Happy Anniversary

Hi my love,
I know that you don't read my blog that often anymore but I think you will drop by today.
Thank you so much for doing everything that you can to make me happy. For making coffee in the mornings despite the fact that you don't drink it. For doing the kitty litter box. For accepting that being with me means having to clean the house every week so my neat-freak tendencies don't fire up. For loving me however I look, whatever size I am and whatever I am wearing. For going for walks with me when you are tired and sore from your day at work. For sleeping on whatever side of the bed is closer to the door. For eating whatever I cook. For not pinning me down to watch the Star Wars movies....Really, just thank you for loving me for who I am and not trying to change me.
I love you!
Kelly

One year

Wow, I can't believe how fast this year has flown by!
A year ago at this time I was at the salon getting my hair and makeup done in preparation to walk down the aisle. The years of planning and dreaming were all going to come together. I was finally going to marry my best friend.

Once we were done at the salon we went back to my parent's house to get dressed and I was laced into my dream dress. It was so perfect for me- despite the fact that I went to the shop asking for something completely different. As soon as I had it on I knew it was the right one (but still tried on a ton more...)

The boys got into their suits and posed for a few photos before heading down to the church.

We loaded up the limo with lunch so that we could eat between the ceremony and photos and then I figured out that my lip gloss could go down the top of my dress so I would be able to do touch ups between photos and kisses.

We arrived at the church and were surprised by the minister's Star Wars themed sermon. The boys were joking with him about it at the rehearsal dinner and he went through with it. He was talking about storybook endings and how they never show you what happens after the movie. Who do you do Christmas with? Who actually does the laundry?? We were all laughing so hard....

We did a rose ceremony in french for Jon's family. We knew that we were going to have guests who didn't speak any english and wanted to include them. Two of his cousins helped us by reading it in french and our english guests followed along in their programs.

We were  pronounced husband and wife and did our kiss. Then the photo spree started. We did formal photos in the church and then a great big group shot which is customary in Montreal.

We took some great photos on Whyte Ave that duplicated our engagement photos.

 We also got to add some new poses with the rest of the bridal party....

And then we went to the reception where we had speeches, drinks, dances and kisses all night. It was an amazing day and such an perfect start to our life together.

 Looking back a year later I am still so grateful for everything that people did to make our day special. We are just as in love today as we were a year ago and we still feel so blessed.

New look...again

The blue washed out look was driving me a bit nuts. Welcome to my new pretty colour scheme!

People are strange

I have had an incredible few days at work. Our clients are so much fun to work with and I really love finding them that perfect item. I have a few bridal registries on the go and 2 of the brides called my manager to compliment me. Our boutique manager is wanting to hand all of the registries over to me because the other girl who handles them has received complaints this week. Yeah! I love doing the registries- the couple comes in, gets to pick out goodies and I build a relationship with them. If I treat them right they will come back to me even after the wedding is past. Their guests get the same treatment and they will come back to me over and over again for good service. It is an easy way to make strong contacts and bond with people. Which makes me wonder, how do you screw it up? Why is the other girl getting so many complaints? I just don't get it! Maybe I should ask my biggest question....

Why are people who aren't "people people" working at a commission based store???

We all have to shop, and some people enjoy it more than others, but don't you understand that good customer service and a smile will make people come back? I would rather pay a bit more than deal with bad customer service. But that's maybe why i'm good at what I do. 

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So True

I really need to email this to some of the girls I work with....We are 100% commission. If you are in a bad mood your clients will feel it and run away.  In fact, they will run to anyone who is smiling.

Pink VS Blue

When Jonathan and I first moved in together he thought my classification of chores as pink jobs vs blue jobs was funny. It has now become a system that we use on a regular basis. My neat freak self is calmed a bit because I know that there are things that I don't have to do. Jon's mind is eased because he only has to remember a few things. 

I bring this up now because we just bought a BBQ and ended up in a Facebook debate with some friends. I think BBQ-ing is a pink job. It is a way to cook meals. Our friends think that it should be a blue job. What do you think? 

Here are some of our other breakdowns....I think I get the better end of the deal!

1. Cleaning the bathrooms = blue. Cleaning the rest of the condo = pink

2. Cooking = pink. Dishes = Blue.

3. Kitty litter box = blue. Brushing the kitties = pink.

4. Building the xmas tree = blue. Attaching the lights = blue. Putting on all the decorations = pink.

Unintended Blogging Silence

When I first started blogging I had a really great office space. Our nightly routine was to both sit down at our computers across from each other and I would blog while Jon gamed. It gave us both a chance to wind down and relax before bed. 

Our new place has a teeny tiny second bedroom with more desk than room- the one chair is there for both computers and we trade off. The biggest downfall with that plan is that instead of relaxing across from each other every night we end up in separate rooms. Which means that I don't ever go in there because I want to be together when we're both home....but I miss writing. 

So I am posting more. No matter what. I will close myself into this room and get back into the groove!

Our bitty new office