Weddingbee Blog

July 15th / Sat

Lay out on the beach day! I’m so excited! It looked like this when we woke up.

We got out there around 12:30ish after having lunch. So here we are, laying out.

Do you see the sun? That’s funny! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Neither do I! So sad. The sun came out for 15 minutes then said “Peace Out Biotch!”

We layed out in the clouds till 4 then headed up to our dinky 12×12 hotel swimming pool on the roof.

Ok so eventually we gave up on the sun and I don’t want to hear any shit about what I’m about to tell you. It’s ugly but it’s part of their culture, and I wanted to experience it while we were down there. We went to a cock fight and can I just say that I have never seen grown men get so excited over 2 chickens! I really thought some of the older guys were going to keel over and have a stroke the way they were yelling. Yes it was sad. I had to look away when I saw the blood. They were serving tacos and I really wanted one but then I saw that it was chicken tacos and I’m thinking uh yeah. No spank you.

For our last dinner we wanted to try real Puerto Rican food so the hotel recommended Platos which was right down the street.

The little container I’m holding is guava butter. It was delicious!

For dessert we ordered plantain cheesecake. It was ok. I think I’m allergic to fresh plantain. It made my mouth feel funny.

July 16th / Sun

Oh shit. We’re back.

Oh and the dinner bill on the first night was on our final hotel bill when we checked out. Mr. Ladybug basically said f you, we’re not paying for it. Assholes man.

Random Photos

To my favorite travel partner: Thank you for everything hun. Your love for me shows in everything that you do for us. My heart is forever yours.

Mika Inatome: For the bride if you’re still looking for a dress.

Bluefly: For your bridesmaids.

Kate’s Paperie - If you’re still looking for invitation or paper products.

J. Crew - If you’re still looking for a swimsuit for your honeymoon.

July 14th / Fri
Old San Juan

Old San Juan is beautiful. When we first drove through it I thought, “Now THIS is Puerto Rico.”

This bank had valet parking out front. Weird huh?

Mr. Ladybug made a comment that he thinks I just take pictures of anything and everything. NO I DON’T! And this just goes to show that you don’t know me at all.

We had lunch at The Parrot Club.

Mr. Ladybug got a Bloody Mary. I, on the other hand live on the edge of danger. I got Sprite.

We started off with the shrimp and scallop ceviche (you have to order ceviche at least once in PR). It was YUMMY! Mr. Ladybug ordered the Latin spiced fried pork over mashed sweet plantain cake w/ tropical coleslaw. I ordered the seared salmon over spanish style potato salad w/ salt cod and roasted peppers.

Afterwards we drove to Plaza las Americas which is supposedly the largest mall in the Carribean. We only walked around the first floor and decided to head back to the hotel. After we got to the room, I went to look out the window and saw this.

We got dressed after resting for a few hours and then headed back to Old San Juan for some dinner.

Date Night Trois
July was Mr. Ladybug’s turn to plan a date night which he chose to do in Puerto Rico. We had dinner at Dragonfly. Latin-Asian Fusion. Not bad.

We noticed at a couple of tables nearby where the waiters were showing customers how to use chopsticks. Mr. Ladybug grabbed our waiter, Manny, who was walking by and said “Hey Manny! How come you’re not showing us how to use chopsticks?” Haha you corny!

La Princesa Promenade
Afterwards we took a nice romantic walk around Old San Juan and ended up walking down La Princesa Promenade.

I saw this GINORMOUS tree and you know what the first thing I thought of was? “I can build a friggin awesome tree house with this!” I actually said it out loud and what’s-his-face rolled his eyes at me. That’s fine. Go ahead. Roll your eyes but when I build one for our kids guess who’s not invited up? George Clooney’s invited I’ll tell you that much!

We also passed this on the promenade but it was gated so I couldn’t read any of the inscriptions. If you know what this is can you tell me? There’s a statue on the left of the stairs of a father, I’m guessing, and he’s reaching out in front of him. On the right side of the steps there’s another statue of a man holding a baby towards the father. Does anyone know the story? I’m very curious!

I love this last photo. Like we’re having a romantic moment but WE’RE NOT. I set the camera to timer and then I ran back to him and said “Stop looking at the camera! Just look at me.” Pretend you love me dammit! You see how he’s looking at me lovingly? You know what he said to me a second before the camera went off? He said “You’re gay.” *CLICK*

To be continued…

Referring back to the acne/dermatologist posting…

I noticed that some people left comments about how some of the acne medication was expensive. My sister also had this problem when she was just starting off with her job and was low on cash. I told her to go back to her doctor and tell him her financial situation. Most doctors know that medication is sometimes unaffordable. If you have a really good doctor he can provide samples that medical reps give them for free.

My sister left the doctor’s office with a bag of samples.

This is a new Ed Burns movie that’s out now. Let me know if you see it. I love Ed Burns.

July 13th / Thu
El Yunque - Rainforest

We decided to rent a car to go around on our own. So we woke up, got a car, and then drove about 45 minutes to check out El Yunque.

Don’t make fun of the ponchos. They were 4 bucks each. Since we were in the rainforest it rained like every 10 minutes. We looked hot Asian tourists in blue trash bags. Don’t hate.

We decided to take the 45 minute hiking trail to get to La Coca Falls. Thats not rain in the first photo. That’s humidity my babies.

Hotness in blue trash bags r’ us.

Luqillo Beach
Afterwards we decided to cool off and hit the beach. You can see El Yunque in the back.

That’s Mr. Ladybug in the water. He looked so sad by himself in the water so I skipped the tan and joined him in the water.

Here’s a photo of the palm trees I took above me while laying out…for 10 mintues. So sad but Mr. Ladybug said we could go to the beach on Saturday and lay out all day.

Bioluminescent Tour

Next we drove to Fjardo to check out the Bioluminescent tour. There’s only 5 of these in the world. I think there’s 3 in PR, 1 in the Bahamas, and I missed it when the tour guide was telling us where the 5th one was.

When we were in PR the sun would set around 7ish and by 8 it’s dark out. This tour is better if it’s pitch dark out so we took the 7pm tour. You basically kayak with a tour group into the mangroves which leads to a lagoon. It’s a 45 minute trip and remember to spray OFF on your entire body. The mosquitos attacked Mr. Ladybug where he forgot to spray which was his neck and shoulder area. 15 bites! Fuckin hate mosquitos.

By the time you hit the lagoon it’s dark out. When you jump in the water, everywhere you kick or splash the water glows. It’s like an eerie white glow that you can see in the dark. I tried taking a photo of it but the guide said that you need a special camera. It kinda looks like this only the outline around you looks more white than green. This is the only time we argued. We realized that we are not canoers and we will never go into a boat unless someone is rowing for us.

To be continued…

Puerto Rico was beautiful. It was humid, we had some scattered showers, but overall it was beautiful. I especially loved Old San Juan.

We stayed at The Water Club which was located right on the beach in San Juan. The people there were so kind and just very warm.

July 12th / Wed
Bought a snack before we got on the plane. I love sour candy. I’m a sucka for it.

We’re here! Puerto Rico! HO!!!!!!

Ok let me tell you about The Water Club. We arrived in PR at 1. Check in time was supposed to be at 3, so we left our suitcases at the front desk and walked around outside to kill some time. We got back at 3 and our room wasn’t ready. They told us to come back in 45 minutes so we went up to the roof bar to kill some more time. We came back down after 45 minutes and our room STILL wasn’t ready. They offered us free drinks if we went up to bar again and told us that they would come and get us. Mr. Ladybug was getting pissed.

So we go back up and after another 45 minutes, someone comes and gets us. They take us to our room and it’s NOT the Ocean View room that we had paid for. It’s a partial view. So they apologize and take us up 3 levels and give us yet another partial view. Are you fucking kidding me?! Now I’m pissed! Mr. Ladybug took the time out to plan this whole trip for me and paid extra for an ocean view, and I felt that they were jerking him around. It’s one thing if I take advantage of him (cause he’s my man) but it’s another thing when someone else is doing it. By now I’m livid!

We go downstairs to talk to Fernando at the front desk. He tells us that if we go directly to their website that they offer 4 different views but that if we went through Orbitz or anywhere else to book a stay that they only offer 2 choices. And even though we selected “Ocean View” it’s really a partial view and that we’re getting what we paid for. Mr. Ladybug fucking went off because by now it’s 5 o’ clock people. We got there 4 hours ago and we haven’t done shit.

So then we ask to speak to the manager, Bob. To sum this up really quickly, Bob offers to comp our dinner that night at Tangerine. Whoop-dee-doo. Usually we’re all for boutique hotels but this one stunk. I think the hotel is great for the young and single, but for couples I don’t think it’s that great. I thought the hotel setup was really nice. Very modern. It was rated the top 5 Carribean hotels to stay at in 2003 by Conde Nast Traveler, but then again things must have been different 3 years ago. Mr. Ladybug thinks we should have stayed at the El San Juan instead. C’est la vie. Oh and don’t eat at Tangerine. It sucked ass. Thank God we didn’t pay for it.

This was a statue in the lobby that I thought was absolutely beautiful.

The view from the hotel lobby.

I thought this was pretty cool. When you get in the elevator there’s no ceiling and the back wall of the elevator is glass with water running behind it.

Please ignore the man with the corny pose in the photo. He is not my husband. haha…

The bar on the roof.

Can I just say that I was obsessed with this statue.

I kept staring at it and standing on the seat to get a better look. It looked so tortured. It was beautiful. I actually wanted to steal it but I think they would know that something was up if they saw a 5′1 Asian girl during checkout time carrying a very big marble statue that looked similar to the one that went missing 4 days ago on their roof. Shit. I DESERVE IT! You fucked us over on the ocean view room you bastage! I was a lady. I contained my klepto urges.

To be continued…

What up chicas?! I got back on Sunday from Puerto Rico (HO). I’ve just been swamped at work. I’ll post photos today after I get back home or maybe tomorrow when the hubs goes to play golf.

Today I went to see a dermatologist. I’ve always had acne, but these past 2 weeks I’ve just been fed up with my skin. He told me that I just have a lot of clogged pores and prescribed Retin-A Micro and Benza Clin. I’ll let you guys know how that turns out. For you lucky bitches with perfect skin, can I just say that I hate you? I’m 30 and I’m still breaking out. How sad is that? My uncle goes, “Hey Sujan! You still teenajah?” then proceeds to laugh. Yeah real funny…you bastage. That just cost you your Happy Birthday call from me this year. I sing it in my pretend opera voice.

Man I wish I had perfect skin for my wedding but then I thought I’ll just photoshop everything! Who else gets annoying breakouts? And I’m not talking about just that ONE pimple on your otherwise flawless face. I’m also thinking about photo-rejuvenation. Has anyone done that? I’m also thinking about removing the tattoo that I got after a breakup with an ex. Man, girls do really stupid things after breakups.

Ok I’m back from my waxing. Oh my mother-of-my-old-dog-gatsby it hurt like a mofo! I know I’m scaring you waxing virginites out there, but trust me, it’s worth it. If you get it and your husband tries to tap dat ass I expect a bajillion comments thanking me and calling me Lord Susan da Great. I heard that a lot of girls get waxed but request shapes. Like a heart or something. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Crajees.

Wouldn’t it be funny if your whole wedding was based on your monogram, and then on your wedding night you take off your clothes and you have your monogram waxed down there? Hahahahaha… Omigod. I bet half of you are thinking “THAT’S A GREAT IDEA!” I was just kidding psychos! Don’t go overboard.

Ok tomorrow I am off on my minimoon. Our flight takes off at 8 something in the morning. My co-workers have asked me “Where are you going in Puerto Rico?” To which I reply “I don’t know.” Haha. Mr. Ladybug’s really good about making trip itineraries. I think he actually gets a kick out of doing it. It’s also his turn for our monthly ‘Date Night’ and he’s already picked out a place in Puerto Rico to do it. Aww shucks, I’m a lucky gal. All I know is that we leave from JFK and that we return on Sunday. IcannotwaitIcannotwaitIcannotwait…

Ok so let me finish packing and eat some grub and I’ll post up some more wedding photos before I say adios. I’ll be back in a few hours.

“Puerto Rico I coming! Wait for me pour favour!”

Poor hubs. Last night he got done with work at 1 in the morning. *hugz* Even though he was tired and beat he was really happy when he came home and saw the apartment all clean. Wow. It really doesn’t take much to please a guy huh?

Ok. I’m a slacker. I know. I still have to post my professional photos for the ceremony and reception. Oh and our Thank You cards have not been sent out still. Hahaha…. Maybe tonight? We still have to pack for our minimoon though. We leave tomorrow morning. I cannot wait. I cannot wait. I sound sane right now but inside my head it’s more like:

icannotwaiticannotwaiticannotwaiticannotwaiticannotwaiticannotwait…

Ok so since we’re heading to the beach that brings me to the topic of Brazilian waxes. Have you ever gotten one? I’ve gotten them before and let me just say that if any of you guys tell me that it didn’t hurt you’re fucking lying out of your asses! I’m sure it’s pretty expensive in Manhattan. I go to La Femme in Hoboken and it costs a little over $40 bucks. I always get Marina who’s this older Russian lady. She tries to start a conversation with you to divert your attention elsewhere, but oh MY GOD you know it’s coming. Our conversations are usually like this: (Note: When you see the caps that’s when she’s pulling off a strip)

Marina: So I haven’t seen you in a while? How have you been?
Me: Um. I’ve been ok.
Marina: Did you have a tough day at work?
Me: Um. Yeah. One of my COWORKERS-OH-GOD-HELP-ME…*phew* *phew* has been stressing me out.
Marina: Really that’s too bad.
Me: Yeah but you know SOMETIMES-OH-LORD…*phew* *phew* you just have to deal with it. You just have to think NOT-TO-OH-SHIT…*phew* *phew* take it personally.

This goes on for like 5-10 minutes or so but HOT DAMN it hurts like hell! I highly recommend getting one if you’re going to the beach. Your husband will thank you. Hahaha! Oh and I always tip well when I get one. It’s kinda like “I’m sorry you had to see my privacy. You’re not even a lesbian so I’m sure you didn’t enjoy it. Here’s some extra cash for your pain and suffering.” I’m thinking about it now and I think they should feel honored. Hahaha j/k.

Where do you go and how much do you dish out?

I thought I’d share something cute for those who are planning a bridal shower or a bachelorette party.

As you know from some of my previous entries, I am the 2nd out of 5 girls. The oldest, Sarah, and the 4th, Esther, were the first ones to get married in my family. When Esther got married, she had 3 bridesmaids and 2 of them were her best friends. Ironically their older sisters are my best friends. We grew up in a small town, what can I say? Slim pickings in the friend’s department. Hahaha.. I’m joking!

Ok I’m going off topic (no surprise there), so anyway, the 3rd bridesmaid was Hannah (sister number 3 and also one of my bridesmaids). The 3 of them got together and came up with the cutest invitations! Do you remember the paper dolls you used to play with? Well they cut off Esther’s head from a photo and photoshopped it onto a photo of a woman in a bathing suit.

The red slut dress was the Bachelorette party invite and the wedding dress was the Bridal Shower invite.

Flip over to the back of each and details to each party!

Rebecca has been my sister Hannah’s best friend for as long as I can remember. So when Rebecca called me and asked if I could help her out, I didn’t hesitate to say yes. Hannah if you are reading this, this is for you since you don’t have your priorities straight and think that saving the world and finding a cure for HIV is more important than your best friend’s wedding. Just kidding! (Hannah’s in Bangladesh on an internship so wasn’t able to make it to the wedding. We missed you there.)

Rebecca and Keith both reside in Florida and are teachers with a budget under 10 g’s, but they still had a great wedding. They didn’t have a bridal party so instead they had close friends and relatives carry candles down the aisle. Since Hannah couldn’t be there, they put her photo on one of the votive candles that they had one of their friends carry as you’ll see below.

Congrats you guys! I wish you much love and happiness.

Me and my mom. Isn’t she cute? Love her.

Funny story about my mom: Rebecca calls me about 3 weeks before the wedding and this is the conversation I had with her on the phone.

Rebecca: Susan can you talk to your mom?
Me: *sigh* What did she do?
Rebecca: I called her to ask her if she was coming, and she said no. So I told her she had to come and asked her if she wanted chicken or fish. She said she’d take the fish but that she wasn’t coming.

Hahaha…that’s SOOOOO mom! She didn’t want to go because she knew they were on a tight budget. Hahaha…so cute.

I still have to send out my thank you cards. I know, I suck! I’m a HUGE procrastinator. Shame on me! Shame! *slapping myself on the wrist*

Married life is good. I think about Mr. Ladybug at random times and smile. He can be damn cute at times. Last week I sent him an evite cause I know he REALLY wants to see Superman. He was my only invitee.

I checked it an hour later. His response was a yes along with a comment. “You had me at small soda.” Hahaha…Awwww.

This weekend I went home to Philly to help at my sister’s friend’s wedding. So last night I drove back and we were hanging out in the bedroom and he says “You know what I realized this weekend hun?” I said “What?” He answers back, “I realized that I’m lonely when you’re not here with me.”

It’s really cute that after 6 years of dating and 2 months of marriage that he still knows to make my heart skip a beat.
You my dawg hun!