otherwise engaged.

a random mental scrapbook for things rescued from the detritus of everyday, maintained
by an impossibly romantic, oftentimes obsessive compulsive, but always incredibly
unfrazzled and beautiful (or so she'd like to think), bride-to-be.
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A woman who writes feels too much,those trances and portents!
As if cycles and children and islands weren't enough;
as if mourners and gossips and vegetables were never enough.
She thinks she can warn the stars. A writer is essentially
a spy. Dear love,
I am that girl. --from THE BLACK ART by Anne Sexton

Monday, October 11, 2004

Un(confirmed) reports

Alcuin was unable to push through with the confirmation yesterday. It turns out that you need a baptismal certificate before you can get confirmed. So he just went to the church he was baptised to apply for the certificate. Then he found out he can only apply for it on Tuesday because they don't issue baptismal certificates on Sundays. Don't the church people know we have work on weekdays?!!!

It's fortunate we have another chance on November 14 to get confirmed--but it's too tight--soon after we will have to go to the interview, then the 2- consecutive Sunday orientation. I would have loved for this to have been out of the way already. Today it's only 58 days till my wedding day! And I still have no idea for the invitations!!! Must finalize invites this week.

Talked to Gigi on the phone and found out that she had ordered her dress already. Her designer sounds great, I am thinking of having a second dress made, just for safety. My costurera seems to becoming impatient with me whenever I call or turn up at her place to ask questions--I think it has to do with my having my own opinions about the dress and not leaving it entirely up to her. What I would have wished for is somebody I can brainstorm with. I know I am a rather nice person to brainstorm with--it's been my job all these years to brainstorm with a concept partner, and yet the costurera does not seem to appreciate it. Worse, she had even pushed back our first fitting to the 26th. I am getting restless.