So far, we've got our reception venue booked (we booked it exactly two years to the day!) which also happens to be our ceremony location and caterer. So that's a big thing checked off the list. Next up is photographer, DJ, officiant and florist, and once we're at the year mark, pretty much everything else is full speed ahead.
I love having all this time because honestly, I don't want to spend all my time wedding planning. So I'll spend a couple days here, a couple days there, meet with vendors every three months, and hopefully that will all add up to a wedding. It's also nice because no one is booked up right now, so pretty much anything we want, we don't have to compete for.
Now, onto today's Blog Every Day in January! Today's topic is funny stories, and there are pretty much always three go-to stories I have. I know there are more (obviously...or my life would be really sad) but these ones are classic.
1. The first one happened when I was 11 or 12. I was in St. Louis with my dad, brother and two stepbrothers. At the time, they were about 9, and the youngest one, Max, was probably....6? So we're in my dad's convertible headed somewhere to fly kites or something, and Max starts crying because he wants to keep his shoes wheelies on, but my dad says he can't because they'll get stuck in the grass. (Remember the wheelie shoes?!)
I don't know how it happened, but Max said or did something that prompted the older boys to start teasing him. It could have been that he laughed wrong or something. With brothers, it doesn't really take much. So whatever he did, they started teasing him and calling him "special." Of course, in their 9-year-old heads, they meant it as an insult.
My dad tried to help the situation. He said, "Don't listen to them Max, you're not special."
At that, Max burst into tears. "I am special, Ken! I am special!" My dad couldn't really say anything except "...okay. You're special..." Clearly Max only knew one meaning of the word. To this day I can still hear how upset Max got at my dad and how surprised he was that the other brothers were complimenting him.
2. The second one happened when my brother was 2. He was a very curious toddler, and he got into just about anything. Well, one day my aunt couldn't find her pager. She looked and looked for it, but it was missing for days. The worst part was that she could hear it, but still couldn't find it. She knew it was coming from the kitchen.
No one found it until my aunt went to butter some toast, and discovered my brother had shoved her pager down into the container of "I Can't Believe it's not Butter!"
He also threw my uncle's car keys in a box of cereal and shoved pizza down the heating vent. No one believed him when he proclaimed "Pizza down there! Pizza down there!" But he was telling the truth.
3. This last story happened the summer before last. I have no idea if it's as funny if you don't know these people, but I laugh every time I think about it.
One of my friends thought she had pink eye, and because she has an eye condition, it could be very serious. So I left Tom's cousin's graduation party to take her to the doctor. He checked out her eye, gave her some eye drops and told her to call him the next day.
Fast-forward to the next day. My friend calls the doctor because she has some questions. She says, "Hi, I'm calling to update you about my eye. I also had some questions." He says, "Okay?" So she starts listing some questions, like "How often should I take the eye drops?" "What if the eye still looks red?" "Can I wear makeup?" And the doctor never seems to give her a confident answer. She also describes how the eye is doing, to which he responds "Okay," and "That's good." Finally she gets upset and asks, "Well should I go to the office again?" And he says, "I don't know, maybe you should ask Heather."
Waaaaiiitttt.
She checks her phone. She did not call the doctor. She called...Tom! Like, my fiancé Tom lol. His number was in her phone because the day before, when I was at the graduation party, she couldn't get ahold of me. I had left Tom's number for them to call if they couldn't get ahold of me, and she thought it was the doctor's number!
I laughed so hard when I heard that story. I retell it all the time.
And a video that never fails to make me laugh:
Happy weekend!
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