Friday, February 12, 2010

Hello Again

My, my, my - I have been neglecting my blog. Many times over the last few weeks I have thought about it longingly the way one remembers family trips to the coast as a child, minus my sister and I pulling each others hair in the back seat.

The truth is, my life has been busy. Busy at work, busy at home - busy all around. I was told by many o' bride that as the clock ticks towards the wedding day, all of your spare time gets eaten up with planning and I can now say that they were all absolutely stinkin' right. However, it is with a smile on my face that I continue planning the last of the details for once this is done, it is done. In the scheme of my life, this is but a small moment in time and so I am trying to just soak it all up, one place setting and napkin color at a time.

Another one of the reasons I have been so busy is that on Tuesday night, after 14 months of being apart, my fiance Dan got on a plane, with his visa in tow, traveled for 30 hours and landed in Portland, OR, USA.

It was one of the best moments of my life.

The second I saw him round the corner, I started crying. I didn't care who was there at the airport that night or how ridiculous we looked - as soon as I hugged him, I couldn't let go.

No more Skype

Sunday, February 7, 2010

The Presidential Invite


Long before I was even engaged, I read that you could send a wedding invitation to the President and get an official white house declination. I decided then that I didn't care if the President when I got married was republican or democrat, libertarian or vegetarian, man, woman or merman - I was going to invite the President to my wedding no matter what.



I am really hoping that I am one of the lucky ones to get an official reply!!! It will go straight into my box of keepsakes, and seeing as it would be from the office of the first African American President, it's pretty cool!

If you are interested in sending your wedding invitation to the President, here is the official address:

The President and Mrs. Obama
The White House
Greetings Office, Room 39
1600 Pennsylvania Avenue NW
Washington, DC 20502

Have a great week everybody!

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Conversations With The Government

The day before Thanksgiving I was late to work and was driving a bit over the speed limit. A cop spotted me and I got a ticket. While I am not happy about it, I usually don't get that worked up over such things and I was polite to the cop, took the ticket and went about my day.

I don't know how it is in all States, but here in Oregon, you have to go to a courthouse and appear in front of a judge in order to deal with your ticket and try to get a reduced penalty. In the mix and jumble of what is my life, I have misplaced the original ticket with some important information on it. Today I called the county courthouse to try and find out some important information that was on the ticket and this is the conversation that took place. I swear on all that is good in this world, you cannot make this stuff up!


Me: Hi, my name is Jocelyn and I got a speeding ticket in November. I can't seem to find my original ticket so I am not sure what court I will need to be going to.

Lady: Well, this is the Hillsboro court - is that the one you need?

Me: Uhm, I don't know. That is why I am calling.

Lady: Well, you need your ticket.

Me: I can't find my ticket, that is why I am calling.

Lady: Well, I can't really help you. We have 12 courthouses in this area and I have no way of knowing.

Me: Can you check in the computer system to see if my name comes up?

Lady: No.

Me: Okay, well, what do you suggest I do since I don't have my ticket and apparently you are not able to help me.

Lady: I don't know what to tell you.

Me: Okay thank you. *click*

SECOND CALL TO OTHER COURTHOUSE:

Me: Hi, my name is Jocelyn and I got a speeding ticket in November. I can't seem to find my original ticket so I am not sure what court I will need to be going to.

New lady: Okay. I will transfer you to the county operator. **transferred**

County Operator: County.

Me: Hi, my name is Jocelyn and I got a speeding ticket in November. I can't seem to find my original ticket so I am not sure what court I will need to be going to.

County Operator: You need to speak to the traffic division. **transferred**

Traffic division: Traffic, this is Lauren.

Me: Hi, my name is Jocelyn and I got a speeding ticket in November. I can't seem to find my original ticket so I am not sure what court I will need to be going to.

Traffic division: Oh, you need to speak to the county operator. **transferred**

Country Operator: County.

Me: Hi, my name is Jocelyn and I got a speeding ticket in November. I can't seem to find my original ticket so I am not sure what court I will need to be going to.

County Operator: Ma'am I just spoke to you - you need to talk to traffic.

Me: That is who I just spoke to and they sent me to you.

County Operator: Well, you need to speak to them. One moment please. **transferred**

Traffic Division: Traffic, this is Lauren.

Me: Lauren, hi - you just transferred me to the operator and she put me back over here and I just need to know if I have the right courthouse.

Traffic Division: Well, I don't know why they did that - they are not supposed to do that. Who did you talk to?

Me: I don't know - some lady.

Traffic Division: Well, I am going to have to send you back to them because they are supposed to handle these types of questions. **transferred**

County Operator: County.

Me: Hi, this is Jocelyn again and I just got sent back to you from traffic.

County Operator: Well, I don't know why they did that - we are not supposed to get those calls anymore. Who did you talk to?

Me: Lauren.

County Operator: Well, the only way to get your answer is to talk to them. Maybe you should just keep calling back until you get someone other than Lauren...

Me: (cutting her off as I breath fire and try not to scream) Look, I do not want to sound rude, but I have now been transferred about 8 times. I am sorry I don't have my ticket but I do not work there and so I don't know how it is supposed to work. What I do know is that I just need to know if I have the right courthouse. Is there any way you can just look me up in the system and tell me.

County Operator: (pause) Okay. What is your name.


Within 2 minutes I had the answer.

It was the right place after-all.


Monday, February 1, 2010

A Big Day


Today is a good day.

Today is a day that Dan and I will remember for the rest of our days.

Today greeted us with the reminder that difficult times do pass and happiness is often right around the corner.

I am very delighted to announce that this morning, the 1st of February, 2010, my fiance (and the love of my life) received his Fiance Visa from the United States Government which means that within the week, we will once again be together in the same room, the same state, the same country, the same continent.

For 14 months now we have been kept apart - waiting and hoping for this moment to come. Those 14 months have been filled with a roller coaster of emotions (and more Skype conversations than we can count).

As I type this it is hard to contain the tears. This is big. Our lives can start once again. We can officially press the play button again which was involuntarily put on pause by so many forces out of our control.

We can breath. Breath deep. Deep long breaths of letting go of the sadness of being apart and the fear of the unknown. We can make plans.

Plans! Oh how I am excited for real plans. Plans are a luxury that we have not had in any tangible form other than desperate hope.

As the hours go by on this day, I am feeling it all slowly sinking in and getting more and more excited. When I got the news at 4am, I was extremely happy and relieved, but it is taking some time for this to really hit me.

And it will hit me. It will happen. It is happening. At last.

WHOO HOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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