i've missed u.

i haven't blogged in like forever because i've been slightly overwhelmed with this thing called planning a wedding...yes, u heard me right...i'm engaged!!! like seriously engaged...and the best part if that i am actually marrying the boy toy of my dreams...okay...he's not really my boy toy...he's actually my best friend who has become like my soulmate...it's kinda nuts...like when u don't think u will ever find true love, it happens...i mean, i've been spending the last couple years hitting every singles/networking/speeddating event in the hopes of landing the man of my dreams when the perfect guy was completely right in front of me all this time...i know...i'm a total retard...oh wells...

i've been spending some of my time blogging on my wedding website which i should prolly include in my main blog...so here goes:

wedding arts and crafts
i spent yesterday with my bridesmaids working on some arts and crafts. tristen worked on escort cards and stamping envelopes and jenna worked on some place cards. it was very arts and crafty. we then grabbed lunch at sinbala for some taiwanese food in arcadia and made a pit stop at phoenix for some desserts and iced tea. we had to swing by joann's for some fabric. my bridesmaids chose a hot pink fabric for their dresses which my mom will use to create a strapless sweetheart dress...hopefully it comes out looking hot or my bridesmaids will look like bridesmaids who are forced to wear ugly bridesmaid dresses and i come off looking like a douche...u know...the bride that makes her bridesmaids wear some hideous dress so i can look uber fab at my wedding...

i spent my last nite making my fiance work on our wedding music mix...i finished our wedding site for the most part and then sent out our "save the date" using socialzr.

i honestly cannot believe how immensely lucky i am to be getting married to the love of my life but also someone who happens to be my best friend. i think it's funny how in life, u always end up with the unexpected...it's soooo forrest gump...like when he says, "life is like a box of chocolates, u never know what you're gonna get." i feel immensely blessed to find my soulmate...i know, that sounds sooo cheesy...how about this? i'm sooo psyched that i've met the man of my dreams and we're like compatible and get along...okay...enough cheesiness for the day....xoxo.

more wedding stuff
since getting engaged several weeks ago, my fiance and i managed to book the venue, dj, videographer, photographer, florist, and finished with the party favors, etc. this saturday will be spent hitting two bakeries for our cake tastings and hitting the sheraton to set the menu for the reception...after that, we get to finally print our invitation and get that over with...wedding planning has been a piece of cake...haha...now we gotta work on our slideshow...oh yeah, we also took our engagement pics this past weekend...i guess that's it...don't have really much to share...xoxo...

engagement pics
so i've been getting some proofs back from the photographer regarding our engagement pics and i'm sooo mad at myself...i swear, i'm such a douche sometimes...okay...maybe not a complete douche but a total idiot for sure...so basically, the nite before i'm supposed to get my engagement pics done, i decide to go out partying with my girlfriends...of course i'm thinking, i'll just leave early...i've got serious pics to take the next day...and of course, that's not how it ended...i ended up staying out late cause i had to get one of my girlfriends home safe...at the time, i was like, i'll crash and try to get nine hours of sleep in and of course, that's not how it went down...i basically didn't get to bed till like 4 am and ended up waking up at 7 in the morning...i feel so bad for vince cause he basically had waited up for me and had to get up the same time as me...anyway, so we go get our shots done and it was tough dealing with the cold weather and windy weather...on top of that, due to lack of sleep and starvation, i just looked like a total hot mess and by hot mess, a total mess...so when i was looking at the proofs today, the shots were fabulous cause the photographer did an amazing job but vince and i looked half asleep and just completely tired and out of it...now i'm bugging the photographer to photoshop the crap out of me in order to make me look somewhat human...i basically want to avoid reshooting cause i honestly hate posing for pictures and the idea of having to look all cutesy on purpose with my fiance makes me sick to my stomach...i'm bad at having to pretend that we're having a great time at some location while random strangers stare at us makes me feel utterly silly...anyway, so i hope with some serious editing, i'll be able to get some decent shots from the photographer...i also feel kinda bad that i wasted his time...i obviously should have just rescheduled but like i said, i'm a douche sometimes...i keep forgeting that photoshopping can only take me so far...

anyway, so this saturday, i have two cake tastings to do as well as a dinner sampling...which is also something i'm not looking forward to having to do...i mean, why can't i be like, "i want a wedding cake" and then it happens where i'm not forced to taste a billion cakes until i'm completely high off sugar..i swear, i hate hate cake...anyway, i'm basically debating if i'll want the white chiffon cake with a vanilla bavarian cream or a chocolate fudge cake with a chocolate fudge filling...it's either gonna taste utterly fab or not...i hope the dinner sampling will fare better...i guess that's it for now...currently listening to our cocktail wedding mix that i made and completely relaxing this evening while the fiance is trying to finish up some work...xoxo...

i heart photoshopping!!!
i seriously have the best photographer in the world...he was able to make me look decent in the engagement pics which brought me total relief because i really did not want to have to reshoot...so he'll be sending me the pics relatively soon and as soon as i get the final product, i'll be posting them up on our wedding website...

i'm hoping to print out our invitations by this weekend...i'm still awaiting on my fiance to give me his guestlist...i swear, everything with him is a work in progress...i guess that's what makes us work...i'll try to be on top of things and he kinda goes with the flow...typical guy...

our last nite was spent working on our slideshow...which basically means me bugging him, "vince...start working on our slideshow!!!"...and he's like, "we've got 6 months," and i look at him and say, "just do it." he then begins working on it and after like fifteen minutes, he's bored and wants to go to sleep. it's great...

i guess that's the latest update for now with regards to wedding planning...xoxo...

so those have been my wedding blogs..okay...back to my everyday life...so yesterday, i was like craving chicken wings like hardcore so my fiance takes me to hooters where i thought it'd be a fab idea to order buffalo wings, buffalo shrimp, fried pickles, coleslaw, and tator tots topped with sourcream, cheese, and bacon...and of course i had to top all this off with soda...my fiance gave me this look like, "seriously, r u really gonna eat all this food?" i was like, "hell yes." but seriously though, within five minutes of shoving the food in my mouth, i felt totally disgusted with myself...the food was sooo greasy...totally felt like i was giving myself a heart attack...honestly, i was asking for it...i mean, who in their right mind orders four different fried foods and not die afterwards? i swear, my body can no longer handle this type of food...it kinda sucks...i feel like i'm breaking up with my best friend...i loved loved chicken wings and basically, anything fried...this is very heartwrenching...this break-up...it's worst than breaking up with a bf cause u can always get another bf...breaking up with fried foods...that's a different story...it's like, why don't u tell me i have to part with my louis vuitton bag while you're at it? like seriously...

anyway, the food was sooo greasy, my fiance was like, "are u trying to kill me? is that why you've been bugging me to get life insurance?" so anyway, last nite was not a good nite for me...did not feel well...but like i said, i did it to myself...i will compensate tonite by grilling some teriyaki salmon for dinner and having that with steamed veggies served with a miso dressing...

this weekend will be spent doing menu tastings for our wedding as well as cake tastings which i dread...i seriously hate cake...i'll also be hitting two birthday parties so that should be fun...one will be a dinner party where i get to cater it. this is the menu i came up with:

Birthday Menu

First

ORGANIC MIXED GREENS WITH TOMATOES, RED ONIONS, AND ROOT CHIPS TOSSED WITH A WASABI CITRUS VINAIGRETTE

Second

MISO ENCRUSTED CHILEAN SEABASS AND GRILLED SOY-GINGER SIRLOIN FLAT-IRON STEAK SERVED WITH JAPANESE RICE AND SAUTEED BABY BOK CHOY, MUSHROOMS, AND RED BELL PEPPERS

Third

GINGER INFUSED VANILLA PANNA COTTA SERVED WITH A FRESH BERRY COMPOTE

the second birthday party on sunday will be a tea party in the OC...i got my lacey gloves, my vintage dress, and my white hat...i'm gonna look soooooooooooo classy and lady-like...i know, me...lady like and classy? even i surprise myself...i can't wait to have tea, scones, and tea sandwiches...after that, since i'm out in the OC, i'll also be hitting brodard for some nem nuong cuon...seriously cannot wait!!!


and before i forget, i swear, once every six months my mom feels the need to give me the speech...like, "Lo, aren't u worried you're not gonna get married and have kids?" and i'm like, "HELLOOOO...i'm engaged...i'm getting close to getting married." and with regards to kids, i swear, i can barely afford myself, how am i gonna afford kids???? my mom is like, "u and your sisters are too crazy...always partying and not being grown-ups." and i'm like, "mom, my sisters and i live the life." i mean, who wants responsibilities? and especially in this bad economy, if i lost my job, i feel like i can just seriously move back home and be a bum but if i had a kid, i'd prolly have to whore myself like octo-mom or try to get a serious job...i just like coming home and not having to deal with a kid...i mean, babies are cute and all and like all my cousins in TEXAS have like two to three kids but i feel like i'm not ready...is that sooooo crazy? my mom is like, "i had three kids by the time i was 30" and i'm like, "and i want that...because?" i can't even remember to even wear my engagement ring when i leave for work in the morning...how am i gonna even manage a baby, especially if the baby is a monster like myself? honestly, maybe i'm too selfish...and the thought of getting pregnant and giving birth scares the crap out of me...i mean, i know i'll have to have a kid one day but as of right now, i like not having one...like if i could buy a kid and the kid like worked and paid for his own diapers and food and clothes and nanny, i'm all in...but until then, i will continue to be the typical LA girl who enjoys quiet evenings with my fiance and cherish my sleep...on top of that, i don't want to have a kid because my mom or society thinks that's what u should do...i want to have one when i feel like my fiance and i are financially and emotionally ready and as of this point, we are far from it...our biggest issue right now is figuring out which movie we want next from our netflix...i know...life gets tough...really tough...xoxo...

i heart u a***. okay...i'm easily bought. xoxo.

last nite my friend A*** took me out to dinner for my bday...yes, my bday was like two weeks ago so he's royally late. if he was like my bf, i would have told him to shove it like up his a** for being late...it's like being late to your kid's play when he's the lead...then again, he's like this attorney who is like totally busy so i let it slide and the fact that he is NOT my bf. so i bring my bf along to my bday dinner. A*** suggests we hit crustacean's in beverly hills at 7:30 pm. i'm like, that's cool cause i've never been there. i mean, beverly hills is totally frou frou for me but since A*** was taking me out, i didn't wanna be all demanding and ask for my fave...u know, a steak dinner at Carl's Jr. so i agreed to go to his pick.

anyway, so my bf and i head over to crustacean's from glendale...upon arriving close to the restaurant, i force my bf to find street parking...hello, we're in a recession so there's no way we're valeting our car!!! luckily, we found rock star parking across the street to my delight. so we head into the restaurant and we're like ten minutes late. A*** is inside waiting for us. he's looking like all debonair with a cocktail in his hand. i say...hi. and then introduce my bf.

we get taken to our table upstairs. this server comes around and asks us if we want anything to drink. i get my standard iced tea since i no longer drink. [btw...i miss u booze, and by booze, really...boooze.] my bf gets his booty some flat water and i think A*** gets the same. i know what you're thinking...flat water??? fancy schmancy. like i said, this is a classy joint...about like two minutes later, another server comes up and asks us what we want to drink...i'm like, "we already ordered our drinks." i then look at my bf and is like, "wow...this place is sooo fancy, we like each get our own server. this definitely ain't no carl's jr. we're living large tonite."

as we wait for our drinks, A*** tells me about this secret kitchen that's in the restaurant that only the owners of the restaurant gets to go in. it is in the "secret kitchen" that some special food is made. i'm like, that's cool...so when can i order and get my grub on? anyway, after telling me this in depth story about this "special kitchen," i'm left wondering...shit...in this special kitchen, do they use MSG???? is this where they spit on the food to give it extra flavor??? or this is where they'll like use the bathroom and not wash their hands and then cook my food cause no one sees them...hmmm...maybe i shouldn't order from the "special kitchen."

anyway, i end up giving in and order from their "special kitchen." surprisingly, there were a lot of stuff that was made in this "special kitchen." i mean, if i had a restaurant and i was the one who had to cook in the "special kitchen," i would probably just cook like one item and make the other cooks create everything else...hey, i'm lazy and why work when i can make others do it for me??? then again, it's obvious cause they wanna keep their "secret recipe." so we end up ordering the appetizer platter [which consisted of shrimp wrapped on a sugar cane (which they called shrimp lollipops...clever...cause i would have just called it shrimp on a sugarcane stick), shrimp eggrolls, braised shortribs, seared ahi tuna on a wonton chip], the garlic noodles [my fave thing on the menu btw] with giant prawns, lobster salad with mixed greens and julienned mango tossed with a miso dressing, and the roasted crab where the meat was picked out and placed in the shell [i know...that was nuts...the meat is totally picked out from the shell...i was like, r they now gonna bring out one of those couches that i can lie in and they can feed me the way servants feed royalty with grapes?]...

so our waitress serves us and even friggin peels our prawns for us...honestly, i'm surprised she didn't spoonfeed me while she was at it...the best part was when the waitress asked us if we wanted to have the crab shell...and i'm like, why? can u eat that? and she was like, some people like to eat the crab meat with the shell...i'm like, in what fucking world would u do that? i'm like, "can u just put my crab meat on my plate cause i like my food on a plate and not on a crab shell?" then again, maybe it's cause i'm like all low class and ghetto and don't get it...but i'm like, i'm vietnamese and when my mom cooks roasted crab, we don't like all fight for the crab shell to eat out of...i didn't get it...i mean, it's like, let me gut a chicken and let me stuff it back into the chicken which i'm thus gonna place on your plate...honestly, when i eat, i don't really like a reminder of what my food looked like when it was alive...other than that, the service was immaculate...i guess that's the kind of service u get when u dine in like beverly hills.

all in all, my food was totally delish...i ate like a pig...i only stopped eating cause everyone else had stopped...so i was like damn...i could easily eat another plateful of food cause i'm a monster...

anyway, so during dinner, A*** entertains us with stories and advice. he tells my bf and i how he proposed to his wife which was like the utterly most romantic proposal story there ever was...i then look at my bf and give him dirty looks cause obviously, the bf has yet to "put a ring on it." [HINT HINT u bastard!!!] i tell A*** that my bf is pissing me off cause he hasn't proposed yet which is totally lame cause hello, he knows i'll say yes. i mean, i'm like 30 years old and desperate. Marry me already!!!

anyway, A*** then asks me and my bf how we had met...and of course, i have to tell A*** the greatest love story of all times...basically, to sum it up, my bf and i had lived in the same apartment complex over four years ago. our building had thrown a party on the rooftop so i had gone cause hey, it was free food...so i'm there getting my grub on with my current bf at the time. my new bf comes over and is like, "hi. my name is V****." and i'm like, "i'm here with my bf. bye." and that's how we met. i know...seriously most romantic story there ever was...please try not to be all jealous cause u can't beat this story...

anyway, dinner lasts for almost three hours cause A*** is incredibly entertaining and to put it quite simply, amuses me. he ends up covering the entire bill for my bf and i which is incredibly generous. my bf tries to give him cash but A*** won't take it and then it gets all awkward so i look at my bf and tell him to stop. and then we go home. the end.

i know...this was the story of the greatest dinner there ever was...great dinner and great company despite the lack of booz...

so i'm home now...listening to some howie day...u know, that song, collide...it's totally romantic...like sooo romantic, i wanna propose to myself...it's like the perfect setting...i'm currently down on one knee, and ready to propose to myself...i'm like, "Lo, will u??"...and then realizing, wow, i'm now officially the crazy lady. maybe that's why the bf has yet to propose. haha...

will be spending this evening making brocolli chicken stirfry, hopefully be able to watch some television if it's not too blurry [damn rabbit ears], and clean up...my life is once again a disaster...oh, how i love me. xoxo...