Who Stands Beside Me?

Choosing a bridal party is not just about picking people that will look cute in their dresses, throw you an excellent bachelorrette party, give you cute naughty gifts and enjoy the wedding reception after the ceremony.  It is more than friends arguing with you because you did not choose them to be part of the party and or who gets to be M.O.H, maid of honour and who does not.  Choosing the members of the bridal party is a very integral part of the wedding ceremony and marriage process.  It is about choosing friends that you know will stand beside you through thick and thin.  It is about choosing friends that have been there through thick and thin.  It is about choosing friends that will STAND beside me while the pastor reads the vows to me and Mr. Pancakes about "in sickness and in health....til dealth due us part."  These vows will be as much for Mr. Pancakes  and i as they will be for those witnessing, especially the bridal party.  They will be there for remind me about the vows that i made to Mr. Pancakes.  They will be there to remind me what is important in my marriage to Mr. Pancakes.  Because after the party has ended, our friendships will be just as strong however i will be a married Mrs. Pancakes and they will continue to STAND beside me just as they did that day at the altar.  My group of girls are ladies that have lived, loved and laughed, grown and changed, experienced love, loss and everything in between, with me.  I cannot wait for my girls to stand beside me as they have always done, but will do on one of the most important days of our lives!

Sabotage! I truly believe this is what I am doing as I begin my new lifestyle change. Turning thirty brings a whole new ball game to the idea of staying fit, healthy and strong. I am by no means a big lady but I am not petite either. Even before the planning of the wedding, I have been trying to start the healthy living thing seeing that Mr. Pancakes is all about fitness and living healthy. He is always encouraging never disparaging which I believe leads to a lot of self sabotage. I actually don't mind hitting the gym and putting up a sweat. My difficulties involves the eating, portion control and having the right types of food. Don't get me wring of of live a

Labor Day

I am lying in bed on this glorious labor day morning as Mr. Pancakes is making us a pancake breakfast, of course i am smiling and thinking about the workout I need to do today to balance the eating of pancakes. Eating and exercise, it's definitely a give and take. But I digress because I wanted to reflect on labor day a little. I grew up in Canada so for me Labour Day and not Labor Day signified day before first day of school. The first day of school outfit, shoes,backpack with new school supplies, the binders and pens were always my favourite. Being excited about seeing friends that you hadn't seen for the entire summer, wanting to share all the exciting things you've been up to. Meeting your new teacher for the first time hoping it's not going to be mean one, seeing the classroom for the first time, which one of your friends is going to be in your class. Need I mention the first recess when it all felt real to be back in school, the laughter, the stories and gossip and just being with your favourite people at least for the first couple of days. The first assignment was always entitled:My Summer Vacation! If I had to write that assignment now, it would go something like this: This summer I worked a lot of hours. I went to North Carolina with Mr. Pancakes where he proposed with a beautiful ring and asked me to be his future Mrs. Pancakes. We started planning the wedding. I went to Rohobeth beach with my girls and pledged that we will always take trips together. My summer vacation was not really a vacation but it was filled with lots of fun and exciting moments! Those were the days! The day before labour is definitely more exciting for kids who are excited about returning to school. For me labour day now is about having an extra long weekend, relaxing with Mr. Pancakes and reminiscing about those good old first day of school excitement.