Hello again Sue,

I realize that I got so into my anti-fondant tirade yesterday that I forgot to mention why the urgency to detoxify and fabulosify.

Well, first of all. I feel gross. Seriously, I haven’t worked out more than three times in as many weeks. Ugh. So not hot.

Second, I am getting married in less than six months! Which means I have less than half a year to get my Domestic Boddess in the best shape of my life! Ack!

Third, and most urgent, is the fact that in just over two weeks The Lawyer and I have our engagement photo shoot. Thus, I simply must look A to the Mazing STAT!

Now, you have known The Lawyer a lot longer than I have. Did you ever think he would agree to an engagement photo shoot?! I mean do you love it or do you love it. He’s even working out extra super hard with Colossus in order to be at his hottest. In fact, I am getting a little concerned that if I don’t start sweatin’ pronto, The Lawyer is going to totally out-hot me. Which is unacceptable. Obv.

So Sue, I have been thinking of you because you are the Detox Queen.

DomestiGal Sue, the picture of zen

So, in accordance with your teachings, I have taken the following measures to ensure ultimate hotness for my engagement pictures:

1. Fish oil rules. I am taking six capsules a day.

Fish oil is good for your heart, your skin, and your brain!

2. Detox tea. You know I love me some Yogi tea.

This tea tastes great and sometimes makes me poop.

3. Eating lots of salmon.

Here fishy fishy fishy... come to Jenny...

4. Cutting back on the booze. Yeah, um - so here’s the thing. If I drink whiskey that’s better than wine, right? Because, you know, you only need a sip or two. Please tell me this is acceptable, Sue. I can’t get through grad school sober.

Jack and Jen: MFEO?

5. And, last but not least, getting off my bum. I have some steep competition these days, as my trainer just got a new client:

DomestiGal Jen's fellow gym rat

No. For real. That’s really her. She’s a famous model.

But I bet she can’t deadlift 240 pounds!

Sigh. I think it’s teatime.

xoxo,

DomestiGal Jen

So my youngest sister, who runs the shop, Shoda, from Boston, has recently added baking me and The Doctor’s wedding cake to the list of items she would like to do on May 9.

Mind you, she is also the same one who is designing my hot red wedding dress.

Chinese Red Dresses (But remember, Sue is half-Taiwanese!)

Let’s take a look at same of her sample wedding cakes from the other night.

Jewish Wedding Cake: Oy ve!

Just like Magnolia's Cupcakes

Okay, just kidding.  Sort of.  While my sister did bake these bagels (and, as The Doctor said, “I don’t even know any Jews on the Upper West Side who could make bagels like that!”), I don’t think we need to serve bagels as dessert to our families.

This is what my sister has been working on.

Sue and The Doctor's Wedding Cake: First Draft

My sister, let’s call her Debbie, has already been working on perfecting swiss buttercream frosting, and, I may or may not have requested that Nutella (that’s right Jen, did you just start foaming at the mouth?) be in between the layers of cake.

Hmm… will my cake look like this?

This looks like a cake of baby bottles. Or does it?

Or, perhaps, this?

This would merge perfectly with an orange wedding dress!

Or, ahem, like this!

Simple, elegant and all for me!

Frankly, I could eat that last cake all by myself.  Too bad there are going to be another 14 people at our wedding.

Love,

DomestiGal Sue

Sue,

I am a new woman.

I am an officially engaged woman!

YES! Yes I am! And no, I am not just trying to re-steal your thunder after your shocking and wonderful wedding announcement. The Lawyer really proposed, for real, with the ring, and it has been sparkling on my finger for four days!

This is the first you’ve heard from me because, frankly, it’s been a little difficult to focus and get anything done with the Ring of Dreams on my finger. It is the most gorgeous and amazing engagement ring I have ever seen (if I do say so myself). I can’t believe I get to wear it for the rest of my life! Though I do hope I get used to it a bit more than I am now, if only to increase my productivity and actually pass my MBA program.

But anyway. Back to the bling.

You remember I said I liked this moissanite choice of yours, right?

Well, my engagement ring of dreams is basically like that, only more fabulous! Round center stone with 4 prongs, a gorge tapered band with 7 - count ‘em, SEVEN - side stones on each side, 2 baguettes and 5 square diamonds.

It. Is. Beyond.

But now I am already obsessing. How to keep it clean? What to do with it when I go to the gym? What about washing my hands? Ack! It’s like having a child or getting a puppy!

Only way, WAY more fabulous.

xoxo,

DomestiGal Jen