Showing posts with label Wedding. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wedding. Show all posts

McPerfect, Chinese Food, and **143

This weekend, Gator Guy and I celebrated our Anniversary.  Six years since we said the big "I Dos" and Twelve years since our very first date.  Awww....I know...we are uber cute (and cheesy). We spent the night eating lots of sushi, going to comedy works, stopping by a local bar for a night cap, and then a dance party for two back at our place.  It is by far my favorite thing to do...Dance Party.

So in honor of our 12 Amazing years, here's 12 facts about Kat & Gator Guy:

  1. Our first date was to see the movie, "For the Love of the Game".  I was a Senior and Gator guy was a Jr.  I snatched him up nice & young  ;)
  2. Our wedding song was Nora Jones - Come Away With Me...but our True Wedding song is Al Green - Let's Stay Together.  When we practiced our first dance, we just couldn't get the beat down, so we changed to good ol Nora. 
  3. Gator Guy massages my back at least 4 times per week.  Ah-mazing.
  4. We first said "I Love You" by sending **143 to our pagers.  Yes...Pagers. 
  5. We order Chinese food every year for Valentine's day.
  6. Our reception was at Mile Migh, I wore a Bronco garter, and we went the Bronco Game the day after....Can you say, Super Fans???
  7. WAY before McDreamy came along we called each other McPerfect and McSexy.  I still to this day write cards to my McPerfect. 
  8. I went back to Gator Guy's prom as a college Freshman.  Pretty damn cool I must say.  (Yeah...not really.  But anything for my man, right??)
  9. We have only played on the same beer pong team once.  Once.  If it is up to us, we prefer to play on opposite teams every game night.   
  10. We go to bed at the same time...every night.
  11. We secretly compete at everything (see #9)...We even compete with who brushes their teeth the longest.   (Dr. Taylor would be so proud). 
  12. In high school, I would always buy Gator Guy orange and green TicTacs because I thought that was the Gator colors.  It wasn't until well into our first year of dating that I figured it out.  So embarrassing to admit at this point in my Gator Fan Lifehood.   

Posted in: , , on Monday, September 19, 2011 at 2 comments  

So Freaking Excited

Headed to the airport for weekend of wedding fun in Cali with this beautiful bride!!  I simply cannot wait!


Planned ingredients for an amazing time:
1.  Best friends
2.  Royal blue bridesmaid dresses
3.  New friends and family
4.  Many many drinks
5.  Yoga on the beach
6.  Paddle boarding
7.  Bonfire on the beach
8.  Wedding on a yacht
9.  Cute orange clutch to go with the blue bridesmaid dress
10.  And grandparents to watch Mr. T all weekend.

Cannot freaking wait!! Now I just need a good IPA at the airport to calm my nerves.

Posted in: , , , on Wednesday, August 24, 2011 at 2 comments  

Helmets are Required for Bachelorette Parties


I have a new requirement.  I shall now wear a helmet to any participating bachelorette party or crazy night out.

SUPPORTING EVIDENCE TO THIS NEW REQUIREMENT
Bachelorette Party #1...few years ago
Was sitting in a booth, enjoying my beer when all of a sudden a large picture fell off the wall and onto my head.  Concussion.  (Pic is not from that featured night, but still is the bride)













  
Bachelorette Party #2...This last Saturday
Was sitting on a roof top bar, enjoying my beer (before the Timmy concert...more on that to come), when all of a sudden a huge gust of wind came and one of the table umbrellas went flying and hit me right above the temple.  Concussion.  Thank goodness for the pocket umbrella, or else I would have melted from the rain.















 
Incident #3...Not a Bach Party...but accompanied by the Bachelorette #2.
Riding the mechanical bull...beat the bar women's record and then knocked out unconscious.  Concussion. Swollen face.  Could not chew food for a week.

















LESSONS LEARNED....
1. While in Booze Hound mood....I need to wear a helmet.
2.  I still love that bull.
 

Posted in: , , , , , , on Tuesday, August 9, 2011 at 5 comments  

A Royal Gift

I'm thinking about sending Will & Kate a wedding gift.  Do you think that they already own The Prince & Me? Because if not, I think I will be a total BFF just for the kind act of awesomeness. 

Can any of you admit to actually watching this one?  Because I sure have.  And loved it.  And once I heard of Dub and Kay's story, I knew I had heard it before.  Perhaps their future is already mapped out in The Prince & Me Two.
 
Or better yet....The Prince & Me THREE.  Yes, someone actually invested a money on this trilogy.  
Ps...the dress was to die for, right?  I think we can all agree on that one. 

Posted in: , , , on Monday, May 2, 2011 at 2 comments  

Ingredients for an Epic Wedding Reception

 1.  Moments with the Bride & Groom































2.  Dancing.  Lots and lots of dancing. 
(And improv headbands)
 



3.  Air Guitar with the Band






4.  A Dress-up Photo Booth













5.  Lots and Lots of close up Pictures















6.  More Dancing...Table Dancing




















7.  Men without shirts...And more Dancing




















8.  Having so much fun that we were all sore for days.  
Seriously.  An epic wedding.  As you can see... we were sad for it to end!

Posted in: , , on Saturday, September 25, 2010 at 1 comments  

September comes with mixed emotions

Happy - Its my favorite month of the year.  Cooler weather, but no need for coats and scarves just yet.  Starts off with a Holiday weekend and includes the celebration of mine and Gator Guy's Wedding (and dating) anniversary.  And starts the beginning of the beautiful fall colors!!
 
Anticipation - September of Twenty-Ten is one of my busiest months between work, home, and everything else I have involved myself in.  And so, I take a deep breath and get ready rock it. 


Stressed - Because I am crazy, I am planning my HS reunion.  I have a great committee working with me, but if the event turns out crappy, I'm definitely the one everyone can send their hate mail to.


On the edge of my seat - In case you can't tell, I love football.  I love the Broncos.  I love the Gators. And I love Tebow.  (I even had a dream that Tebow & I were on a date. I was annoyed because everyone wanted his autograph and we couldn't have privacy.  This obsession of mine is becoming ridiculous!)  But either way, I cannot freaking wait for this football season to kick off.  It will start with a bang with the Rocky Mt Showdown of CSU vs CU this Saturday.  Go Rams!!! 

In need of cuteness - With the reunion and the wedding of one of my BFFs coming up I need some super cute and cheap dresses to wear.  I actually think I am going to hit up Forever 21 first.  Because yes, I am 21 at heart. 


Shedding - That's right.  The Shed was my plan to lose the 50 lbs Mr T. so graciously gifted to me.  And since I was sucessful (Woohoo) in that effort, its time to revisit some of that methodology to get that body to a level of  oh-so-confident.  Why?  Three reason: 1) Reunion  2) BFFs Wedding  3) HAWAII


Sad - I can't even begin to count how many times I said, "We should get together this summer" to all my favorite friends.  And here we are, closing in on the end of summer holiday weekend, and none of those summer plans worked out.  Now its, "Let's get together this football season." 


Hopeful - I seem to have so much on my plate that I am just hopeful that I will get through it all and end the month with a bang...on the beach in Hawaii


Determined - Damn straight I am going to get through it all and not only complete my "To Dos", but Rock 'em.  Because well.....I rock. 

Posted in: , , , , , , , on Wednesday, September 1, 2010 at 1 comments  

Picking Your Team



Gettin Hitched:

I seriously think dating is like a sport. (I will refer specifically to dating later.) But getting engaged is just like picking your team. And no, not which team you play for because hopefully you are aware of that by the time you are looking to get hitched. I think it is like when a new head coach is picking out his coaching staff. Think about it, every relationship has a head coach. Someone who is more dominate or "wears the pants" as they say. For us, that is Me...Coach Kat. And the main reason I know this is, is because I am the one admitting it. A head coach knows he or she is the head coach, no questions about it. (So wipe off that smile and give me twenty!) Head coaches also tend to have a little more drama (and yes, I will admit I bring on the drama) whether it is spitting like Cowher, throwing a hissy fit like Gruden, or turning beat red like Shanahan. These coaches are intense, but are also damn good at what they do. (Minus Gruden of course...but I just had to make fun of Chucky.)



However, every head coach needs an offensive coordinator. Without that someone right by their side, it will make for a very long and tough season. And in my 4 years of marriage, I have come to realize that the offensive coordinator really calls ALL the shots. So even though I may "wear the pants" (or cut off hoodie if you are Belichick) I really refer to my offensive coordinator on basically all decisions. Get em Kubiak!

The Big Game
Like most couples I know, it is really not a surprise that the proposal is coming. Most of us girls demand that we have a say in what the ring looks like because one, it is on our finger for the rest of our life. And two - we know there was a piece of jewelry that your man picked out for you on his own and you oh-so-politely put it on while wondering if he bought it at walmart with his grandmother. But once he does get down on one knee, states your full name, and asks you to spend the rest of your lives together....it is game time!


The Draft
Time to pick out those bridesmaids. The women in your life that have been there through it all, came to your halloween soccer parties, helped you throw your first keggers when your parents were at "the land", went shopping with you when you came back from the land down under 5 sizes too big, sang concert style to love ballades before practicing beer pong, and laughed their hardest during the "hunchback" nights. Its a big decision on who you will pick. I of course, couldn't limit it to just a few and had 7. And still managed to piss off a few others. Either way, Rule #1 - Just because you were in someone's wedding, does NOT mean that they need to be in yours. Especially if that wedding was the "worst wedding ever". More on that disaster later.

Posted in: , , on Tuesday, June 30, 2009 at 0 comments  

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