The road to walking down the aisle is paved with...

morning everyone

so...my future in-laws arrive tomorrow, and the mean cheese arrives tonight, so soon...very soon the quiet house will be no more, it will be filled with family for the next week straight.

now, I am really private so any house guest situation always has me nervous, not upset mind you, but nervous....I think I get this from my mom.

Last night I was in near tears and said to my bubs "I'm so nervous about this week" and in his wonderful way he asked me honestly "why are you nervous? everything will be fine." I know he's right, in my head I know it.

So..................the other day we went downtown to the courthouse to get our marriage license, we wanted to get there early, before 9:00am so we would not have to wait. So we get downtown and it's about 8:50 and we find a parking spot on the street only a couple blocks away...

it's a nice day, no rain, but cold as we trek to the courthouse, once there we realize that the woman issuing our license is one of my bubs' best friends mom. It really is a small world/big city kind of moment.

so we fill out the paperwork, take the oath where we have to swear we are not cousins (yeah...I don;t remember having to do this in NH for my first wedding....is there a big problem of cousins trying to marry each other in Ohio??). Then we pay our money and we are out the door...it was quick and painless....we are back outside at 9:15am, in that short time it has warmed up a bit and the walk back to the van is nice, we're both feeling good, a weight has been lifted off of us as really we are now "this close" to being married.

Then as we are walking my bubs says to me...."where's the van?"

Um...yeah, the van was gone.

My heart starts going crazy, we walk up and down the street again...did we somehow miss it in our marriage haze...no, the van is no longer there.

now, the van is crappy and I can;t believe anyone in their right mind would steal it, but where could it be??? We put more than enough money in the meter, 2 hours worth.

So we run across the street to a parking lot attendant and security guard.

We ask if he saw our white van....he was out there when we parked not 30 minutes ago and walked right by him. he tells us "yeah, they towed it"

WHAT????

Why did they do that?

He tells us we were not supposed to park there before 9:00am

Oh fuck.....

well my bubs and I are st a loss...where do we go, who do we talk to???

he tells us with no remorse in his voice, "you need to talk to the city"

well what in the hell does that mean??? scream to the buildings, the sidewalk, the Somali Sausage vendor on the corner????

He then goes on to explain that we have to go to the impound lot to get it back, he goves us directions to get there, at first he tells us it's 3 blocks, but then tells us it's 5 blocks, and then another 2 blocks...

well we get the directions and we start walking....now we are fans of walking that does not bother us, but he obviously has no clue what a city block really is, because this was more like 10 blocks and then another 4...but whatever.

luckily I am not wearing heels.

So we get to the impound lot, and go inside....and they tell us it will be $175 to get the car back.

sigh.................................

how f-ing ridiculous is that??? I mean really, first they tow us for 10 minutes...and now we have to pay $175 when the van has not even been there a full hour.

we pay the money, we have to

we leave, we sulk, we swear....how did our good day go so bad...how did the $60 license turn into a several hundred dollar fiasco???

so that was our Wednesday...our last "day off" before the insanity...sounds relaxing, huh??

oh well....it's our luck right??? We always joke that we used up any good luck we might have had in finding each other again...no wonder everything else sucks.

I will try to update again before the wedding...which is 5 days away. I keep wondering if I should stop eating now so I can look just a little thinner for the ceremony???