A first trip of many...

Sorry for the silence around here... we are still alive, and we are still getting married!  Between a family emergency, school finals, the Holidays, and a few other things we have been super busy.  However, we have crossed a couple of tasks off of our ever growing to-do wedding list.

Today, I want to tell you about the first trip of many that we will undoubtedly be making to Jo-Ann fabrics.  My beautiful Maid of Honor, Victoria was in town from LA, so I stole her away for a few hours of girl time on Christmas eve.  Our goal was to get all of the fabric we needed for making the tent bunting, as well as all of the fabric for our picnic blankets.



We totally scored on the fabric for the bunting.  I wanted 5 different colors/patterns that could be alternated, but still look great together.  Our color scheme is green and blue, with white/cream and brown accents.  We found the perfect fabrics, and I couldn't be more pleased.

When it came to the fleece for the blankets, we ran into some snags.  All of the fabric we selected looked to have more than enough left on the bolt.  However, when we went to the cutting station, one of the bolts had been constructed from smaller pieces of the fleece!  They did not have 2 that were big enough for our project, so we only left with 2/3 of the fabric needed for the picnic blankets.  Part of me is sad about this, but the other part is extremely glad that that was the only problem we ran into.

All in all, our trip on Christmas Eve day was an utter success.  And while we didn't get everything we went in for, or even everything that is on our list, we did get a lot of the things that we need.  Next task?  Start crafting!

Confessions... wedding style

Even though it's already evening on Sunday, I feel like I really need to get some confessions off my heart.  So I'm linking up with Alyx for some Sunday confessions.



1)  I suck at addressing my Save the Date cards.  I managed to get 32 done.  Then, I realized we were missing the addresses for all of Ammon's cousins.  I ran out of steam right about then.  And now we still have 50-some envelopes to hand address.  And then I have to still design all of the return address labels, print them, and put them on the envelopes.  THEN I need to get them to the post office, preferably before December 17th.

2)  I already received the Save the Date from my childhood friend who is getting married next August.  It has a lot of pictures of her with her fiancee and their dog.  I wish I weren't feeling a little bit of Save the Date envy, but I really am.  Mostly because they have already been received by their guest list.

3)  The list of craft tasks that need to be completed for the wedding is now exceeding 20 items.  Let's face it, that is a lot of items.  Let the crafting sweatshop parties commence.

4)  If it were up to me, Ammon and I would be eloping.  But now we're too far in to quit this.  So the show will go on.

I usually hate leaving my confessions at 4 items, but I am going to be doing confessions over at the other blog too, so I feel like 4 is more than plenty.  What are you confessing today?

Wedding planning commandments?

I never realized that when I agreed to start planning a wedding that I was simultaneously ascribing to a religion with a myriad of rules, regulations, and yes, even commandments.  Yet that is what seems to happen.  Any wedding website you find will constantly print articles with titles like "The 10 rules all brides must follow" "The 10 commandments of bridal registries".  And on, and on, and on.

Trying to follow all of these rules could give every bride a complex.  Especially because it seems like every single bride wants to be that elusive golden unicorn perfect bride.  You know the one... she radiates joy, she's in love, she gets everything that she wants, she's organized, thoughtful, and her wedding goes off without a hitch.  She's the girl we all want to be, but that we secretly hate when we think someone else has become.

As much as I read all of those rules, I don't like 98% of them.  I think they're snarky, and they make brides seem rude, ungrateful, and grouchy.  Let me tell you all... if every single person and their mother did not have an opinion about my wedding, I could ascribe to all of the dang rules and then some.  But when so-and-so decides to tell me that they think I should change my vision, because they think it would be "nicer", I just want to go all Incredible Hulk on their interfering selves.

There really is only one rule that I love.  And you can read it here.  All of the other ones can be thrown out this window.  This one just applies to life.  Don't ever let anybody dull your sparkle.  EVER.