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Name: Jessica
Country: United States
State: North Carolina
Metro: Raleigh
Birthday: 7/14/1980
Gender: Female
Interests: Music, food,and anything else people want to tell me about. And Tastykakes.
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Expertise: Flute, piano, ah, just hand me an instrument and I probably know how to play it. Swim, dive, dancing like a fool. Trying to earn some dough so I can eat. AND eating, and eating and eating and hey, did I mention eating.
Occupation: Kindermusik Educator, Private
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AIM:  imingirene
Yahoo:  chikade
Member Since:
11/10/2003
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| Thursday Terry and I took the day off to enjoy the NC beaches....and
get married. We drove to New Bern late Wednesday night to stay at his
mom's house. We actually woke up fairly early yesterday morning. We got
dressed and headed out to the Register of Deeds office in downtown New
Bern.
Upon arriving, we immediately headed back out the door remembering that
we needed 50 dollars in cash for the marriage license. We also picked
up the 20 dollar court fee as well. Afterwards, we were on our way to
the courthouse to get married. Too bad there was a sign on the door
that said, "Back at 11". So we decided to pass the time eating some
breakfast.
We sat around for about 45 minutes. We noticed 2 other couples enjoying
their coffee and were going to ask them to be our witnesses. They
suddenly left in a hurry, so we changed our minds. We started walking
back to the courthouse, when we saw 2 people on a bench outside the
building. Unfortunately they were waiting for a ride to show up at any
minute. So we walked around the building hoping to find 2 other random
people to be our witnesses.
We lucked out because there were 2 gentlemen outside the magistrate's
office. We waited and waited. He showed up after 11 and then went into
a back room. After waiting another 10 minutes, he came back out ready
to help. One of our witnesses immediately left to go to another
room...oh rats! The other went out for a smoke. In walked another
gentleman to see the magistrate...Yes, our 2nd witness.
We got them both together and then got the magistrate's attention to
tell him we were ready. We stood outside since the office was getting
warm and was very stuffy and we were sick of being inside it. There was
a nice breeze blowing outside and no one was being hauled into the jail
at the moment.
He read very quickly.....VERY QUICKLY. And then we kissed and were
married. The ceremony took about 5 minutes, if that. And we were off to
celebrate for the rest of the afternoon at the beach.
We swam a little bit, but there was a strong rip current. We played in
the sand, took a walk, and eventually went back in the water when it
started to calm down.
Around 5 we had a Dairy Queen treat, and headed back to his mom's to
share our news. Then headed home around 8:30 after eating some more
food. We manged to get in at 10:30, which is hard to believe (and I
didn't speed!).
Now we're very happy and exhausted from our day of fun in the sun.
Thanks for all of your messages of Congrats. Formal announcements will
be sent to those of you that I have addresses for, once my sister's
wedding is over. And be on the lookout for in-town celebrations going
on in the upcoming weeks.
Thanks again!
~Jess and Terry | | |
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stressed
I'll
tell you what, with all of the stuff I've looked up regarding weddings,
I'm so glad I don't want one! That's not to say that I'm opposed to
others having them and attending them, it's just not for me. I don't
like the idea of spending hundreds or thousands of dollars on a dress
you only wear once.
I'm glad that Terry's finally come around to
the idea of just going to the J.O.P. and then have a big party
afterwards (which is still proving to be quite a headache).
We've
disagreed on the only place that initially came to my mind. And he
hasn't find out anything on the ideas he has had. So we're at square
one, which is, a general time frame of when we'd like to have a party
and that's it.
Now another friend has just gotten engaged (I'm not
telling in case she wants to mention it herself). So I'm helping her
look at dresses online. At least she's picked a color, AND there's
still an entire year before she gets married. But still, this stuff
just overwhelms me, no matter how small or large the detail.
Even
though Terry and I are going to something fairly informal, we still
have plenty to think about and to do. It stresses me out.
Well back to looking on the internet about all the aforementioned stuff. Not to mention any deals regarding plane tickets! | | |
| I'm not sure how I ended up being the daughter in the family that suffers with both problems, but I am. I decided to move to an area of the country that has a pretty high pollen count. Now that I'm sitting here coughing, nose stuffed up and congestion dripping down the back of my sore throat, I have a hard time remembering why. More importantly, why did I stay; especially when each spring we look forward to a few weeks worth of "yellow snow".
Also, I've never owned a car that was brand new or has ever come close to it. At least 2 out of 3 have previously been my parents cars, and the other was my friend's old car. But I started with a '92 Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme, then a '95 Ford Taurus, and lastly a '95 Toyota Corolla. I think that I replaced the battery twice, the starter twice, replaced all 4 tires, replaced the alternator, the driver's side window was replaced along with the motor for the window, had the lights and the turn signals repaired, and called AAA for towing, jumps, and tire fixes more times that I'd like to admit for the Oldsmobile. The Taurus had a short life, and I won't talk about that now. But the Toyota has been virtually indestructible. So far, I've only needed to replace the battery. So when it wouldn't start the other day, I was just freaking out, especially since I had to go to work.
I've gotten it to start since then, so I thought it was the connectors from the battery cables being too loose on the battery. I bought new connectors, which were not the right ones. Terry managed to get at least one on there anyway and it made a much tighter fit. So I turned the car on, and then it made a sound that I hadn't heard for many years. That's when I knew it was the dreaded alternator. I double checked to see how old it was with my parents and sister, since she was the most recent driver of the car. And my suspicions were confirmed. I was dreading it, mainly because it was such an ordeal with the Oldsmobile. The part alone, cost around $200, but I was lucky having friends that were mechanics. They pretty much fixed it for free, I treated one of the guys to a steak dinner and the other guy's daughter to a steak dinner as well. I'm not going to be this lucky this time. Jim, my sister's fiance, thinks Terry and I can fix it ourselves. And after looking at where it is, I think that may be possible. I'd rather not take it to a mechanic right now, mainly because they're going to charge me for the time and the part, and I just don't have that much money to spare right now (haven't gotten my Bush Bucks yet).
On a side note, tonight we had some nasty weather which coincided with my drive from Cary all the way to North Raleigh during 5 o'clock traffic. No one in the Triangle, who owns a car, understands the concept of carpooling, or mass transportation. So everyone is RUSHING home....did I mention that in North Carolina, when you get behind the wheel, it's time to pretend your in the Indy 500? Okay, so everyone is RUSHING home or to dinner or wherever and now it's raining, and hailing, and lightning outside. I've got to go approximately 30+ miles in about -30 minutes. It's not looking good for me. I tried to take a short cut, and then just sat in more traffic. The other thing I'm thinking about, is with all the car problems, I took Terry's car to work and left him to walk in the rain. On the way to North Raleigh for the 2nd Spring Celebration for work, I hear a tornado warning. Now all I can think about until I got home was Terry walking home from work and getting swept up in a tornado. I was close to panicked by the time I heard his voice. I kept checking on the phone to see if he would call for a ride, that I had a very hard time concentrating on anything else. Thank goodness I didn't have to play with anyone today! Luckily Terry made it home in between rain and more rain. I was so relieved that I went to get Bojangle's for dinner.
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| I've managed to come down with a cold. I've had it since late Friday night. Saturday morning I felt just awful. I slept for almost the entire day. I've been on a soup, juice, and water diet because of it. On Sunday I felt a lot better but still had so much congestion in my head that I was starting to wonder whether or not I should go to work. I know I didn't have a fever, but still, going in when you sound horrible, makes parents worry. So Monday morning I called in and told them I wasn't coming in. Then I just slept for a few hours still trying to determine whether I could make it for the 2nd half of my day at my other job! Eventually I just decided to go in. I can sit on my butt the entire afternoon and that's okay. I don't have to talk a lot either! But throughout the afternoon I was really regretting my decision. I was just starting to feel worse. I went home very sleepy and feeling pretty crummy.
I got home and plopped down on the couch and put my head on a pillow. Terry greeted me as I came in and kept trying to get me to sit up. He finally grabbed my hand and started to pull my upright. He said he just wanted to tell me that he loved me. Then he got this really goofy, doe-eyed look, and I knew..... this was it! Finally after all these YEARS, he was actually going to propose, with a ring! He readjusted himself to make sure he was kneeling, and asked me as he opened the box. I just started to cry, and of course I said yes. After staring dumbly at each other for a while, he finally put the ring on my finger.
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| Early
this morning, or really late last night, Terry says, "Let's cuddle for
warmth." I hear, "Come here and hug me, I'm cold...Did someone turn off
the heat?!" | | |
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