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- Mood:
tired
Rory was asleep, like a thing that had pushed something not-so-small through a far-smaller orifice.
She was allowed.
She'd tried to stay awake as long as possible, wondering at the tiny little thing with enormous blue eyes that was her daughter. But then the baby had been more interested in sleeping, and so was her mom.
Besides, Rory wasn't going to be bothered by any nurses or anything. They were all scared of Anakin.
[for the huuuuuuuuusband.]
She was allowed.
She'd tried to stay awake as long as possible, wondering at the tiny little thing with enormous blue eyes that was her daughter. But then the baby had been more interested in sleeping, and so was her mom.
Besides, Rory wasn't going to be bothered by any nurses or anything. They were all scared of Anakin.
[for the huuuuuuuuusband.]
It was barely anything when it woke her.
Rory's back had been achey all day, and she'd been fairly miserable and uncomfortable for the vast majority of the week, really. But she'd finally fallen asleep, only to wake several hours later with a sharp stabbing in her abdomen.
She pressed a hand to her belly, a sudden attack of nerves clarifying everything. "Anakin?"
Rory's back had been achey all day, and she'd been fairly miserable and uncomfortable for the vast majority of the week, really. But she'd finally fallen asleep, only to wake several hours later with a sharp stabbing in her abdomen.
She pressed a hand to her belly, a sudden attack of nerves clarifying everything. "Anakin?"
The apartment was a vision of pink and white, decorated in floaty tulle and balloons and glitter and all kinds of Lorelai-esque things. Rory herself, as it was, was wearing a little tiara and a boa, both in pink. (Look, Lorelai was about to be a...grandma. She got to decorate.)
There was a table for presents, and a table with food (it helps when you're close friends with a caterer), and a mommy to be tucked on a couch with a puppy beside her.
Rory, thankfully, hadn't had to lift a finger.
Not that she would have been allowed, anyway.
[waaaaaaaaait for OCD it's up! open for any friends of either Skywalker. :D]
There was a table for presents, and a table with food (it helps when you're close friends with a caterer), and a mommy to be tucked on a couch with a puppy beside her.
Rory, thankfully, hadn't had to lift a finger.
Not that she would have been allowed, anyway.
[
Sometime Saturday evening, Rory roused herself from the bed and finally sent out an invitation that she'd meant to get out a few days prior.
Look, she had been distracted. Several times a day, in fact.
( oh look a cut for image! )
[If you think you got it, you did! Feel free to use the comments to RSVP if you'd like to!]
Look, she had been distracted. Several times a day, in fact.
( oh look a cut for image! )
[If you think you got it, you did! Feel free to use the comments to RSVP if you'd like to!]
( Being out of school was always a strange time for Rory, given that now instead of reading for class, she could fill her days with reading for pleasure )
[OOC: NFI, NFB due to distance. Preplayed between
auroryborealis and the awesome
all4thewookiees, coded with pie by
atreideslioness]
[OOC: NFI, NFB due to distance. Preplayed between
Rory, as it turned out, was a morning person at the age of three.
She flung herself out of her giant bed (she had a giant bed 'cause she was a big girl, and that was how it worked!) and immediately set out for the kitchen. After finding Vladdie and giving him a hug, she decided the cereal was up waaaaaaaaaaaaaay too high.
So, there was a fair amount of noise as little Rory pushed chairs around and piled big, heavy books up to see if she could climb up to reach the cereals. 'Cause that was breakfast foods.
[for the not-wee husband!]
She flung herself out of her giant bed (she had a giant bed 'cause she was a big girl, and that was how it worked!) and immediately set out for the kitchen. After finding Vladdie and giving him a hug, she decided the cereal was up waaaaaaaaaaaaaay too high.
So, there was a fair amount of noise as little Rory pushed chairs around and piled big, heavy books up to see if she could climb up to reach the cereals. 'Cause that was breakfast foods.
[for the not-wee husband!]
Rory picked at the stupid paper gown thing, feeling waaaaaaay overexposed even as she and Anakin waited for the doctor.
And she shifted, because she was uncomfortable for like eighty-five reasons, but the no-peeing-for-hours-and-hours thing was going to kill her.
"What if I can't see it?"
And she shifted, because she was uncomfortable for like eighty-five reasons, but the no-peeing-for-hours-and-hours thing was going to kill her.
"What if I can't see it?"
Having been to the doctor to confirm everything (and drive the poor woman out of her mind, between Rory's incessant questioning and highlighting and notetaking, and Anakin's looming and commentary on Earth's health care), Rory felt confident enough to tell her friends the news.
...that said, she kind of didn't know how, still. But given how the engagement had accidentally been a secret until she sent out invites, she figured it might be best to at least get things rolling in that direction.
Rory would just keep telling herself it wasn't a big deal. Like that would make it so, or something.
[open for return emails, or phone calls, or the husband, or random driveby naked exes. *EYES, HAVING NOT FORGOTTEN LAST WEEK* If you think you got the email, you did. :D ETA: I'm being dragged out for social stuff (ON A TUESDAY, WTF FRIENDS) and thus am thrusting y'all into SP after about 9 EST]
...that said, she kind of didn't know how, still. But given how the engagement had accidentally been a secret until she sent out invites, she figured it might be best to at least get things rolling in that direction.
TO: [friendslist]
FROM: Skywalker, Lorelai G. <l.skywalker@georgetown.edu>
SUBJECT: Hi!
Hi guys! I'm kind of just checking in, touching base with you all, seeing how everyone is. I haven't seen some of you in *awhile* and I just was kind of wondering how everyone's doing! I've got some news of my own, but I so want to hear what's up with everybody else first, because my thing's not *that* big a deal. :)
So - how's life?
- Rory
Rory would just keep telling herself it wasn't a big deal. Like that would make it so, or something.
[open for return emails, or phone calls, or the husband, or random driveby naked exes. *EYES, HAVING NOT FORGOTTEN LAST WEEK* If you think you got the email, you did. :D ETA: I'm being dragged out for social stuff (ON A TUESDAY, WTF FRIENDS) and thus am thrusting y'all into SP after about 9 EST]
So.
Maybe she'd taken it wrong?
Rory tried very hard to think clearly as she stared at the little stick...thingie. Did these even have technical names? 'Pee sticks' didn't seem right. Maybe Paris would know. She knew things. Rory would have to ask her, though that would of course mean subjecting herself to a terrifying Paris lecture, and now she wasn't even sure she was going to have time for her normal study schedule, considering what the little stick thingie was telling her.
She'd probably just done it wrong. It was good that she'd bought five, all different brands, just in case, when she'd figured out she was late. It seemed kind of weird, anyway, that she just missed one pill and then all of sudden sticks were telling her things wrong.
By the time she'd taken all five tests and they'd all said the same thing, she knew the answer, now. And that was why she proceeded to spend two hours on the phone with her mom, crying and smiling and feeling a lot better about the whole thing, and far less panicked.
She'd never missed Connecticut so much.
And now, she was showered, and made up a little, and she'd even attempted to cook (and then she'd ordered Chinese, because who was she kidding?) and perched anxiously on the couch to wait for Anakin so she could tell him. And hopefully, sometime between now and then, she'd know how to.
Maybe she'd taken it wrong?
Rory tried very hard to think clearly as she stared at the little stick...thingie. Did these even have technical names? 'Pee sticks' didn't seem right. Maybe Paris would know. She knew things. Rory would have to ask her, though that would of course mean subjecting herself to a terrifying Paris lecture, and now she wasn't even sure she was going to have time for her normal study schedule, considering what the little stick thingie was telling her.
She'd probably just done it wrong. It was good that she'd bought five, all different brands, just in case, when she'd figured out she was late. It seemed kind of weird, anyway, that she just missed one pill and then all of sudden sticks were telling her things wrong.
By the time she'd taken all five tests and they'd all said the same thing, she knew the answer, now. And that was why she proceeded to spend two hours on the phone with her mom, crying and smiling and feeling a lot better about the whole thing, and far less panicked.
She'd never missed Connecticut so much.
And now, she was showered, and made up a little, and she'd even attempted to cook (and then she'd ordered Chinese, because who was she kidding?) and perched anxiously on the couch to wait for Anakin so she could tell him. And hopefully, sometime between now and then, she'd know how to.
The gazebo and surrounding park were still all done up in twinkly little lights, and there were tons of little tables around for guests to sit, complete with wee favors.
A buffet had been set up, withtotally moddable but also REALLY GOOD food, with a cake set off by itself. PLS IGNORE THE WATERMARK OKAY SOOKIE MADE IT RLY.
There was one bigger table, where the bridal party was supposed to sit, and another set up for gifts. And, over by the gazebo, there was a dance floor and a small band playing.
[WAIT FOR THE OCD OR I WILL STAB YOU WITH ONE OF RORY'S SHOES it's up, have fun!]
A buffet had been set up, with
There was one bigger table, where the bridal party was supposed to sit, and another set up for gifts. And, over by the gazebo, there was a dance floor and a small band playing.
[
A few of the larger rooms had been, um, borrowed by Lorelai for the wedding, and interestingly, they were on opposite sides of the inn.
Almost as though someone was trying to keep someone from seeing someone before sometime. Or something.
[just for the wedding party, please! a post will go up shortly for the ceremony, and one a little later for the reception.]
Almost as though someone was trying to keep someone from seeing someone before sometime. Or something.
[just for the wedding party, please! a post will go up shortly for the ceremony, and one a little later for the reception.]
"So are you going to blindfold me," Rory asked, as she walked up the porch steps with her mother, "or do I actually get to see my wedding gown before I put it on?"
( In which there is a gown )
[NFB, NFI, and assorted other acronyms. YAY OOC though!]
( In which there is a gown )
[NFB, NFI, and assorted other acronyms. YAY OOC though!]
After their dinner date, Rory led the way back to her suite, waved to Paris and dragged Anakin into her room before too many words could be exchanged.
"Okay, so," she said, shutting the door. "Hi. Good birthday so far?"
"Okay, so," she said, shutting the door. "Hi. Good birthday so far?"
Rory had bounced when she got the call. She'd bounced when she actually went and picked up the paperwork. And now she was bouncing, waiting to show Anakin.
She really hoped he'd be happy.
[For that guy she's marrying omg.]
She really hoped he'd be happy.
[For that guy she's marrying omg.]
Rory was deeply grateful she hadn't run into Paris out in the living room or kitchen, given that she was making an ice cream run in one of Anakin's shirts.
"No vodka tonight," she said apologetically as she closed the door behind her and waved the pair of spoons at the occupant of her bed.
[for said occupant.]
"No vodka tonight," she said apologetically as she closed the door behind her and waved the pair of spoons at the occupant of her bed.
[for said occupant.]
Given that she'd sent the invitations out a few days ago, they should have probably arrived at their various destinations today or yesterday. Rory wasn't thinking about that, of course, but the fact stood true anyway.
Right now, she was busy studying for an econ test next week, and not really even thinking about her wedding at all.
[open for phone calls/emails/etc. If you got an email from me last night, you got an IC invitation. If you feel you were/weren't invited in error, ping me (either BunchofFHChars or justthreeapples on AIM) and we'll figure it out. :D Also, slight AFK for commute and whatnot, back around 6 EST.]
Right now, she was busy studying for an econ test next week, and not really even thinking about her wedding at all.
[open for phone calls/emails/etc. If you got an email from me last night, you got an IC invitation. If you feel you were/weren't invited in error, ping me (either BunchofFHChars or justthreeapples on AIM) and we'll figure it out. :D Also, slight AFK for commute and whatnot, back around 6 EST.]
She was going to fall asleep on her econ book at this rate, seriously. Rory had no idea how Paris managed to focus so well, but she was dying of boredom.
Maybe she could turn it into a game! Rory stared at the figures a little longer, trying to figure out how to turn her vocabulary words into a song.
[for a phone call.]
Maybe she could turn it into a game! Rory stared at the figures a little longer, trying to figure out how to turn her vocabulary words into a song.
[for a phone call.]
Rory had a big ol' binder of wedding stuff with her when she meandered into the bridal gown place on Tuesday afternoon. She was just glad Paris was off visiting her parents this week for spring break. One less person who might mock that binder.
She was absolutely delighted to see that a) they had a big poofy chair for her, b) they had cake, and c) they were going to respect her wishes and not try to force giant bridal gowns on her, once she explained that she was just there to meet her bridesmaids and already had her own gown being made.
She got set up with a little catalog of dresses to thumb through, and waited.
[ocdcoming. shh. up. YES WE NEEDED OCD. nfb for obvious reasons.]
She was absolutely delighted to see that a) they had a big poofy chair for her, b) they had cake, and c) they were going to respect her wishes and not try to force giant bridal gowns on her, once she explained that she was just there to meet her bridesmaids and already had her own gown being made.
She got set up with a little catalog of dresses to thumb through, and waited.
[ocd
Rory felt weird, being back in her old room. But today she had a mission! Well, several.
She and Anakin had set a date, and she needed to call people and let them know that, while working on picking out actual invitations, too. And between that, she had to work on swapping out the books she'd brought from Yale with the ones she'd left in her room.
[Rory's calling the members of her wedding party today, but if you'd like to get a call from her or to call her, feel free to snag me on AIM or just ping in as calling! Replies may be a little bit slow due to cleaning my apartment and the last episodes of my obsessive new fandom arriving in the mail. *eyes Netflix*]
She and Anakin had set a date, and she needed to call people and let them know that, while working on picking out actual invitations, too. And between that, she had to work on swapping out the books she'd brought from Yale with the ones she'd left in her room.
[Rory's calling the members of her wedding party today, but if you'd like to get a call from her or to call her, feel free to snag me on AIM or just ping in as calling! Replies may be a little bit slow due to cleaning my apartment and the last episodes of my obsessive new fandom arriving in the mail. *eyes Netflix*]