A Sign of the Times

It is wedding season which probably explains this but I'm beginning to gauge my friendships/ relationships based on where they would sit at my wedding. Now the date of my actual wedding is TBD since the date of my first date to some guy is also TBD. But theoretically, if my wedding was in 6 months, where would said person be at my wedding?

Would they be at the front with me / Do I have a crush on this friend and do I want to marry them?
Will they be on my other side as a faithful bridesmaid or even a maid of honor?

Will they awkwardly sit at the back, wondering if anyone would notice if they skipped the reception for they are a family member only there out of obligation?

Will they get to open the doors for me as I walk into the sanctuary or wherever I get married like I got to do for a great friend almost 3 weeks ago now?

Or will they just be somewhere in the middle? Really wanting to celebrate the special day by just being there for me?

I'm not really sure but for now don't ask me where you'll be ... we'll cross that bridge when we come to it. Unless you have a crush on me and in that case ask me out already.

Kindle

I'm loving my Kindle more and more every time I use it. My dad knew me too well when he bought it. I discovered last night that you can post links to your twitter account or facebook of a particular passage in a book that you're reading on Kindle. How awesome?!?

And it has this handly little feature where I can preview part of the book for free to see if I like it.

One book that I did that with is called "A Year of Blind Dates" about a Christian woman and her reaction before, after and during blind dates after her first relationship ( including her first kiss) ended. Her first kiss was in this relationship at the age of 27. In the excerpt I already laughed out loud several times and I cannot wait to read it. Parts remind me of my roommates already and I love seeing that in people.


I'll let you know how it goes but for now I'm reading through Sullivan's Island with all the historic Charleston & beach life that I can handle. I knew I would love it.

New Designs!

Thank you blogger- you have finally offered me up some options for my blog design. I was about to switch over to tumblr and that would have been a tragedy as I'm not artsy or existential enough for that.

Windshield Wiper Worries

I have a confession...

I have insecurity about my windshield wiper speed when it rains.

I mean I may be crazy/ the only one that has this issue but when the rain starts pouring down I get self counscious about the rate at which my windshield wipers are flinging water off my car. I peer around and look at other drivers windshields to see how fast their wipers are going. I decide whether or not two feet to my right the water is not coming down as hard or if I'm just a little over eager with my wiper speed. I don't want to be the fool on Old Milton Pkwy with the out of control wipers and a little drizzle of rain for fear people may think that I'm overreacting to the water coming from the sky. Which I'm sure they're not but people are crazy so who knows what they're thinking about.

How insecure can I be? Apparently a lot. (I'm also insecure that I'm the only one that worries about this) haha

Confession 2: I judge people as oblivious when their wipers are out of control fast- you know the speed where you are just waiting for the wiper to just fling right off the car and maybe even take the antenna while it's at it. Yeah that speed- well people just look silly when they are unable to adapt the speed of their wipers to the changing rain fall.

But maybe it's just me?