So, I now have the nickname "Grace" at the EMS station. Let me explain. You see, one of my partners needed to run an errand between calls at one of the local hotels to check on reservations for his parents. Well, they have speed humps under the overhangs at the front entrance at this hotel and he decided to park halfway on and off it. Unbeknownst to me, the door I come out of on the side of the ambulance had a longer drop than I expected. Thus, I fell on my ankle and ended up sitting on the curve writhing in pain. Yes, it still hurts today and I can walk on it. But, man this stinks. Hence the name, "Grace" as though I am so "graceful." LOL.
Yesterday I was thrown full swing into what it's like being a second person. I was given a call and I had to handle it on my own (with supervision of course). This was a big step for me. I did everything I needed to do and even called it on the radio into the hospital all by myself. I was proud of myself. My partner was very impressed and said I did an "excellent job." I wrote up the whole ticket as well. I had practiced on a "no-patient" ticket, but this time I really had to write a large ticket. I finally felt like I was a real independent EMT.
We ran an accident where an 80-yr-old lady caused a 3 car pileup. She tried to run the yellow light and merge into the right lane in the intersection where another car was running the yellow light (at a red-light camera intersection too!) crashed into them and then a lady in a van who had yielded at the solid green left turn light hit them as she tried to turn before the red not anticipating they would still be in her way. The older lady was a trauma alert. I checked out one of the other drivers, cleared them and then we boarded the older lady and headed off. This accident was blocking a major intersection in Cary, so it was really holding up traffic. I felt a little sympathy for the older lady as she was not only hurt pretty bad, but that a Cary cop followed us all the way across town to the hospital to write her a traffic ticket with multiple violations.
As I was leaving the station yesterday, I pondered the thought of having to wear my uniform for a few errands before heading home. What would people think of me? I stopped at a Blockbuster first and it was pretty neat having the employees ask me if I had run the accident right up the road earlier (as I had). I got gas and then headed home. I had talked earlier to one of the other EMTs and he told me a cop might pull me over in my personal vehicle for speeding, but being in uniform, he wouldn't ticket me. Man, that is too tempting to speed!
All in all, everything went well yesterday except the whole ankle thingy. I did end up getting off late due to the trauma alert lady, but I still had a productive day.
Hopefully, the next time I go on duty, I'll be actually driving the ambulance. I won't get to drive with the lights and sirens yet (after 100 miles or so I can), but it ought to be an adventure. And scary, too.
Tuesday, March 29, 2005
Monday, March 21, 2005
Alcoholism & Death
Saturday was a fairly routine day except that I saw a few new things.
First, there was a lady who was an alcoholic. She made it sound like she was in withdrawl, but then we found out she had just quit drinking the night before. She had been a drinker for 10 years. She needed a new liver. The fact that she had been continuously drinking for 4 days and hates food, thus hadn't eaten any for the past 4 days, made all of it a bad combination. She was weak and could hardly walk. She had just been to the hospital not 3 days before.
The last call of the day was my first code. The call comes out as an unconsious 46-yr-old. We jump in and drive to the health care facility that she is in, and on the way it is announced that she may have a DNR (Do Not Resuscitate order) and that she is not breathing. CPR is started but discontinued before we get there when the order is brought forth.
The patient was a lady who I had picked up not a month ago for breathing difficulties. She was mentally handicapped and gone from the world. I didn't know how to feel when I walked into the room and found her dead on the floor with the firefighters standing over her. Everyone in the room had come to her aid at some point during their career. Now she was gone.
I have seen a dead person before in funerals and wakes, but never one who has just died. I didn't touch her, but the fire fighters and my partners lifted her up and put her in the bed after we hooked her up to a monitor and confirmed the flat line. The funeral home would pick her up after the family made it over.
What I saw when I looked at her was someone who had been sick for quite sometime. She was already turning blue/purple around the mouth and hands when we got there. I was sad and intrigued at the same time. Her eyes were peeking open and I wanted to close them, but I couldn't/didn't want to touch her. I wasn't ready for that yet.
The last time I touched something that had just died was when my Animal Physiology teacher euphemized some lab mice. They were still warm and that kindof freaked me out. I got over it though, and went on to dissect it. I just didn't want to touch my first code, feel any warmth, and be freaked out.
The thing that has been on my mind the last 2 days is why someone would choose to sign a DNR or a family would choose to have a DNR for a member, even when they are young. I knew this woman was sick, but I didn't think she was bad off enough to have a DNR. All of us in that room that night agreed upon this fact. Could it be because she was mentally handicapped? Who knows? But even still it was odd to think that we legally couldn't work to restore life in this woman's body. She didn't even look 46. To me, she looked 30.
All in all, it was an experience that I knew was going to occur. It was inevitable. I still don't know how to feel. We didn't even do anything but put her on the monitor, so I still have to experience a code where we have to work at bringing them back even if it seems hopeless.
All that's left is to pray for the family. Pray for comfort in this time of loss.
First, there was a lady who was an alcoholic. She made it sound like she was in withdrawl, but then we found out she had just quit drinking the night before. She had been a drinker for 10 years. She needed a new liver. The fact that she had been continuously drinking for 4 days and hates food, thus hadn't eaten any for the past 4 days, made all of it a bad combination. She was weak and could hardly walk. She had just been to the hospital not 3 days before.
The last call of the day was my first code. The call comes out as an unconsious 46-yr-old. We jump in and drive to the health care facility that she is in, and on the way it is announced that she may have a DNR (Do Not Resuscitate order) and that she is not breathing. CPR is started but discontinued before we get there when the order is brought forth.
The patient was a lady who I had picked up not a month ago for breathing difficulties. She was mentally handicapped and gone from the world. I didn't know how to feel when I walked into the room and found her dead on the floor with the firefighters standing over her. Everyone in the room had come to her aid at some point during their career. Now she was gone.
I have seen a dead person before in funerals and wakes, but never one who has just died. I didn't touch her, but the fire fighters and my partners lifted her up and put her in the bed after we hooked her up to a monitor and confirmed the flat line. The funeral home would pick her up after the family made it over.
What I saw when I looked at her was someone who had been sick for quite sometime. She was already turning blue/purple around the mouth and hands when we got there. I was sad and intrigued at the same time. Her eyes were peeking open and I wanted to close them, but I couldn't/didn't want to touch her. I wasn't ready for that yet.
The last time I touched something that had just died was when my Animal Physiology teacher euphemized some lab mice. They were still warm and that kindof freaked me out. I got over it though, and went on to dissect it. I just didn't want to touch my first code, feel any warmth, and be freaked out.
The thing that has been on my mind the last 2 days is why someone would choose to sign a DNR or a family would choose to have a DNR for a member, even when they are young. I knew this woman was sick, but I didn't think she was bad off enough to have a DNR. All of us in that room that night agreed upon this fact. Could it be because she was mentally handicapped? Who knows? But even still it was odd to think that we legally couldn't work to restore life in this woman's body. She didn't even look 46. To me, she looked 30.
All in all, it was an experience that I knew was going to occur. It was inevitable. I still don't know how to feel. We didn't even do anything but put her on the monitor, so I still have to experience a code where we have to work at bringing them back even if it seems hopeless.
All that's left is to pray for the family. Pray for comfort in this time of loss.
Friday, March 18, 2005
Med School Interview
Today, I went to ECU for a medical school interview. I thought it went quite well. Better than last time. There were a few differences this time though.
First of all, I was prepared and knew what was coming. I still felt nervous, but I understood the process.
Next, I enjoyed interviewing with both of the people this time. The first lady was really nice. She was enjoyable to talk to and I felt really comfortable with her. It was the second person that I interviewed that was the best part.
Before I get into that, I noticed a few different things about my experience in other aspects. They moved the admissions office for one, into a better area: on the same floor as the medical school classes. Dr. Peden also had his lower leg amputated due to cancer. He didn't want to endure the very hard chemo again (this was a second occurence). Lastly, the tour was longer and more in depth than last time.
I found out some really important things about the fact that I would be married when I started if I get in. It's actually a really good thing. Especially since everyone who is already married think its a great thing to have someone to come home to. They also have a spousal support group for spouses of BSOM (ECU Brody School of Medicine) students. They really try hard to make everyone whether married or single feel important and welcome. They know that married students still want friends and study partners and try hard not to let them being married make them become loners. This really excites me!
Now back to the 2nd interviewer. Everything was going great. Then Dr. Patton threw me a couple of curve balls with a couple of scenario questions. He asked me if I couldn't be a doctor, what would I do. I had rehearsed myself for answers like that. I told him I still wanted to do something in the health professions field. Then he came up with a scenario that if all the med schools I had applied for accepted me and they all had the same financial draws, why would I choose BSOM. Well, I knew that BSOM was a best fit for me and really meets my needs for my future goals. Then came the question I hadn't prepared for. Why wouldn't I choose BSOM over the others. That was a toughy. I told him that maybe because someone might not recognize the prestige of ECU (not that ECU wasn't prestigious) like they might of UNC or Duke. I also said because they might accept me easier because of a greater class size. Either way, I was nervous. He told me that I didn't need to rationalize my answers because he had opened up that barrel of monkeys. I felt fine about my answers.
The whole kicker came when he asked me what drives me. I thought for a second. I knew in my heart what drove me. It was God. Should I say that though? What if he wasn't religious? He was going to represent me to the committee. What if I offended him?
I decided that I shouldn't be scared of my convictions. I started on the conservative side and said that I was a religious person. He asked me to clarify. So I said that I was a Christian and told him that God's will and purpose for me is what drives me. I continued to tell him that the only reason I feel I have a purpose in life was because God gives me one. At this point, the interviewer started to fumble around like he was looking for something. He finally pulled out one of his business cards and wrote a URL on it. He explained to me that the URL was one of the Christian Medical Dental Association and that he too was a Christian (much to my relief!). I then told him that I was also looking forwards to going to ECU because of the Greenville Church of Christ. I had told him early that I was actively involved in lots of things in my home church. He said he had a good friend whom he had the best religious discussions with who went to that church. I was absolutely amazed.
At the end of the interview, he made it a point to ask if he could say the interview was officially over. I said yes. Then came the best part of the whole day. He asked me, "Would you like to pray?" I almost went into shock. Of course I wanted to pray with him! He said he loved meeting other brothers and sisters in Christ. We held hands across his desk and I listened as he prayed for me. He prayed for my effort to get in, for it to be successful should it be God's will, he prayed for Rodney and I. I wanted to cry. But, I kept my emotions inside. I was just so happy for this wonderful experience. We hugged on the way out and I told him that I definitely show my face should I get in. Overall, it was just so wonderful that I had met another Christian doctor.
All in all, today was the most positive experience I've had in all my medical school pursuits. I am glad God put me there. Thankyou Jesus and Amen!
First of all, I was prepared and knew what was coming. I still felt nervous, but I understood the process.
Next, I enjoyed interviewing with both of the people this time. The first lady was really nice. She was enjoyable to talk to and I felt really comfortable with her. It was the second person that I interviewed that was the best part.
Before I get into that, I noticed a few different things about my experience in other aspects. They moved the admissions office for one, into a better area: on the same floor as the medical school classes. Dr. Peden also had his lower leg amputated due to cancer. He didn't want to endure the very hard chemo again (this was a second occurence). Lastly, the tour was longer and more in depth than last time.
I found out some really important things about the fact that I would be married when I started if I get in. It's actually a really good thing. Especially since everyone who is already married think its a great thing to have someone to come home to. They also have a spousal support group for spouses of BSOM (ECU Brody School of Medicine) students. They really try hard to make everyone whether married or single feel important and welcome. They know that married students still want friends and study partners and try hard not to let them being married make them become loners. This really excites me!
Now back to the 2nd interviewer. Everything was going great. Then Dr. Patton threw me a couple of curve balls with a couple of scenario questions. He asked me if I couldn't be a doctor, what would I do. I had rehearsed myself for answers like that. I told him I still wanted to do something in the health professions field. Then he came up with a scenario that if all the med schools I had applied for accepted me and they all had the same financial draws, why would I choose BSOM. Well, I knew that BSOM was a best fit for me and really meets my needs for my future goals. Then came the question I hadn't prepared for. Why wouldn't I choose BSOM over the others. That was a toughy. I told him that maybe because someone might not recognize the prestige of ECU (not that ECU wasn't prestigious) like they might of UNC or Duke. I also said because they might accept me easier because of a greater class size. Either way, I was nervous. He told me that I didn't need to rationalize my answers because he had opened up that barrel of monkeys. I felt fine about my answers.
The whole kicker came when he asked me what drives me. I thought for a second. I knew in my heart what drove me. It was God. Should I say that though? What if he wasn't religious? He was going to represent me to the committee. What if I offended him?
I decided that I shouldn't be scared of my convictions. I started on the conservative side and said that I was a religious person. He asked me to clarify. So I said that I was a Christian and told him that God's will and purpose for me is what drives me. I continued to tell him that the only reason I feel I have a purpose in life was because God gives me one. At this point, the interviewer started to fumble around like he was looking for something. He finally pulled out one of his business cards and wrote a URL on it. He explained to me that the URL was one of the Christian Medical Dental Association and that he too was a Christian (much to my relief!). I then told him that I was also looking forwards to going to ECU because of the Greenville Church of Christ. I had told him early that I was actively involved in lots of things in my home church. He said he had a good friend whom he had the best religious discussions with who went to that church. I was absolutely amazed.
At the end of the interview, he made it a point to ask if he could say the interview was officially over. I said yes. Then came the best part of the whole day. He asked me, "Would you like to pray?" I almost went into shock. Of course I wanted to pray with him! He said he loved meeting other brothers and sisters in Christ. We held hands across his desk and I listened as he prayed for me. He prayed for my effort to get in, for it to be successful should it be God's will, he prayed for Rodney and I. I wanted to cry. But, I kept my emotions inside. I was just so happy for this wonderful experience. We hugged on the way out and I told him that I definitely show my face should I get in. Overall, it was just so wonderful that I had met another Christian doctor.
All in all, today was the most positive experience I've had in all my medical school pursuits. I am glad God put me there. Thankyou Jesus and Amen!
Monday, March 14, 2005
Grandma & A Murderer on the Loose
My family and I went to Atlanta last Thursday because my grandma was scheduled to have hip replacement there. It was a scary thought, thinking that my 77 yr old grandma was going under the knife for such a large operation, but I knew everything would be fine.
Last Monday, grandma had driven up to Raleigh from Fayetteville to catch her flight. She had just found out that we were going down to Atlanta to be there behind her during her surgery. Her comment was, "The only thing you're going to be behind is my hearse..." in a joking matter of course. What a way to think! Of course I told her that wouldn't be the case! She was limping really bad and her pain on a scale from 1 to 10 was a 10, the worst.
The trip down wasn't too bad except that I lost one of my good earrings. I loved those things. I have never had anything fall out of my ear before so I got upset. We looked for it on the way home, but haven't found it (it might still be in the car, who knows?).
Anyways, we got to the hotel and found out that someone had stayed over in our room. Thus, we had no room. On the weekend. The same weekend as the SEC tournament (NCAAB). Luckily, they had a few rooms left, but the guy messed up and gave us a room for 2 instead of 4. We went up to the room to discover that fact and then went right back down to fix the problem. Finally, they just upgraded us. Yea for mistakes!
We ate with grandma and my aunt at my aunts house. It was some good eatin'. I love being from the South. The next morning we got up to a hot Continental Breakfast and found out that a major shooting had occurred in Atlanta. Yes, Mr. Nichols was on the loose after killing 3 people. Of course this kindof of thing would happen just when we happen to come to town. Nerves rose, but we decided not to live in fear. What kindof life would that be?
We met grandma at the hospital at about 12:30pm and sat with her until they took her back to pre-op preparation. Dad went back there and annointed her with oil and prayed with her. A little while later, we were all called back to give her kisses and pray as a family right before they rolled her in.
Piedmont Hospital was a pretty awesome hospital. They gave us updates every so often during her surgery. It was a relief to know everything was going well. We all hung out in waiting area playing cards all afternoon. Rummy was the game of choice, and we were pretty much rummied-out by the end of the 4 hours.
We got word that she was out of surgery, everything was successful, and that all we had to do to see her was to wait for her to get out of recovery. When we first saw her in her room, it was amazing. I have never seen someone look so good right out of surgery. It was a wonderful answer to so many people's prayers!
We left the hospital at about 9pm, caught a late dinner, and then headed back to our hotel for a Nichol's update. That, however, took longer than expected as we got lost, drove south instead of north and drove right through downtown, where the shootings had taken place and where they found the Honda a few hours later that he had highjacked by pistol-whipping the driver. Scary? Yes. Cool? No. We did make it back to the hotel ok.
The next morning, we found out that Mr. Nichols had taken a train to a mall not but 10 minutes away from our area, killed someone at a home they were building, and then kidnapped and held a woman hostage. All of this was within the Buckhead area, the very area we were staying in. Thank goodness they had caught him. It did unnerve me though.
Grandma looked great Saturday! She even got up and walked a few times. We spent some time with her and then took a break in the afternoon. We ate lunch at a bison place, where I, yes I, ate real buffalo meat. It was in a chile, but I also tried some of Dad's buffalo meatloaf. Interesting. Slightly drier than beef, but not bad.
We came back around dinner and spent a few more hours and then left her to sleep. We came back for the last time early Sunday where we watched grandma walk 120ft! Granted she only has to walk 90ft by the time she leaves the hospital, it was amazing! Hopefully, she'll be released in the next couple of days. We also watched the occupational therapist show her how to dress, etc. Some genious came up with these awesome tools for people who can't bend their hip past 90 degrees until healed.
We visited a Church of Christ that was bigger than ours in North Atlanta and then headed home. All in all, it was a good trip. We fulfilled our purpose for being there for grandma. I did learn that I couldn't do much longer than 7 and a half hours in a family car ride. Especially in a small Ford Focus Wagon. Amen.
Did I mention the staggering number of Kentucky fans at the hotel? Old people decked out college crazies paraphernalia such as blue wigs and lays are scary. Yes, it's true.
Overall, I am looking forwards to grandma being able to walk without pain! Continued prayers for my grandma's recovery would be greatly appreciated.
Last Monday, grandma had driven up to Raleigh from Fayetteville to catch her flight. She had just found out that we were going down to Atlanta to be there behind her during her surgery. Her comment was, "The only thing you're going to be behind is my hearse..." in a joking matter of course. What a way to think! Of course I told her that wouldn't be the case! She was limping really bad and her pain on a scale from 1 to 10 was a 10, the worst.
The trip down wasn't too bad except that I lost one of my good earrings. I loved those things. I have never had anything fall out of my ear before so I got upset. We looked for it on the way home, but haven't found it (it might still be in the car, who knows?).
Anyways, we got to the hotel and found out that someone had stayed over in our room. Thus, we had no room. On the weekend. The same weekend as the SEC tournament (NCAAB). Luckily, they had a few rooms left, but the guy messed up and gave us a room for 2 instead of 4. We went up to the room to discover that fact and then went right back down to fix the problem. Finally, they just upgraded us. Yea for mistakes!
We ate with grandma and my aunt at my aunts house. It was some good eatin'. I love being from the South. The next morning we got up to a hot Continental Breakfast and found out that a major shooting had occurred in Atlanta. Yes, Mr. Nichols was on the loose after killing 3 people. Of course this kindof of thing would happen just when we happen to come to town. Nerves rose, but we decided not to live in fear. What kindof life would that be?
We met grandma at the hospital at about 12:30pm and sat with her until they took her back to pre-op preparation. Dad went back there and annointed her with oil and prayed with her. A little while later, we were all called back to give her kisses and pray as a family right before they rolled her in.
Piedmont Hospital was a pretty awesome hospital. They gave us updates every so often during her surgery. It was a relief to know everything was going well. We all hung out in waiting area playing cards all afternoon. Rummy was the game of choice, and we were pretty much rummied-out by the end of the 4 hours.
We got word that she was out of surgery, everything was successful, and that all we had to do to see her was to wait for her to get out of recovery. When we first saw her in her room, it was amazing. I have never seen someone look so good right out of surgery. It was a wonderful answer to so many people's prayers!
We left the hospital at about 9pm, caught a late dinner, and then headed back to our hotel for a Nichol's update. That, however, took longer than expected as we got lost, drove south instead of north and drove right through downtown, where the shootings had taken place and where they found the Honda a few hours later that he had highjacked by pistol-whipping the driver. Scary? Yes. Cool? No. We did make it back to the hotel ok.
The next morning, we found out that Mr. Nichols had taken a train to a mall not but 10 minutes away from our area, killed someone at a home they were building, and then kidnapped and held a woman hostage. All of this was within the Buckhead area, the very area we were staying in. Thank goodness they had caught him. It did unnerve me though.
Grandma looked great Saturday! She even got up and walked a few times. We spent some time with her and then took a break in the afternoon. We ate lunch at a bison place, where I, yes I, ate real buffalo meat. It was in a chile, but I also tried some of Dad's buffalo meatloaf. Interesting. Slightly drier than beef, but not bad.
We came back around dinner and spent a few more hours and then left her to sleep. We came back for the last time early Sunday where we watched grandma walk 120ft! Granted she only has to walk 90ft by the time she leaves the hospital, it was amazing! Hopefully, she'll be released in the next couple of days. We also watched the occupational therapist show her how to dress, etc. Some genious came up with these awesome tools for people who can't bend their hip past 90 degrees until healed.
We visited a Church of Christ that was bigger than ours in North Atlanta and then headed home. All in all, it was a good trip. We fulfilled our purpose for being there for grandma. I did learn that I couldn't do much longer than 7 and a half hours in a family car ride. Especially in a small Ford Focus Wagon. Amen.
Did I mention the staggering number of Kentucky fans at the hotel? Old people decked out college crazies paraphernalia such as blue wigs and lays are scary. Yes, it's true.
Overall, I am looking forwards to grandma being able to walk without pain! Continued prayers for my grandma's recovery would be greatly appreciated.
Wednesday, March 09, 2005
Quiz
Monday, March 07, 2005
update on the wedding
So, I am much relieved that I can put quite a number of huge check marks on my list for stuff to do for the wedding. I have an awesome director who just keeps me in line and makes me get stuff done. Boy, am I glad I have her doing that. Otherwise, I would be sooo slack.
The weekend before this past weekend, I met up with the majority of my bridesmaids. I was so glad when everyone showed up because I wasn't sure if everyone would find it, etc. We had a blast over lunch (on me, of course) just talking and catching up. Then we headed over to David's Bridal in Greensboro and they tried on tops for their "dresses." I had so much fun watching them try on stuff. It was cool because they had a choice and I got a preview and the chance to express my opinion (which is a good thing for a bride.... as long as they aren't becoming bridezilla). I took pictures, we hung out, and overall just had fun. Everyone ended up picking a different top which really excites me. They are all going to be so beautiful! On top of all that I got to ride there and back with Andrea which was a lot of fun. It was nice to catch up and hang out with everyone. I miss you all soooo much!
Well, last Monday, after getting all the bridesmaid dresses, I dragged Rodney over to After Hours formal wear and we picked the tuxes. Big Check Mark Number 2. The groomsmen, with the exception of Bob, will all be wearing the matching apple red vests (the bridesmaids are wearing that red) as well as my brother Tim, an usher. The Dads will be wearing a dark blue vest, and Rodney will be wearing platinum. It was fun watching Rodney get measured!
Then, this past weekend, we got registered!!! Finally! Our first stop was Bed, Bath, and Beyond. The majority of our stuff is from there. We even got our flatware from there. It was a blast picking out stuff. I think we spent like 2 and a half hours there.
Then we went to Kohl's. They used to be an awesome place to register, but the amount of good stuff there has seemingly decreased. We still did register for some stuff there, but not as much as I had anticipated. It was trying to get our stuff downloaded from the scanner that became the hassle. It took them 30 minutes to close out our scanning. Apparently, there was no one there who really knew how to mess with the scanner. We ended up being late for our 2 o'clock appointment at Belk. Which was our third stop.
I didn't really think I would register for a lot of stuff at Belk, but we found our dishes! That was the biggest thing. It is the Linea Pfaltzgraff pattern. I checked out our pattern on Pfaltzgraff.com and the price is actually better there, so we registered at that website too. It had a couple pieces that weren't at Belk, but Belk had a couple of pieces not on the website. You can probably find our pattern at the outlet in Burlington and/or Smithfield. Here is a picture of our pattern: http://www.pfaltzgraff.com/profiles/catalog/search.asp?UID=2005030714125911&Query=Linea. I personally think it looks elegant, but not too much so that it couldn't be used on an everyday basis.
The last place we registered was at Dillard's yesterday. We actually got a good amount of stuff there too. We found some decorative towels and a good number of serving dishes we want/need.
Anyways, if you are wondering what we have registered for, you can go to any of those stores and search for my name, my fiance's name, or even our wedding date in their gift registries. You can also visit the stores online and search for us in the gift registries; they even offer free shipping! Otherwise, you can just come to the shower on May 21st!
Other than all of that, we are just hounding away at some of the details, hashing out ideas, and just slowly checking them all off. Our latest idea... perhaps a cake shaped like Minas Tirith with little LOTR figures and of course Aragorn and Arwen at the top. LOL.
The weekend before this past weekend, I met up with the majority of my bridesmaids. I was so glad when everyone showed up because I wasn't sure if everyone would find it, etc. We had a blast over lunch (on me, of course) just talking and catching up. Then we headed over to David's Bridal in Greensboro and they tried on tops for their "dresses." I had so much fun watching them try on stuff. It was cool because they had a choice and I got a preview and the chance to express my opinion (which is a good thing for a bride.... as long as they aren't becoming bridezilla). I took pictures, we hung out, and overall just had fun. Everyone ended up picking a different top which really excites me. They are all going to be so beautiful! On top of all that I got to ride there and back with Andrea which was a lot of fun. It was nice to catch up and hang out with everyone. I miss you all soooo much!
Well, last Monday, after getting all the bridesmaid dresses, I dragged Rodney over to After Hours formal wear and we picked the tuxes. Big Check Mark Number 2. The groomsmen, with the exception of Bob, will all be wearing the matching apple red vests (the bridesmaids are wearing that red) as well as my brother Tim, an usher. The Dads will be wearing a dark blue vest, and Rodney will be wearing platinum. It was fun watching Rodney get measured!
Then, this past weekend, we got registered!!! Finally! Our first stop was Bed, Bath, and Beyond. The majority of our stuff is from there. We even got our flatware from there. It was a blast picking out stuff. I think we spent like 2 and a half hours there.
Then we went to Kohl's. They used to be an awesome place to register, but the amount of good stuff there has seemingly decreased. We still did register for some stuff there, but not as much as I had anticipated. It was trying to get our stuff downloaded from the scanner that became the hassle. It took them 30 minutes to close out our scanning. Apparently, there was no one there who really knew how to mess with the scanner. We ended up being late for our 2 o'clock appointment at Belk. Which was our third stop.
I didn't really think I would register for a lot of stuff at Belk, but we found our dishes! That was the biggest thing. It is the Linea Pfaltzgraff pattern. I checked out our pattern on Pfaltzgraff.com and the price is actually better there, so we registered at that website too. It had a couple pieces that weren't at Belk, but Belk had a couple of pieces not on the website. You can probably find our pattern at the outlet in Burlington and/or Smithfield. Here is a picture of our pattern: http://www.pfaltzgraff.com/profiles/catalog/search.asp?UID=2005030714125911&Query=Linea. I personally think it looks elegant, but not too much so that it couldn't be used on an everyday basis.
The last place we registered was at Dillard's yesterday. We actually got a good amount of stuff there too. We found some decorative towels and a good number of serving dishes we want/need.
Anyways, if you are wondering what we have registered for, you can go to any of those stores and search for my name, my fiance's name, or even our wedding date in their gift registries. You can also visit the stores online and search for us in the gift registries; they even offer free shipping! Otherwise, you can just come to the shower on May 21st!
Other than all of that, we are just hounding away at some of the details, hashing out ideas, and just slowly checking them all off. Our latest idea... perhaps a cake shaped like Minas Tirith with little LOTR figures and of course Aragorn and Arwen at the top. LOL.
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