<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4212148573910877407</id><updated>2011-07-31T05:09:13.328-05:00</updated><category term='Frank'/><category term='Distraction'/><category term='Canada Plans'/><category term='US Plans'/><category term='Engagement'/><title type='text'>Duder Gets Hitched</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4212148573910877407/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Duder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401010320409545349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4212148573910877407.post-5527840147767977960</id><published>2009-08-31T02:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T03:00:00.179-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Satisfaction</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting here, not able to sleep, watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Satisfaction&lt;/span&gt;. I loved this movie when I was younger. Its kinda fun watching it now:). I took, essentially, three naps between 6am and 12:30am after being up for about 18 hours. I got home and went to bed at 6am. I had a long night of fighting alarms and paperwork at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the entire day: pulling up to my apartment and seeing Frank in the window of my apartment looking at me. He has been sleeping on, with, or near me all day! I love it! Princess was happy to see me too though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Satisfaction &lt;/span&gt;is done and I should try this sleep thing again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4212148573910877407-5527840147767977960?l=dudergetshitched.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/feeds/5527840147767977960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4212148573910877407&amp;postID=5527840147767977960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4212148573910877407/posts/default/5527840147767977960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4212148573910877407/posts/default/5527840147767977960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/2009/08/satisfaction.html' title='Satisfaction'/><author><name>Duder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401010320409545349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4212148573910877407.post-2874582473059282816</id><published>2009-08-25T02:50:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T02:50:36.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Case of the Relucant Bride</title><content type='html'>So next Monday, Labor Day, is my shower. I know its coming up and have talked to people about it, including my amazing maid-of-honor, who is hosting it. But its not the top thing in my head. Tonight I was talking to a friend on the phone when we were getting off the phone I said we'd talk soon and she said "well for sure next Monday" and it took me a bit to realize  what she was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its almost like I'm the reluctant bride. 48 days left and its still not clicking. Although I did just order my first item with my new last name: my name tag for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess's mom is coming tomorrow night and is staying through the week. I'll only be home for a day of her visit but I'm excite because her presence will motivate Princess to get some of her task list done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm been trying to get a start on my vows...Princess doesn't want to hear them before the wedding but they can't been cheesy or funny. I'm not sure she's ever actually met me, since that pretty much sums me up. I'm kinda approaching vow writing like I would a reflective paper for school.  Signs of an academic...too bad I'm not the best student.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4212148573910877407-2874582473059282816?l=dudergetshitched.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/feeds/2874582473059282816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4212148573910877407&amp;postID=2874582473059282816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4212148573910877407/posts/default/2874582473059282816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4212148573910877407/posts/default/2874582473059282816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/2009/08/case-of-relucant-bride.html' title='The Case of the Relucant Bride'/><author><name>Duder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401010320409545349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4212148573910877407.post-7537862559935293772</id><published>2009-08-25T02:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T02:50:32.568-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dances and Daddys</title><content type='html'>The hardest part of planning our wedding to this point has been the fact my Dad isn't here anymore to be a part of the wedding. I've been trying to find ways to incorporate my dad in ways that won't make me cry like a baby on my wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite book when I was growing up was &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Roses-Mama-Women-West-3/dp/0764202464"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Roses for Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Janette Oke. In this book Angela's parents have died and in the end she's getting married and is missing her parents. It seems so odd now that I am getting married and my Dad isn't here, and yet he read the book with me when I was younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom hasn't really been involved with anything, in part because we're paying for everything and I don't want her to feel guilty that she isn't paying for anything. Also, because I don't think she really knows what to say or do. I'm not sure if its because her youngest daughter is getting married to a girl or if its because she misses my dad and can't believe he's not here to come to my wedding with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I want to find ways to honor my Daddy. I have considered carrying my Dad's Bible down the aisle. I think I'm going to have the candle from my Dad's funeral burning at the wedding, it has my Dad's obit or prayer on it. The biggest challenge though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Father/Daughter Dance. Princess and her dad are going to be doing one but I'm not sure I want to do a Mother/Daughter Dance but I don't want to just breeze over it. I've also considered to have a family dance with my 3 brothers, sister, and Mom, but I'm not sure I love that option either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it off I'm not sure my Mom really wants to walk me down the aisle. She has been exceptionally non-committal about most everything including this. I'm not sure if she doesn't want to who I will have walk me down the aisle. Its between my middle brother, who I'm closest to, and my best friend, Luigi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53 Days and counting...I'll have answers soon enough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4212148573910877407-7537862559935293772?l=dudergetshitched.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/feeds/7537862559935293772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4212148573910877407&amp;postID=7537862559935293772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4212148573910877407/posts/default/7537862559935293772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4212148573910877407/posts/default/7537862559935293772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/2009/08/dances-and-daddys.html' title='Dances and Daddys'/><author><name>Duder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401010320409545349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4212148573910877407.post-1969088266582775173</id><published>2009-08-25T02:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T02:32:56.452-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='US Plans'/><title type='text'>Slowly but Surely</title><content type='html'>At least that's what my Dad would say if he were still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding planning is coming slowly yet at lightning speed. We changed our minds about the invites several times but eventually found one we could both agree upon. I'll be doing a post just on that in the following weeks. Invites are out or will be out depending on what part of the list you're looking at:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered cupcakes from a local catering company after going back and forth on cakes and bakers. We are doing three flavors and my mouth waters just thinking about them! I can't wait to see what she does. We also ordered a smaller cake so we have something to cut, as that is one of the few "traditional" parts of our wedding. Its going to be two flavors and two tiers and will be white, pink, and black:).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I'm so slow lately. I just changed jobs and now have a second apartment and don't have internet there, yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4212148573910877407-1969088266582775173?l=dudergetshitched.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/feeds/1969088266582775173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4212148573910877407&amp;postID=1969088266582775173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4212148573910877407/posts/default/1969088266582775173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4212148573910877407/posts/default/1969088266582775173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/2009/08/slowly-but-surely.html' title='Slowly but Surely'/><author><name>Duder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401010320409545349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4212148573910877407.post-4754205641625497453</id><published>2009-06-20T13:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T13:51:37.962-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupcakes and Pictures</title><content type='html'>It seems we have most of the big stuff planned except for our baker and our photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made several contacts with bakers to see if they do cupcakes. We thought we had a baker when we wanted a cake but then Princess changed her mind and decided she wants cupcakes. I still want to cut a cake so we're looking at cupcakes for our guests and a small cake. No fondant though. We don't like fondant. So I've gotten pictures and quotes from several bakers in the area who do cupcakes, unlike our original baker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as a photographer, I've started to get sample pictures and quotes from several. We really want someone who is still building a portfolio because we want to help further someones education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok time for a chick flick and kitty time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4212148573910877407-4754205641625497453?l=dudergetshitched.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/feeds/4754205641625497453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4212148573910877407&amp;postID=4754205641625497453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4212148573910877407/posts/default/4754205641625497453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4212148573910877407/posts/default/4754205641625497453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/2009/06/cupcakes-and-pictures.html' title='Cupcakes and Pictures'/><author><name>Duder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401010320409545349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4212148573910877407.post-2431353976788741292</id><published>2009-04-15T20:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:44:22.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So far we have started the invitation list. We're considering inviting a smaller group of people to our wedding and then a larger group to the reception later in the evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We do have a reception site booked and the caterer comes with it:) We have the menu picked for the most part but we're still working on some of the details. We just have so many people who we want to celebrate with but our venue can only hold about 100 for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I contacted a friend of mine who does scenic photography and he has passed on my info to some students who do photography.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My amazingly organized Maid of Honor picked up bridal gown catalogs for me and has already set a date for when we're going dress shopping. I'm really hoping that she'll do all the leg work and get the appointments set up. She and my attendant will be going and trying on dresses. I'm excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4212148573910877407-2431353976788741292?l=dudergetshitched.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/feeds/2431353976788741292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4212148573910877407&amp;postID=2431353976788741292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4212148573910877407/posts/default/2431353976788741292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4212148573910877407/posts/default/2431353976788741292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/2009/04/plans_15.html' title='Plans'/><author><name>Duder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401010320409545349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4212148573910877407.post-3485583483526093814</id><published>2009-04-11T11:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T11:52:13.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Plans</title><content type='html'>Its amazing how the decision of seven individuals can change my whole life in one action. On Friday, April 3rd, the Iowa Supreme Court unanimously voted that not allowing same sex couples was against the Iowa Equal Protections Clause of the Iowa State Constitution. With that said, since we can get married in the state we live in, we've decided to move up our wedding date since we won't have to pay for all of the travel...so we're getting married October 17th, 2009! 6 months!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exactly one week from when it was announced we could get married in the state we live...we have paid our deposit on our venue where we'll be married and have our reception.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It all seems to be happening fast but at the same time it feels right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4212148573910877407-3485583483526093814?l=dudergetshitched.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/feeds/3485583483526093814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4212148573910877407&amp;postID=3485583483526093814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4212148573910877407/posts/default/3485583483526093814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4212148573910877407/posts/default/3485583483526093814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/2009/04/plans.html' title='Plans'/><author><name>Duder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401010320409545349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4212148573910877407.post-5402900396812180787</id><published>2008-12-06T15:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T15:53:00.160-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Distraction'/><title type='text'>Meme</title><content type='html'>I've been a bit busy since I just started a new job on Monday. I call it my "big girl job" and I work about 50+ hours a week so I'm entertaining you with a meme until I get settled and can post again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marital Status?&lt;br /&gt;Engaged and planning a Canadian wedding and Wisconsin reception&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long have you been toget​her?&lt;br /&gt;2 years on New Years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long did you know each other​ befor​e you start​ed datin​g?&lt;br /&gt;about a year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who asked​ who out?&lt;br /&gt;Duder asked Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old are each of you?&lt;br /&gt;26 &amp;amp; 29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your astro​logic​al signs​?&lt;br /&gt;Scorpio and Libra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;​How tall are each of you?&lt;br /&gt;5'5" and 5'5"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose mothe​r do you see the most?&lt;br /&gt;Princess's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose sibli​ngs do/​did you see the most?​&lt;br /&gt;Duder's generally but Princess's recently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any child​ren toget​her?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;​​Do you have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;Yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’​s the harde​st on you as a coupl​e?&lt;br /&gt;Our families are completely different and we therefore are completely different, I'm a talker, she's a thinker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you both do for a livin​g?​&lt;br /&gt;UniversityStudent Affairs &amp;amp; Sell Textbooks to Universities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that what you went to schoo​l for?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;​Did you both go to the same schoo​l?​&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you from the same homet​own?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you live in the same town now?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the smart​est?​&lt;br /&gt;Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the most sensi​tive?​&lt;br /&gt;Duder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where​ do you eat out most as a coupl​e?​&lt;br /&gt;Hyvee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where​ do you shop the most as a coupl​e?&lt;br /&gt;Hyvee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;​Where​ is the furth​est you two have trave​led toget​her as a coupl​e?​&lt;br /&gt;Starbuck, MN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has the best group​ of frien​ds?&lt;br /&gt;Tie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has the crazi​est exes?&lt;br /&gt;Duder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has the worst​ tempe​r?​&lt;br /&gt;Duder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who does the cooki​ng?​&lt;br /&gt;Duder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is more socia​l?&lt;br /&gt;Duder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the neat-​freak​?​&lt;br /&gt;Neither&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the most stubb​orn?​&lt;br /&gt;Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who hogs the bed?&lt;br /&gt;Tie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wakes​ up earli​er?&lt;br /&gt;Duder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where​ was your first​ date?​&lt;br /&gt;Princess cooked Dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said I Love You first​?​&lt;br /&gt;Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has the bigge​r famil​y?&lt;br /&gt;Duder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who gives flowe​rs the most often​?&lt;br /&gt;Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you spend​ Thanksgiving?&lt;br /&gt;This year at Princess's parent's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is more jealo​us?&lt;br /&gt;neither really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have littl​e pet names​ for each other​?​&lt;br /&gt;yup...can you guess what they are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long did it take to get serio​us?​&lt;br /&gt;a meal and about 50 hours of phone conversation leading up to that meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who eats more?&lt;br /&gt;Duder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who sings​ bette​r?​&lt;br /&gt;we don't really sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who’s​ older​?​&lt;br /&gt;Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who does the laund​ry?​&lt;br /&gt;Duder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who does the dishe​s?​&lt;br /&gt;Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who’s​ bette​r with the compu​ter?&lt;br /&gt;Duder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who drive​s?​ ​&lt;br /&gt;Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who picks​ where​ you go to dinne​r?​&lt;br /&gt;Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the first​ one to admit​ when they’​re wrong​?​&lt;br /&gt;Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who named​ your pet?&lt;br /&gt;The humane society&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who kisse​d who first​?​&lt;br /&gt;Duder kissed Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has more tatto​os?​&lt;br /&gt;Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who eats more sweet​s?​&lt;br /&gt;Duder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cries​ more?​&lt;br /&gt;Duder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's the traditionalist?&lt;br /&gt;Duder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's the most sentimental?&lt;br /&gt;Duder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed disturbing trend...I'm a piece of work...and a little crazy I think...In  my professional opinion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4212148573910877407-5402900396812180787?l=dudergetshitched.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/feeds/5402900396812180787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4212148573910877407&amp;postID=5402900396812180787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4212148573910877407/posts/default/5402900396812180787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4212148573910877407/posts/default/5402900396812180787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/2008/12/meme.html' title='Meme'/><author><name>Duder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401010320409545349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4212148573910877407.post-7766478530851358538</id><published>2008-11-22T20:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T20:48:58.329-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='US Plans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada Plans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank'/><title type='text'>Preparations</title><content type='html'>Wedding plans are moving slow because we're trying to get the leg work done so we really can plan. We've decided to move so in the next month we'll be moving 2 blocks! We're moving someplace bigger and better. Once we get moved we're doing save the dates. I think we're leaning for chocolate and orange as colors for Save the Dates and Invites. We need to figure out pictures as well. There are only about a half a dozen of the two of us together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did decide last weekend that we want to have hummus during our reception. Other than that we've decided we're both going to go up in the spring to Banff to check out options and just make sure that's really where we want to get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had a bit of a rough end of our week because Frank, one of my amazing cats, got diagnosed with a terminal illness. He's perfectly happy now, he has not idea he's sick, but we have no idea how long we have but we're going to enjoy the time we have with him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4212148573910877407-7766478530851358538?l=dudergetshitched.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/feeds/7766478530851358538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4212148573910877407&amp;postID=7766478530851358538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4212148573910877407/posts/default/7766478530851358538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4212148573910877407/posts/default/7766478530851358538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/2008/11/preparations.html' title='Preparations'/><author><name>Duder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401010320409545349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4212148573910877407.post-4552427791978434928</id><published>2008-11-09T19:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:38:06.915-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='US Plans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada Plans'/><title type='text'>Location, Location, Location (and a date)</title><content type='html'>Well Princess and I took Friday night to rest, catch up, and set a date. It was amazing! My sister got a hotel room and we had a blast just hanging out together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decisions were made:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We will be getting married on August 20, 2010&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We will be married in Banff, Alberta, Canada (I love the Rockies!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The actual ceremony and Canada trip will be maybe 50 people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It will be a ceremony and a small dinner, then time spent celebrating with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We will be having our reception in Northern Wisconsin, provided Princess' parents agree to host it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This reception is scheduled for September 25, 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The reception will be larger but more of a backyard feel.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So there we go...the first basic plans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4212148573910877407-4552427791978434928?l=dudergetshitched.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/feeds/4552427791978434928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4212148573910877407&amp;postID=4552427791978434928' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4212148573910877407/posts/default/4552427791978434928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4212148573910877407/posts/default/4552427791978434928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/2008/11/location-location-location-and-date.html' title='Location, Location, Location (and a date)'/><author><name>Duder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401010320409545349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4212148573910877407.post-7265727322912213640</id><published>2008-10-12T20:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:37:31.063-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Engagement'/><title type='text'>Engagement...the rest of the story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;On 10/01 Princess and I were at our favorite neighborhood bar and had both been drinking and she asked me if I was planning on asking her "something concrete" soon. I laughed and asked why and she said she was getting a feeling that I might be. Princess was concerned that she might be overwhelmed when I ask so she wanted a heads up. I told her to consider this as her heads up for the rest of the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 10/02 Princess and I went out for Dinner the Supper Club of her choice and we had a great dinner. After dinner we came home and opened gifts with the cats. First she opened her gift from the cats first. They got her a book called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear First Lady: Letters to the White House&lt;/span&gt; which is letters written to and from the First Ladies of the USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the gift from me. I got her a singing Hallmark Card because she loves the singing cards and I love Hallmark! It played our song and I wrote (what I consider to be) a cute note. Princess then opened her gift from me. I got her a compass/thermometer/light that is also a zipper pull. When we go camping, and when we were at Rothbury, we had a few problems with directions and seeing where we were going. She kept looking at the back of the thermometer like it was missing something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I was kneeling on the floor (I lack balance). I had grabbed her ring out of my pocket and had it in my hand. She knew what was happening next and kept grabbing my hand and giggling. Finally we were composed enough for me to tell her that I love her. I think asked her, "Will you continue on this journey with me?" She obviously said yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then started tearing up because I'm that girl who gets emotional about such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go...the rest of the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4212148573910877407-7265727322912213640?l=dudergetshitched.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/feeds/7265727322912213640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4212148573910877407&amp;postID=7265727322912213640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4212148573910877407/posts/default/7265727322912213640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4212148573910877407/posts/default/7265727322912213640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/2008/10/engagementthe-rest-of-story.html' title='Engagement...the rest of the story'/><author><name>Duder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401010320409545349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4212148573910877407.post-3389031970463146070</id><published>2008-10-10T22:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:37:06.924-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Engagement'/><title type='text'>Engagement Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://duderwritesagain.blogspot.com/2008/10/engagement-dinner.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tonight we went and had dinner with our double date couple who just got married 2 weeks ago. When the got engaged about a year ago and we took them out and they wanted to return the favor. It was fun to just sit and enjoy the engagement and an evening off. We got to chat a lot about what we enjoyed from our friends' wedding and what our initial thoughts are about what we want for our wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tomorrow we get to spend the majority of the day together just hanging out with our cats and each other. We're going to go pick up dinner and go to one of the local parks, eat and just write down our initial ideas for wedding plans so that we don't forget something or just get overwhelmed with all the questions. This way we're on the same page as people ask us questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I did officially relinquish control over our first dance song to Princess because she asked, I'm inclined to think that she's going to get overwhelmed and just want a few small details that she's in charge of so I'll take what help she wants to give. I love that she's getting excited though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I hope her ring is ready to be picked up from being sized on Monday because I want her to be able to wear it. It was kinda weird to go to dinner with our friends to celebrate our engagement without her ring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4212148573910877407-3389031970463146070?l=dudergetshitched.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/feeds/3389031970463146070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4212148573910877407&amp;postID=3389031970463146070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4212148573910877407/posts/default/3389031970463146070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4212148573910877407/posts/default/3389031970463146070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudergetshitched.blogspot.com/2008/10/engagement-dinner.html' title='Engagement Dinner'/><author><name>Duder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05401010320409545349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
