As you may or may not have known, for the past couple months now, my keyboard has been broken, or rather some of the keys have been broken. UIO&P were not working and you would not believe how many times you normally hit those key in regular conversation. (for comparison in the past three lines I have hit those keys at least 40 times) So, I have been using an on screen keyboard which I stumbled upon while trying to get into my computer once finding that the password utilizes some of those keys. I was happy to find it at the time, however, the onscreen keyboard makes blogging nearly impossible, and at the very least time consuming. (took me about three hours on the last one, and I had to take breaks to make a meal) So now that I banged a few keys around it miraculously came back, not sure why, but at one point it started to type numbers instead of the letters, I smacked a few keys and it started typing letters. I am not going to complain, it is working now, and I am happy.
Now I can use all the keys, and have found my typing speed is much more expedient, and I can take a couple minutes of my time to update you on the events of the past few days. They have been filled with nightmares. I remember all of them vividly, especially the ones where I finally found my dream wedding dress, only to find out I would have to lose 5 dress sizes to be able to wear it, and the one where my cousin was the chauffeur after my wedding, and somehow I was sitting at my wedding in the back pew. It's all very odd and I believe my subconscious fear of the impending nuptials. Though I have to say that I am not overtly scared by the thought of being married, so I don't really see why all of a sudden I am getting cold feet in my dreams.
The part I find most humorous about the whole thing is that in one of my dreams, a dress that did not fit properly at the store we recently went to, was the dress I was wearing. I am almost seeing this as a sign that I found my dress, but I am unsure. Obviously I have to find a place that carries one in my size without making me pay exorbitant amounts of money just to try it on and find out I no longer like it. I am getting sick of these wedding boutiques that think that they can just get small sizes and people like me will be ok with that. I know I am on the larger size, and I am trying hard to not be so large, but in order to fit into their test gowns I seriously have to lose three dress sizes, which would be ridiculous concerning my frame which is short and above average already. I think I found a different boutique who will simply get my business just because they carry larger dresses, but I am waiting on my brother's fiance to do that trip. It's seriously scary doing trips like that, especially when the last one went so horrendously wrong. I only fit into one dress properly, and as much as I liked it, I kept thinking that I never wanted to see the dress again because it took so long to get into.
For any outsiders coming in to read this one, never get a corset backed dress unless you have VERY patient bridesmaids. Mine were none so polite as they pulled the strings for twenty minutes to get me into the dress, only to find out they loved it, but I had reservations.
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