Friday, February 13, 2009
I'm so crafty, I amaze myself.
So, I was pondering about something nice to give to Trisha, Missy and the other girls (the girlfriends of Dave's friends) for helping out with the wedding. It dawned on me: pill boxes! They're cute, practical and you don't necessarily have keep pills in them (well, ok maybe a multi-vitamin). They're good for traveling, too. So I found this sight that sells aluminum, hinged pill boxes. Plain, yes, but I'm going to decoupage them! This will make them special and unique and you never know how much they could be worth a few years down the road when I become an "artist" LOL...
Monday, February 2, 2009
The First Fitting Was Not
I had my first dress fitting January 30th. I pulled into the boutique's parking lot and they had it on display! ~gasp!!~ It was so beautiful! I tried mine on and well, it WAS beautiful, gorgeous actually, but I wasn't the most comfortable in it. It was very comfortable, dance worthy but I didn't get the "butterflies" I thought would be associated with trying on this gorgeous gown. I knew I was getting married. In this dress. In 98 days. That's all it was to me: a dress.
I haven't been the one to have princess dreams of my wedding day. Actually, weddings (and marriages for that fact) haven't been a big ordeal in my family. The J.P. was good enough for anybody and that's what everybody did. My generation hasn't expressed the same views as the older generations. I grew up with 7 other cousins, all girls, who have been married and have had the big "to-do's". I don't care for it. I told David that I would like to elope and use the money for a nice vacation somewhere really nice and out of the country. That was a no-go from the get-go. We're both only children but his family is much smaller than mine so weddings are a big deal. There is him and his one cousin. That's it. And the family is really, really close. We couldn't elope alone which is what I wanted. Mom, Dad, Grandpa, Great-Aunt Sally and Second Cousin Tom ALL had to be there. So we decided to plan a small, casual wedding. Small meaning immediate family and our closest friends and casual meaning finger foods and suits. This has not been so because of extended family. VERY extended family. ~sigh~
Going back to the dress. So, the first fitting was not a "fitting" per se. It was only a lets-see-if-my-fat-ass-can-fit-into-this-dress fitting. It did. And now I have more reason to run those 6 flights of stairs and run on my handy-dandy treadmill everyday until then. Go me.
I haven't been the one to have princess dreams of my wedding day. Actually, weddings (and marriages for that fact) haven't been a big ordeal in my family. The J.P. was good enough for anybody and that's what everybody did. My generation hasn't expressed the same views as the older generations. I grew up with 7 other cousins, all girls, who have been married and have had the big "to-do's". I don't care for it. I told David that I would like to elope and use the money for a nice vacation somewhere really nice and out of the country. That was a no-go from the get-go. We're both only children but his family is much smaller than mine so weddings are a big deal. There is him and his one cousin. That's it. And the family is really, really close. We couldn't elope alone which is what I wanted. Mom, Dad, Grandpa, Great-Aunt Sally and Second Cousin Tom ALL had to be there. So we decided to plan a small, casual wedding. Small meaning immediate family and our closest friends and casual meaning finger foods and suits. This has not been so because of extended family. VERY extended family. ~sigh~
Going back to the dress. So, the first fitting was not a "fitting" per se. It was only a lets-see-if-my-fat-ass-can-fit-into-this-dress fitting. It did. And now I have more reason to run those 6 flights of stairs and run on my handy-dandy treadmill everyday until then. Go me.
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