What's Next?

So, wedding was a week ago tomorrow. It was amazing, I feel so blessed to have such amazing family and friends and to have so many "formally" added to that group! Finally being accepted as "part of the family" on Mike's dad's side was nice too!

Honestly, the day seemed perfect to Mike and I. The weather was beautiful, everyone was in great spirits, the ceremony was incredibly heartfelt and delivered with such passion, I didn't think I'd cry but when Jason (our officient) gave his homily I lost it. The flowers were AMAZING, Mike looked like a million bucks, the cake tasted amazing the food was amazing literally everything was amazing. Maybe I'm looking at it with rose colored glasses but I want to remember it as a flawless day.

The only thing I would change is having someone tell me "lift your head" or "look up!!" as I walked in and out of the ceremony! All the pictures from friends and family I've seen so far I've been staring at the ground.  So, pictures right? Let's get to that:

The Shoes

The Flowers, All done by Cobblestone Design Company in Concord NH. Seriously, I love flowers more than anything and they went ABOVE and BEYOND with these. I don't have a picture of my tall arrangements, but when I do, I'll share them! 

The Rings, Almost didn't have a ring, but that's another blog post ALL TOGETHER! 

Me and My Dad, and Me and Mike. My dress was amazing!! 

And then the honeymoon, which consisted of lots of beaching and board gaming! Serious fun for us.All in all I'm trilled to be married to my best friend. We've had a lot of time to enjoy each other this past week, and the talk of babies is thick around us! BUT we've both decided for my health and well being, and the well being of our prospective children we're not trying until I lose about 45lbs. So, if you want to see any Page children anytime soon, slap the pizza out of my hands!

Mike and I were laying in bed talking and he mentioned it didn't feel much different, like not much had changed.  But I don't feel the same, I feel like things have shifted and there is no longer a focus on he or I but "us" a collective whole. Also, I have a whole new identity. Kristen Page. No longer the only Kristen Lehouiller but Kristen Page. Michael Page III's WIFE. Mrs. MP3! And it feels wonderful, I'm proud to be his wife. 

So, onto the next chapter, and if you follow my Pinterest you'll notice the next chapter will include Yellow, grey and ELEPHANTS! So, after I get through the shock of painting the kitchen (yes, the latter part of our honeymoon has included painting the ENTIRE kitchen, cabinets walls and all!) and don't remember why I HATE painting, I'm going to try to paint a chevron pattern on our spare bedroom wall. 

<3 Kristen Page  

Like paper.

So I'm really sorry about being one dimensional lately. Chickens Chickens Chickens. And not around. The chickens are out in their coop as of yesterday, and while I miss hearing them chirp and talk it's nice to not have my dining room look like a barnyard, for now, since I have 3 new babies coming first week in May. Because it's totally logical when you lose one chick to buy three more. I told Mike I needed to fill the gaping hole in my heart with more chickens, I might have pouted. Winner.

We went out to Santa Monica recently and had a blast, if you want to spy all my pictures you can check them on Twitter or Instagram : Only1KristenL You can see pictures of the girls in their new digs, Santa Monica and my stay at the super swanky Viceroy.

My yard is coming around, I replanted Iris's and Peonies from my childhood neighbors yard, and they are coming up gangbusters. I'm also inter planting edibles and perennials. I put in Rhubarb last week and hope it does well. I LOVE Rhubarb.

I have nothing funny to talk about. This is weird, nothing hilarious has happened to me lately and I'm not sure if that's good or bad.  I'm just kind of motoring along. Hopefully I'll walk face first into a glass door, or put my foot in my mouth in a really embarrassing kind of way so I can continue blogging.

FREEEEEEEDOM!

Hah! I let the chicks out of their cage today. Just set them on the ground next to the tub and let them walk around. They didn't do much except shit on the floor. I guess it's going to take some getting used to. They are getting really comical, they dive bomb each other on a regular basis and make the cutest noises. Like chicken speak for "SERIOUSLY?! Do you have ANYTHING better to do than jump on my back, I mean really"  and it makes me smile. Only another 2-3 weeks before they are outside for good, which makes me a little sad because I wont hear their cute peeping anymore, but happy I don't have to deal with the nuclear fall-out type dust that they make. That shit is THICK. Anyways, I'll end with a picture, obviously Codex is learning to perch.

Sometimes I'm mean

So this past weekend I was in Natick, at the very fancy mall helping open a store for my company. We got there pretty early so parking spaces were really choice. At 7pm as I'm leaving after a packed day full of exhausting physical labor, I'm walking to my car and as soon as I step off the curb some dude in a Mercedes starts backing up to FOLLOW ME. At first I was like.. naw.. he probably just saw a space back there. But low and behold he backed up with me (like, creepily alone side me walking) And at first I'm thinking, cheap bastard if you don't want to walk, just go pay the money for valet service.  then, he gets to the road, backs up and continues to follow me to my parking space.

 I get in my car, and he puts on his flashes backing up traffic like woah. So I figure, I better get my facebooking and twittering done before I hit the road, and best to find the fastest route now before I leave. See, I wasn't budging until he left. I played all my DrawSomething games and set up my GPS, ate that apple I never got to and 20 minutes later he's still sitting there. SERIOUSLY?! you could have been in the mall and shopping by now. So this dude gets out of his car and knocks on my window. ON MY GODDAMNED WINDOW. So I put it down a pinch and he's all "you going to be long" and I'm thinking, you've already waited 20 minutes, whats another 10?! but I didn't I just said "yes" waited for them to leave and go follow some other person, and pulled out letting what looked like a minivan full of teenagers take my nice parking spot. Moral of the story... well there is none, I was just being an ass to an overly annoying parking spot vulcher.

Anyways, our little chicks aren't so little anymore. We lost one last week, and I ordered 3 more to fill the hole is my soul where my little Twink used to be. This morning I'm waking up, and I hear the chickens making some sounds that aren't normal. I figure they probably just knocked over their food or water so I get up and walk into the dining room to see Clara OUT OF THE CAGE, sitting on top of the screen. Must have just happened because she still looked in shock like "Oh damn,  I actually got out" and I was all, oh no you didn't! But first, let me take a picture with Instgram.. then I put her back in, and closed the gap around the light. haha.

A true "fan girl" moment

So today was a pretty cool fan moment for me. As some of you may know, my New Years resolution is to get Wil Wheaton to retweet (Jesus spell check, retweet a WORD now, enough with the red squiggles) me because he genuinely liked something I said in reply to him.  And it would have to be in reply, because lets me honest @wilw doesn't follow @Only1KristenL (that would be just a bit to much for me, I'd feel required to tweet witty/funny/smart stuff!)

So anyways, Felicia Day who just seems so super cool to me so I follow her tweeted about song birds and how she'd like one to perch on her finger (I totally get that, I think it's Disney's fault for setting up that unreal expectation) and among the comments about poop she also got my picture of my new chick Codex (who is almost 10 days old now!!) Not only did she respond, but she FAVORITED my tweet too!

And really, how could you NOT favorite that little face. I named her Codex because almost my entire flock is named after Characters in The Guild and she's a redhead (Red Sex Link) and she's sweet and really doesn't want to be held, but she'll tolerate it because she's not one to put up a big fuss.  

So you're probably wondering why Wil Wheaton came up in all of this right? Well, Felicia wanted to use my tweet and pic in an upcoming episode of The Flog on her YouTube channel Geek & Sundry  (SERIOUSLY!?) and since my rooster is named after Wil's character on the guild (Fawkes) and he's got this nifty new show called TableTop (all about table top gaming!) on that same channel I figure I'm in the 6 degrees of internet separation from him now, and a smidge closer to my goal. Because maybe he'll think it's endearing I named my rooster after him. Or... maybe he'll worry that I've got a signed picture of him with candles and a lock of hair in my closet, but that would be crazy.. silly even. 

Anyways, I'm rambling. I planned on making a post about when I passed out in the bathtub at Cassie's Batchelorette party, but that will have to wait until another day. Until then, follow me on Twitter (@Only1KristenL) and leave a comment here to let me know you stopped by! 

Just real quick.

There is nothing more soothing than little baby chicks. The way they peep and scratch. And then, at night when you sneak up to their tub and they are all fast asleep and it looks like the aftermath of a college frat party. Or how they literally fall asleep in the middle of eating.  But I just wish they weren't so damned scared of me, don't they know how much I love them?! That I want to hold them and nurture them and name them cute things like Codex and Fawkes? I promise I wont go all Grapes of Wrath on you. Promise, just stop falling over yourselves when you see me.

That said, they aren't all named, so why don't you help? I've got two female "slipper chickens" they will be brownish/tan with feathered feet. Here's what one looks like now:

Someone already suggested Frodo, and I thought that was awful clever but it's a girl so.... Name away! 

Oh the facets of a girl like me.

So, I've never really been able to fit into any mold. EVER. And the older I get the more true it becomes. I love fashion, and Harley's and farming, folk music and Slayer. I've got a inner geek that's being cultivated as we speak. I play WoW and if I could handle duel joysticks I'd probably play Xbox.

 Let's take today, On my way home from work I couldn't wait to see my little Chicky-Choos and tell Mike I'd named them all after characters in "The Guild" Mostly from Axis of Evil. But, then he texted me my bike was running. So I took Diamond for a little spin! Then, as I settle into my chair he plays a Kotaku preview of the Mists of Pandaria on WoW. And I totally geeked out that you could be a RED PANDA (but only if you're a chick)

All my life I'd had a friend that thought I was always trying to "fit in" when I got interested in something new, but what they didn't realize is I've picked up all this info and knowledge of so many different things it makes me an incredibly well rounded person, and not shallow at all (Like trying to "fit in" suggests)

And then we could talk about all the stuff I've done for work, but that's a whole other blog post!