Yesterday (sunday….I’m a night owl, so at 2am “yesterday” is actually like two days ago), we had our first wedding “event.” The Sully Family (they’ve been close friends of the Hunt family forever) threw a wedding shower for Dave and I in the afternoon, and it was so fun because it was for families, not just the bride.

Let’s describe what’s going on here….we got two big jars of oreos and hershey kisses from Emily (what a great way to present the canisters we registered for!), a really pretty cake, and lots of little kids to play with.
One thing I sort of hate about the wedding process is the difference of attention and excitement directed toward the bride versus the groom. It seems like the expectations for the grooms in our culture is to seem defeated, like he is giving up his social life, and has finally succombed to the pressure to settle down, choose a wife, create a romantic proposal (including the diamond, of course), participate in the wedding of her dreams, and do whatever she wants for the rest of his life. Grooms lose, brides win.
I really don’t understand that, I don’t know how that would lead to a happy life together, and I dont understand why the groom can’t win, too. I guess that’s the attitude that helped me develop my approach to our entire relationship. I think I was the one who pursued Professor Lasertron all along. I decided he was my favorite person ever, so it logically followed that I created a romantic and special proposal (okay, I admit that I did buy a ring), and that I include him in the planning not only of our wedding but our marriage. Why wait? Why hint around trying to get him to give me what I want? Why not let him be an active participant in his own life?
So, we had a wedding shower. It was great to see all of the families–moms, dads, babies, toddlers, kids, grandmas, cousins, uncles, aunts, friends, everything in between. Opening gifts given so generously to us–both of us–really made it seem so real. We’re accumulating “our” things. It’s just the beginning.
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Tonight is awards night at Blair High School. Huge deal. Everyone goes. They give out all of the awards earned that year for academics, athletics, and other activities.
I’m soooo proud of him. It’s so cool to see him growing up, because as each year goes by we are becoming better and better friends. It will be painful to see him go to college (University of Nebraska-Lincoln) this fall, because it will really be my first time without having him around. I went to Dana College in Blair, where I grew up, so I have always been able to see him whenever I want.
At the awards ceremony tonight, I’m also presenting the award for Best Forensics Novice. I wont say much yet, but I will say that he was the only freshman in Nebraska to make it to state in an individual event this year! I get to sit up on the stage with the faculty….oh wait, I am faculty now. Scary.
I also got asked today to be the speaker at the Dana Builder’s Luncheon on May 16th, the day before graduation. This luncheon is to honor those who have made large financial and estate donations to Dana College. I’m supposed to talk about how Dana shaped who I am today and also talk about my future plans. I have so much to say but it might be hard to condense it all into a good speech.
How has Dana influenced me? Well I grew up riding my bike to swim at Dana with my friends…I had several babysitters from Dana…I went trick-or-treating in the dorms…then I started going to a science/space/technology camp every year in the summer….then I received the Presidential scholarship to attend there after high school….let’s see. I really would be a different person without Dana College.
But that speech comes later.
First comes stamping all the invitations….I cant believe how much postage costs.
Then comes finishing my bridal bouquet and all the flowers.
Then then then.
xoxo
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I spent all afternoon today at That Pottery Place in Omaha painting dishes. They’re a really light pale pink color but it looks kinda beige on my monitor.
Lots of people came and went as I sat in there….two girls painting a menorah. Their babysitter’s phone went off while they were painting and her ringtone was a German industrial dance song that I really like, which was bizarre.
No dance party tonight.
But I ordered some pizza and I’m going to a bar to see Professor Lasertron and his lab partner from school, who I’ve been hearing about for a long time. I’m excited to meet him. This’ll be the first friday in a long time that I haven’t got my groove on. Or maybe I still will.

















