Sorry girls im venting.
First my day started with a messed up printer, so now I can't print my invites off untill I take the ink back because it's not printing the right color. The red is commin out yellow, joy. Then I go to leave for a vendor appt. and my car. won't. start. Come on REALLY, like I needed that.
Then FI get's home (after I told him earlier it wasn't starting) with out ANY tools to figure out what is wrong with. uggg but whateve he wanted to see if it was a guick fix before he started lugging tools home. Fine I get that, I don't wanna load my trunk up with sewing supplies if im not gonna need to use them for class either. But then he get a phone call like an hour after he looks at the car, talks for about an hour gets off comes back and joins the conversation, Jon asked what was wrong with my car I said I don't know ken's gotta look at it tomorrow when has tools to figure it out. FI say oops I messed up. Ok not something I wanna hear is reference to my car. I ask him what wrong. His reply: I forgot about your car. I just told Carl I look at his daughter AC tomorrow befor she goes to Chicago on saturday. WTFH, are you kidding me! It's was only an hour ago! seriously! Now I might have to find a way to work on saturday, im not happy.
And on top of that my best friend is employing the help of my mom, FMIL and FSIL to help with my shower. Awesome, cool, fine glad their all willing to help do this for me. But is there something wrong with just communicating with each other. I somehow ended up in the middle of them realying (sp?) messages back and forth. It makes me feel like im planning my own shower, which I feel very strange about and its mildly inconvenient during my finals time.
Today was just not my day at all. Thank God theres always the hope that tomorrow will be better. Im am soooo ready to just sleep forever.

165 Invited

9 are ready to party

0 Aren't coming

156 Can't find their mail box
RSVP Deadline: September 19th
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