January 2, 2007

  • And the Hits Just Keep On Coming!

    Here at mischievium.com, we strive to provide constant, edge-of-your-seat, pulse-pounding blog action 24-7, 365. All for you, my dear readers.

    So, have I mentioned that I hate making phone calls? And yet, surprisingly, the number of calls I need to make keeps getting longer. So, how about this: Tonight, I'll make a list of all the places I need to call and make appointments with and I'll update it tomorrow with all the calls I've made. Ooooooooooh! Will the excitement ever end? Not if I have anything to say about it.

    Appointments to make:
    *The Epi Center (regarding laser hair removal, good times. Why does calling a place like this feel like calling the popular kids in high school and telling them all about you most embarrassing personal problems? Oh well, it must be done.)
    *Dermatologist/ Plastic Surgeon (re: having mole on face/ neck removed, I've had the referral since about August, maybe it's time to pick up the phone, ya think?)
    *Dentist (Will someone come hold my hand? Despite the extensive amount of dental work I've had done throughout my life, I wasn't afraid of the dentist until after my last appointment where the dentist took out an old filling and then couldn't hit the right place to fully numb the tooth, but the tooth was open, so we just had to press on. It's not that it really hurt that much, it was just the fear of how much it *could* hurt at any moment. Anyway, she and I are going to have to talk about that before she goes near me with a drill again.)
    *Hair cut
    *Marriot  re: reserving a block of hotel rooms for May (Can you hear the sound of my feet dragging? Drag, drag, drag.)

    Other To Do:
    *Book tickets to Seattle in February (vacation time= time to pick out florists/ photographers, look at houses, etc.)
    *Start the wedding dress hunt (Just thinking about it makes me want to poke my own eyes out, which paradoxically, if I did, I couldn't see how bad I'm going to look, which would make me not want to poke my own eyes out-- just can't win for losing)
    *Decide on place for Rehearsal Dinner (and make reservations)

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