tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14569662332717505782024-03-06T02:29:10.799-06:00engagedCreative girl is given much too much time to plan wedding. DIY projects abound.Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.comBlogger175125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1456966233271750578.post-49890891947480499682010-09-05T08:31:00.000-05:002010-09-05T08:31:53.766-05:00Happy First Anniversary!It's our first anniversary today. We're celebrating where we said "I do" one year ago. Except this year we're enjoying the total lack of a to-do list and twenty-four page mani-f|s-to.<br />
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I can't believe it's already been a year, and I can't believe it's only been a year.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJeAwLJJwVpQTcuZrAbZ-JnQ3GCetWQNWrbSkDIREyQw4dpEGsi-qauIiXmnMLM78E0uppURT4cdP3N_Km_x6-pDFGil5-oEHQraIpvtZitAZ79r4keQHzAQRk3Vx5PvRtp5ZYnuB8gyvC/s1600/soles_0830.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJeAwLJJwVpQTcuZrAbZ-JnQ3GCetWQNWrbSkDIREyQw4dpEGsi-qauIiXmnMLM78E0uppURT4cdP3N_Km_x6-pDFGil5-oEHQraIpvtZitAZ79r4keQHzAQRk3Vx5PvRtp5ZYnuB8gyvC/s400/soles_0830.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>I love you, darlin' S!Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1456966233271750578.post-89376000176792813052010-02-28T18:25:00.000-06:002010-02-28T18:25:13.114-06:00Wedding Recap: Getting Ready at the SalonI booked our appointments at Head Games salon nine months in advance. They only had two stylists available because it was Labor Day weekend, so we had to stagger our appointments for the morning, with my appointment being the last.<br />
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Amy and I left the farm with all the cupcakes in their boxes:<br />
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Amy drove while I texted, updated facebook and emailed. It was a gorgeous, sunny day and we were a little concerned that my makeup wasn't going to hold up later without any a/c. When we arrived at the salon bridesmaid S greeted me with a pumpkin spice latte and a mimosa. Clearly she had been having a more relaxing morning than I.<br />
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Kate, my hairdresser from law school, set to work on my hair and moments later our photographer, Geneve, showed up to start her day. I had met with Kate once before when I was in Maine for a week-long trip for work. We had discussed doing something to enhance my curls with a low bun and a white satin flower. I didn't have a trial and she spent less than a minute floofing my hair around before she started to work. The end result was exactly what I wanted. Kate is just that good.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLBiZPTZ-eYC3GCzn2MzTK4333nwhxRh8exUGuxAWj5thPnV8ry3h4oD0t2sqmcO9yQHAODpuJpM6pn4rOTuugSfFOD-vaUyBi0ja-p7j5OZ-wC-8SKuibs9aaLI9OBLpmJ3FDeygfhwVX/s1600-h/soles_0174.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLBiZPTZ-eYC3GCzn2MzTK4333nwhxRh8exUGuxAWj5thPnV8ry3h4oD0t2sqmcO9yQHAODpuJpM6pn4rOTuugSfFOD-vaUyBi0ja-p7j5OZ-wC-8SKuibs9aaLI9OBLpmJ3FDeygfhwVX/s320/soles_0174.jpg" /></a></div>Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1456966233271750578.post-80325326346865562572010-02-26T12:23:00.001-06:002010-02-28T18:25:28.959-06:00Wedding Recap: The Morning of Our Big Day<div style="text-align: left;"></div>My phone rang at 6:30. Bridesmaid, C, not knowing I had taken a sleeping pill and set my alarm for 8, assumed I would be awake. Lexi was sprawled next to me on our bed and after lying in bed for a few minutes I decided it was time to get up and embrace the few extra set-up hours C's call granted me.<br />
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It was a beautiful, peaceful morning as I Lexi and I set out to the barn where a trailer hooked to the jeep waited full of luminaries. I am so grateful for C's wake-up call and for the quiet time I spent on the farm early that day.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkl3zGfh5bPSSJYDWHeWOhdEvkWDxxkJm4Huti_QYKlMl5PJxNBbWn2qBlHEodSQcj-hI4YifKpgJJ95eNZkj_rPQ4J4cItJKAPfSI7NSiIoAEmU5okkXhkVmNd-L0ySIvwNtB_3CnAuPp/s1600-h/soles_0093.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkl3zGfh5bPSSJYDWHeWOhdEvkWDxxkJm4Huti_QYKlMl5PJxNBbWn2qBlHEodSQcj-hI4YifKpgJJ95eNZkj_rPQ4J4cItJKAPfSI7NSiIoAEmU5okkXhkVmNd-L0ySIvwNtB_3CnAuPp/s400/soles_0093.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>We set-up the guest book cookbook near the quince bush:<br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-W8-25fd1Namda7LM1NaFbhkuR-I7_NQil2Ypz5YBcQUNyifQveMMcWVpzyvSIIptTUagFdnyLvm-x5DQa0-FPpqwVOeRd7KFUIepHAUOv2lTSaHp7eCZnnQOWLgvYCH7m_Rn2QKOFc4W/s1600-h/soles_0105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-W8-25fd1Namda7LM1NaFbhkuR-I7_NQil2Ypz5YBcQUNyifQveMMcWVpzyvSIIptTUagFdnyLvm-x5DQa0-FPpqwVOeRd7KFUIepHAUOv2lTSaHp7eCZnnQOWLgvYCH7m_Rn2QKOFc4W/s400/soles_0105.jpg" width="267" /></a></div>And then hung the escort cards that we had attached to ribbons earlier, from the quince.<br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">At some point my matron of honor, Amy, showed up early with all the cupcakes she had stored in her freezer:</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgiM97XqGLjatj1G5qwqEVP3izR6PkPCJFDk6K5CU6o1x5Y8OvVKxALkXzu-EL5bJiLuoxbhDcTNie2CXwSMMLdCRoMj99GBs7Oc0mSHxXdcYc5enuHz3nnTL49rxVi-n5RKSsRJGYcml-/s1600-h/soles_0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgiM97XqGLjatj1G5qwqEVP3izR6PkPCJFDk6K5CU6o1x5Y8OvVKxALkXzu-EL5bJiLuoxbhDcTNie2CXwSMMLdCRoMj99GBs7Oc0mSHxXdcYc5enuHz3nnTL49rxVi-n5RKSsRJGYcml-/s400/soles_0001.jpg" width="267" /></a><br />
<div style="text-align: left;">and then set to work in my mom's air conditioned office putting each cupcake in its own take-away favor box. The boxes had to remain open so the thawing cupcake frosting would not develop soggy water droplets. The room smelled amazing, and after the cupcake baking fiasco, I was so grateful that the whole plan was pulling together well.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnvqOkK9nF9yd-vcLQU4FAjAS0XbDdEgIG4erXgTwrGNRAq72dpv1uThyCKoASjhDOFtH0rT9h3a7Ee1pIBw7s4-RU-NrgUKRZ6LLvCy1Zxbh0Q4-iUZIabi-jNLndwk4CAhzk-NnrPHtp/s1600-h/soles_0002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnvqOkK9nF9yd-vcLQU4FAjAS0XbDdEgIG4erXgTwrGNRAq72dpv1uThyCKoASjhDOFtH0rT9h3a7Ee1pIBw7s4-RU-NrgUKRZ6LLvCy1Zxbh0Q4-iUZIabi-jNLndwk4CAhzk-NnrPHtp/s400/soles_0002.jpg" width="400" /></a><br />
<div style="text-align: left;">At around 9 I took my toiletry basket to the outdoor shower and went through my whole wedding-morning grooming plan. I was remarkably relaxed, calm, and ready for the best day of my life.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">As Amy I left for Head Games salon in Portland, the caterer's crew arrived to set the tables in the tent and around the yard.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUWsplIp5Q7ds2FNR0J36r95Odo68UtnQUfjfUDDXE6ZgunSluJyonIga9tUiUwGE1GFvKioodo2d8PGfKzXzM4YMkZuaaWVh0NV2ND1193RnBUUuwagOcqkeK7W83boYYQrfr0ekH9Pug/s1600-h/soles_0011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUWsplIp5Q7ds2FNR0J36r95Odo68UtnQUfjfUDDXE6ZgunSluJyonIga9tUiUwGE1GFvKioodo2d8PGfKzXzM4YMkZuaaWVh0NV2ND1193RnBUUuwagOcqkeK7W83boYYQrfr0ekH9Pug/s400/soles_0011.jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhddSHQnFkwEFN9g5Ap1KurnAerYuCZZ8QA8lvGc9ykTqs9zMHJ354cktQHSjDCYLhBtQqsLrlCZw8emg6g39Tjh-bGi7-xsV9k9_5JcCaC1zmMyZh_Ea4yZYUnpI_6My6tugbNMMc8XQvG/s1600-h/soles_0052.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhddSHQnFkwEFN9g5Ap1KurnAerYuCZZ8QA8lvGc9ykTqs9zMHJ354cktQHSjDCYLhBtQqsLrlCZw8emg6g39Tjh-bGi7-xsV9k9_5JcCaC1zmMyZh_Ea4yZYUnpI_6My6tugbNMMc8XQvG/s400/soles_0052.jpg" width="267" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuRVBo5lM7XNZm850oDDnta5R9n-Xqt2w-oDWvqNvc2HjnjRoPh5N9jsareK0gDHqnF64af8Q_9E7DgNjSfSoW2BrvJJYxUV6GrNcHySGEV1Fdr3nc5lutqd_vuJWhF2kQK1x3zFhsJR0R/s1600-h/soles_0054.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuRVBo5lM7XNZm850oDDnta5R9n-Xqt2w-oDWvqNvc2HjnjRoPh5N9jsareK0gDHqnF64af8Q_9E7DgNjSfSoW2BrvJJYxUV6GrNcHySGEV1Fdr3nc5lutqd_vuJWhF2kQK1x3zFhsJR0R/s400/soles_0054.jpg" width="267" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWiuIyAGfJ7ZxThOskPYyNNONC2Vtj3gA1kBieszr2p4aXRi2-MxUwcpPWwkbQbbgXODdmzERnEy-9TS2HlmjGqFeN4DujdHzmGgVHPVOWfMDu_HlCiRWdDVz1hCOlEik852Gq8tgQZGvY/s1600-h/soles_0056.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWiuIyAGfJ7ZxThOskPYyNNONC2Vtj3gA1kBieszr2p4aXRi2-MxUwcpPWwkbQbbgXODdmzERnEy-9TS2HlmjGqFeN4DujdHzmGgVHPVOWfMDu_HlCiRWdDVz1hCOlEik852Gq8tgQZGvY/s400/soles_0056.jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKP2r1FGemoJjmho-yvFWGwuLCwUDG2b_2L5SSr4R0pkd779kmiA_LewchI_IkRagJ2Rmdev_0SVM5x2ttGXXI6S6qhWH0GrBS4ywNHb7L3X48djBXXhUksJHKeBqlEiqwJOrzZ4XAjwt5/s1600-h/soles_0090.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKP2r1FGemoJjmho-yvFWGwuLCwUDG2b_2L5SSr4R0pkd779kmiA_LewchI_IkRagJ2Rmdev_0SVM5x2ttGXXI6S6qhWH0GrBS4ywNHb7L3X48djBXXhUksJHKeBqlEiqwJOrzZ4XAjwt5/s400/soles_0090.jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzGfhu668o3F9_-QK-xX4N3Yvvczkn2-42QTkhbwT-nZ4TF8r16vWIFO4VxtFeoePsXSpBWTc7UOJoMBhOxMNlJP7KgXQb7Gh4A6XdQwuJWyWpO6BXtixiPCphtP189gNW5Guy4hrdqTSm/s1600-h/soles_0096.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzGfhu668o3F9_-QK-xX4N3Yvvczkn2-42QTkhbwT-nZ4TF8r16vWIFO4VxtFeoePsXSpBWTc7UOJoMBhOxMNlJP7KgXQb7Gh4A6XdQwuJWyWpO6BXtixiPCphtP189gNW5Guy4hrdqTSm/s400/soles_0096.jpg" width="267" /></a></div>As calm as I may have been, the morning was not without drama. I realized that there was no way I'd be able to light all the lanterns, and set out all the directional signs on my own. So I interrupted my darlin' groom's last morning of singledom, dialed-up my brother, and enlisted some much needed last-minute support. While I was at the salon with the ladies S, my brother, and several of S's friends hung hundreds of throwies in all the paper lanterns and set signs along the road to and from the ceremony and reception.<br />
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The yard had transformed while we were away. It was absolutely amazing. I was so excited. The catering crew asked for my final approval and then set off to get dressed and ready to switch into server-mode. Before they left, they set up a huge delicious spread of sandwiches and snacks in the kitchen for all the bridesmaids and family who were getting ready at the house.Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1456966233271750578.post-38262554514903452872010-01-18T10:10:00.001-06:002010-01-24T10:08:09.400-06:00Wedding Album #1: the Photo BoothThe photo booth was one of my favorite parts of our wedding. I have a million favorite parts, but it's up there on the list. A minor snafu with the timing of toasts and having wine in the glasses turned out to be a huge benefit for the photo booth. As <a href="http://www.chefas.com/">Stacey</a> and her crew zipped through the tables pouring wine, our guests lined up to pose in our photo booth. As a result we had tons of fabulous images to use in our "photo booth guest book." <br />
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We didn't have as many guests write notes on the chalkboards as I expected, so when I designed the album in Adobe InDesign I interspersed the photos with personal messages among those without to give it the feeling of a true guest book. I assume that many guests opted to write notes to us in our wedding cookbook instead. In hindsight we probably ought to have set up the photo booth directly next to the escort cards as we did with the cookbook, but the light wasn't as nice there.<br />
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It took dozens and dozens (and more dozens) of hours to design our 20 page guest book album. I absolutely love the way it came out and am very excited to <strike>start</strike> finish the wedding album. <a href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2009/12/bee-hive-day-one-or-calm-before-storm.html">After</a> <a href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2009/12/storm-paint-delivery-snow-crash-flu.html">we finish</a> <a href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2010/01/fueling-my-obsession-with-medicine.html">moving</a> <a href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2010/01/our-first-ikea-hack.html">into</a> <a href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2010/01/treating-windows.html">the new</a> <a href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2010/01/out-with-outdated-in-with-cool-removing.html">beehive</a>, <a href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/">that is</a>.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">All photos taken by our fabulous photographer <a href="http://www.genevehoffmanphotography.com/">Geneve Hoffman</a>. She's amazing. Call her. <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I finished the layout way back in November, but waited to post it until my mom could view it with me. She made a special trip to the new beehive last week just to see the album. Ok, maybe it was 75% to see the album and 25% to see me.<br />
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</div>Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1456966233271750578.post-70499755349746006762009-11-03T10:42:00.001-06:002010-01-18T10:15:44.934-06:00Moving, kind ofWhile I wait for the CD of our wedding photos to finish off this blog with a few wedding posts, I've started a new blog over at <a href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/">The Bee Hive</a>. Skip on over there for some fabulous news and lots of eye candy!Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1456966233271750578.post-75764065074673451972009-10-06T08:24:00.007-05:002009-10-06T08:45:47.114-05:00I do...but First You do This and You do ThatAs I mentioned earlier, I wished I had one more day before the wedding. I would have made more wedding wands, downloaded more music, and made a more organized list for our coordinator, Abbie.... Well, maybe not a more organized list for Abbie, because the woman rocked! Holy cow, she was awesome!!<br /><br />Abbie is bridesmaid C's younger, very organized, very professional sister. We spoke several times leading up to the wedding, but not in any great length. She showed up to the rehearsal with a clipboard in hand and downloaded my entire vision in under an hour, all while bossing around our family and friends and generally running the tightest ship to sail through the meeting house. She's available to boss your friends and family around too. And wow, she rocks.<br /><br />She had the wedding party lined up just as the manifesto dictated<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpjF3AJMRF4nNdN_m-WyHpPh5MsLjqIkY5cST9NPu9uNpW7M9hQ7EFNlq2ymbFYCGrAFKoZNxpoMDrCbtY9fCtpdPCiVwVRBpMOf7KpoZIjnRhaChuGQ1XBeyGKGUxhlt4hKGpn_4ZUMso/s1600-h/rehearsing.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpjF3AJMRF4nNdN_m-WyHpPh5MsLjqIkY5cST9NPu9uNpW7M9hQ7EFNlq2ymbFYCGrAFKoZNxpoMDrCbtY9fCtpdPCiVwVRBpMOf7KpoZIjnRhaChuGQ1XBeyGKGUxhlt4hKGpn_4ZUMso/s400/rehearsing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389479979891355346" border="0" /></a>and lead us through our processional and recessional several times.<br /><br />S and I practiced our I dos, or in S's case our "we'll see." It was at about this point when we realized that we were not (ahem, I) going to have enough time to write our own vows. So we nixed them.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1gfNEXQ8FH6wmpgIp30GZWF_VkYumiqsfdEh7RSvNMkwgSzqMWeesDWdLeM3hRVVrajCSVNDeaKXR3cYoOCBdwx83QG3iIYFjs4-pna0NhcZv4KdfwzS3L5LbphhvBixtqq7OfTCxBXv3/s1600-h/rehearsing+%26+nixing+our+vows.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1gfNEXQ8FH6wmpgIp30GZWF_VkYumiqsfdEh7RSvNMkwgSzqMWeesDWdLeM3hRVVrajCSVNDeaKXR3cYoOCBdwx83QG3iIYFjs4-pna0NhcZv4KdfwzS3L5LbphhvBixtqq7OfTCxBXv3/s400/rehearsing+%26+nixing+our+vows.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389479985703517762" border="0" /></a>After a quick run through of swords with no swords<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPnRo561KBTULIOqZRYAEMn9q2WlxiB74X3_9A2IcZg6WhoD0YGBJ1Fqu0560KupLU7oBFpZFs_IxlacjIQRNtcvJi4UhCFCRJsAXAyphdTym8-BKwBjMKEIoDJblUza8C2TDRj4XAroMR/s1600-h/no+swords.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPnRo561KBTULIOqZRYAEMn9q2WlxiB74X3_9A2IcZg6WhoD0YGBJ1Fqu0560KupLU7oBFpZFs_IxlacjIQRNtcvJi4UhCFCRJsAXAyphdTym8-BKwBjMKEIoDJblUza8C2TDRj4XAroMR/s400/no+swords.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389479962265845890" border="0" /></a>we were off for the feast, featuring lobsters and a dinghy full of beers.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggL_D9vhfoKCt9ttfHDwFvJx8v2PqLNC4dggZm_SBiE8ORzMN2HsMiVu9JOlH-f6YdeHr_h8oLMyViH3TS8S_a6DdIcVLAAwrSYMpEtDJ6LIWhYZPH8yBcVb3v9yBXZN0s1oQbPIJh7eUv/s1600-h/rehearsal+dinner+feast.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggL_D9vhfoKCt9ttfHDwFvJx8v2PqLNC4dggZm_SBiE8ORzMN2HsMiVu9JOlH-f6YdeHr_h8oLMyViH3TS8S_a6DdIcVLAAwrSYMpEtDJ6LIWhYZPH8yBcVb3v9yBXZN0s1oQbPIJh7eUv/s400/rehearsal+dinner+feast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389479970277030162" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4o-ZwhJU1Q72tS1CKhSPKfu3hfiZrQS5WEU8C0RU07GwAQc9Uw7JMYuvRL8lAmvBrbGJ3UxUiwsoxIUh4tQVCtOWHS8C96wFa0rW6krx_UQgcH-m7p4TM4ak4iJgjH-Cnma3ViNjmLapt/s1600-h/boat+full+of+beer.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4o-ZwhJU1Q72tS1CKhSPKfu3hfiZrQS5WEU8C0RU07GwAQc9Uw7JMYuvRL8lAmvBrbGJ3UxUiwsoxIUh4tQVCtOWHS8C96wFa0rW6krx_UQgcH-m7p4TM4ak4iJgjH-Cnma3ViNjmLapt/s400/boat+full+of+beer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389479956683631138" border="0" /></a>We celebrated for hours, S's dad toasted us, we toasted them, we gave our wedding party gifts and the night went on and on. In a separate post I'll have to go back and find photos of all the goodies I made for the girls. Somewhere I have photos of the sail bags, clutches, gold and crystal earrings, and flip flops that I made!<br /><br />We stopped at our local bar, Gritty's, where we met more guests and had a few drinks. After about an hour S and I split up for the night. I went home, took a sleeping pill and wrote an email to Abbie outlining everything that was left to do in the morning before the big event. I set my alarm for 8am and turned off the light at mid-night.Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1456966233271750578.post-61475729707936222712009-10-06T07:36:00.009-05:002009-10-06T08:45:39.456-05:00Setting Up is Hard to Do (Alone)Hosting a wedding at home is a lot of work. Hosting a wedding at home when you're as into little details as I am is insane. It took insane amounts of work by a lot of friends and family to pull off our shindig, but it was so worth it.<br /><br />We worked non-stop for several weeks leading up to the wedding. Then during the last week, when I was free from work and S was in Maine, things really came together. I keep saying that I wish we had one more day before the wedding so I could have done...well I have no idea what I would have done. The manifesto was 20 pages long and we all stuck to it like glue. The whole thing rocked.<br /><br />Earlier in the week S and I set up the bathroom tent and hung hard-wired lanterns.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYBdH0BDGeR1fOymWGpXPFrYF7QpiL54kRVLYFn6QFGG4_jn_gI7o1HpNrlVl5XPiVM0yok4S0gBwwVgRHDL7U5wUvq858_O1_1f8U0uRbDEHG25TPoibC0sAJDIUnEni5Y2scljRUzllm/s1600-h/2_geometric+lanterns.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYBdH0BDGeR1fOymWGpXPFrYF7QpiL54kRVLYFn6QFGG4_jn_gI7o1HpNrlVl5XPiVM0yok4S0gBwwVgRHDL7U5wUvq858_O1_1f8U0uRbDEHG25TPoibC0sAJDIUnEni5Y2scljRUzllm/s400/2_geometric+lanterns.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389466855110593714" border="0" /></a>He also mowed acres and acres of lawn, which was quite exhausting, as you can see:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisTJSKr_-clcqlOptLfuFBcHuVKmqMl1UsbM96xckHvkZ2uHolSYd2OJCLAvsJIlJwFPerNd4qM1e73VNRQ-5xLeHrALVp_2wSU7MxC5k4qQOoT6z3mB6BgpIzMaAYRyv08IJ_CLvAofKG/s1600-h/laying+on+lexi.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisTJSKr_-clcqlOptLfuFBcHuVKmqMl1UsbM96xckHvkZ2uHolSYd2OJCLAvsJIlJwFPerNd4qM1e73VNRQ-5xLeHrALVp_2wSU7MxC5k4qQOoT6z3mB6BgpIzMaAYRyv08IJ_CLvAofKG/s400/laying+on+lexi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389466848752691538" border="0" /></a> Lexi was everywhere during the set up and the wedding. I thought she would be sitting on her tuffet in the house of on the porch, but she stuck like glue through everything. She even oversaw the assembly of the big tent:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQMqBgw2wYkTnF-7G5nk5a6VO3vr1-8wEGJJFf6vc03oEObNCTNl2taJnRr9LhNnJ8rqMwuRQP0z9ax8-NFumQbUqG0bCriGpUNFQ6WJhM72aADkQ72001yyYXGf3aZD9BoCYHZIOS2ox2/s1600-h/lexi+with+tent.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQMqBgw2wYkTnF-7G5nk5a6VO3vr1-8wEGJJFf6vc03oEObNCTNl2taJnRr9LhNnJ8rqMwuRQP0z9ax8-NFumQbUqG0bCriGpUNFQ6WJhM72aADkQ72001yyYXGf3aZD9BoCYHZIOS2ox2/s400/lexi+with+tent.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389466843795327634" border="0" /></a>Once the tent was up we needed to hang the several hundred paper lanterns that I bought. My mom had cut 4 foot lengths of ribbon for each lanterns and S and I had attached them to the metal frames earlier in the week. Thankfully for us lantern hanging day also happened to be the day S's parents and several friends arrived in town. Little did we know that their help would be a total life saver.<br /><br />While Clint and I assembled the lanterns<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgykbkkGS99Mx8oLg3pIJOnHguU7FR7dy16ffVjepZ6tbDDjDClPQ7KNB5GvsUaGTP1oeMJea163hao4fUBwRlcK6DlPwc31-bvhtuRp3NikkXADvmxR8gxxenRfI3S16LUDjbCNidzN6yn/s1600-h/lots+of+lanterns+around+me.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgykbkkGS99Mx8oLg3pIJOnHguU7FR7dy16ffVjepZ6tbDDjDClPQ7KNB5GvsUaGTP1oeMJea163hao4fUBwRlcK6DlPwc31-bvhtuRp3NikkXADvmxR8gxxenRfI3S16LUDjbCNidzN6yn/s400/lots+of+lanterns+around+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389468635093180674" border="0" /></a> S and his dad figured out the best way to hang them in the tent with fishing line.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3tGCj8hU-RkOkTvN5MEyh9hmxeVU817BKiM54EsYD_VdRbPfFmwtS9mpOp7ei0xdKPyTsTO-ng-Wmxu1nUHklV7HhkiHo3hABJvtVyAQWnnWW3BwN9UCb6oU6WTLflUOuDzcMjOFjB9pE/s1600-h/S+Paul+figuring+out+lanterns.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3tGCj8hU-RkOkTvN5MEyh9hmxeVU817BKiM54EsYD_VdRbPfFmwtS9mpOp7ei0xdKPyTsTO-ng-Wmxu1nUHklV7HhkiHo3hABJvtVyAQWnnWW3BwN9UCb6oU6WTLflUOuDzcMjOFjB9pE/s400/S+Paul+figuring+out+lanterns.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389468649775342178" border="0" /></a>Then they got to work.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyrghjA1BfHRBMtZwVPktdRukXKaGp76G-VxV8bJt64x44FZPhFmVC0sBkzIk9CzPrI9SiYpT1IeLZQYab-W3_QahHPlcgVWlrWTf673cjht8zrhEedfizg8QGifQ_RMCCKW8y85y4fyHa/s1600-h/S's+bum+hanging+lanterns.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyrghjA1BfHRBMtZwVPktdRukXKaGp76G-VxV8bJt64x44FZPhFmVC0sBkzIk9CzPrI9SiYpT1IeLZQYab-W3_QahHPlcgVWlrWTf673cjht8zrhEedfizg8QGifQ_RMCCKW8y85y4fyHa/s400/S's+bum+hanging+lanterns.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389468639319444130" border="0" /></a>Bridesmaid A, mom and I had pedicure appointments at 3pm so we had to leave. I tried to protest, but mom insisted that I go and let the boys do the work.<br /><br />We dropped some guest bags at hotels on our way to the nail salon. I can't believe how many guests bags I made! Even more shocking is how few were left over.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT6C3h0x6LeXSYf2_-JMtGyyPa_6J3mq92CIAFgY8yzlptjCB1sSYT5Fq6WdrMlYGI_YBLAtPQWDsQsbJlPlshznUi6VEjku8CyfGxW_8PoUZOdnwLEJfNuh668nAITmm7-ma7Za5Lf8b2/s1600-h/guest+bags.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT6C3h0x6LeXSYf2_-JMtGyyPa_6J3mq92CIAFgY8yzlptjCB1sSYT5Fq6WdrMlYGI_YBLAtPQWDsQsbJlPlshznUi6VEjku8CyfGxW_8PoUZOdnwLEJfNuh668nAITmm7-ma7Za5Lf8b2/s400/guest+bags.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389466866377545522" border="0" /></a>The guys were less than happy that they were abandoned, but I was PSYCHED when I came back and saw all the lanterns hanging beautifully (and securely) in the tent!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhA7G5qxipTvBiKAGhbnQ6ksgiM73wPsEmXfGYnoZOQBpebHAO-oNuLe8zu5jbtsJzCUV2u6d0pGfVMGCSgY5XtdAHjfRto4OKIhAlzubSLbN2HqKbO3ee47du9M7X3kxstcie8mkSDsx2/s1600-h/back+from+pedicure+lanterns+hung.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhA7G5qxipTvBiKAGhbnQ6ksgiM73wPsEmXfGYnoZOQBpebHAO-oNuLe8zu5jbtsJzCUV2u6d0pGfVMGCSgY5XtdAHjfRto4OKIhAlzubSLbN2HqKbO3ee47du9M7X3kxstcie8mkSDsx2/s400/back+from+pedicure+lanterns+hung.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389468651295247138" border="0" /></a>No rest for the weary though. As I walked around the tent bridesmaids C, S, and S arrived to help make favors, while S and his parents went out for a last supper before the last supper.<br /><br />The girls and I set up shop <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6vZuHwKlIMTTuslD3-Cbu-CL6JDINAYKg4fU8-LrlytLw5F62Xl9Y28hYwjC1-ZxQe6C6dGY3xy4UcowldakBpCPbLIKEFuZzRhv58f5ewHWjdpxAVIzKe1O7BiPPsMpYLSJ4Sq-aN5OE/s1600-h/girls+making+favors.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6vZuHwKlIMTTuslD3-Cbu-CL6JDINAYKg4fU8-LrlytLw5F62Xl9Y28hYwjC1-ZxQe6C6dGY3xy4UcowldakBpCPbLIKEFuZzRhv58f5ewHWjdpxAVIzKe1O7BiPPsMpYLSJ4Sq-aN5OE/s400/girls+making+favors.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389466862099744642" border="0" /></a>and bridesmaid S, a former Williams-Sonoma shop girl, perfected the design.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP5pUadebzGq17M0pTL7D8L5e0ZyEDvU3DAbX2bKRA7hblC15uy0qiR8f6EcqzDRg14a4n4si_g6Eyvl57uJoYZ-AUdHWhkc5rgyC1GCD5J8QZHL4Nq9Vfa8gKZ3lgCZjOdzRBB6w6O9iw/s1600-h/a+favor.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP5pUadebzGq17M0pTL7D8L5e0ZyEDvU3DAbX2bKRA7hblC15uy0qiR8f6EcqzDRg14a4n4si_g6Eyvl57uJoYZ-AUdHWhkc5rgyC1GCD5J8QZHL4Nq9Vfa8gKZ3lgCZjOdzRBB6w6O9iw/s400/a+favor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389470546476000434" border="0" /></a>We worked for hours until we had enough s'mores to feed a small Navy.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo1rpc4rpqAGZW_pMWz0PuuuTibl87nqnBJBehFO2v-XFco-GhIyfKnHm2qGjqeIVnDLSmKY1uMn_a8vnZU6oAHYFRxfJnxz7SajIYh8YhIeVZt4UeUH1RT0vXCpEYjR91jrXpc3XntHh-/s1600-h/favors!.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo1rpc4rpqAGZW_pMWz0PuuuTibl87nqnBJBehFO2v-XFco-GhIyfKnHm2qGjqeIVnDLSmKY1uMn_a8vnZU6oAHYFRxfJnxz7SajIYh8YhIeVZt4UeUH1RT0vXCpEYjR91jrXpc3XntHh-/s400/favors!.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389470550157734002" border="0" /></a>After the girls left I worked into the night putting names on escort cards and songs lists on the backs of our table name cards. At 11pm I checked my email and was shocked to find that the etsy vendor who was supposed to make 100 ribbon wands would not longer be making them for us. 11pm Thursday, before a Saturday wedding. The real kicker was that the week before she emailed me to say they were almost complete. Perhaps more important, our programs had a cutesy little poem at the end of them about waving ribbon wands. What's a ribbon wand you ask? EXACTLY. Who the hell knows what a ribbon wand is?! If they were missing anyone who read the program was going to know they were missing. B*tch. In the morning I cried about it for a hot second on the phone to bridesmaid A and then set out to finish up other projects.<br /><br />Our flower arranger, Lori, arrived <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSzG5JQPul7c4Z_Z42sElB7EjtsC310whyphenhyphenYyt5wvlB1fqInQa0xrLiet4jgd5iKMAixSKqEw1eS-_N3_UudaZtT7nrAJFBUx8WFw6roSZW6qJtdE5K-8CiOtOjDcJSZEVxVI-1d6jkdL6-/s1600-h/Lori+making+bouquets.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSzG5JQPul7c4Z_Z42sElB7EjtsC310whyphenhyphenYyt5wvlB1fqInQa0xrLiet4jgd5iKMAixSKqEw1eS-_N3_UudaZtT7nrAJFBUx8WFw6roSZW6qJtdE5K-8CiOtOjDcJSZEVxVI-1d6jkdL6-/s400/Lori+making+bouquets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389474226284403778" border="0" /></a>and set out arranging the flowers we processed earlier in the week.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9DwDMqHgdqYr9lEKExVFgNb2dDWof9yJsTIsLd4itXiOLG012jRUFUCv5VgtGERErJg_OIkjUMdFHiwyZx3KOK0yrCL0CDgKtbhUNHeJndCllRrUsN6U4nmaTQtGmmrrtRFSUN7F7oiJV/s1600-h/mom+p+amy+with+flowers.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9DwDMqHgdqYr9lEKExVFgNb2dDWof9yJsTIsLd4itXiOLG012jRUFUCv5VgtGERErJg_OIkjUMdFHiwyZx3KOK0yrCL0CDgKtbhUNHeJndCllRrUsN6U4nmaTQtGmmrrtRFSUN7F7oiJV/s400/mom+p+amy+with+flowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389474239628309954" border="0" /></a>I ordered our flowers from fifty-flowers.com and from flowersandfreshness.com. I highly recommend both companies. The service and quality was fabulous.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRMVikTFS15Az2KlBuOhlrjb7bqyOlXG4Ne7MlFLOWiF_qyfvuUtxsOKgPQMnqR5J7tdJumOG1BehFWtj1u7AuZjgAbrestvikq-VUrOJ0OyzeKmN8mZpB8dl63tBErergSfE8UW2dK7qH/s1600-h/tons+of+pink+flowers.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRMVikTFS15Az2KlBuOhlrjb7bqyOlXG4Ne7MlFLOWiF_qyfvuUtxsOKgPQMnqR5J7tdJumOG1BehFWtj1u7AuZjgAbrestvikq-VUrOJ0OyzeKmN8mZpB8dl63tBErergSfE8UW2dK7qH/s400/tons+of+pink+flowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389474247114333394" border="0" /></a>And of course, Lori's work was awesome.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgznlKHwKdZSGLcxRnUJu3aR8ZD1qOPobQmYSWdcTF_UrR64rtvyzrxsL9xRs6UruL-LpT1ULEmZnOEScIpMl0E3FvpgtaQzWmukG0m4V3dtmuCzK9RfYpsfaqOz-fxhf-OxGi7xyKgCPht/s1600-h/bridesmaids+bouquets.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgznlKHwKdZSGLcxRnUJu3aR8ZD1qOPobQmYSWdcTF_UrR64rtvyzrxsL9xRs6UruL-LpT1ULEmZnOEScIpMl0E3FvpgtaQzWmukG0m4V3dtmuCzK9RfYpsfaqOz-fxhf-OxGi7xyKgCPht/s400/bridesmaids+bouquets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389474237955084130" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Just after Lori arrived to make our bouquets, bridesmaid A pulled in the driveway. She took the day off from work, stopped at JoAnn's Fabric, bought some dowels and was wielding a hot glue gun in her hand...at 8:30 in the morning. "I'm here to make ribbon wands," she proclaimed. I have no photos, I was in a funk, so you'll just have to believe me that she sat there cutting dowels, sanding them and gluing navy ribbon in place for hours.<br /><br />While Lori worked on flowers, Amy painstakingly created ribbon wands, and I wiped tears from my eyes and stuck names on escort cards, S and dad made the bonfire in the back field.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx0WV72JXNpPAcxE_RaKzVBhtO-SYbQgwyOvwATQnojz_9yljPYobjSPiYaeXjewpfbbByBSmMCGMJ8R7be_jpL0I9xQfYk-xsh850UFcQ4eW-2nhcYTCTegcABn-O3VMKSa-jJYmhoFEy/s1600-h/S+dad+making+fire.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx0WV72JXNpPAcxE_RaKzVBhtO-SYbQgwyOvwATQnojz_9yljPYobjSPiYaeXjewpfbbByBSmMCGMJ8R7be_jpL0I9xQfYk-xsh850UFcQ4eW-2nhcYTCTegcABn-O3VMKSa-jJYmhoFEy/s400/S+dad+making+fire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389475306743278290" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg271HfhLktxjuns3v_Oh6Al2kBkeB8Pq-w4lF78juEwHdQsvhExvNCWtLnL3xIsJiiipDWtTrruBqRSNWaiEZ913mqMT-0mpvMNwo1ix-OBbV4zy-FclnQnhajtTEIy7oVeXoKEjR-OyJV/s1600-h/making+bon+fire.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg271HfhLktxjuns3v_Oh6Al2kBkeB8Pq-w4lF78juEwHdQsvhExvNCWtLnL3xIsJiiipDWtTrruBqRSNWaiEZ913mqMT-0mpvMNwo1ix-OBbV4zy-FclnQnhajtTEIy7oVeXoKEjR-OyJV/s400/making+bon+fire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389475312110345826" border="0" /></a>I'm not sure how it happened, but at some point the time to prepare ran out and I was rushed off to shower before our rehearsal.Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1456966233271750578.post-11736349116744156412009-10-01T09:41:00.001-05:002009-10-01T09:41:09.085-05:00All Moved OutWe're all moved out of Pensacola and safely in the DC area. So now we can continue the house hunt in person and I can spend some time updating the blog. <br /> <br />In the meantime here's a shot of the Hungarian movers and our moving truck:<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/10/01/205.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/10/01/s_205.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Their dog la pinta who was very well behaved:<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/10/01/207.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/10/01/s_207.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />They had all our stuff out by Thursday afternoon and on Friday after work S and I packed our cars and said our final goodbyes.<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/10/01/208.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/10/01/s_208.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />I'm pretty sad to leave our first home.<br /><br />We drove 5.5 hours Friday night to Jacksonville where we stayed with very kind friends who took us in on only a few hours notice. My car was parked behind locked gates so I didn't have to unpack my roof-top sherpackgo.<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/10/01/209.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/10/01/s_209.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />We got a reasonable start on Saturday after a nice breakfast and made excellent time, only stopping twice in 11 hours for gas. <br /><br />When we finally arrived at our temporary home on Sunday we were greeted by a passing cruise ship in the front yard.<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/10/01/210.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/10/01/s_210.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />It's pretty nice here! <br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/10/01/211.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/10/01/s_211.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />But I am eager to have our own place soon.<br /><br />Up next, wedding recaps! <br />Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1456966233271750578.post-18602370560496711552009-09-11T08:35:00.000-05:002009-09-11T08:36:04.146-05:00Bears!!!!!The ranger greeted us by saying, "we have a bear problem and it's been getting worse over the past few weeks." <br /><br />Woah Nellie he was not kidding! The first night we were woken three times by crying baby bears running through the camp sites. I had no idea baby bears cry so much like little puppies. The second day I was standing in my underwear ankle deep in the coldest brook ever after a challenging hike up the knife edge when a baby bear comes bounding down the trail. My first thought was "what kind of black dog is that." I quickly realized it was a very curious baby black bear. I wrapped myself up and begged S to hurry up so we could get out of there before it's mother showed up. Unfortunately, after 10 miles with the camera handly, we didn't have it at the swimming hole with us.<br /><br />The baby bears came back crying through the campground during the night on our second night, but after seeing how small they were I was a lot less scared of them. I had the camera poised for a morning shot, but we were packed up and on the road before they made their morning breakfast scraps rounds.<br /><br /><br /><br />Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1456966233271750578.post-47847941150426966892009-09-09T12:05:00.001-05:002009-09-09T12:05:27.830-05:00Off to the WoodsThere's really no denying it, we're car-to-site campers.<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/09/312.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/09/s_312.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />The jeep is fully loaded for two nights of camping. S has no less than 5 pairs of pants. However, in his defense, my parents were throwing clothes on his packing pile this morning after they saw his Navy issued cotton thermals. Cotton thermals? Now that's an oxymoron. We also stopped at dicks and came out with a couple pairs of zip off pants.<br /><br />Looks like we're ready for our longest forced march yet. Happy honeymoon, darlin'. <br />Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1456966233271750578.post-90709998906012827612009-09-08T14:24:00.001-05:002009-09-08T14:24:39.157-05:00Returns...An Unexpected GiftWe drank more liquor than 130 people should ever be able to consume (well done flounder). But when then cloud lifted and our hazy heads cleared we had well over a thousand dollars worth of beer and wine to return today (ahem, not going to mention how much we spent last week, in addition to the booze from S's students). When the credit reciept printed it was like a little unexpected gift. Maybe we'll have a little left over from the budget to go towards the new house :)<br />Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1456966233271750578.post-84666669073305458062009-09-08T14:16:00.001-05:002009-09-08T14:16:32.579-05:00Welcome to the Navy, Ma'amIt's official, I'm a Navy wife now. I have my ID card and I'm enrolled in tri-care. I peppered the nice woman in the medical building with dozens of medical questions. Conclusion is that between my current coverage and supplemental tri-care I'm about as covered as I can get and I can still see any doctor I darn well please. Being married to S has even more perks than I thought!<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/08/401.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/08/s_401.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1456966233271750578.post-22767682996613422862009-09-08T09:43:00.001-05:002009-09-08T09:43:39.960-05:00That's ItWe're official! Off to change my name now.<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/08/227.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/08/s_227.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1456966233271750578.post-29442642038843764842009-09-06T06:58:00.001-05:002009-09-06T06:58:44.575-05:00LanternsThe lanterns were awesome!<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/06/119.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/06/s_119.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1456966233271750578.post-14625559491527293912009-09-05T14:20:00.001-05:002009-09-05T14:20:32.357-05:00On My WayI'm en route to the church! No photos to post, just driving in the land yatch, wearing my gorgeous earrings from S. I'm psyched and not nervous at all...yet :)<br /><br /><br /><br />Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1456966233271750578.post-90915458917392070432009-09-05T09:33:00.001-05:002009-09-05T09:33:17.485-05:00Setting Out Light with LexiI drove the Jeep with Lexi and the lanterns around the yard today as mom and dad set out the lanterns. Lex knows something big is happening because she's alternating between sticking like glue and hiding in my closet.<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/05/258.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/05/s_258.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1456966233271750578.post-14660952337109073872009-09-05T09:28:00.001-05:002009-09-05T09:28:43.735-05:00Nails are DidMom, A, and I got our nails did:<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/05/256.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/05/s_256.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />While S, his dad and some really good and generous friends hung all the lanterns.<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/05/257.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/05/s_257.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />I am so grateful for their help. Now today A and I are on our way to the salon while bro and W's husband hang the throwies.<br />Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1456966233271750578.post-38448874421710293782009-09-05T07:44:00.001-05:002009-09-05T07:44:40.921-05:00Present TimeI gave S his wedding gift a day early. After the amount of work he's done repeating, "it will all be worth it" was starting to fall on deaf ears. I hope this makes it worth it :)<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/05/180.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/05/s_180.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1456966233271750578.post-91917092437119396232009-09-04T13:23:00.001-05:002009-09-04T13:23:07.347-05:00Centerpiece FlowersAre done and perfect. I'm psyched!<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/04/388.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/04/s_388.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/04/389.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/04/s_389.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1456966233271750578.post-21487464246775978512009-09-02T12:51:00.001-05:002009-09-02T12:51:19.843-05:00Little TentBathroom tent is up and its lanterns are hung!<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/02/276.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/02/s_276.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1456966233271750578.post-55439186789033197452009-09-02T09:07:00.001-05:002009-09-02T09:07:30.455-05:00Folding BagsIs a pia.<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/02/156.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/02/s_156.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1456966233271750578.post-81731289572238015862009-09-02T08:35:00.001-05:002009-09-02T08:35:16.320-05:00LexiLex wearing her ear protection to drown out the noisy humans.<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/02/137.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/02/s_137.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1456966233271750578.post-85623392490214131312009-09-01T22:46:00.001-05:002009-09-01T22:46:21.310-05:00Tree TrunksI wrapped several tree trunks with mini lights today. There are a few more to finish in the AM, but we ran the cables out for the first batch. They look fabulous and throw a ton of light. <br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/01/679.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/01/s_679.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />At the end of the drive where 5 paper lanterns will be hung:<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/01/680.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/01/s_680.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1456966233271750578.post-56299822145338156662009-09-01T22:42:00.001-05:002009-09-01T22:42:45.487-05:00Corn Hole!Brother came home this weekend and built four corn hole thingys with the wood S and I bought at Home Depot. The wood purchase was nearly a disaster after I forced S to put his bags in the cab of the truck, much against his will. But, the corn hole games a fabulous and built to my perfectionist standards. Bro is quite the craftsman and like me knows that any job worth doing is worth doing right. <br /><br />Corn hole, fun for all ages:<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/01/676.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/01/s_676.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />And rather than leave the holes white, S decided they need contrast trim. Problem is, I'm the painting pro in our fledgling family. So after a full day AND after making dinner for everyone, I taped and painted trim as S watched and chatted at me.<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/01/677.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/01/s_677.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />I'll have to give them another coat in the am with a roller then apply a few coats of clear gloss coat. Because I don't have enough to do already....<br />Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1456966233271750578.post-35609233780901090952009-09-01T15:32:00.001-05:002009-09-01T15:32:15.686-05:00Alerting the NeighborsMy mom wrote a letter to all our neighbors, I baked cookies for them, and today Lexi and I delivered the goods.<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/01/393.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/01/s_393.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />Our Little Beehivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874noreply@blogger.com0