One Year!

Have I mentioned that my boyfriend is nothing short of amazing? And that he pays a little extra just so that the dozen roses can come to me with a card from "Unicorn Florist?" (Yeah, I know you want to move to Ohio now so you can frequent Unicorn Florist too!) And has the extra thoughtfulness to ask for "mixed pink" instead of all one color?

I'll spare you the photos of the angry, dryly typewritten card with the message completely contradictory to what he requested. Don't worry, it wasn't anything like "We're breaking up"....it just wasn't the loving detailed greeting he expected me to see haha.

Happy One Year.
Love Ryan.


They're in the flower business people....not greeting cards.

Here comes the not-naked bride.

So everyone knows Ryan and I are eventually getting married. While I don't have the "real" ring (I wear a $3 creep-repellent from the JC Penney that was originally purchased to wear while I work at the bar and has become part of my everyday wardrobe) its common knowledge that we're getting married at some point so I'm always on the lookout for brooches for my bouquet, good ideas for the reception, etc.

And always experiencing dress anxiety.

My mother and I watch Say Yes to the Dress every week. While I love the dresses a lot of the girls choose, I love them for *them.* Not for me. None of these dresses are for ME. And it's Kleinfeld people. Home of the eight million dresses...and not a single one I've seen on the show tickles my fancy. I see none of the Internet that do it for me. None in the many Brides magazines I check out from the library. Do you understand the panic this strikes in me for when I really do have a strong deadline and its you-need-a-dress-no-one-is-going-to-be-ok-with-you-wearing-leggings-to-your-wedding-dammit-Eryn?

Trust me, I already tried to tell Ryan this. Apparently our wedding has a no leggings allowed dress code. I pretty much resigned myself to the fact that I would need to have my dress custom made, which I was ok with, but then that left the issue of me having to design the dress.

FINALLY last weekend the gates of heaven opened....we were walking to Old Bag in Worthington and I saw a faaaaaaabulous dress in the window of La Jeune Mariee. After 5 emails back and forth I nailed down the designer of the dress....searched online...and wonder of wonders, I LOVE ALL HER STUFF. AND IT DOES NOT COST A DOWN PAYMENT ON A HOUSE.

Melissa Sweet, I love you. And the second I get an engagement ring that costs more than three dollars, we are making the trip to Cincy to try on every single one of your fabulous dresses!!!

And we're going to pretend that upon seeing aforementioned dresses, that my mother didn't say "you better start losing some weight if you think you're going to fit into those." :o

You'll love my dusty muffins!

People. Let's talk about this muffin.

Last Saturday my parents and I went up to Detroit to go to the Farmer's Market at Eastern Market...which is where I found this delightful little bite. We sampled a brownie from one of the stalls and about five minutes later I realized I absolutely had to go back and buy one. I ended up getting the brownie, a chocolate chip cookie, and the chocolate chip muffin pictured above. The point of this wordy post about baked goods?

THEY'RE ALL VEGAN. AND THEY WERE ALL AMAZING.

Seriously, if you're vegan and in/around Detroit, you have to try this place. Patisserie Ci could be the place that changes your mind if missing sweets is the only thing keeping you from going vegan. I'm not vegan, but I've tried a lot of animal free treats in the past that have fallen short. Nothing about these said "pretending." The chocolate tasted legit, the lemon cake my mom got was wonderfully moist, the brownie was fudgy. Also, despite being a specialty retailer, her prices were great!

If you're at the Eastern Market on Saturday mornings, go get some fresh baked goods from Celeste and her two super cute daughters that help her out...otherwise visit the Patisserie Ci website to order. And no, they're not bribing me with treats....I just really thought it was THAT good!

'Intense medium red blond'

Or something like that, for a couple weeks at least.

Fancy Nail, how may I help you?

This is what I do when Ryan and I have educational weekends and watch documentaries. This took the better part of Michael Moore's "Sicko" which I highly recommend, although I caution you...it will really make you take a good hard look at health care, other countries' health care, and if you work in any sort of industry that deals with health care (like I do) it's going to make you really angry and upset. You've been warned. It was fantastic though. Everyone should watch that, and "Food, Inc."

Anyways...in case you didn't know, I have more than a little "problem" with nail polish...which wasn't helped when I found out how cheap nail art supplies are on Ebay from Hong Kong! 500 nail tips shipped for like $3!!! How could I pass up such a deal! So poor Ryan gets to be anxious watching me shave away tiny pieces of acrylic with a dremel then I preen around with my fancy nails. I had two separate people at the mall ask me if they were Minx, and that right there was worth the two hours work I put into them. Plus its calming, handpainting teeny things. They're a lot more obnoxiously neon in person...you'll have to excuse Mongolian BBQ's quality lighting along with my Blackberry's white balance. Nothing but top quality professional photography here people!

I'm going to go dye my hair now. And by "dye my hair" I mean "hopefully not end up a leopard spotted mess like the last time I listened to those dumb hos, I mean *professionals* at Sally's instead of following my gut."

I should be fine. I did follow my gut. There will be none of this color remover nonsense this evening, and only ten volume developer. Its like if my hair was going to a party everyone else would be shooting Jameson and my poor jacked up hair is sitting in the corner sipping a Zima. Pussy. :(

People buy this?

By some oddity, there wasn't any Law and Order taping on my DVR this morning. (I know, the horror!!) So I turned on VH1 Jump Start which I haven't watched in ages. Why did I automatically turn to the yuppie channel? Well, the "music television" station was showing Teen Mom. Cause that's relevant to my music interests. Duh.

So anyways. WHO IS BUYING THIS SHIT??? Where are you people?? Who is buying these CDs and somehow making the music industry think its ok to continue producing some of this trash? B.O.B? He's ok. Lady Antebellum? She's alright. The rest of the stuff.....man. I'm not even going to look at whats in the top 20 of iTunes right now because I'm pretty sure I just wouldn't leave the house for the rest of the day.

In prettier and so much more substance related news (ha!) is anyone else SO happy that little busybody Gretchen didn't win last night on Proj Runway? She's such a nosy nose!

One Nation, Under Blog, So help me God.

OK. I swear I am back on the blogging wagon again. Partially due to the fact that I think I am finally comitted to "doing something" with my life, partially due to Bridget's fantastic online art selling workshop last night. Did you go look at her photography website? Isn't she great? I think she's great. She also sells dog/kitty collars at http://teenytinycollars.com . I personally think Lucy would look smashing in some Tiffany blue or Burberry print. (I know Ryan is rolling his eyes if he's reading this.)
So also, in accordance with the art selling workshop, I have....drumroll, please....bought my own domain! Yay 2010! I am the proud owner of erynmarie.com. Notice no link there. That's because it's going to direct you right back here. Oops. Just because I said it was 2010 doesn't mean I'm fully here. We're still working on that 2000 piece Last Supper puzzle on the coffee table. Old fashioned fun never goes out of style!

So yes. That's all the snazz and pizazz I have to offer for tonight. Until I go to my parents and steal air conditioning, because I think I may cyber window shop and make myself a virtual birthday wish list....TWO MORE WEEKS!

I said I was wearing a tiara to my birthday dinner.

Ryan said I'll be sitting alone.

:o