tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43063625678693328732024-03-05T09:40:05.540-05:00Soon to Be Mrs. Patti♥ This is the story of a bride - planning a fabulous wedding on a practical budget, and happily chronicling her last days as a Miss ♥Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.comBlogger207125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4306362567869332873.post-89309344654057927902009-10-13T07:07:00.002-04:002009-10-13T07:17:05.538-04:00Ask and Ye Shall ReceiveSeveral of you have asked about the future of the blog - namely when I was going to change the title and its description. Well, a few months ago I'd already decided that when the time came, I'd start a new blog - leaving <span style="font-weight:bold;">Soon to Be Mrs. Patti</span> in tact as my place to chat about our wedding.<br /><br />My new blog is called <span style="font-weight:bold;"><a href="http://www.mrssmithville.blogspot.com">Welcome to Mrs. Smithville</a></span>, and there I'll continue to talk about the wedding (but from my current perspective) as well as whatever else is going on in my life that is blogworthy. I've moved my post-wedding posts from Soon to be Mrs. Patti over, but will be double posting anything directly wedding related (namely recaps). <br /><br />So come see my new place. I hope you'll make yourself comfy and spend some QT in Smithville.<br /><br />♥Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4306362567869332873.post-31978679906598370052009-10-09T13:35:00.001-04:002009-10-09T13:35:34.060-04:00The Google Bride, or, What Google Failed to Mention (part 3)...and we are back. If you?ve stayed through Parts 1 and 2 you know that the day was full of surprises. Only 2 more surprising things to discuss. <br /><br />Google failed to mention....<br /><br /><b>6. How difficult sitting would be.</b> I knew my dress, in all of her fabulousness was a thick. And even though she fit like a glove, sitting was an ordeal. An ordeal Im sure that our videographer and several guests witnessed. That is why having our meal served (see #4) was a nice treat. Usually, when I needed to sit down the Hubs had to step in and assist (by pushing the chair, or just supporting me as I plopped down). We ended up taking the hotel shuttle to and from the venue and that was just as difficult. I could not see my feet for most of the day, so lets just say getting in and out of that shuttle was ?fun? And by fun, I mean scary and slightly unnerving.<br /><br /><b>7. How being fully in the moment can be joyously overwhelming.</b> I cant describe the experience of walking down the aisle towards the man of your dreams. It was amazing. And exhilarating. And overwhelming. I was on the verge of tears as soon as we got to the venue. It was like the hugeness of the event that was about to transpire got the best of me. But I was still experiencing extremely positive affect. I managed to wait til it was time to walk down the aisle to cry. By the time I got to Hubs, I had composed myself again. But the feeling was still there. And it hung out with me for the rest of the day. Because for the rest of the day I tried to stay in the moment. Time to cut the cake? I am <i>there</i>. Dancing at the reception and entertaining friends in our suite afterwards...<i>there</i> and loving every minute. It was an wonderful on-another-level-type-of-day and I tried to be fully present and in the moment for thrill of it all.<br /><br />That is all I got for now. As I look back over this list, I will concede that some of these things I probably needed to experience to believe or did not know to Google. But some of the others? I feel like that stuff should have shown up in at least one of my queries. Oh well. I was not informed, but I am okay with knowing that at least I have passed the knowledge on to you. And now we all know!<br /><br />♥Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4306362567869332873.post-23817861644649521572009-10-09T12:11:00.001-04:002009-10-09T12:11:44.112-04:00The Google Bride, or, What Google Failed to Mention (part 2)In Part 1, I started sharing some surprising aspects of my wedding day experience. But I only got through the first part of the day. Lets pick up where I left off. Some other stuff Google failed to mention was...<br /><br /><b>3. How hot it was going to be under my dress.</b><i>Its okay, I know its funny. You can laugh.</i> Google told me that the average high temp on October 3rd was going to be mid-80s. I grew up in SoFla, so that was not surprising. What was surprising was how hot I got under my dress. Like, under the skirt part. My upper body and torso were fine (thanks to MdOH Dani and her pre-corset regimen), but it was unbelievably hot down by my legs. I wanted to lift up my skirt to get a breeze. Over and over again. Too bad I had on too much dress to pull this off effectively.<br /><br /><b>4. Some brides and grooms eat at their reception.</b> I have no idea why it is common for the newlyweds to skip the actual eating part of their reception (usually not on purpose). Well, that is not true. The eating part is an excellent time for the couple to visit each table and greet their guests. But there was NO WAY we were spending all that money on food to turn around and not eat it. So we ate when everyone else did. The event staff even served us, so we did not have to get up (you will see why that is important soon). I am proud to report that I know first hand that our brunch was delish. And worth (just about) every penny we paid for it. Yumm.<br /><br /><b>5. That when dumped in orange juice, cheap champagne is just as satisfying as something more expensive.</b> How do I know? Because I consumed more champagne and mimosas on October 3rd than I have in my entire life. The champagne I was drinking cost about $5 a bottle (of course I got it on sale), and tasted great. Well, the part that I could discern was not the OJ tasted great. I looove mimosas. <br /><br />Lets hit pause. At this point we have been outside (to have our pictures taken) and eaten something. Plus and plus. There are a couple more things that I want to share in Part 3. <br /><br />...(one more time) to be continued.<br />♥ <br />Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4306362567869332873.post-69316241142987566642009-10-09T11:37:00.001-04:002009-10-09T11:37:30.467-04:00The Google Bride, or, What Google Failed to Mention (part 1)I debated on when to come back to the blog because I really wanted to go right into recaps. But our professional photos aren?t back yet (and my photographer is getting married this weekend ? congrats Chelsey!), so I?m going to wait to do the official wedding recaps. In the meantime, I?ll just find something else to prattle on about. Today?s victim: resourcefulness...or things that managed to surprise me on wedding day. Lemme explain and then you can decide for yourself what I?m really talking about. <br /><br />I consider myself to be fairly resourceful. When it came to wedding planning, I often needed a prompt answer because I was trying to make a quick, but informed decision. My favorite place to consult? The interwebs. Google in particular. And over time, my friends started calling me ?the Google Bride.? <i>It also didn?t help that I kept saying ?I read that [insert conversation point] on the internet...? or ?all you gotta do is Google [insert subject}? lol.</i><br /><br />And while I feel like Google kept me pretty well informed on the wedding front, there were several things that I felt surprisingly unprepared for. It?s like Google failed to mention...<br /><br />1. <b> It was plausible that I would be calm and pleasant while getting ready. </b>Everything I read about this part in the timeline suggested that it would be crazy, hectic, and that I would not feel like I had enough time to do anything. That was not the case. Even with the hair and makeup schedule being a little behind (or at least I think it was...I wasn?t wearing a watch and they took away my BBerry), I did not feel rushed. Thanks to my fab ?maids I was able to ease into the day and spend some quality time chatting and laughing with my favorite ladies. <br /><br />2a. <b>That several people would attend the ceremony and not stay for the reception ? and not tell us. Including out of town guests!</b> Ya?ll know how I feel about wedding guest behavior: people need to do better! Okay, moving on to my second point...<br /><br />2b. <b>Almost everyone showed up.</b> I?d read in several places that a significant percentage of people who RSVPd would end up not attending the wedding. Its one of those things that you cant really prepare for (cause its always plausible that they could turn up). However, I am pleased to report that only 2 people that RSVPd did not actually make it to the event. I just was not expecting that! But it?s a good unexpected. Since we?d already paid for their food ? lol. <br /><br />But that was just the beginning. In Parts 2 (and 3), I?ll talk about several other places where The Google Bride was caught unawares.<br /><br />...to be continued.<br />♥<br />Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4306362567869332873.post-91126008578564256862009-10-08T19:52:00.004-04:002009-10-08T20:21:06.115-04:00Guess Who's Back?!Me! With a husband!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOIAK8SSR6tnyRunxIYCxsImyIiCdMqUYtwpRr24nEXHciVccPPMCo94MiBm8iYGCIpaZQ3kdnOC61cSuEiDhHIm4XRFMTXZewL7PvlanwN168m4IndRm9RmOL5l5RhgjDI2NMomTTKkY/s1600-h/3988937310_55d5c2bf8c_o.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOIAK8SSR6tnyRunxIYCxsImyIiCdMqUYtwpRr24nEXHciVccPPMCo94MiBm8iYGCIpaZQ3kdnOC61cSuEiDhHIm4XRFMTXZewL7PvlanwN168m4IndRm9RmOL5l5RhgjDI2NMomTTKkY/s400/3988937310_55d5c2bf8c_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390382979756125314" /></a><br />Most days I wake up and I still cant believe it.<br /><br />For those of you who haven't seen the pics on facebook, the day was absolutely fabulous. Everyone looked fantastic, the decor was my envisioned simple elegance, and the events proceeded according to schedule - including us starting on time (take <i>that</i> nay sayers). Despite it being one of the fastest days of my life, I was a very calm and pleasant bride. And I probably had some of that glow that you hear about on TV.<br /><br />Yes, I was definitely sleep deprived. <br />Yes, I had barely enough of my voice left to say my vows. <br />Yes, our officiant remixed our ceremony...while it was in progress.<br />Yes, I needed an under-my-dress cooling system.<br />And yes, our cash bar never actually made it to the event.<br /><br />But all of that pales in comparison to how AMAZING the day was. <br /><br />I am so happy...and unbelievably blessed.<br /><br />♥<br /><br /><i>Quick note: I went back to work today, so I figured it was time to come back to ye ole blog. I missed ya'll.</i>Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4306362567869332873.post-51862453310300198272009-09-20T22:03:00.002-04:002009-09-20T23:25:35.233-04:00Perfect, Yet Off Registry BeddingI've never actually come out and said this, but I'm not sure I condone off registry wedding gifts...unless you <i>know</i> its perfect for the bride and groom.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi09IM_pdWyvAi6RHOymgQRo5R9WtrxUBVc1Fxt7fOzGq2licD0vFFCZUP2EuAiCMvF52EBBYUdjTMg-U0O6a3_Sypd6rC4ocjuJyF_XirihQlotvaG9XaXPls_1xyPjGob_vcL9wZ870Q/s1600-h/img19l.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi09IM_pdWyvAi6RHOymgQRo5R9WtrxUBVc1Fxt7fOzGq2licD0vFFCZUP2EuAiCMvF52EBBYUdjTMg-U0O6a3_Sypd6rC4ocjuJyF_XirihQlotvaG9XaXPls_1xyPjGob_vcL9wZ870Q/s400/img19l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383754842259380514" /></a><small><center>{<a href="http://www.westelm.com/products/b340/?pkey=cbedding-new">found it here</a>}</small></center><br />This bedding is one of those perfect off registry gifts. It appeals to my aesthetic without being too girlie for the PHI. Awesome gift, but not on our registry. Perfect candidate for an off-registry gift. As were the GreenPans that MamaP gave me at my Florida shower, and the Vera Wang toasting flutes that my former-roomie Janelle gave me at my Atlanta shower. All tasteful, amazing gifts that were perfect for me. <br /><br />Now, that gift basket I received from my inlaws (MamaD, sister in-law, etc) containing champagne, massage oils, candles, feathers and a pregnancy test? Not so much. I love them, but they should have shopped the registry.<br /><br />♥Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4306362567869332873.post-36267344851165781792009-09-17T10:03:00.001-04:002009-09-17T10:03:00.211-04:00Dishing on J Heart PThere are several things that are very common in wedding world that I've never batted an eyelash at. Today's culprit: the candy bar. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9uhbqLDvz25YFnWFaeBxE5POBrGXCX6jar3CW3jXuAPP4qKWMIAnwRk3IuEwhsI0YS1vm_3YTzd1H9EK4DOZfOSc6FEHRQaAyoahivOsFw3786WEDc7FNMYjFMtlP19kC2rotFoG1oyU/s1600-h/amy2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9uhbqLDvz25YFnWFaeBxE5POBrGXCX6jar3CW3jXuAPP4qKWMIAnwRk3IuEwhsI0YS1vm_3YTzd1H9EK4DOZfOSc6FEHRQaAyoahivOsFw3786WEDc7FNMYjFMtlP19kC2rotFoG1oyU/s400/amy2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381101492075770866" /></a><small><center>{<a href="http://amyatlas.com/index.php/main/portfolio/">this and more found here</a>}</center></small><br />Talk about chic and amazing! If we were going to do a candy bar, this would be our inspiration. Hands down. But, as you can imagine, most of them don't look like this. But many of them feature alphabet shaped letters that spell out LOVE. Sometimes they even make an appearance on the cake table as someting extra. But considering most people I know dont even go peep the cake up close (I checked), I know that the candy and the possible adorable-nes of the dishes is missed on most guests. Not to mention the expense involved with providing a variety of candy to over 100 people. Cute, but no thank you. Maybe for a shower, but not for a reception.<br /><br />So imagine my surprise today, while catching up with the Wedding Industrial Complex (aka theknot.com) I ran across these dishes:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6ffbEt9Es3oI_0nxUPfeRKYhmjTQlbiJXMDqUSIwlVJ7JCmU_4zLukueM5KmPQzayYhHVOLzYz4lncCu5DUabK8IIPAp_C6FSjKCgBOdRFrnx8xw-rFG6zlAi3WcNGtHr_fZT21QU8R0/s1600-h/186085.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6ffbEt9Es3oI_0nxUPfeRKYhmjTQlbiJXMDqUSIwlVJ7JCmU_4zLukueM5KmPQzayYhHVOLzYz4lncCu5DUabK8IIPAp_C6FSjKCgBOdRFrnx8xw-rFG6zlAi3WcNGtHr_fZT21QU8R0/s400/186085.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381103639247169522" /></a><center><small>{<a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/Ceramic-Monogram-Dishes-Qty-of-7_W0QQitemZ120434987485QQcategoryZ3268QQcmdZViewItemQQ_trksidZp3907.m263QQ_trkparmsZalgo%3DSIC%26itu%3DUCI%252BIA%252BUA%252BFICS%252BUFI%252BDDSIC%26otn%3D12%26po%3DLVI%26ps%3D54">found them here</a>}</small></center><br />I'd never seen a heart dish like this (I've seen lots of letters; most couples spell out LOVE) and I looove it. I kinda want a set - J ♥ P, naturally - and could easily see having these filled with yummies during one of our (increasingly infamous) WII/Xbox Game Nights. Or even for a more sophisiticaed soire, complete with cocktails. Fruit, candy, nuts...oh the possibilities. <br /><br />That's it. I think I just convinced myself that we should order them. But after the wedding. Waaaay after the wedding.<br /><br />....off to the post-wedding purchase list you go!<br /><br />♥Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4306362567869332873.post-15885694969377767142009-09-16T10:03:00.000-04:002009-09-16T19:10:27.827-04:00An Open Letter to The UnexpectedsI realize that I have very strong opinions about RSVPs. I had them before our RSVPs started trickling in, and now that the deadline has come and gone (with 35 invites still outstanding – SMH), my beliefs have been further underscored. So, at the risk exposing some of my ‘zilla tude, here is a letter that I wish I could send to people who have not RSVPd but are considering showing up, also known as The Unexpecteds. <br /><br /><i>Dear Soon to Be Unexpected Guest, <br /><br />The PHI and I hope this finds you well. We are very....disheartened that you have decided to withhold your stamped RSVP. As a couple, we spent money on these invitations, tried to mail them out so that you had plenty of time to respond, and only received about 70% of them back. As you already know, yours was not in that bunch. <br /><br />I assume that a lack of response indicates that you are not planning to attend. Maybe I'm wrong. But I think that if you have the audacity to not respond, then I can easily have the “audacity” to assume you aren’t coming... ...and then treat you as such when you decide to attend anyway. At our wedding, that will mean that the hostesses might ask you to stand to the side while they seat the guests that RSVPd and already have a table assignment. So, if you end up exercising your “rights” as an Unexpected, please try not to act brand new. The idea that the PHI and I just <u>knew</u> you were coming, despite you neglecting actually tell us is ridiculous and you know it. <br /><br />If I haven’t been already, I’ll be very plain. I am adamantly against making provisions for people who might show up but did not RSVP. The PHI says that I’m getting worked up about something that has not happened yet. However, I cant stand it when everyone keeps telling me that no matter how much I plan for it, people like you still manage to show up. So what does that mean? In addition to having to wait to be seated, I can’t guarantee that your table will have a centerpiece. You’ll get a menu, cause I have plenty, but we’ll only have a set number of centerpieces, and your table may not make the cut. <br /><br />There seems to be a misconception that the bride and groom’s feelings will be hurt if you quickly decline their wedding invite. Maybe for some couples that is the case. But for the PHI and I, we understand that were in a recession. We’ve turned down several invitations ourselves. If you cannot make it, that’s okay. But not sending in your RSVP because you’re afraid of hurting our feelings? Not okay. Like I said at the beginning, you already know if you’re coming or not. Why do you have to wait for us to call, text, email or Facebook you? <br /><br />In closing, we understand that emergencies arise all the time and that sometimes the best intentions are not carried out. However, if you are receiving this letter, that is not exactly your situation yet, is it? We would love to have you celebrate with us next month, but would prefer if you told us about it before showing up. Normally I’d suggest some alternative ways to contact us, but considering we’ve already tried to use those ways to contact you, I can only suggest carrier pigeons at this point. It is our sincere hope that you have good luck with that. <br /><br />Regards,<br />Soon to Be Mrs. Patti</i><br /><br />...<br />I know, I know. That was FULL of 'tude. I'd never actually send that to someone, but I'd be okay with people thinking I would - lol.<br /><br />♥Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4306362567869332873.post-82701369902152929212009-09-15T10:03:00.000-04:002009-09-15T10:03:00.757-04:00Hav PlentyYesterday I briefly mentioned how I struggled with figuring out the program design. But even after finalizing the design, I found something else to get worked up about.<br /><br /><b>I didn't know how many to print.</b><br /><br />I talked to my 'maids and checked online and found all kinds of vague information. <br /><br />Print one for each guest<br />Print one for each family<br />Print one per couple<br />Print one per couple, and one for each single person<br />Print the same number of invites<br />Print 75-85% of the number of guests you anticipate<br />...etc etc etc<br /><br />You may have noticed that all of these guidelines pretty much hinge on knowing how many you are expecting at the event. Which is why most brides wait until much closer to the wedding to take care of them. No, this is not an excuse to do them the night before or even the week of the wedding (there is no excuse for that), but you can see why this isn't something you do when you first get engaged, right?<br /><br />Ultimately, I decided to go with the percentage. I didnt know how it worked, but I could see how planning for 75% of the guests could encapsulate the singles, the couples and likely leave a few leftovers. At the time, I anticipated 150 guests, so I simply multiplied that by 75% and rounded up to the next increment of 5 for 115. Right now we only have 110 guests that have RSVPd, so were well on our way to having plenty left over. <br /><br />I'm not sure if I mentioned this yesterday, but I am thrilled that this project is complete. It was my last pre-wedding DIY project (not counting the announcements or the favors) and I managed to do it with almost a month to spare (popping my collar). I really love how they turned out, and I think that our guests will enjoy their stylish simplicity. <br /><br />And I will enjoy the fact that I didn't spend my last evenings as a Miss assembling programs. Lack of DIY projects the week of our wedding: priceless.<br /><br />♥Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4306362567869332873.post-34616504070006763962009-09-14T10:03:00.000-04:002009-09-14T10:03:00.544-04:00Catching Up: ProgramsSeptember has been one of those months. Well, now that I think about it, so was August. Anyway, the invites have gone out, I've finished my pre-wedding DIY list, we've (probably) lost a groomsman and gained his replacement, and everyone's attire is all squared away. I know. You would not know that from the way I've been posting. <br /><br />So I'm going to try and get you caught up, and then bow out gracefully a few days before the wedding. Deal? <br /><br />Great. Lets get started. Today lets talk about the program.<br /><br />I was never one of those brides that considered the program to be optional. Granted, my conceptualization of our program has gone through several permutations, I always knew I wanted one, and that it would be teal and green. Just like every other thing with weddings, there are several ways to skin the cat (sorry Naima and BK :/) and I opted to go with one that would be practical + stylish + simple + easy to assemble. Personally, less is more with me - as a guest I'd like to know whats coming when, what the plans are for the food, and a small thank you for being able to make it. And that's all.<br /><br />So I set out to create something that would be simple and stylish, not too labor intensive, and still fairly practical (as practical as programs are). Here's what I came up with: <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiRnj503YaYVxMw4gqP9Nv-cmZLz_KH0NIVrr3XBVME92hE4iozDwAEhtZOIEr6ToQtOPUvpbDyTYI5pDNak2ITYbEvNf_e1IdCK9W4L0t-4TS7qwvxaLidJpqk9QwZ0QtLPbLDjYDoNw/s1600-h/program+for+blog.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiRnj503YaYVxMw4gqP9Nv-cmZLz_KH0NIVrr3XBVME92hE4iozDwAEhtZOIEr6ToQtOPUvpbDyTYI5pDNak2ITYbEvNf_e1IdCK9W4L0t-4TS7qwvxaLidJpqk9QwZ0QtLPbLDjYDoNw/s400/program+for+blog.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381132897110045842" /></a><br />What you're looking at is our single panel, double sided program. the program text is printed on white cardstock, and a slightly larger piece of teal is sandwiched imbetween. Please excuse those ugly blue blocks. I didnt think it was a good idea to put everyone's business out there (including the PHI's whole name), and I really wanted you to see the both sides and how they look on the teal. <br /><br />Okay, since you were so good with the blue-blocked version, here's a blog-appropriate version of the text:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwA4dP7MbDheqvUd0nZjKfvMq8BP9wLL0CbfqB3mWv-JF7N5IiBGgKStUGVePyPBgHn38aFEdJE6lC4WnbuzdYor5wrnBiym8vyABxakaSUQU3hxBSSm7drlb9CjjjXLsc3c-d2c_D3OU/s1600-h/program+detail+for+blog.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwA4dP7MbDheqvUd0nZjKfvMq8BP9wLL0CbfqB3mWv-JF7N5IiBGgKStUGVePyPBgHn38aFEdJE6lC4WnbuzdYor5wrnBiym8vyABxakaSUQU3hxBSSm7drlb9CjjjXLsc3c-d2c_D3OU/s400/program+detail+for+blog.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381136269137700082" /></a><br />Before our programs, I'd never seen a program exactly like this. The next closest thing is probably a fan program - which I see all the time. In fact, if I had glued a stick between some of those layers, I could have had a fan. But considering the wedding is inside an AC venue, we did not need a fan. But I liked the concept very much and ran with it. When I did that, I knew that every inch of white cardstock was now prime real estate, and that we'd have to be strategic about what we included on (in, on?) the program. <br /><br />The front features the PHI and I's full government names, the time and location, and the order of the ceremony. Following the ceremony order, there's a quick written thank you to our loved ones, and perhaps the most important tidbits of info: where to go for cocktails, and what time everyone can eat (lol). The only thing on the back is the bridal party - all 18 of them (19 if you include Godmommy who will be directing the rehearsal and the day-of activities). <br /><br />Not shockingly, I used the same double border (dotted and solid), and fonts from the other paper-goods. Despite being in the same design family as every other piece of wedding paper, I really struggled with the program design. I like that the front is centered, but the back has a right justified title, and left justified text. I also really like how the green accents turned out. Less is definitely more, and I think the fact that only our names and a few headings are both green and script really helps organize the text and capture your attention.<br /><br />As with the menus, I had the text printed at Office Depot on white cardstock. This time, to save some cash I found two coupon codes and had them printed in two batches. For 115 sheets (115 programs, front and back on 1 sheet), I spent about $60. The teal I got for a steal at Hobby Lobby. I was able to get 2 teal insides from a sheet and spent about $4. Throw in another $10 for adhesive and it brings the <b>grand total for programs up to about $75</b>. Not bad at all.<br /><br />Assembly went much more smoothly as I learned my lesson from those blasted menus. I made sure that I had plenty of hands on deck and was able to knock them out over several glasses of wine and sangrias while 4 of my maids were in town for my Atlanta shower. I did all of the cutting, but BM Melissa and MdOH Dani did an awesome job making sure everything got glued together. Even the PHI got involved and helped to do some of the gluing. I was so proud. He was very careful with the materials (apparently I give off this anal vibe - lol) and did a really good job.<br /><br />Sooo...I think thats all I had to say about the programs. <br /><br />Oh wait, one more thing: Programs, Check!<br /><br />♥Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4306362567869332873.post-63216573954076829532009-09-11T10:03:00.000-04:002009-09-13T11:22:23.816-04:00Keeping It RealMy nails and I have a...<i>unique</i> relationship. They’re a little hard to love because...<br /><blockquote>...I have small nail beds. Like, the space where the nails sprout from is very small.<br /><br />... they’re soft. And not just after a shower, or the dishes. They’re soft all the time.<br /><br />... they curve up. If you’ve never seen someone’s nails do that, remind me to show you mine when they get a little length on them.<br /><br />... they have a natural aversion to nail polish. Enough said.<br /></blockquote>And despite all of their flaws, I just love them. I keep them short because a lack of length helps downplay their flaws. Thankfully short nails suit me just fine. With a little clear or neutral polish, I feel like I’m doing it up big.<br /><br />One of the best pieces of advice I’ve picked up along this wedding planning journey, is to trust your gut*. Especially when you’re as close to the finish line as I am. If you’re having difficulty making a decision, do a quick gut check. Now this only works if you and your gut have an open and trusting relationship (if you neglect your gut, I wouldn’t trust it not to make up stuff – lol). Anyway, while trying to decide what to do about my nails – acrylics or au natural – I did a quick gut check. And as you can imagine, it said “Girl, go get you a manicure and call it a day.”<br /><br />So that’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to be keeping it real.<br /><br />In preparation, I went to get a mani last night to even them up, file them down, and work on those cuticles. Finished them off with an adorable pale pink polish. I think they did a really good job. Now I just have to decide if I want pinky nails, or more of a beige-y neutral on my hands for wedding day.<br /><br />And for my toes... polka dots.<br />♥<br /><br />*not <i>that gut</i>, your mental one. I already know that <i>that gut</i> is screaming “TAKE ME TO THE GYM!” – lol.Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4306362567869332873.post-9944803144049665022009-08-28T10:03:00.004-04:002009-09-09T20:39:33.650-04:00Sock it to MeYa'll know how I feel about custom items. If I cant find it in the stores, and I cant make it myself, I have no problem turning to someone else to make it for me. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWJFIAXhd3MPc-yZjQONXChqIyHE1foW84dNZtsCIlRw_osANplyE5f5KkFud1fCt8LEH06Mt5O8lnKnTbtM_w-VryxHorjjpQ-F7ot5swZhdSWdDNhZmPDPcpVXDFFW5rFFYlr_CazIo/s1600-h/CIMG1820.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWJFIAXhd3MPc-yZjQONXChqIyHE1foW84dNZtsCIlRw_osANplyE5f5KkFud1fCt8LEH06Mt5O8lnKnTbtM_w-VryxHorjjpQ-F7ot5swZhdSWdDNhZmPDPcpVXDFFW5rFFYlr_CazIo/s400/CIMG1820.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374973358681554290" /></a><br />These little socks are no exception. Aren't they adorable?<br /><br />When I picked out the <a href="http://soontobemrspatti.blogspot.com/2009/02/guess-who-got-lucky-at-mall.html">flower girl dresses</a>, I knew I wanted them to wear ruffly socks. In a perfect world, they'd have a teal ruffle. Well, I never found any teal ruffly socks. And I wasnt about to spend a whole lot of money on these little socks that they might wear only once (famous last words, right?). So I popped over to <a href="http://www.etsy.com">Etsy</a> and found <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=7092516">BRKids</a>. When I contacted her, I told her I had some teal ribbon I wanted to use (because the color needed to be spot on), and would be willing to mail it to her. She told me that she would do the 3 pairs of socks I needed for $6. Yup, $6 for all three pairs. Add a few dollars (literally) to the pot, and I was able to get 3 pairs of custom little girl socks for less than $10.<br /><br />I was a little hesitant about the quality when she gave me the price, but turns out that worrying was completely unnecessary. The socks are a nice high quality cotton, the ruffle is sewed on very professionally, and she finished the edges off so the ribbon wont ravel. Long story short, if the girls are interested, they will have these socks for many years to come.<br /><br /><i>Have I ever told you about my love for dainty little girl clothing? No? Hm, maybe on the next blog. Just know, these little socks are making me swoon.</i><br /><br />♥Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4306362567869332873.post-29898491232866989172009-08-27T10:03:00.001-04:002009-08-27T10:03:00.135-04:00Are Ya Hungry?If you weren't, you might be in a little bit. Cause I wanna show you our menus!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLBbZnPOA2yV_Df1bXgi2mEACqaqIsOUFC0abZshTg_bR35bC22kJQ9IUWOVLEgiEkf8NAbQ94WVAxmSa6XOkIC3MiPhhRQR9-52NKC7VFXxna2q5gBo4oPzU24mewsLqCNrcIKzkwzTc/s1600-h/CIMG1806.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLBbZnPOA2yV_Df1bXgi2mEACqaqIsOUFC0abZshTg_bR35bC22kJQ9IUWOVLEgiEkf8NAbQ94WVAxmSa6XOkIC3MiPhhRQR9-52NKC7VFXxna2q5gBo4oPzU24mewsLqCNrcIKzkwzTc/s400/CIMG1806.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373700347893223026" /></a><br />I can only take about half the credit for this project. For starters, it was all MamaP's idea. One day we were discussing paper-goods in general, things going on the table specifically, and she mentioned that she thought it would be nice to have something on the table describing the food. I thought she meant a few table tents with the menu on it, but no. She meant individual menus. And what did I do? I agreed to do them, only if I could design them. <br /><br />MamaP's idea + my DIY muscle = an awesome team.<br /><br />Here's what I came up with:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp9IHoIBcnnwLU9O9r3vkhL5rbLw38nAUeN6F0-mvQBPxPfEqdzBSbbqQEjXkMe6FpAfLsvATiKeI9VZIzazb1c0RTvJAQamR-mUOUyxXPOfYj7vtSQdqQA4Me7fUwMxIUQsiJaYAaWfI/s1600-h/menu.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp9IHoIBcnnwLU9O9r3vkhL5rbLw38nAUeN6F0-mvQBPxPfEqdzBSbbqQEjXkMe6FpAfLsvATiKeI9VZIzazb1c0RTvJAQamR-mUOUyxXPOfYj7vtSQdqQA4Me7fUwMxIUQsiJaYAaWfI/s400/menu.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367962689819448786" /></a><br />Ya'll know me, they were designed in PowerPoint and they had to match everything else. I was able to fit 3 on an 8.5x11 sheet, and had them printed at <a href="http://www.officedepot.com">Office Depot</a>. Since were planning for approximately 150 guests (!), I decided that I should outsource the printing to the professionals. It wasn't cheap, but it wasn't terribly expensive either. Plus, I couldn't beat submitting the order online first thing in the morning, and swinging by to pick them up when I got off of work. No sweat, tears or technical difficulties. <span style="font-weight:bold;">(I spent about $30 on card stock, printing and peace of mind at Office Depot.)</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9I_i-aor0-0QNGBkErAShqyIulPEkZq1GB3Yf3lP5c2U9tHb91ZIrLHKCDBYMjT-AdoYuHtE9IMGI2_iPeEPdB-qy8ZSVnFaRr6TFVZ039_9Uo-peMc4nCpdjtoy0hQQWC1Q52Q_vea0/s1600-h/34330901.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9I_i-aor0-0QNGBkErAShqyIulPEkZq1GB3Yf3lP5c2U9tHb91ZIrLHKCDBYMjT-AdoYuHtE9IMGI2_iPeEPdB-qy8ZSVnFaRr6TFVZ039_9Uo-peMc4nCpdjtoy0hQQWC1Q52Q_vea0/s400/34330901.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373703914290314738" /></a><br />To finish them off, I layered them over a slightly larger piece of <a href="http://www.paper-source.com/cgi-bin/paper/color/8-1-2-x-11-Cover/2505.131/833.html">Moss</a> colored card stock from <a href="http://www.paper-source.com">Paper Source</a>. Again, I was able to get 3 back layers out of each sheet of 8.5x11 paper. Ever since I discovered Paper Source early into the wedding planning, I've been dying to find a reason to use them for our paper-goods. And now I have! <span style="font-weight:bold;">(I spent about $15 on moss card stock.)</span><br /><br />I am not going to lie. Assembling these suckers was an unbelievably huge pain in the arse. Thankfully, BM Naima agreed to come over and help me start them, and my cousins BM Melissa and Natalie helped me finish them this past weekend. Ladies, if you're reading this, thank you from the bottom of my bridal heart.<br /><br />I know $45 is not bad for about 150 completely custom menus, but I do wish they'd come in a bit cheaper. Nonetheless, I loove how they turned out and I can definitely see why brides pay good money for <i>other people</i> to do this kind of stuff for them.<br /><br />♥Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4306362567869332873.post-17351005430659582672009-08-26T10:03:00.000-04:002009-08-26T10:03:00.402-04:00Case of the 30sLately, I haven't been feeling up to blogging. Like I was telling one of my tweeps zoraneale, I usually have enough time and energy to do the wedding tasks, but its a stretch to accomplish the tasks AND blog about them. Plus, I cant really say that I've been accomplishing anything fun. I'm also slightly afraid that some of the 'tude I fail to issue in my everyday life will eek into my posts if I share what I've really been dealing with.<br /><br />I have diagnosed myself with a Case of the 30s. Today is the 38th day til the wedding, and I all but have a new attitude. Wait, no. I just seem to have a lot more attitude - lol. But in addition to that, there are some other indicators that I've got a Case of the 30s:<br /><br /><b>I'm scrapping DIY projects.</b> At this point, if I'm not enjoying it, and I think people wont care, and I havent started it yet....its likely to get chucked. The first casualty? The seating chart I planned to make. It was supposed to be an additional way to inform people of their seating assignment, without me having to do individual place cards. Well, I refuse to pay someone to design it for me, and I'm having a terribly miserable time designing it myself. So I'm just not going to do it. Besides, I figure this will ensure that our hostesses definitely have something to do, right?<br /><br /><b>Half the time I feel really gangsta.</b> Especially when it comes to people RSVP-ing for the wedding. I'm waiting patientily for our RSVPs, but I have NO DESIRE to call the people who are invitably going to fail to respond. Can I delegate that to someone? My weekly personal call list has about 3 (give or take 1 or 2) people on it, and at the rate I'm going, I'm looking at calling 100 people. No f-ing way. If I have to call them, they wont be coming. I'd like to see them get in the door. <--<i>ooh, see what I mean? Gangsta. That aint me. That is some other bride.</i> <br /><br /><b>The other half of the time, I've stopped caring.</b> Now, don't get me wrong. The major stuff has already been planned. What I've stopped caring about is the stuff I STILL DONT have any control over. Like our rehearsal. Is it too much to ask that we schedule a rehearsal more than 2 weeks in advance? Evidently. So my response is not to care. And my inner gangsta bride requests that you please not bring that situation up, 'cause it really pisses her off - lol.<br /><br />There are also some definite positive side effects of the 30s.<br /><br />For one, <b>there's usually more partying to be had.</b> BM Naima is coordinating my Atlanta shower and I am so excited about it! Lots more of my girls will be in tow: MamaP, MdOH Dani, BM Melissa, BM Dionne and BM Naima will all be there. My officemate from school is coming and so are some of my college and work friends. My FL shower was amazing and I know this one will be amazing too. Also, there's my "bachelorette party" that MdOH Dani is coordinating, which promises to be a good time. Plus, if for no other reason, it will be one of the first times that I have all my maids in one place - a reason to make any bride extremely happy.<br /><br />Another good thing about the 30s is that there is <b>lots of dress news.</b> In my case, the 'maids dresses have come in (cant wait to see them!) and I have my second dress fitting on September 5th. MamaP, Dani and Naima are planning to come with. I think I'm even going to take my veil and my jewelry so we can see how the whole look comes together.<br /><br /><b>Third, we are finally paying off some of these wedding bills!</b> Enough said, right?<br /><br />And lastly, my onset Case of the 30s <span style="font-weight: bold;">means something pretty important and exciting</span> in itself: that I'm that much closer to the day I marry the PHI and the wedding planning is almost over! Despite my (seeming) ridiculous diagnosis, I am still thrilled about the wedding and about being his wife. I'm also thrilled that wedding planning is almost over and am looking forward to blogging about my other interests- like the Real Housewives of Atlanta, cooking, baking and other everyday randomness.<br /><br />So to summarize, what have we learned about a Case of the 30s?<br /><ol><li>If you really want to accomplish a DIY project, do it early.</li><li>Your case of the 30s could manifest itself in the absence of 'tude, the presense of additional 'tude, or a little of both.</li><li>Dont worry, there's a good bit of the good stuff to counterbalance some of the crap. </li><li>Stick it out, cause by the end you'll be married.<br /></li></ol>Long story short? Come on October 4th!<br /><br />♥Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4306362567869332873.post-43575460566090037382009-08-25T13:03:00.000-04:002009-08-25T13:03:00.195-04:00Food for Thought: RSVPs (part two)Earlier in part one, I talked about electronic RSVPs and why they are so appealing. But now I want to talk paper. And there is definitely some strong support for utilizing the USPS for wedding correspondence. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicTXBea5zfrrJhKBRWllJb1NvM3Ojx-dt8qsamZa8WnCXpL37a99PhtkiRjOhFkfsa7OfouxV1aWBOF0daZjegniWluuSsew5nsWSWZJDvHP5yp3Y3YZKm67E-h6H3IXK3A85S7XZErtg/s1600-h/CIMG1819.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicTXBea5zfrrJhKBRWllJb1NvM3Ojx-dt8qsamZa8WnCXpL37a99PhtkiRjOhFkfsa7OfouxV1aWBOF0daZjegniWluuSsew5nsWSWZJDvHP5yp3Y3YZKm67E-h6H3IXK3A85S7XZErtg/s400/CIMG1819.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373724740161281890" /></a><center>{yes, those are our current stack of RSVPs}</center><br />To some, electronic RSVPs are right up there will calling the couple to let you know they're attending. It just makes the whole responding process that much more casual. Which is fine if you're planning an informal wedding in a state park. But if you're going for a formal and elegant affair having people email their RSVPs doesn't exactly send a cohesive message about the formality of your wedding. <br /><br />A related point is what to do about the senior citizens that might be attending (or planning to attend) your wedding. Both of my grandparents are octogenarians that don't email. However, one our guests, one of Granma's BFFs Miss Alyce does email, and she's well into her 80s. All that's to say that if your only options for RSVPs are electronic ones, its plausible you may have to make special concessions for your older (or non-tech savvy younger) guests. Not a deal breaker, but just something else to consider. <br /><br />Paper RSVPs could also be a nice keepsake. One of our early RSVP designs had a space for guests to write a message to the PHI and I. I canned that for a more classic design, but I liked the sentiment behind including something like that. On a more practical note, I've also seen couples use that blank space on the RSVP card to obtain infromation about their guests plans for travel and accommodation. If you have alot of guests coming in from out of town and/or are coordinating their transportation from the ceremony to the reception site, having this kind of information as early as possible is invaluable.<br /><br />Some critics argue that having a card mailed back is really old fashioned. Not just traditional, but old fashioned (negative connotation and all). And on this point, they're actually right. People have been using RSVP cards a looong time, all the way back to the days where written correspondence was the only way to correspond. Most people I know no longer send hand-written correspondence. They dont own any form of personal stationary, nor do they feel the need to send written notes for any reason other than graduations or weddings. Maybe its just me (cause I love stationary, especially if its personalized), but I think that's kinda sad. Im starting to feel like hand-written notes are becoming a lost art form. <br /><br />I cant say that we struggled with the decision of what to do about our RSVPs. The PHI could care less and I knew right from the beginning that I wanted our invitation suite to include printed cards and envelopes. Personally, I love sending and recieving mail. So seeing a few of those 4Bar sized envelopes in our mailbox daily makes me immesely happy. <br /><br />But that's me. And these are just some of my thoughts about RSVPs. At this point, I'm more interested in what ya'll think. <br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">What are your thoughts on RSVPs? Is there a technological line to be drawn when it comes to weddings? Or does anything go? </span><br /><br />♥Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4306362567869332873.post-82373576704507667432009-08-25T10:03:00.001-04:002009-08-25T10:03:00.146-04:00Food for Thought: RSVPs (part one)<br><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguzUPHj-HQ-uVecMC9uS8IHzkXNo6AWu0OIPSkaHGVMJIe2WG1Eb11MqW4MrBQ8H2LevpboBui1PMLwhme1RKQcioPBe94coUuTS_4O4gNT5BVKxManU6XcNqEn2Ky0KuGzlF-uDq_qfs/s1600-h/email_rsvp.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguzUPHj-HQ-uVecMC9uS8IHzkXNo6AWu0OIPSkaHGVMJIe2WG1Eb11MqW4MrBQ8H2LevpboBui1PMLwhme1RKQcioPBe94coUuTS_4O4gNT5BVKxManU6XcNqEn2Ky0KuGzlF-uDq_qfs/s400/email_rsvp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373720684164940674" /></a><center><small>{<a href="http://jenerek.files.wordpress.com/2008/08/email_rsvp.jpg">source</a>}</small></center><br />The other day I was reading something on the interwebs about the changing face of RSVPs. Essentially, the article was saying that with all the newer and popular ways to interact with people, that some couples feel like the time honored tradition of mailing a card and requiring that you guests mail it back to you is passe. <br /><br />I can honestly see both sides. <br /><br />I think that the onset of social networking like personal websites, blogs, <a href="http://www.Twitter.com">twitter</a> and <a href="http://www.facebook.com">Facebook</a> have allowed us as a society to let our guard down so to speak. Oftentimes people announce the latest and greatest of their lives to thousands (if not millions) of strangers before their own parents and family hear about it. Therefore, what is the harm in having your wedding guests email you, or leave a message on your website to let you know they are planning to attend your wedding? <a href="http://www.evite.com">Evite</a> has been doing it for ages, and companies like <a href="http://www.paperlesspost.com">Paperless Post</a> are seemingly bridging the gap between the way we used to do it, and the way people are doing things now. <br /><br />There are also some financial benefits. We have been subjected to annual postage increases for the past couple of years, and mailing invites with enclosed pre-stamped RSVPs can really add up. Our of the 96 invites we mailed out, we had to stamp about 60 outer envelopes, and ALL 96 of the inner RSVP envelopes. Thankfully, I purchased 100 stamps shortly before we got engaged, another 100 or so right before they went up in May. Between save the dates, thank you notes and the invites, I still needed a few stamps to get everything out the door on time. I've stopped thinking about how much we've spent on stamps. Now I just buy them when we need them.<br /><br />And not to mention that having electronic responses is considered to be very current and fairly cool. So if you are a couple that relishes in bucking tradition and doing things your own way, I can easily see how having people rsvp on your website, or on your twitter page (since Bossip says tweeps cant be deleted) could be totally up your ally. Its just you, keeping it real, communicating with your guests in the way your choosing.<br /><br />I cant get mad at that. The wedding industry encourages you to do your wedding, your way. And if you way involves electronic rsvps, then I am all about doing it.<br /><br />I'm sure you can anticipate the opposing argument. But pop by a little later if you're interested in what I think about leaving things more like they already are.Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4306362567869332873.post-74586998916750316862009-08-19T22:03:00.002-04:002009-08-19T22:03:00.400-04:00Adventures in Nesting: Husband TrainingThis post is not about the wedding, but rather the part that happens when you aren’t planning the wedding: the nesting. Were having quite a few guests at the end of the month, and I want the apartment to be ready. As a result, I’ve been spending a lot of my spare time nesting – more so nesting than wedding planning (gasp!). Before we begin, I need to introduce a term that you may or may not be familiar with.<br /><br /><u><b>Shaping:</b></u> the reinforcement of successive approximations to train a type of behavior. Not to be confused with what Pavlov achieved with dogs. A guaranteed-to-be-covered concept in every introductory psychology course.<br /><br />And as you may have guessed from that definition, one of my adventures in nesting has been “training” my (soon to be) husband. The behavior I’m trying to modify? Wet bath towel placement.<br /><br />You didn’t think it was anything serious, did you? Shame on you if you did!<br /><br />But anyway, in the 2 years that the PHI and I have been together, I’ve been working on him and what he does with his wet towel. As someone who’s lectured about learning theory a gazillion times, I decided to use the shaping technique. Small modifications to already occurring behavior to achieve a more desirable response. It was slow going before we started living together, but now he’s doing extremely well! Here’s how it played out:<br /><blockquote>- When we first met, the PHI would leave the towel balled up or just thrown down wherever he left it. It got funky fast and left wet spots in its wake. Gross.<br /><br />- I suggest stretching the towel out over the edge of the bed, since the wet towel is already in the bedroom. The PHI starts stretching the towel out over the bed, but I think that over time the bed will suffer from the daily additional moisture. <br /><br />- I move the wet towel stretched over the footboard to the bathroom and hang it over the bathroom door. This is a case of not having a good place for it in the bathroom. At the time we only had one bar (where my towel usually lives), so the next best place (still in the bathroom) was the door. PHI has recently started hanging his own towel over the door (yay!), but it makes the door hard to close. </blockquote>Which brings us up to today – I think we’ve made excellent progress. As many of you know, it’s hard to change a habit, even for someone you love. I recently installed a hook on the back of the bathroom door for our towels, so that’s my next move getting him to hang his towel there. And I promise, after he does that I will leave his towel alone. <br /><br />I realize that what the PHI does with his wet towel is not a terribly big deal in the grand scheme of things. But considering the relationship I have with our towels, it makes me happier to know that they’re being treated a little better while in use. And if nothing else, the smell (or lack thereof) alone is worth it.<br /><br />♥Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4306362567869332873.post-9023471915701794462009-08-18T10:03:00.000-04:002009-08-18T10:03:00.334-04:00Mama's got a brand new dressOne of the highlights of my whirlwind FL shower weekend was that I finally got a chance to eye-ball MamaP’s <strike>dress</strike> gown! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHb67huRa4_2o3H_4r3bYuaDdamOq6JGq3wz4GcSHZksEuMgFUNrXZxHUGIHuRMT7Ub0sImjJ2EkPxxh51B7fAXEvgJv78fbj5bF_vptjHnnnl4dUhh1jFhYKG2cgoC5vSjJ-B6-ZL1wo/s1600-h/momsdresspraline.PNG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHb67huRa4_2o3H_4r3bYuaDdamOq6JGq3wz4GcSHZksEuMgFUNrXZxHUGIHuRMT7Ub0sImjJ2EkPxxh51B7fAXEvgJv78fbj5bF_vptjHnnnl4dUhh1jFhYKG2cgoC5vSjJ-B6-ZL1wo/s400/momsdresspraline.PNG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371110474021867170" /></a><br />I wanted her to try it on so that I could snap a pic, but we ran out of time. Hope the catalog pic will tide you over til October. MamaP found this lovely while dress shopping in Ft. Lauderdale with my Godmommy a couple months ago. The color is called “Praline” which I think is fitting and will be very pretty next to my light ivory, and the dark teal that the ‘maids are wearing. I can’t remember the exact dollar amount, but the gown is coming in well under $200, and that includes the cost of the alterations! The seamstress at the store she purchased it from is going to convert the shawl that comes with it to a short-sleeved bolero jacket (ya’ll that know MamaP know she loves her bolero jackets) that looks kind of like this.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV9sAgaZc9lZcWojGwKOcCNa-R6QTBEQu2nRx0tyC_QIn1bGpJWp9zZ_16S534ceAO7i2Uc0JWj3oSn0CYOk3OjIDfa9xAdCvjyLG_b97tzPSFacqH0qipHjt_9QUSyBw_WiZh2DIDrxk/s1600-h/bolero.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV9sAgaZc9lZcWojGwKOcCNa-R6QTBEQu2nRx0tyC_QIn1bGpJWp9zZ_16S534ceAO7i2Uc0JWj3oSn0CYOk3OjIDfa9xAdCvjyLG_b97tzPSFacqH0qipHjt_9QUSyBw_WiZh2DIDrxk/s400/bolero.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371110476452168418" /></a><br />The best part? Her ensemble will totally coordinate with mine. From the color to the design, its like her dress is the fabulous, non-bridal, more mature equivalent of mine. Hmm, that’s actually a pretty good definition of MamaP – the fabulous, non-bridal more mature version of me. <br /><br />::giggles::<br /><br />♥Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4306362567869332873.post-39838635573519755402009-08-18T09:03:00.000-04:002009-08-18T09:03:00.445-04:00Today is a Good DayAugust 18th is a good day.<br /><br />In fact, if I had to choose a lucky day, today would be a strong contender.<br /><br />For starters, 2 of my very best friends (who also happen to be my bridesmaids) were born today. Yup! BM Tamerah and BM Naima are celebrating another year of fabulousness.<br /><br />Second, two years ago today, while celebrating BM Tamerah's birthday over dinner, I met my future husband at the Olive Garden. Who knew when I saw that sexy man moving those dishes (he was working as a bussboy at the time) that I'd be marrying him?! <br /><br />So see, August 18th is a good day for me. A lucky day. A blessed day.<br /><br />Naima and Tamerah, Happy Birthday. I hope its as fabulous as you are! <br /><br />And to HJCS (aka The PHI): 2 years down, a lifetime more to go!<br /><br />♥Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4306362567869332873.post-40723189234140118782009-08-17T20:33:00.003-04:002009-08-17T20:41:26.975-04:00Another post about cake :)Frequently I get newsletters from theknot.com. Not quite so many that I feel spammed, but regularly enough to only skim them. Today’s email contained a newsletter – not sure how often this comes out – that informed me that one of the choices we made for our cake is one of 7 (New!) Cake Trends. See for yourself:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAFPWvcmDW3TKx3vkf0PYJTAW6ac3ulRiTQH9Dmg0wz6lP8jZAhExkYYuhTRRxYoOJ3whGzrgOe0tGKEzObDWZejJdKEwOtccsgdlJplqE9ykguxm1QWVZu2vqyfU0XzyP8b_ctwngGoQ/s1600-h/theknot+newsletter(2).png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAFPWvcmDW3TKx3vkf0PYJTAW6ac3ulRiTQH9Dmg0wz6lP8jZAhExkYYuhTRRxYoOJ3whGzrgOe0tGKEzObDWZejJdKEwOtccsgdlJplqE9ykguxm1QWVZu2vqyfU0XzyP8b_ctwngGoQ/s400/theknot+newsletter(2).png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371096770317507842" /></a><br />Go figure. I don’t know if its brides flexing their recessionista muscles, or people are finally starting to admit that fondant is lovely to look yet more expensive and funny tasting, but I’m glad to see that the sage advice of icing your cake in buttercream is finally becoming mainstream. We picked buttercream for our cake only because I looove buttercream. The fact that it’s more reasonably priced is just icing on the cake (pun intended – lol). <br /><br />If you’re interested in viewing the other trends you can check them out <a href="http://weddings.theknot.com/Real-Weddings/49593/view.aspx?id=49593&type=1">here</a>. All this talk of cake is making me hungry. Off to see if there’s one last slice of strawberry layer cake…<br /><br />♥Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4306362567869332873.post-72969362354317940022009-08-13T23:03:00.001-04:002009-08-13T23:46:28.099-04:00Who does that?Uninvited guests: the bane of every bride’s existence.<br /><br />See, you spend all this time strategically deciding who to invite, thinking through all the possible justifications for why they make the cut, and agonizing over people who don’t get a high enough grade on your rubric to guarantee the invite. <br /><br />And all that is before the invitations even go out. In fact, usually its before you know what they’re even going to look like! Not surprisingly, as October 3rd approaches, I’ve been having more run-ins with possible uninvited guests. And I’m always pretty surprised at the source of the inquiry. Actually, my response each time has been “Who does that?!?” Here’s whats happened (so far):<br /><br />My first run-in came from one of my ‘maids. Long story short, she wants to bring her boyfriend to the wedding and for several reasons – the main one being that neither I nor the PHI have a relationship with him – we’ve essentially told her no. Honestly, I thought the matter was settled a year ago (yes, I am saying that in a year we still don’t feel like we know him; long story). But I was accosted at my FL shower about this dead-horse issue. The difference this time was she asked me in front of a small crowd of people. So I couldn’t say “What makes you think he’d be invited now when his name is not on the invitation label I printed last week?” like I wanted to (lol). Instead I punked out and said “We’ll have to see when the RSVPs start coming in.” I can’t believe I said that. I can’t believe <i>she</i> wants to invite someone to <i>our</i> wedding. I know, it doesn’t put us on the hook for actually giving him a seat at the reception, but I think opened her up to the possibility. But in all seriousness, who does that? <br /><br />The next run-in came the very next day. I was at MamaP’s house packing my suitcase and trying to figure out how to get mostly everything home when there was a knock at the door. It was my mama’s godbrother’s ex-wife (were you able to keep up with that?) wondering why she had not been invited to the shower. She heard about at her ex-mother in law’s (MamaP’s godmommy) house, and after hearing that the shower was fab, proceeded to find out what happened to her invite. Thankfully she blamed MamaP and not me for the “oversight.” But my favorite part was when she said “I guess that means I wont be invited to the wedding…” Yup, especially after that stunt you just pulled, you’re probably right. Who. does. that.<br /><br />My most recent try arrived in my inbox (yes, you read that right) last week during a pit stop to drop off the stuff we got at Sams. The PHI and I were having a domestic day (I’m now off every other Friday) and we took the opportunity to run some errands together. He’d never done Sams, and I imagine that from now on I’ll probably be venturing in there alone – lol. But anyway, for the sake of not getting worked up, the email was telling us that my sister-in-law’s sister-in-law (I know) has not only invited herself to our wedding, but has already purchased a plane ticket to SoFla. <br /><br />Say it with me: who does that!?<br /><br />It was initially framed as a question (i.e. “is it okay if she comes) but eventually turned into a request, complete with offering to pay for her plate and a reminder that she doesn’t have much family and considers the PHI and his family (her in-laws) to be her family too. <br /><br />Fine. This stuff is all gradually driving my pressure up. <br /><br />But not anymore. I’ve deposited here, I’ve told my friends (and co-workers), and now I’m back to the old Patti we know and love. I refuse for people to take away our choice in the name of wanting to celebrate with us. We’d love to invite everyone. But we cant. Nor are we going to initiate our own personal recession by trying to. So I’m putting it out there: <br /><br />If you thought you were getting an invite and it never came, we’re sorry.<br /><br />If you read my blog, and are interested in coming, thank you (!) but I am very sorry.<br /><br />And if you think that you can just bop your way over to the Harriet Tubman* Theater on October 3rd, and we’re going to just let you in without a returned RSVP nor an initial invite, <i>you’re</I> sorry.<br /><br />::stepping down from my soapbox::<br /><br />I’ll be back very soon with pics and info on our invites and our menus that I just had printed. Unfortunately the invites didn’t price out as cheap as I’d like, but our invites <i>more</i> than made up for it. I am just swooning with love for them.<br /><br />xoxox<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">*hilarious inside joke from my FL shower. Pics and recap are on the list, I promise.</span>Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4306362567869332873.post-10796336072484381582009-07-30T10:03:00.001-04:002009-07-30T10:03:00.279-04:00I Got Shoes!Remember how I was telling you yesterday about my <a href="http://soontobemrspatti.blogspot.com/2009/07/wheres-patti.html">secret fret list</a>? Well, I am happy to report on another item that has recently seceded from said list: my shoes. <br /><br />Yes, I know. I love shoes. And I used to talk about shoes ALOT. Then I decided that I was going to wear shoes I already own - fabulous teal peep toes. But then I came to my senses and realized that despite our ceremony being only 30 minutes long, that would mean 30 minutes of me standing still in heels. Not a good look. Not going to happen.<br /><br />So I solicited the assistance of my fabulous honor maids to help me find shoes that were flat, allowed me to have my toes out (can we say cute pre-wedding pedi), but still gave off a "bridal" vibe. In my mind that should have been easy to find, but I was having a really hard time finding a viable option. MnOH Krissi really came thru for me, and found these little darlings on <a href="http://www.piperlime.com">Piperlime</a>.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_etbAu5tM-6MjVs22ccDruJAPgssVyw26UbJsvTyraAFZDAotGwRn5CzXzOKYqOpPaypGcxxUY-SUWPCHzwH9KOddU1FiPPHQlq3t88r1rkyJihe-hIKyx4Be44guovkBBZhXXMoKSB4/s1600-h/pl665790-00vliv01.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_etbAu5tM-6MjVs22ccDruJAPgssVyw26UbJsvTyraAFZDAotGwRn5CzXzOKYqOpPaypGcxxUY-SUWPCHzwH9KOddU1FiPPHQlq3t88r1rkyJihe-hIKyx4Be44guovkBBZhXXMoKSB4/s400/pl665790-00vliv01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364070000493880098" /></a><small><center>{<a href="http://piperlime.gap.com/browse/product.do?cid=4016&vid=0&pid=665790&scid=665790002">found them here</a>}</center></small><br /><br />Before I found shoes, I was really dreading having to buy them. See, the best part about wearing shoes you already own is that you've already paid for them (duh!). However, I cant get too worked up about these little things - they only cost me about $30. Cute and budget friendly is definitely my kind of shoe.<br /><br />I have to start my dress fittings within the next couple of weeks as I'm told they could take up to 4 weeks to complete, and now I'm ready. My shoes were the last thing I needed to get. Now when I go for my fitting, the seamstress and I will be able to adequately decide if Elle needs to be hemmed, and how to arrange her bustle. <br /><br />65 days to go! Yay shoes!<br /><br />♥Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4306362567869332873.post-28707528035944153612009-07-29T10:03:00.000-04:002009-07-29T10:03:00.236-04:00Where's Patti?So I completely fell off last week. Normally, I'd say I wasnt sure what happened, but I know exactly what happened.<br /><br />These happened.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi59G0iFOEoTNtDqcRxGmlUzaS6Dhr77FdmtD92BDKTzVox5ecvAahYX8up7NZ40NhL_ZQsNnQYYC0ttDTvK81UZQrc19RVl3UjAhq3OGnJvoQESBqESjpT9L5IlV7BrJiXKqD5mCzRcl4/s1600-h/IMG00064.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi59G0iFOEoTNtDqcRxGmlUzaS6Dhr77FdmtD92BDKTzVox5ecvAahYX8up7NZ40NhL_ZQsNnQYYC0ttDTvK81UZQrc19RVl3UjAhq3OGnJvoQESBqESjpT9L5IlV7BrJiXKqD5mCzRcl4/s400/IMG00064.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363705106874524770" /></a><br />Yes, my lovelies, those are our wedding invites, all assembled, addressed and almost ready to go in the mail. And you know what that means - its almost time for another tell-all post about how I pulled them off. Like last time, you'll have to wait until they are hand-delivered (on August 1st) and mailed. Once I get word that they've made it to the West Coast, you and I have a hot date with the invites. I better start saving up some energy, cause I got a lot of 'splainin to do. <br /><br />This week (so far) and last week have been full of hunting down addresses, printing labels, using my glue runner and dots, checking and double checking lists, and shouting curse words at the guestlist that finally stopped growing (at 188 guests). My last assembly tasks are to seal them and add the postage.<br /><br />Ahh, postage. Postage has been on my list of things that I've been secretly fretting about. I really wanted them to only need 1 stamp. One regular (now) $0.44 stamp. The way to do that is to make sure it weighs less than 1 ounce, is not square, and does not have any raised areas. So light, rectangular, and flat. I did that. But I couldn't really relax about it until I took it not one, but two places to be weighed. <br /><br />They came in at .8 ounce. <br /><br />So now I can transfer the fret to something else. Maybe the rehearsal and the rehearsal mixer dinner. But that's a story for another day. <br /><br />Today I am basking in the glow of a mission accomplished. I'm pretty sure I love our invite suite - in all of its one-stamp-needing glory - way more than you're supposed to love paper. They are simply fab, classic without being fussy, and deliciously kiwi and teal. <br /><br />::swoon::<br /><br />♥Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4306362567869332873.post-48856043991923466482009-07-28T10:03:00.002-04:002009-07-28T22:49:15.412-04:00Being Prepared<i><small>Note: I rarely post "secret" things on this blog. MamaP reads it, the PHI occasionally reads it, and several of my bridesmaids are regular readers. Needless to say, if I want to keep it a secret, the blog is so not the place to put it. This is one of those things that should be a secret, so 'maids, you might want to skip this post, k? Cause I'm going to tell everyone else about a project that's going in your gift bags! </small></i><br /><br />As many of you know, I'm a lifetime member of Girl Scouts. Its the only thing I've done longer than be in school - which is really saying something. There are several things that I have naturally incorporated in my life that I've gotten from Girl Scouting, but the one that rears its head most often is our motto: <span style="font-weight:bold;">be prepared</span>. All of the tedious planning I've done up until this point has been motivated by that simple statement. And last night, I made something that will hook my 'maids up in the event some unforeseen issue comes up. <br /><br />Meet the Bridesmaid Survival Kit.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQeZbV2l69sy_Kts35OWboIqC5DkamZzVephcntVXRzKs2Q_eDDtCidSPc9UaD9l8ycE5x2Fzms4ncmN090z6rsdNRAd-hgErna0isk5iFr3jLFzU-JuCXCdqb7cFJnc5ix9TE_qtC6vA/s1600-h/IMG00063.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQeZbV2l69sy_Kts35OWboIqC5DkamZzVephcntVXRzKs2Q_eDDtCidSPc9UaD9l8ycE5x2Fzms4ncmN090z6rsdNRAd-hgErna0isk5iFr3jLFzU-JuCXCdqb7cFJnc5ix9TE_qtC6vA/s400/IMG00063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363684729333336354" /></a><br />Inside, each 'maid will find tissue, band aids, a pack of Tylenol, a Shout wipe, a tube of chap stick, an emery board, a few bobby pins, and a few peppermints (my fave; pun intended). <br /><br />Everything was purchased either on that travel aisle at Target or in the beauty section at Walmart, and I maybe spent about $10 total (yup, for all 6). I threw together some labels in PowerPoint that were thankfully as cute on paper as they were in my head. Not bad for $10 and about 30 minutes of my time, huh?<br /><br />And can we just talk about how cute they are? I think this might be the cutest thing I've made for the wedding. Okay, maybe thats a stretch. They might be the cutest thing I've made this month for the wedding :)<br /><br />Some of you may be wondering what kind of party I'm planning that would require a "survival" kit. Completely valid (and hilarious) question. No, I'm not planning to host a mosh pit in place of the bouquet toss. But, I do think that when you have so many ladies in close proximity, all dressed up, during (what I hope will be) a very exciting weekend, things are bound to happen. <br /><br />So now, when they do, at least my 'maids will be prepared.<br /><br />♥Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4306362567869332873.post-54105975792777016172009-07-21T10:03:00.000-04:002009-07-21T22:06:28.342-04:00Tickled PinkLook what arrived in the mail today:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2AX3Ms517PnG1R2DpveXDUxaj2E517AFEQR-zKvaAeQZbZ1Sdq2sz6dLNYzTSGbJdvLcryWsLy2IJWr7uEvReMHV-hKg7o1r3Ca1fV5zO0FSsTy_2Em3_XzYyhdLQ0rT6MXgcDudsZ_8/s1600-h/IMG00044.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2AX3Ms517PnG1R2DpveXDUxaj2E517AFEQR-zKvaAeQZbZ1Sdq2sz6dLNYzTSGbJdvLcryWsLy2IJWr7uEvReMHV-hKg7o1r3Ca1fV5zO0FSsTy_2Em3_XzYyhdLQ0rT6MXgcDudsZ_8/s400/IMG00044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361095925679155282" /></a><br />My brooches!<br /><br />I ended up ordering them in the japonica pink felt with the off white netting. Absolutely looove them. <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=7493034&ga_search_query=aalicia&ga_search_type=seller_usernames">Anna Alicia</a> really outdid herself. Can't wait to wear them to my shower in...11 days!<br /><br />♥Pattihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992443553103987205noreply@blogger.com2