it’s whether they write or not ;-)

For the April A-Z blogging challenge, I’ll be posting little snippets of my book.  I did this one a week during November for National Novel Writing Month.  These will be SUPER short snippets since my main focus is going to be writing the second book of the Royal Mark series.

Thank you and Goodnight!

Newsletter 4

Not from blogging!

Even though it may seem like it… I’ve been lacking in the writing department lately  :-(

As of March 28th, I will no longer be serving as a missionary.  I’ll will be serving as the Operations Manager for Curing Kids Cancer.  I’m super exciting about this opportunity and one of the best parts is that my boss from Embracing Life lives about 5 minutes away from Curing Kids Cancer’s office.  So, I’ll still be able to help with Embracing Life.

Here is my final newsletter that shares a few more details and prayer requests.  Thank you to all who have been praying for me and praying for Embracing Life.  I’m so grateful to have you in my life.

Newsletter 4

Five Reasons Why Leggings Really Suck… Even Though I Love Them

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I know, there are truck loads of articles about leggings out there and I’m sure everyone is now IMG_1711sick of reading how indecent they are or how men need to practice a little self control.

To be honest, leggings really aren’t that big of deal to me when it comes to modesty and dressing…. I found Five totally different reasons to hate leggings.  I’m pretty sure any women who wears anything larger than a size 8 will agree with me.

1 – They don’t tell me when I’m getting fat! They just keep on stretching and accommodate my thickening waistline. SO not a good friend. Jeans, the non-stretchy unforgiving kind, that’s the kind of friend a girl needs. That’s the kind of friend who’ll say, “Girl, put down the doughnut and go run around your block…. like 17 times!”

2 – They give me the go ahead to sit like a man while wearing a dress. Don’t get me wrong, this is great. I put on my fleece lined leggings and cute dress, then I don’t have to worry about whether or not my underwear is showing… because I’m especially wearing stretch pants underneath my dress. Flashbacks of middle school are playing in my mind right now. I hated wearing jeans then too.

This is not a good habit to get into… especially when summer comes and the leggings are stashed away along with the rest of my winter wardrobe.

IMG_17133 – They don’t hold hold up as well as jeans. Man, this is why I love my Levi’s. They have held up for several years without holes, thinning, or the bottoms getting tattered. Leggings are good for about one season and then they’re done. Remember how I said I don’t have to worry if my underwear is showing when wearing a dress….. after a season of wearing out a pair of leggings… that would definitely not be the case and I would ] have to learn to cross my legs when sitting.

4 – Every curve of my legs is defined. Ok, yes, I’ve read all the blogs about how terrible leggings are as well as the ones that are throwing caution to the wind and wearing them anyway.  I say, to each her own. I don’t care if you wear leggings and I don’t care if you have some vendetta against them.

Personally, I feel a little self conscious when wearing them with a shorter shirt. All I can IMG_1693think is, “My butt is way too big to be wearing these,” and, “Should I have a thigh gap in order to wear these?”

5 – Summer hits and the leggings get packed away.  I pull out my cuts off jeans and can barely button the top button.  I turn around in the mirror and see nothing but a busted can of biscuits.  Fleshy dough, oozing over the tops of those shorts.  See reason #1.

Not cute, Leggings.  Not cute.

But those roller skate socks are kinda cute…