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Name: Lorah
Birthday: 2/4/1981
Gender: Female
Interests: sports, music, travel, wine, food, Justin Ray
Expertise: Hair, geriatric care, organizing things
Occupation: Cosmetologist, Nurse Aide, For
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Member Since:
5/5/2005
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| Recently I've been debating about xanga and whether or not I'll keep up with it. I must admit, I've given into facebook- it's taking over the world and I have spent more time posting pictures there. For writing, I favor xanga- so I'll sneak an update in every now and then and maybe write a story or two when feeling creative. I'm not sure who reads this anymore, but what the heck- I'll probably look back and read someday. About MARRIED LIFE- it's great. Here are some things that go along with the wedded bliss: Our town www.essexct.com Our church http://www.cmalliance.org/
  
I just looked at the website of Essex and the photography is great. Have a look around it, all the categories have amazing pictures. We are enjoying Essex, but I have to admit that this town can be quite humorous when it comes to finding identity in yachts, sail boats, bmw's, antique cars, khaki's (the salmon/pink color), and collared shirts. Don't forget your loafer boat shoes, expensive dogs, and golf clubs! Not that having these things are wrong- we just enjoy our 10 year old Hyundai and old rugged Jeep Wrangler, we don't have a huge colonial house on Main Street, but we do have a cute apartment on main- and for a great deal! We enjoy a good pair of jeans, we have a fish named Clapton, and we're thinking about making our own raft and sailing it down the Connecticut river.
   
About the church we go to, we're really enjoying it and we're probably going to start taking some membership classes. We've met quite a few 'young' couples there. Most of them have kids- they include us even though we're not getting started on 'that' yet. We'll probably be going to a small group starting in a few weeks... young parents, newly weds, singles.... so basically 20's and 30's.
Justin and I have also been playing some tennis (or attempting to play) on some courts just a short walk from our apartment (we're getting better!). We've also joined the local http://www.vsymca.org/daxFront.asp?ID=2 It's an incredible deal, and cheaper than the other gyms I looked at. Now we can work out, play racquetball, basketball, volleyball, swim, etc etc. I haven't actually committed myself to a normal routine yet- but we're paying for a monthly membership so I need to get my (growing) butt over there on a consistent basis. I've been gaining a little 'wedded weight.'
 
I've also been serving this organization http://www.love146.org/pages/page.asp?page_id=21460 by giving them free hair services. This includes some old friends from Mercy Ships. I'm also hoping to get involved a little more and maybe help out in the office now and then in New Haven. I really believe in what they do, watch the videos on their website. Work is going well, cooking is still fun :), and this month I'm reading 'Power of a Praying Wife' so I can have some organized prayer for Justin every day, what a great book. Today I've committed myself to deep clean the apartment and do some laundry so I guess I better get started!   
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| It's shower time, what fun! My sister, Michelle, and friend, Erin, threw a great lil'party for me. Some highlights: friends, family, good food, and gifts that nearly furnish the rest of the apartment (especially the kitchen...Justin and I went from one rusty wok to a full set of T-fal pots and pans- YAY!)  Big sis and I  nice spread
 presents! (that were bigger than me)
 games :)  friends: Erin and Stacy
 Justin made his appearance, and he packed the Jeep with all of our new goodies. Now it's down to planning all the details and little things forgotten til now. It's time to have a bachelorette dinner, it's time to have out of town friends come in, it's time to get married! 18 days and counting. | | |
| Last Thursday my friend Nicole and I drove a couple hours to the house of our other friend, Amanda, in Jersey. She scored some Rachael Ray tickets (to be in the audience of her hour long cooking/talk show). Maybe we'd get some prizes, meet famous people, eat some good food, and maybe get a few seconds on TV ;) The most important thing though of course, would be, to learn a new scrumptious recipe so we can go home and cook up a fabulous meal for our husbands and fiances....right?? After four of us gals met up at Amanda's we took the train into NYC. In the meantime we discussed how hard it was to pick out an outfit for the day. The RR show has a strict dress code...no sneakers, no flip flops, no torn jeans, not white or off white, nothing too busy, nothing sleeveless....and so on. Sounds easy, but it was a challenge for all of us. Besides, we were going to be walking from the train station to the show. Who wants to wear fancy shoes? Solution: flip flops on, fancy shoes in the purse. On the way to the show we stopped for lunch in Bryant park...that didn't work out so well, the whole city and their moms come to eat at Bryant Park for lunch. I wondered if a park even existed there, I think there were more people than blades of grass. Instead we went to a sandwich shop across the street. It was a little chaotic, entering into a sea of people trying to order their salads and paninis cafeteria style. Nevertheless, mission accomplished. After filling our bellies with food we walked down to 44th and got in line for the Rachael Ray show. We got there a half hour before the doors opened, but remained one of the last groups in line. After about 45 minutes of standing on the sidewalk, reapplying makeup and changing out the flip flops, we were told that the audience had reached its maximum capacity and about the last 20 people in line would be cut. That would include us... We were given a quick apology and Amanda was given VIP tickets to a show sometime in the next season. That means you'll get seated before anyone else...but maybe in a year or so. We walked back toward the train without pitching a fit. We stopped at Jamba Juice and Starbucks on the way. Oh well, it was a good time with friends- we had fun and none of us were devastated to miss Rachael. If it were a U2 concert, that would be a completely different story, and I'd probably still be crying. All this to say, this is strike number two for New York City. I hope it's blissful next time... but I'm not really in the mood to go back anytime soon. | | |
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