Drunk bike rides and pick-up lines

Seriously, I went to happy hour, got good and buzzed, put on my super sexy helmet, and the funniest thing happened. I stopped at my stop sign (being extra cautious because I'm drunk) and this guy in a heaped-up, orange, beat-up car stops(though he had no stop sign). So, i made a face and started biking through. Then his car stalls. I laugh, openly, at his humiliation and he says, "Baby, i was just trying to catch up to you." I continued to laugh at his expense and pedaled my way home. Great story, eh? Now I'm home, sweating all over the goddamn computer. It's been ages since i felt like blogging and yet, this experience immediately made me want to share.
Things are good here. I can't believe I'm gonna be married soon. I'm so fucking excited...not for the ceremony or exchange of vows or anything remotely life-changing, but for the fucking party at the brewery. All you light beer bitches better suck it up and be ready to drink some good 'ol Oregon beer. There's 6 different kinds. You've gotta find one you like. Terry, you're exempt from the bitches comment as you liked and drank Mirror Pond when you were here...come to think of it, we went to the other Bridgeport Brewery when you here. But i digress...Chrissy, that picture of you with Mattie on your belly is one of the cutest things I've ever seen. Every time someone tells me a baby story, i immediately tell them a story about my nieces and nephews. Yes, I'm that asshole...
So, I guess Matt forgot to tell his Dad and stepmom and that his cousins/step-siblings(his dad married his brother's widow...think about it) were not invited to the wedding. Awkward. Apparently, his first question was, "Well, who from Mary's family is coming?" Like, I invited my 20 fucking cousins and not his extended family. Whatever...they're weird.
I'm finally feeling better...had a sore throat for what felt like forever but i think it's finally gone now.
I guess that's it...I'm being promoted at work. Gonna be the federal relations and OEW coordinator. Cool, huh? If one of you could tell me what any of that means, can you let me know? Thanks. I think I'm in over my head. But i get to go to D.C. in February and meet with Oregon's congressional delegation. Maybe I can extend my trip and take a train into Philly.
Ok, well, I need to shower...and get another beer.
Love you ladies...miss you...

Aloha!!!

Hi y'all. So, I have some wedding updates. First things first. Matt and I have decided to go on a honeymoon. A real one...not a trip to Pittsburgh. We're gonna go to Hawaii....in October!!! Woohoo! How cool is that? The sucky thing is that it means we're not coming home for Christmas. Sorry, but I just know we're not gonna have a chance to travel much when we get back east. And I want to experience a tropical vacation. I'm so excited.
Let's see, what else? We went to pick out our wedding invitations and I was shocked at how expensive they were. For 25 invitations it was gonna cost over $200. Fuck that. We ended up going to a fun stationary store, picked out pretty paper and we'll just design them ourselves. Cost $45. I know that makes me sound cheap but in the same vein of it all, we extended the open bar another half hour. And we picked our menu and went with the giant appetizer package. Oh yeah, it's gonna be awesome.
But of course, and when I was talking to mom, she wanted me to remember that you people with the babies aren't gonna be able to stay late and party. Like I don't know you have kids. I'll make sure there's mucho fun to be had before the kids start to get crabby. I promise.
And the last update is that we're going to register...at Target. We really didn't want to get a bunch of stuff since we're moving but Matt's worried that it's rude to assume everyone's going to want to give us money. Oh well, at least I get to use the gun :) Now I just have to figure out what to register for.
I think that's it. Matt's been really great. After I talked to mom yesterday I was all stressed out and he's able to talk me down from the ledge. I was also freaking out to tell her we're not coming for Christmas (I haven't yet). Oh well. Put in a good word for me, would ya?
Love ya ladies.

So it turns out I "Exceed Expectations"

Well, I could have told you that! Just had my anal review (yes, spelled correctly. It's a funnier word than annual). So, my boss loves me and I'm awesome and all that, but seriously, if I want to do something more than be an "administrative assistant" forever, this probably isn't the place to do it. My boss offered a few opportunities for me to pursue here but is also encouraging me to "spread my wings" and all that because she wants me to be successful. Sounds great and everything and if I wasn't planning on leaving Portland in a year and half I'd probably start looking for other stuff now. Probably a project manager or program coordinator position at another non-profit. I've definitely decided (especially with crap economy) that I want to stay in non-profit. I hate money so much. Don't get me wrong, it's nice to have and all because it buys you stuff...like happiness, but overall, it makes you crazy. I'd rather feel like I'm contributing something. Plus, i don't want to have to wear suits. I hate the corporate look. But i wonder if that's going to limit me when i move. I'll have an awesome resume at that point but who knows what the job market will be like then. So, anyway, that's my day. I decided after being told what am an awesome employee I am that I should goof off and blog to you guys. I don't think there's anything wrong with that, do you?
So, in other news - Matt and I are meeting with the reception people this Friday after work. We're trying some wines that we selected and also some cake samples. They have this stuff called Beerimisu that sounds awesome (don't worry Strawberry, we'll get something else for Meggie). I think we may have decided to go with beer and wine only for the 3-hour open bar. With the exception of 2, maybe 3 people, I think everyone will be OK with beer or wine. I feel a little cheap doing it but Mommy said it was OK, so there :) If you guys have strong feelings the other way, let me know so we can maybe reconsider. Ummm...we're also starting to work on the playlist for our wedding. It's gonna be such an awesome soundtrack. I'm really glad we decided to do it that way. We're also going to be meeting the ceremony musicians soon to select music. I think I'll leave that final decision to Matt since the accordionist was his idea. I think that's the latest wedding stuff i have right now.
I really miss you guys and look forward, more and more, to moving back. Just keep thinking good thoughts that the economy will be back on track by then.
Oh yeah - and I think I'm going to be Mary Falls-Staley. Don't worry...the kids (if we have any) will be just Staley. I just couldn't get on board with losing the Falls in my name. Oh yeah - and I really think Matt believes that there is a wedding leprechaun to do all the planning and organizing. He really doesn't understand why I'm working on stuff now when the wedding isn't until August. I love him dearly but sometime he drives me nutso!

I'm back bitches!!!

Actually, it's convenient because I just finished an On Demand fitness cardio/sculpt workout and now I can't move. Seriously, my legs are like jelly - I'm about to make some toast. Wow, gross, huh? Anyway, I'm home celebrating our Presidents, past and present, except George Bush, and I'm taking advantage of the home computer. I'm really sorry I don't blog more, but I'm on the computer all day and when I get home it's the last thing I want to do. I'd blog at work, obviously I'm not one for a strong work ethic, but seriously, if i don't work at work, shit doesn't get done. It's pretty outta control lately but I like it. I'm good at what I do, and everything I do now, will make me that much more bankable when we move back east. I'm praying that our plan can still happen. Even if the economy's a little out of the crapper, I want to move. Right now I'll just focus on getting through the wedding and then I'll freak out about moving :) Speaking of wedding stuff, things are moving along. We have most everything under control. Chris, I think you're the only one who I didn't tell, but Sandra has offered us her house for a rehersal dinner the night before the wedding. That was the last thing I was stressin about...I was nervous you wouldn't all have been able to meet before the wedding but it looks like it'll work out. I think we found our wedding musicians so that's awesome. We'll only need them for an hour or so, so not too expensive. We'll get to work on our IPOD wedding playlist soon - we're probably gonna go a couple rounds on that one. Keep the suggestions coming if you have any more. I think that's mostly it for now. I'd say in another month, we'll ramping back up and I'll start being super anal again, preparing itineraries and whatnot. Matt thinks I'm nuts but if it was up to him we'd wait until July to do all this and then we'd break-up because that is just not possible.
Speaking of Matt - we had a nice week with his birthday and Valentine's Day. Went to a nice restaurant Friday night to celebrate both days. Funny thing - instead of flowers, he bought me a 12-pack of these 22oz new "hop harvest" beers that are delicious. And why you ask? Because hops are flowers. How sweet is that?? Needless to say we had a delicious seafood dinner Saturday accompanied with yummy, hoppy beer.
I guess that's about it. I've seen all the Best Picture nominees and cried at all but one of them. I hope The Reader wins. Mostly because of Kate Winslet's awesome rack. We're going to have an Oscar party here. People can vote on who they think will win each category. The person with the most will get some lame prize at the end of the night. Maybe a hug from me.
Ok -I'll sign off now - I'll try to do this more often...Love you gals. You're all awesome women.

3 years, almost to the day

So, it was 3 years ago today, and ironically enough during a snowstorm that Matt and I realized our undying love for each other. Ok, maybe not, but we sure we did make out a lot that night and decided it was enough to mark the beginning of the end and made it our anniversary. Our original plan was to go to our favorite burger place but it's across town so we decided it wouldn't be a good idea with the weather. Instead we are going to a fancy schmancy Indian restaurant down the street. We've been looking for an opportunity to go, so it works out nicely. We can also get a little schnockered on vino without having to worry about driving home.
In other news, I've been checking the weather for Portland, Chicago and Philly like once an hour, making myself even more paranoid that one of our flights will be delayed or cancelled and I will spend the holidays depressed and in a gross airport. Matt is being very pragmatic about whole thing and keeps saying, "If that happens, there's nothing we can do about it. Don't worry so much." Bastard. How can he be so calm when the higher powers of the universe are shitting ice, snow and rain all over the places I'm supposed to be traveling??!?!?

It's gonna be an arctic blast, man!

So, yeah. We've been hearing it...Portland is full of a bunch of pussies that can't handle 2" of snow. Normally, I'd agree but in this case let me tell you something, world. (1)I saw a kid (a neighbor) take a spill yesterday that landed him on his head, knocked him out cold and essentially stopped traffic for about 5 minutes. Then, just today, I found out that this guy I work with also fell and broke his goddamn neck. He's alive but having surgery as I write this. Because it doesn't happen very often, Portland isn't equipped to handle all the mess/cleanup, hence the city "shutting down."
It all started on Sunday. The weather was in the 20s and it was snowing when we arose around 9:30. We thought it'd be fun to go for a walk to the grocery store, approximately 1 mile from our apartment. The best intentions, eh? It was messy outside but we got the stuff we needed including the rather large bottle of wine that I knew would carry be through the night as well the now Sci-fi classic, Sharks in Venice. Matt made a delicious butternut squash soup for dinner. When the movie was over and the wine gone, I somehow agreed with Matt when he suggested that a walk around the block was a good idea. Have I mentioned it was midnight? The snow had stopped but the temperature had dropped into the teens and the ice was gleaming at us in such a way, that we were all but promised a stumble or 2. The 2 stumbles came easily, though we managed to avoid any downfalls. And I was really counting on a Darwin award too:( Once we finished the beer we brought along for the walk, we were back at the apartment. A gentle slumber awaited me then...
Monday was a snow day for me and by the grace of God herself, did not see fit to bestow a hangover on me. Matt was not so lucky and by noon and 2 bus rides later did he make it to his vile place of employment to sit on his ass all day, for all other reasonable minded businesses were closed. Fuckers. We both made it in today albeit a little late. Waiting for the bus was pretty cold but the lovely sun so rarely seen during Portland winters was out in full force and kept the fierce chill at bay.
My boss decided to have a little party at her house today for our "Policy Team" and it included pizza, salad, soup and a variety of desserts I was sure were made by Satan himself (seriously...Andes candies chocolate cookies?!??!?!). So, an easy workday to be sure and I'm watching the news right now to see if I will have off tomorrow as they are calling for another storm.
Tonight we're off to a Christmas party and I'm a little anxious. We haven't tried to get out of the driveway yet so wish us luck. The main roads don't seem bad the side streets are in bad shape.
I can't believe that I'm leaving sunny, freezing Portland for rainy, warmer Philadelphia. There's something strange about that. Hopefully, all will go well with our travels on Saturday. We'll be flying between storms. It's pretty cold in Chicago right now, but for them I think it's mild. It'll be interesting hanging with Matt's family. I'm sure you've noticed he'd not the chattiest of fellas and I'm counting on his sisters to stave off the awkward silences that came so easily with his dad and stepmom.
I guess that's it. I love you all and can't wait to see 2 of the 3 of you next week and Chrissy, I'll be seeing you and Little Mattie soon enough.
Here it is...your moment of Zen.
Big Matt said something funny last night. Since we call Pat's dad Big Pat, does that mean Terry's Pat is little Pat? And if so, had you had a boy, would he have been Tiny Pat?

Cheers

Matt and I googled mucus plugs this morning

And we saw pictures. Matt ran out of the room screaming something about nightmares for the rest of his life. Anyway, I'm blogging. Yay!!!! I thought it was time and I've just had 2 cups of coffee so get ready for an explosion of random thought fragments from my brain. So, first things first. The house is pretty much ours for the taking. Matt and I are going to take a look at it maybe today. One small hiccup is that it's a little further than I originally thought. About 25 minutes. So, some pros and cons are: (Pros)Cheap, beautiful, big enough for all to sleep comfortably (including me). (Cons)Distance. So, here's how I'm thinking about it. I could keep looking to see if I can find something closer OR we can look at the distance issue as something we're not going to have to worry about too much since we probably won't be driving a lot except the day of the wedding and occasional trips to town. I'm sure I can find some bars in that area for the bachelorette party, as well as a grocery store close by. So, i guess, let me know what you think. I'll look at it, regardless, but want to know how you gays feel about the distance.
Ok, on to less boring topics. We got our officiant. She's an actual minister(not like Pat or me) and she's been doing weddings long enough to have a portfolio and seems very knowledgable. Her name is Rev. Leah Light (not kidding but it's "pen" name). Daddy's first words were, "A woman? Really?" It's why I love him. So, she's going to send us a script based on what we told her we wanted. Also, we're not doing a rehearsal. What'll happen is that we'll all get there (I'm thinking the guys can drive seperately with the babies(?)) and someone will escort Mom down the aisle, then the 3 of you will walk down and then Daddy and I after that. Not really to warrant a rehearsal. No partners for you or anything, either. In fact, Matt and I will be the only ones recessing at the end of the ceremony. You all can just find your beaus and kids and we'll do pictures, immediately aftewards. We'll meet and greet people at the reception. Also, Sandra offered to put together the bouquets. I know that probably sounds weird to you guys but I'd rather spend a lot of money on food and booze than flowers. I'll have a florist do my bouquet (but only because i need the professional flower for my hairdo) but otherwise, I'll leave the arranging of the flowers to Sandra and Carrie and we'll get them when we show up at the Gardens. Don't worry, I'll have the whole itinerary down :) So, I was thinking about something for wedding that's a little out of the ordinary (ordinary for the Falls family, not for other weddings I've been to). I was thinking about asking each of you do give a speech. Obviously, this is all optional, but I wanted to throw it out there. I was also going to see if mommy wanted to (probably not but just an idea). I'd like to have a larger portion of the reception devoted to the people closest to us, giving toasts. Again, don't feel obligated but I wanted to throw it out there. Ok, there's more but my coffee just kicked in so I gotta go. Look forward to the litany of comments to come.