The Beauty and the Mess

Despite extra rest and Allegra, I think my seasonal sinus infection is descending upon me. I feel feverish - it's like an icebox in here. This morning I wanted so much to wear my nice, soft pajama pants to work. They even matched the shirt I'd already put on. Why must we have dress codes? :) I'm okay with getting sick now as long as I'm not sick at my wedding. Thanksgiving is usually one of my Kleenex holidays. I'm praying every day that I'll get to be a healthy bride...IN 59 DAYS! :D

Evan and I had a bonding experience last night. We totally stuffed ourselves at the Olive Garden and talked about all kinds of things. Then it was off to the gun range so I could learn to shoot. I had never been in the presence of people shooting handguns before, but I didn't think it would bother me that much. When we went into the range, there were several men there rapid-firing, and I started panicking a little. I kept telling myself everything was okay, but it's hard to squash the instinct of gunshot = danger = run for your life. Evan loaded up the small gun and started instructing me, but at first I was physically afraid to even pick it up. It was weird. Finally I got hold of myself and managed to fire a few shots. Then I watched him shoot for a while. By the time we left, I was a lot more comfortable with it. I felt like a wimp, but Evan said I did better than he had expected. He seemed proud of me, and I felt like I had learned to trust him even more. Also, good that I can now defend myself if I ever have to. Though karate or something would be better. :)

Anyway, I'm so glad I get to marry him. He takes such good care of me, and he understands me. A little while ago he called and said, "Did you post yet about your experience at the gun range?" Yes...a man who knows my habits. :)

I made some new icons. (Thanks for reminding me how to link, Vicky! :))

I feel good today. Since Evan has to work all weekend again, he's taking me on a date tonight. :) *cartoon hearts* We're going to Olive Garden, and then we're going shooting. Like, to the firing range. He recently got a new gun and wants me to learn how to shoot it, in case I ever have to. I can't say I'm too excited about it, but it's important to him and he has a valid point. The whole thing reminds me of that episode of West Wing where CJ's cute bodyguard goaded her into trying his gun, and she fell over when she shot it. (That was just for you, Daniel. :))

Last night we rented Mean Girls. It was pretty funny, but I've been building it up in my mind for so long that I was a little disappointed. Maybe I'm finally too old to relate to that kind of stuff. And Lindsay Lohan is gorgeous, but seeing that much eyeliner on a person was almost painful.

Speaking of girly things, my highlights are getting bleachy again and I'm trying a new remedy - Brilliant Brunette shampoo. I can't afford to go back to the salon for another month, so this is my only chance. It's supposed to enhance brown hair without depositing color, but I'm hoping it makes the highlights a little darker anyway. Does anyone remember Glints? It was a mild haircolor that washed out in a few weeks. They stopped making it. I'd give a lot to get my hands on some now, because that's exactly what I need. After the wedding I'm going back to my natural color, and not just because of the money - I'm tired of dealing with all this. Plus, I miss brown-haired me.

This week is taking forever. I could have sworn that yesterday was Wednesday. Lawson is apparently confused too, since he called me this morning to ask where we were going for our weekly Thursday lunch. It must be Mt. St. Helens' fault.

I'm thinking about making a separate journal (or community) for book reviews. But then what would I talk about here? :P