aaaaaaand we’re back

May 16, 2010

Self portrait overlooking Tuscan hills from San doesn't get any better than that.

I know, I know…I’ve been MIA for two weeks. And I’m probably going to be MIA for a little bit more because I just want to relax and bask in married bliss. It feels WONDERFUL–I really don’t think our wedding could have been more perfect, and it just keeps getting better.

But of course, the to-do list isn’t over–we’re still working on thank you notes, changing my name at all the important places, and redoing our kitchen thanks to all the great gifts we received from our amazing friends and family. So although I plan on giving you a full update on our wedding and honeymoon (which was simply sublime), it might take me a little while.



The good with the bad

March 20, 2010

It’s been a week, and I still haven’t recovered from our trip to Connecticut last weekend. We were supposed to be there by midnight on Friday night, but–due to a crazy nor’easter–we landed 13 hours later in a different airport. We rebooked flights four times and were STILL late for the bridal shower Jon’s mom and aunt were throwing for me. The guests had been there for an hour and a half by the time we arrived, so to keep everyone from waiting too long, I immediately sat down in front of a room full of women I’d never met and opened more gifts than I could count, and then everyone left before the trees took another power line down. Oh, but not before I posed for pictures wearing the ribbon hat (apparently a shower tradition). There are photos of that somewhere, but I have no plans for gracing my blog with any of them. ;) We turned around and left early the next morning.

Jon’s mom and Aunt Mary really know how to host a party! It doesn’t get any better than a personal chef, free-flowing champagne, and great company. But as fun as it was, I’m glad to be home. I’m all for parties and visiting, but after the weather and those plane rides, I just want to put on sweats and fall asleep.

Poor Jon had to wake up early and do it all again yesterday morning, but this time he was headed to West Palm Beach. His dad planned a “bachelor weekend,”  so the two of them, some of Jon’s groomsmen, and some other family and friends headed down to Florida to golf and catch the Mets at spring training.

I have to be honest–the whole bachelor weekend idea really bothers me. I know there’s no reason for me to feel that way, and that I’m being a little irrational. And I’m not sure why. Maybe it bothers me that guys seem to think they need to get together and celebrate being single for a weekend. Or maybe it’s because I think it’s a little unfair. I won’t get a bachelorette weekend–my bridesmaids are still students, have or are having kids, or work at nonprofits, and they can’t afford to travel any more than they already are for the wedding. Or maybe it’s because I would have liked to get away to Florida for the weekend too. Yes, I know there aren’t supposed to be girls at a bachelor party (although apparently one is going), but it would have been nice to be invited. I could definitely use a weekend on the beach.

But I think the real reason I’m still upset now is that Jon knew that I didn’t like him going, and he went along with it anyway. Is marriage going to be like that?

So this must be the other side of engagement and wedding planning–the one that you don’t read about in bridal magazines and wedding blogs. I usually try to keep  my blog light and fun, because who wants to read someone whine and rant about the tough stuff? But wedding planning isn’t one great blend of colors and flowers, gifts, and food tastings. Behind the fun video chats with bridesmaids and the excitement of our friends and family, I’ve been confused, disappointed, and frustrated many times throughout this journey. It’s a LOT of work, and much of that work isn’t fun.

In the end, I know I’ll take the advice from Dr. Bleedingheart and get over it. And all that work, those disappointments, and the frustrations will pay off on April 30. It will, right?

Sorry for being MIA, friends! I was lucky enough to visit my kindred spirit/best friend/maid of honor in Minnesota this weekend! I took off on Thursday of last week, and although we just jumped from bridal salon to bridal salon, searched through a ton of wedding magazines, and watched A LOT of Say Yes to the Dress, it was amazing! I really wish Ms. Keylime could live here so we could do that ALL the time. Bummer…

So now I am back in NC–and things are so hectic! Things at work fell apart while I was gone,  so I have to piece that back together. And we met with Father Jude, Jon’s only hope of having a Catholic ceremony. He’s completely okay with me being a heathen (in fact, it works out in our favor that I’m not baptized, especially for an outdoor ceremony). Now we have to go to Catholic workshops and premarital counseling–IF the diocese will approve the marriage. I will let you know how that goes. Sheesh!

That’s all the wedding news for me just now, but I did buy these amazing shoes while I was in MN:


Aren’t they fantastic? Vintage and modern all in one! They just might make an appearance in our engagement photo session this weekend.

Ciao for now.

Jon and I spent the weekend in a Alpine village tucked far, far away in majestic Bavaria:


Well, actually, we were in Helen, Ga…which is a tourist trap mountain town built to look like a Bavarian village. (WHO had THAT idea?!) The entire time I kept expecting this to happen:

Instead, we were entertained by the parade of mullets, jorts, and fat men in “welcome to the gun show” t-shirts. Then I bought a pound and a half of fudge and Hansel and Gretel’s Candy Shop. What a great weekend! Only redneck tattoos and rice necklaces could have made it better.