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DIY bouquet trial run

Inspired by some pretty flowers I saw at Publix after picking out my bridesmaids' dresses and this article from Real Simple, I decided something crazy. Why don't I make my own bouquet for the wedding? Materials I used: 7/8" silver ribbon ($2.00 for 7 yards)* floral wire ($1.14 for 175 feet)* floral stem wrapping tape ($1.00 for two 1/2"x90' rolls)* long pearlized pins ($2.47 for 100) 2 dozen pink & white roses ($5.00 per dozen)* kitchen scissors * indicates sale price First thing I did was open up the cellophane and lay out the roses. And then I decided to take some completely unnecessary photos. Then, I actually got to work and took all the leaves and thorns off the stems. Then I tried to take an action shot of me bundling the roses. I failed miserably and cut off my head. Take your time bundling, though! It's easy to get your flowers uneven which, if you continue, you'll see that I did just that. Next, I wrapped floral wire around two points on t

In last night's bad dream...

I took a nap and ended up sleeping through most of my wedding reception. I find the photographer finishing up taking photos. And I missed them ALL. There was a Halo 3 tournament at my reception which was catered by Chick-fil-a. They say that something will go wrong on your wedding day so be prepared and don't freak out. I'm mentally prepped for rain (the wedding is outside) or flower mishaps. But not for a Halo 3 tournament. I texted Mike this morning and told him about that part of my dream. His response? "was going to surprise you"

pack rat

I've slowly been accomplishing one of the most daunting tasks on my to-do-before-August-15th check list. Packing & moving. Luckily, Mike lives ten minutes on a bad day away from me and so I've been able to take a few things each trip. The biggest load of little stuff was my first trip: books! I intended to just take a few, but then my roommate and I just put ALL of them in the trunk of my car. I only have about a hundred-ish books but together with Mike, our books fill up five bookcases! This evening, while Mike led a guys' bible study, I started weeding through my stuff and was amazed at how much junk I like to stuff into my tiny bedroom. I'm a recovering pack-rat, you know. After a move in May 2008 and a de-cluttering sometime in the past six months, I still have a lot of clutter. Oh, and I'm being serenaded by my Pandora playlist based of of "At Last" by Etta James. The songs have included ones by The Platters, Ray Charles, Smokey Robinson, A

So, when are you getting married?

My roommate asked me this shortly after barging in my room to see my ring. (Barging in rooms in not always acceptable. When it involves engagement rings, however, it totally is.) Like, three months. I said, nonchalantly. Oh my gosh! You're already into your 90-day countdown! But our 90-day countdown only lasted one day, because the next day, Mike threw out this idea: Would you be open to....if God just opened up doors and let everything fall into place...getting married in, like, six weeks? It was a crazy thought. Six weeks? Is that even possible? But I agreed. Hey--the sooner I'm married to this wonderful man, the better! Well, we decided to try and plan a wedding before I started school. The new date gave me exactly five weeks from the day I got engaged. Oh. my. gosh. But guess what? God really is just bringing everything together. We've started pre-marital counseling. I've bought my dress and I'll get it back from the alteration shop at least 10-days prior to th

picture time!

Mike and I right after he proposed. and a few shots of the gorgeous ring that he designed just for me ^_^

How many days does it take to plan a wedding?

And praise God, everything is really falling into place. ^_^

Proposal

I knew it was coming. I mean, I didn’t know it was coming *today* or anything...but I knew that it would be here soon. We even went ring shopping a few weeks ago. The trip was thoroughly unsuccessful, though, because it is impossible to get something “uniquely from him” FROM THE MALL.  In order to get that unique ring, he had been designing one, but it was slow going. However, when we planned on going hiking, nothing seemed amiss. After all, I was the one who first mentioned wanting to hiking a few weeks ago. We were headed there and he was unsure as to whether the hike would be successful from the get-go. He hadn’t been out there in nearly a decade and wasn’t even sure if he would be able to find the trail. But, yay, we found the trail. It was off behind an old baptist church and by the way he spoke of it, no one used it much. “Great. We’re going to get eaten by a bear,” said the gal who only ever had done hiking by the book. There were definitely no blazes on this trail. Luckil

Wedblog, the introduction

What's a wedblog? Well, the word itself is part wedding, part play on the word "weblog." Oh, yes, you did read that right. WEDDING . As in, Mike and I got engaged on Saturday. It was beautiful and perfect and I'll tell you the story soon enough. I was planning on waiting for pictures before I posted the news to the world wide web, but either my card reader or my usb ports are bad and I cannot currently upload any photos. And I'm eager to start writing about it! The number two question we get asked (after how did he propose?) is When is the date? Well, we've decided that we've been dating long enough and we want to get married as soon as possible. I'm not entirely sure what that will mean until I finalize a venue. But it definitely will be an adventure!

Bones

Ever watch the show  Bones ? I love that show. It's like my new X-files. The good-looking FBI agents, the tension between the main characters, and the weirdness and mystery behind the cases. I'd write a full-blown review...but the commercial break is over.

Cupcakes!

Overheard at the pool

Teenage boy: Man, you've gotta eat breakfast. It's, like, the most important meal or whatever. I know people who don't eat breakfast and they're, like, always tired Teenage girl: I don't ever eat breakfast. Teenage boy: Well, yeah, except for girls. They can get away with it 'cause they're used to not eating breakfast.