No cigar...Yeah? Well, I don't smoke anyways.

So my husband and I just came back from seeing some houses and this is our second time that we are just astounded how photographers know all the right angles and how to make many houses aesthetically pleasant-looking in pictures. We have yet to find the house we will call home for many years to come but right now I feel like we are Goldilocks "too cold, too hot...too small, too big...too fucking ugly." Where is our "just perfect"?!

Side note: Husband just asked me what I was doing and I said blogging and he just passed gas and said "Blog about that..." He's just sooooo romantic. -_-

 I will not be depressed about this. With all good things, it takes time, I mean Iovan waited 8 years to put a ring on it...but let it be clear it's a pretty GORGEOUS ring. ;) So I'm sure we will find it. I have no fear.

In other news, baby Daisy is gonna get spayed tomorrow, so mini panic attacks, imagination running wild, and itchy armpits (yes, that happens when I'm nervous. yes, I know that's weird)  have been happening for the past week. I know that this is an everyday procedure but I don't like that thing I have to sign before turning in my pitboo. Something along the lines of  "...and your dog can die during surgery...sorry." UUUUUUUGH! I know they have to say that but damn it, way to freak out a mother. I decided to go to a cute pet store and buy her a "i'm sorry I just had people take your womanhood" present.  Hope she likes it. :/

Side Note: I love those AT&T commercials with the little kids.

Well, gotta go to sleep soon. Have to be at the Spay/Neuter clinic at 7:15 am, all bright eyed and bushy-tailed.

P.S. I'm gonna pray for the hobo that called me a cocksucker yesterday, which I thought was hilarious and I took no offense to it because I think the guy was schizo, and my friend Alex, poor guy seems lost most of the time

Gonna pray extra hard and gonna love extra hard.

♥

Mrs. Plascencia

I'm absolutely the happiest girl in the world. And no, you don't have to be married to be happy but I'm soaking up this beautiful sun and I'm excited about life. I keep taking one moment at a time and each time is better than the last one. Even before I married my best friend, I was happy. I have my health, my family, a job that lets me enjoy other things in life.

I can't say that I know what married life is for now because at the moment we are in search of our humble abode but I know it's gonna be amazing. I really wish people can keep their negative comments to themselves too. I don't want to hear "marriage is hard, I hope you know what you got yourself into." Or "I think marriage is a waste of time" I can't and won't even start thinking my life in such a negative way. I know I must be realistic but I cannot worry about bad things that haven't even happened (you have no idea how hard it was to type that last sentence because I don't even want to put those words out there). Marrying my husband (which I think the word husband is such an understatement for what I think about Iovan) is the best thing I've done in my life. Our love has created so many memorable moments and I'm so grateful. Whatever comes our way, I know that we will embrace it. I know that whatever is thrown our way good or good, it will only make us stronger and better. My husband, the love of my existence, my world, my heart is such an amazing man, I can only imagine that our life together as a family will be 15 million times amazing.

I do

Whirlwind of emotions, love is in the air and I'm soaking it all in. Of course, this has come as a surprise to everyone but I knew what direction my life was going in when I met Iovan. I knew that once we got engaged, we could have practically gotten married that same day but because of the law we need a marriage license first and that just puts a halt to everything.

I can't even begin to describe what happened yesterday...it all seems so cloudy, so dreamy, like at any moment I can wake up and not find that wedding band on my left hand and still have "Garcia" on Facebook, and you damn well know that it's not official until Facebook says it is. Lol. Stupid social media site.

So it's Monday now and I'm just now trying to let my feet touch the ground because I have been living on cloud nine since last Tuesday when I got engaged. Lol. I seriously could have said in my wedding day that I felt like I had just gotten engaged three days ago because I did. :) I can't even begin to recant what happened on Friday. I remember waking up to more heart shaped pancakes (oh, mother, lol). I don't even remember finishing my breakfast. So I went back to my room and sat on my bed to pray. I prayed for so much and I thanked Him for all the blessings I have been receiving. Butterflies settled down but then I needed to get in my dress and the butterflies came back but with friends.

So this is what I remember: taking the pins off my hair, squealing with my sisters, running late, my dad banging on the front door bc we were running late. My dear sweet friend Michu catching me while I'm running out the door to tell me how happy she is for me and that she wishes me so many good things. I appreciate her dearly. Then off to the courthouse we went. I needed to call my nerves so I put on my headphones and started to listen to some above and beyond (thank goodness for trance). We got there and honestly thought I was the only one getting married but there were so many people there. Love is in the air and random people were congratulating us. Thankful for them.

First person I saw was my sweet brother-in-law, who tells me "You can still run...", told you he was sweet. A crowd of people were by the door and there he was, looking just as happy and nervous as me. My heart flipped flopped and I knew this was it, this is were I needed to be. They had given us a number, which they were gonna call us with for our private ceremony. We were still waiting to be called but it was fine bc my sister-in-law and brother in-law hadn't arrived. I was happy, he was holding my hand and that was keeping me sane.

I figured by now I would be a big sobbing mess but I still hadn't processed it all. Finally, my cute sister-in-law had arrived with my beautiful bouquet, words cannot describe how thankful I was for her.

And that's when we heard "couple number 6...."

I was still intact, I was not crying, I was smiling and joyful. We were greeted by this sweet petite judge and we all exchanged pleasantries. We all went to our places and then she began, "Family and friends, we are gathered here today..."

That's when I lost it.

As tears were strolling down my cheek, choking on my vows, all I could remember was his face, and how throughout the whole ceremony I saw before my eyes we were transforming into one. We were promising to love and cherish each other for as long as we both shall live and then in a matter of minutes we became a family. It all became like a dream, it was one of the most beautiful moments I had ever had with him. I'm so thankful for everything. I was marrying my best friend, my lover, the future father of my children.

After that, the whole day was spent with my family, who are my EXTRA special people. Because you all know that everyone besides my family are special to me.

In all honesty, I wish I could have invited everyone but our wallets are just not in it. Having to share these moments with the people I love would have been what I wanted the most. But Iovan and I think it's better to have the smallest ceremony possible so that we can start our life together with no debt. Don't get me wrong, I love big weddings, but sometimes I just don't see the point of it when people with limited resources go all out, which in return stresses them out, leaves them broke, and only lasts not even a whole day. In the end, the wedding becomes more about other people having fun and the newlyweds are trying to make sure their uncles don't get really drunk and have to keep chasing a photographer so that they can capture a specific moment they want. I know I don't have to explain myself but I don't want anyone to think that I'm completely disregarding the rest of my extended family and close friends. I love you all and I hope you know that.

And for the one hundredth time, we are not pregnant. -_-

Just know that we, my husband and I, are extremely grateful for all your beautiful thoughts and congratulations. We hold them dear to our heart.


Love, Mrs. Plascencia.

Did today just happen?

I thought waking up with two big butts (I do not lie) on my face would be the highlight of my day. Waking up late lounging around in my workout clothes like if I had any intention of working out was my idea of spending the afternoon. But I had a list of things to do: clean dishes, laundry, walk the dogs, errands, clean room (or attempt to). Running hours behind, I figure I could skip some but I crammed. I do not like procrastination but I master it. Dishes cleaned, boom. Laundry done, boom. Run with the dogs, boom boom. Clean room...meh. Errands not needed to be done, phew. I had asked my sister to run errands with me and she'd get free starbucks, but since errands were canceled, I figured I'd still take her out.

We walked and talked, mostly about absolutely nothing but still something, if you know what I mean. I love her. We sat at starbucks and shared a pastry. At that moment, I thought that would be the highlight of my day and I thought, "that's not so bad." Got to the house just in time and my dad asks me to pick up doo doo in the backyard and I said "yes, THIS is the highlight."

Boyfriend calls me to walk with me and Duchess to the park.....

this part is a moment I will always cherish, and I love, even thinking about it makes me want to cry, but I shake and I mentally slap myself and I tell myself "get it together, the man of your dreams wants to marry you. stop being a crybaby. THAT WAS THE FREAKING HIGHLIGHT OF YOUR LIFE"

Maybe one day, I will share that story, but for now, I'll just let you know that the boy did good. Oh, did he ever.

Telling my dad, well, not knowing how we would tell him except shove the ring at his face and hoping for the best. We did not plan that well but it still worked out till the dust settled after my sister had blown it up with the scream of the year. My dad is super happy, my mom is ecstatic, his mom never failing to show her happiness for us, and my sisters have roller coaster emotions.

Seriously this is them:
 "Yay, we have an extra room now!"...five seconds later..."I can't believe she is leaving...::uncontrollable sobs:" ....."What color should we paint her room."......"Don't talk about this anymore, I'm gonna start crying...::tears streaming down cheeks::"


So even though this happened today, I think I'm gonna keep all of my memories and tears for one more day and then release them tomorrow. So when you are reading this, this happened yesterday and today I would have been someone's fiance for one whole day. Fiance, ooh la la.

How am I ever gonna sleep tonight.

If I had to describe my emotions with a song, this would be the perfect song right now...

Love is...

Making each other laugh, till it hurts...

Screaming for joy because a Girl Scout cookies stand is outside of Walmart and almost giving him a heart attack because I've might have screamed a little too loud...

Knowing that we are on each others mind more than food, and that is saying a lot...for me.

Stolen kisses in public places, pretending that no one is watching and if they are not giving one fu...

Creating rap groups in the middle of the street in the middle of the night..

Knowing that one of us (mainly me) is not going to make it through the whole night of drinking and putting them to bed so they can play some nba jam...(him)

Endless massages....they are never enough.