The Wehkamps

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Out With the Old...

Yesterday while Chris was out bachelor-partying, I stayed at home and cleared a workspace for him.

The menfolk need their space to piddle and work, and just be messy.

In this case, the man needs space for a guitar, an amp, a mic, 50 lbs. of black plastic boxes with knobs and buttons (none of which I have the faintest idea what they do...)

You can see from the old apartment that plenty of space was going to have to made at Austin Ranch so two could live comfortably.

So while Chris watched the Rangers game, I made a trip to IKEA and carved out Chris's new workspace.
It had to be cheap, since we'll only be using it temporarily, and it had to have lots of compartments, hence the plastic drawer sidecar to the right.

It's got a great view out the window, low screen glare, sits back to back with my workspace/dinner table, is out of the bedroom so he can work those late hours he so loves...what can I say?
I'm a designer.

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

No, I'm Not.

The answer to your question is no.
No, I am not freaking out, nor am I stressed.

Chris and I have spent the week drinking wine, watching Kung Fu Panda, laying out, playing video games, laughing, and eating tacos.

I don't have any nerves about the man I am marrying.

I do worry I will trip on my dress at some point.

The next question is, "How are you not stressed?"

Simple.

Perspective.

Whether the flowers are wilted, the cake falls over, the videographer doesn't arrive, the fact still remains that at the end of the day Saturday, Chris and I will be married.

Everything else just makes for good blog material.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

Just Breathe

The number one rule of scuba diving is don't hold your breathe.

Rule number two, don't lose buddy.

9 days before getting married most people would probably be stressed making table cards and buying shoes and powdering their faces.

Chris and I went scuba diving.

Me doing my "hoover" with Aunt Nancy and Chris looking on