A couple things.

1. I made my first honest-to-goodness batch of chocolate chip cookies in the new Mark and Holly family aqua blue KitchenAid. Currently on the "chill the dough" phase before baking. The mixer worked like a charm, in case there are some out there who still aren't sure that a KitchenAid is worth it.

2. Wedding planning is near complete. As the day approaches, I am terrified of two things:

a. People not showing up for the reception

b. Running out of food at the reception

The good news is, those things are mutually exclusive, so at the most, one of those might happen. Of course I would much rather run out of food and have my dad do a massive 7-11 run for Big Gulps and chocolate Dunford doughnuts, then stand around the chocolate fountain despondently with Mark and our parents, crying soft tears of rejection with memories of the junior class secretary election suddenly fresh on my mind. On the other hand, me, Mark and our parents aren't bad company. Y'all would be missing out on quite a hopping party, where hopping equals violent and party equals BYU/Utah debate.

Mark and I are a split religion family that way.

3. Have you heard this song? I lalalove it! Just hit play and don't pay attention to who it is until it's over, unless you love Eddie Vedder, in which case, wow, Pearl Jam has still got it!

You know,

I would really love to tell you about my Valentine's Day, but it would make you too jealous.

I'll spare your tender feelings for now.

Let's just say that Valentine's Day is a big deal for the Mr. and me, because February 13th is the anniversary of our first date. Here we are on our first date. Can you see us? It's a good thing the paparazzi follow Mr. wherever he goes, because otherwise our first date might not have been documented, from a photo-journalistic standpoint.

I just get more and more thankful that I accepted that tall attorney's invitation to the monster truck rally last year.

"I hope you...enjoy the choices you've made." Jack Donaghy

Here's a hint.

And while I'm thinking about it,

why don't you go on over to The Onion and read this article? Today, the Mr. reminded me about it and I fell in love with it all over again.

RIP, JD Salinger. Sure love your work. Serious.

I'm cranky.

I noticed the other day that a lot of my Facebook status updates are a little snarky. See also:

My current status: "All these profile pic themes remind me a lot of spirit week in high school."

The doppelganger one is especially fun/preposterous. It’s nice to see how highly people think of themselves when they feel safe about it because “this is what OTHER people think I look like!” We’ve talked about doppelgangers here on the blog, back when I had brown hair for a season, except to me, a celebrity doppelganger is someone you channel and aspire to, not someone who's your twin. I use the word incorrectly and I'm aware. It's my blog and if you don't like it you can leave (Winter Madness?).

As a blonde, the only doppelganger comment I’ve ever had was Elisabeth Shue circa Adventures in Babysitting. This is when my hair is curly and Farrah-like. The fact that the only celebrity I resemble is far from a fresh face these days doesn’t bug me much. I’ll take Elisabeth.

I’ll tell you who I WISH I looked like though. This gal:

Is she not just the cutest thing in the world? She is always just so pulled together and poised and flawless.

Gotta get in touch with Carrie’s trainer. Do you think it’s Jillian Michaels [DVDs]?

I hope so.

PS – Paige/Tibby, you really do remind me of Amber Tamblen soo much.