tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34871282462722245492024-03-05T21:07:42.155-05:00Bewildered Bridekdbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00802141028506244218noreply@blogger.comBlogger77125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3487128246272224549.post-13092680712094137712012-11-23T15:44:00.003-05:002012-11-23T15:44:58.277-05:00Stationery card<div class="sflyProductPreviewWidget" style="width:425px; height:494px;"><div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetTop" style="height:6px; background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/top.gif);"></div><div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetCenter" style="height:482px; padding: 0 6px 0 6px; background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/bg.gif); background-repeat:repeat-y;"><div class="sflyProductPreviewLogo" style="width: 105px; height: 34px; padding: 14px 0 0 14px;"><img src="http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/logo.gif" style="padding: 0; background: #ffffff; border: none; box-shadow: none;"></div><div class="sflyProductPreviewContainer" style="height:350px; 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font-size: 15px; color: #333333; font-weight: bold;"><span>Love My Family Christmas Card</span></div><div class="sflyProductPreviewSEOText" style="font-family: arial, sans-seris; font-size: 13px; color: #333333;"><span>Click <a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery/christmas-cards" style="color: #6666cc;">here</a> to browse our Christmas photo card designs.</span></div><div class="sflyProductPreviewViewCollection" style="font-family: arial, sans-seris; font-size: 13px; color: #333333;"><span>View the entire <a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery" style="color: #6666cc;">collection</a> of cards.</span></div><img width="1" height="1" border="0" style="padding: 0; background: #ffffff; border: none; box-shadow: none;" src="https://os.shutterfly.com/b/ss/sflyshareprod/1/H.15/111?pageName=sharekey&c1=msc&c2=blogger" /></div></div><div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetBottom" style="height:6px; background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/bottom.gif);"></div></div>kdbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00802141028506244218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3487128246272224549.post-7264300088916962652008-03-22T12:24:00.002-04:002008-12-11T14:41:20.162-05:00More Wedding Photos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5IdBM9K0aEGc4tnZfpweokNjDCR-B2fo8ibcjMgP5fgHmx8ocHrdP-mE2fNjnrX9K7GljlNNLmYF0eXRZ2lZejXQl3wa6D2rdSYYrtDaQHYiYwqnRSTQaPbpT9znKAAJHbEXUIckdvJIY/s1600-h/Picture+162.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5IdBM9K0aEGc4tnZfpweokNjDCR-B2fo8ibcjMgP5fgHmx8ocHrdP-mE2fNjnrX9K7GljlNNLmYF0eXRZ2lZejXQl3wa6D2rdSYYrtDaQHYiYwqnRSTQaPbpT9znKAAJHbEXUIckdvJIY/s320/Picture+162.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180603598636060642" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAbQJPuIC7qwxFQceGs7RUKJIZDVU49hWJjsQE425pjJHUQveKkXIqYOTuKjx_5kDNPFoylQSLD5VWnJ8_seacOhPFUP8JU210sf3RHF4RjJ01EeRG96Zb-xso0C7f4MdW69S-LpRn5VjL/s1600-h/Picture+221.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAbQJPuIC7qwxFQceGs7RUKJIZDVU49hWJjsQE425pjJHUQveKkXIqYOTuKjx_5kDNPFoylQSLD5VWnJ8_seacOhPFUP8JU210sf3RHF4RjJ01EeRG96Zb-xso0C7f4MdW69S-LpRn5VjL/s320/Picture+221.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180603615815929842" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEPvRZj95Wd1XzSVI7PXr9RuLvCxtHIRahOUiu8XGHibBfQ6JDaPHaqJ6tRzmNgDmwnG94y5MFweLKCDoLw0NZx4pp6ZcuG7gBFDfS9trMnKs99T8vy-LxB8XigiaD6jXXuE5M58abFwON/s1600-h/Picture+338.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEPvRZj95Wd1XzSVI7PXr9RuLvCxtHIRahOUiu8XGHibBfQ6JDaPHaqJ6tRzmNgDmwnG94y5MFweLKCDoLw0NZx4pp6ZcuG7gBFDfS9trMnKs99T8vy-LxB8XigiaD6jXXuE5M58abFwON/s320/Picture+338.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180603620110897154" /></a>kdbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00802141028506244218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3487128246272224549.post-58805701689800663232008-01-31T21:30:00.000-05:002008-12-11T14:41:20.886-05:00Love In The SandJesse really wanted a honeymoon on the beach, so after 5 days in the jungle Jesse arranged for 5 days on the beach to meet both of our dreams. We booked the whole honeymoon with the same travel agent and I want to say that as wonderful as the Tabacon Resort was, the Playa Conchal, where we spent the second half of our trip, was terrible. The resort was old and rundown, the pool area and restaurants were in need of updating and cleaning, and the service was mediocre. All of this, I could've ignored but what really bothered me were the stray cats that were <span style="font-style:italic;">everywhere</span>. Dirty cats with oozing sores, cats with litters of skinny kittens, smelly cats begging for food. As an animal lover, I found it hard to ignore the cats and could not enjoy the resort grounds. <br /><br />That being said, once we realized how much we did not enjoy the resort, we chose to spend most of our time just outside the doors of the resort, at the lovely beach. Playa Conchal's website features photo-shopped pictures of their resort, but the pictures of the beach are dead on. All beaches in Costa Rica are public beaches and we were surprised that most of the time we were the only ones on the beach.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-vu3GKOgehUqjGRp1Hr_N4tHT7Mif1yvQB3wwNjjwrIy-m7jzcg9MNz8cri7sVxndTjgNKRA9pwozadFzATuAstE2TNkllnc4nyyLVQ7gX5sEmaeSeKqtXQas-Mv51EQ-fywI5J_FsdPA/s1600-h/IMG_1696.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-vu3GKOgehUqjGRp1Hr_N4tHT7Mif1yvQB3wwNjjwrIy-m7jzcg9MNz8cri7sVxndTjgNKRA9pwozadFzATuAstE2TNkllnc4nyyLVQ7gX5sEmaeSeKqtXQas-Mv51EQ-fywI5J_FsdPA/s320/IMG_1696.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161834312311534322" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0MxmvwiFmYaQzegF7jEvCJ7T72tIGfFs3Fp-_CwvQOoeTAgTpycgBNGK-q10hHxYImFsPepGq6AZt7t7RnudTY834-SwwF7x9W-soP_gxbxZHFpeVNJSRTK0xGVYOeG0Q7oOJSYNbk1-W/s1600-h/IMG_1705.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0MxmvwiFmYaQzegF7jEvCJ7T72tIGfFs3Fp-_CwvQOoeTAgTpycgBNGK-q10hHxYImFsPepGq6AZt7t7RnudTY834-SwwF7x9W-soP_gxbxZHFpeVNJSRTK0xGVYOeG0Q7oOJSYNbk1-W/s320/IMG_1705.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161834325196436226" /></a><br />Of course I wanted one of these popular shots.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-lXWGTYKsw_X9-zyJRh4ilxzezageormJNmt5FW44RIzy93DtI8fnKDN7sz0UCm8BZhX5qBxQj66qQc0LLnjyZ4zegiHC_rshoADtw4szhUjvm7fw1HAVYDU7trCy71jG3XlOlH9fi28-/s1600-h/IMG_1778.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-lXWGTYKsw_X9-zyJRh4ilxzezageormJNmt5FW44RIzy93DtI8fnKDN7sz0UCm8BZhX5qBxQj66qQc0LLnjyZ4zegiHC_rshoADtw4szhUjvm7fw1HAVYDU7trCy71jG3XlOlH9fi28-/s320/IMG_1778.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161834338081338130" /></a><br />And, of course we got sunburned despite loads of sun block.kdbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00802141028506244218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3487128246272224549.post-10352094211310892382008-01-17T18:40:00.000-05:002008-12-11T14:41:21.388-05:00Jungle Love Part II<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt9J-gACD12sU1wxBlhPG6AaDNT8__H6-pjC5DIQbhUqja8VpeuWjKAUfBny9qFFbErQ5kEu13A5Y2DZ0yjRrXvAFqDvXQHvfqY02Kzj2UvO6SGieFG-AYD72wh5AimWZYPWkdAtluF6w-/s1600-h/IMG_1569.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt9J-gACD12sU1wxBlhPG6AaDNT8__H6-pjC5DIQbhUqja8VpeuWjKAUfBny9qFFbErQ5kEu13A5Y2DZ0yjRrXvAFqDvXQHvfqY02Kzj2UvO6SGieFG-AYD72wh5AimWZYPWkdAtluF6w-/s320/IMG_1569.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156595223227235970" /></a><br />The Tabacon offers a grand spa with natural hot springs stemming from the nearby Arenal volcano and rain water. Sitting under the falls and letting the hot water run off your neck and shoulders was heavenly. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9oa_fnoEt_Em5CFJArK5sZttnc5ZP1tltf8TX4qu-jt-tQ1xRDqmIjGEaLrWj2yC70og2VAcUrVZC8mkqYg_saP45yQ0k5buvHvPiomeKklkPwaISJElSS4B_O_moAiqnlykJAlEaip1l/s1600-h/IMG_1570.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9oa_fnoEt_Em5CFJArK5sZttnc5ZP1tltf8TX4qu-jt-tQ1xRDqmIjGEaLrWj2yC70og2VAcUrVZC8mkqYg_saP45yQ0k5buvHvPiomeKklkPwaISJElSS4B_O_moAiqnlykJAlEaip1l/s320/IMG_1570.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156595236112137874" /></a><br />Because we were in Costa Rica during the "off" season, the hotel, the restaurants, and the spas were nearly empty. We were able to enjoy the spas without being crowded or pestered. Also, we had first rate choices for massage times and restaurant reservations. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoBWb-8GGLQqKDp3vZb2Z5b9TOPvu6t2JvcEuE9DipQQKyj9NT1EmpN_JCu8tZCA54IuxwCRwZNVwk5xML-fDeL5aCtZvzVuYHmhQqXkT9sH38wluplETSglDAfgfIovh50K0EM4RA0Q7T/s1600-h/IMG_1568.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoBWb-8GGLQqKDp3vZb2Z5b9TOPvu6t2JvcEuE9DipQQKyj9NT1EmpN_JCu8tZCA54IuxwCRwZNVwk5xML-fDeL5aCtZvzVuYHmhQqXkT9sH38wluplETSglDAfgfIovh50K0EM4RA0Q7T/s320/IMG_1568.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156595248997039778" /></a><br />The weather was beautiful, the people were wonderful, and we truly enjoyed a nice balance of activity and leisure time.kdbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00802141028506244218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3487128246272224549.post-48648804802969858932008-01-11T10:51:00.000-05:002008-12-11T14:41:21.962-05:00Honeymoon Love In The JungleDuring the wedding planning, Jesse and I had some different ideas about what a honeymoon should be. He really wanted to spend time lying on the beach, I wanted a more adventurous time. Of course, there were some tense moments for us during the planning and so to ease our disagreements, we agreed that Jesse would plan a honeymoon we would both enjoy and I would not ask him about it at all. When I found out Jesse had planned a honeymoon in Costa Rica, I knew he had hit the nail on the head!<br /><br />Part I: My Honeymoon <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjThFkn78aGw6y5gBlL_nf645tIAUEjL6p15Wnspayu3sV90M3hBUoWz6msfwqTBQ5W76NVAFThu4eadp2-b-iEJuq5cwRx3SML_c5QO3KTUpC9AcliAMuBC_WC54v1uOgQizEFghk1TCFr/s1600-h/IMG_1557.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjThFkn78aGw6y5gBlL_nf645tIAUEjL6p15Wnspayu3sV90M3hBUoWz6msfwqTBQ5W76NVAFThu4eadp2-b-iEJuq5cwRx3SML_c5QO3KTUpC9AcliAMuBC_WC54v1uOgQizEFghk1TCFr/s320/IMG_1557.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154248126679187026" /></a> <br />The view from our room at The Tabacon Resort: Arenal Volcano<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYuDE7IShYHVhARzaWHUXoBRJDxUlSx973VADHAIn7HTGHKv91Yvb1JKi-my1S8ikguKPHBo08u4vXXtvKI28tyd9wTnRQ2e7rNwwGeLPtJrBEFpc8W-7-TRO_AcTMa4dnxcj03N2oWvz/s1600-h/IMG_1566.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYuDE7IShYHVhARzaWHUXoBRJDxUlSx973VADHAIn7HTGHKv91Yvb1JKi-my1S8ikguKPHBo08u4vXXtvKI28tyd9wTnRQ2e7rNwwGeLPtJrBEFpc8W-7-TRO_AcTMa4dnxcj03N2oWvz/s320/IMG_1566.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154248135269121634" /></a><br />We did not get a honeymoon suite and we did not regret it, we felt our room was beautiful, clean, and comfortable, and had everything we needed. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqzW20zI9taGYb_T65dHb2yWgFJvyXlX3KXup8Jyz9tyD17zUl34jcY9M7TBJrB36ZKKCxcOnDKas02oOfg1U8_8s8_2gxY8NYLyP0mxZYp79asp8cx05AxRNTgV1drYF_xYgGPdCN1FiC/s1600-h/IMG_1562.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqzW20zI9taGYb_T65dHb2yWgFJvyXlX3KXup8Jyz9tyD17zUl34jcY9M7TBJrB36ZKKCxcOnDKas02oOfg1U8_8s8_2gxY8NYLyP0mxZYp79asp8cx05AxRNTgV1drYF_xYgGPdCN1FiC/s320/IMG_1562.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154248143859056242" /></a><br />Same view as above, once the mist had cleared.kdbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00802141028506244218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3487128246272224549.post-43163620449946471382007-12-28T09:28:00.001-05:002008-12-11T14:41:23.031-05:00The Get Away<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0hz7Tsi8ZqgpruWsOacmcjTS8TJkCrqoIafaykKBzeez9UEn78HHAdhw9XREzcowdwj6g5oT5rUgyaE03WI5C3dX70eD6JPzcvxx4WuFAvQFHIU1cyMBAKrsXLYJmveOZs80uHOgnGX94/s1600-h/IMG_1541_1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0hz7Tsi8ZqgpruWsOacmcjTS8TJkCrqoIafaykKBzeez9UEn78HHAdhw9XREzcowdwj6g5oT5rUgyaE03WI5C3dX70eD6JPzcvxx4WuFAvQFHIU1cyMBAKrsXLYJmveOZs80uHOgnGX94/s320/IMG_1541_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149031794408914434" /></a><br />The day after the wedding was a whirlwind of activity, which I don't have any pictures of. There was a brunch, cleaning, packing, and gift opening. That afternoon Jesse and I headed to Bar Harbor for the night. I still didn't know where we were heading for our honeymoon, but Jesse told me we weren't leaving until Tuesday morning and so a night in Bar Harbor was in order. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBCC-aCNFasLMlp_sv8DV8yyfSyn0qKyQNay55W-MLWMQPEqhNNhTjyQS1uDdk1ouRzKV8vbL5S3MDp4PB0ntE9V0h49QUvUAcVh6PcKGmzLEBtvHvKL0CKxaHiwgF50lPUrJzwMC9qE8a/s1600-h/IMG_1546.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBCC-aCNFasLMlp_sv8DV8yyfSyn0qKyQNay55W-MLWMQPEqhNNhTjyQS1uDdk1ouRzKV8vbL5S3MDp4PB0ntE9V0h49QUvUAcVh6PcKGmzLEBtvHvKL0CKxaHiwgF50lPUrJzwMC9qE8a/s320/IMG_1546.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149031798703881746" /></a><br />The number one thing Jesse wanted to do in Bar Harbor was eat lobster. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjepAlbbHPDMmHIC_VwS1GBucWQ4yU3co7g_-4yjTsLAIyDMNNViGHoxKx_C4aDHnEnXhhmyRKCB_8tadC9txmmsDdJUx6Z4UKk4dcsW5j-MPq2ExXo2LJSuQ91hwndiVESz2hgNKiIlaKo/s1600-h/IMG_1547.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjepAlbbHPDMmHIC_VwS1GBucWQ4yU3co7g_-4yjTsLAIyDMNNViGHoxKx_C4aDHnEnXhhmyRKCB_8tadC9txmmsDdJUx6Z4UKk4dcsW5j-MPq2ExXo2LJSuQ91hwndiVESz2hgNKiIlaKo/s320/IMG_1547.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149031802998849058" /></a><br />My new husband had his bib on as soon as the lobster was ordered.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvbwse0OMXOKE4Vf33KFjw8FWGcOoVJXLtQFoZj22OStY7ITf0iKqGtg91_IquY8qq9QtWbF5pTIYNcGFkXoj8YdeUVpxy8_A7HOBbgxqK5DH7mbHmrWxjcEhs-Xib9oCq7KLzylFh-tyE/s1600-h/IMG_1551.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvbwse0OMXOKE4Vf33KFjw8FWGcOoVJXLtQFoZj22OStY7ITf0iKqGtg91_IquY8qq9QtWbF5pTIYNcGFkXoj8YdeUVpxy8_A7HOBbgxqK5DH7mbHmrWxjcEhs-Xib9oCq7KLzylFh-tyE/s320/IMG_1551.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149036033541635634" /></a><br />It was a messy, messy job to bring that lobster down.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbl0IHOPrVjZNeOPScVkMSvCQuWhkD0B0PVOQ0NFbJZAWPOA3bs9LyGYq17y3_XD1KU63xtD3bN8hJWSw7Bir0D0sQNhYZjg9nJcMNvXlkWiZUz5taA35eODrnwgV8JhuBSSaqPIOfhiSc/s1600-h/IMG_1552.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbl0IHOPrVjZNeOPScVkMSvCQuWhkD0B0PVOQ0NFbJZAWPOA3bs9LyGYq17y3_XD1KU63xtD3bN8hJWSw7Bir0D0sQNhYZjg9nJcMNvXlkWiZUz5taA35eODrnwgV8JhuBSSaqPIOfhiSc/s320/IMG_1552.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149036037836602946" /></a><br />I'm not a fan of lobster, so I stuck with maine shrimp cocktail.<br /><br> On Monday afternoon, we took the long route home and enjoyed some antique barns on the way home. It was a nice day to enjoy the new foliage and our new situation as husband and wife. And, on the way home Jesse let me in on a secret... we were heading to Costa Rica!kdbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00802141028506244218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3487128246272224549.post-78695933254392555972007-12-13T15:22:00.000-05:002008-12-11T14:41:23.615-05:00Evening Entertainment<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuZhQRktrgncxq24457MEf_3-UCbEjOD9aBBVwS8TIlkDAtr7LitGRQsfNLidg1oLJWeyOK2UXU4kEiK0ZjeqeGjnNg4ZyHWvvbgdl8bNztL8DY8crUOKgdt112GJ8xfLHc9tddMIFbX8I/s1600-h/Picture+309.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuZhQRktrgncxq24457MEf_3-UCbEjOD9aBBVwS8TIlkDAtr7LitGRQsfNLidg1oLJWeyOK2UXU4kEiK0ZjeqeGjnNg4ZyHWvvbgdl8bNztL8DY8crUOKgdt112GJ8xfLHc9tddMIFbX8I/s320/Picture+309.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143556018293464818" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOOD0KHOhpRrG8oCP2OQqdfEwukzpJo3yU6Ak3HXVWa0o9zUG7tykLBvGnvDEzZACBvgk96vgB2qzcxUtuzShzQjH8P3D6vhTQqjsUQkSMky4UaHjMN9d1UjtHFLI_YjjwvxsDrlgHWxso/s1600-h/Picture+315.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOOD0KHOhpRrG8oCP2OQqdfEwukzpJo3yU6Ak3HXVWa0o9zUG7tykLBvGnvDEzZACBvgk96vgB2qzcxUtuzShzQjH8P3D6vhTQqjsUQkSMky4UaHjMN9d1UjtHFLI_YjjwvxsDrlgHWxso/s320/Picture+315.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143556022588432130" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0m4OSsrvUPDoYXhE81iVlpIYVFfAfwozeQXWm9SW71m0uM5zwcA5_muN8QA7iv4nLs_rbzXCFqFQvxjNgWYvonTWGFpcpfpknbdotysuV455xbzduSaQcasDQlQlGO0uW6i1ha99aFQJ0/s1600-h/Picture+314.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0m4OSsrvUPDoYXhE81iVlpIYVFfAfwozeQXWm9SW71m0uM5zwcA5_muN8QA7iv4nLs_rbzXCFqFQvxjNgWYvonTWGFpcpfpknbdotysuV455xbzduSaQcasDQlQlGO0uW6i1ha99aFQJ0/s320/Picture+314.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143556026883399442" /></a>kdbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00802141028506244218noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3487128246272224549.post-88262206689087804522007-12-03T12:37:00.000-05:002008-12-11T14:41:23.905-05:00Night Lights<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpmsBF5qlD6m6HwMfEjU_H6A4dcJYMNnPjd72xq4bWaam5BFuQ2TQGBUwW1Dvo_7c-pKP4s23mG3eqcLewwTyVsW5_pAXkkSDKN19CuZMmhyJgAvByIzF9yNW42kBg4aN-LUtyqR6tllh8/s1600-r/Picture+317.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid8ccnEr3scpV-XD0omqfTUBHpT_yTkR79Bppnvl08g_8DuyGZ-XoVPNkOGHgeKG2Azl_GSyNewCD5MyYi-iqvdLbMR8r0qzYllwiFezmZAzhwqFNo9OnBsJd7qO3mAWTVfuDT2gLiJ-Oa/s320/Picture+317.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139802282804751826" /></a><br /><br />These lanterns were a dream of my mum's and almost didn't happen. I was running low on time and I hadn't done a trial but they were the one decorative piece my mum loved and really wanted to see at the wedding. I had initially bought the red bags for the favors but when the labels arrived I didn't like the look of the red with the gold and so I decided to pick up the regular lunch sacks for the favors which I ended up loving. <br />The lanterns in Martha Stewart where made of white bags and I think she had stenciled them which I didn't have time to do, but I headed to Maine with the red bags and ribbon I had picked up at Building 19 and thought that I'd give it a try and that if it didn't work out I wouldn't be out too much money or time. My parents had the christmas lights in their attic and I think it all came together really well. The one regret I have about the lanterns is that I did them on Friday afternoon at the site because I was worried about how well they would hold up to travel. My brother and I worked for about two hours but we ran out of time and we were only able to get three strings done even thought I had enough supplies to do six. Oh well. What we did get up looked great and I got a lot of complements on them.kdbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00802141028506244218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3487128246272224549.post-84938694295541760762007-11-16T13:36:00.000-05:002008-12-11T14:41:24.215-05:00The other flowers<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6ub0EXBqwGQp6BsqKIDWeuhsG4M4MGwa7kFoQYDPbJJOlY5OknKB5rWdHZX396jy_dK3kZ60aLYGuffhkZruH6zA5g3mWBGJS_bHDIgfZTORATZrbhqVeTPwZYEXF1k2qBtGGdXN5kjzM/s1600-h/100_0530.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6ub0EXBqwGQp6BsqKIDWeuhsG4M4MGwa7kFoQYDPbJJOlY5OknKB5rWdHZX396jy_dK3kZ60aLYGuffhkZruH6zA5g3mWBGJS_bHDIgfZTORATZrbhqVeTPwZYEXF1k2qBtGGdXN5kjzM/s320/100_0530.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133509879380266034" /></a><br /><em>Funchion Love.</em> <br /><br />I wish I had a better picture to show off our other flowers because they really were beautiful. We really didn't have any plan for the ceremony site and our only two requirements where that it had to be something simple and free. I had picked up the tins you see hanging on the trees last march at the Christmas tree shop for 89 cents a piece. At the time, I thought I would use them to mark the aisle so I bought a dozen and added them to the ever growing wedding pile which blocked the back door of our place for 6 months. As the date grew near, and I realized I would have to fill them with something I was thinking about ditching the idea, that's when I stated to brainstorm what I could fill them with that would be free. The Tuesday before the wedding my mother called everyone in town with hydrangea trees and everyone said "sure, come get some" and so that afternoon we spent a few hours cutting flowers and bunching them up to dry. I had seen a magazine spread with flowers hanging on tree trunks, and so that's how they ended up there. I love the look of them but my only regret is that Saturday morning we couldn't find the twine I had bought that more closely matched the tree trunk and so we had to make due and as a result the twine is a real distraction from the buckets. Oh well. <br /><br />The aisle flowers were a gift from my grandfather, who shares my love for mums. Wednesday we picked these up at Everlasting Garden Greenhouse in Brewer. Not only was the price the best of all the places we had checked, but they had the best selection of colors and the best looking blooms. We ended up buying 6 small pots and 2 large pots and covering the plastic pots with burlap coffee bags I had bought last winter at building 19 for &1 each. (at the time I thought they would make good seats for around the fire). I loved the mums and I was able to give one to each of my friends after the weekend as an extra thank you for all their help.<br /><br />In retrospect, I could have filled those buckets with more foliage much like the ones I used under the tent, and lined the aisle with those. I would've saved the cost of the mums and brought a more cohesive feel to the two events since I didn't use the hydrangeas anywhere else but all in all, I liked the look of the hydrangeas, I didn't lose any money on the mums, and the friends loved the gift so win-win, right??kdbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00802141028506244218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3487128246272224549.post-39988997100096616512007-11-03T11:51:00.001-04:002008-12-11T14:41:24.606-05:00Red Velvet<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicTJkIp9VamEPkh5HMPN8eNaayMSKbuzYN0vdriI1khTmHxzla5gRU6axvJR0FwN0DueeKn5iTOR5yK-MAB8v6Y1B99OCW4289O0FHzWHxuamLmJBL9LBHx1ZberZaJZf8WP6v8J2nRCdp/s1600-h/Picture+198.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicTJkIp9VamEPkh5HMPN8eNaayMSKbuzYN0vdriI1khTmHxzla5gRU6axvJR0FwN0DueeKn5iTOR5yK-MAB8v6Y1B99OCW4289O0FHzWHxuamLmJBL9LBHx1ZberZaJZf8WP6v8J2nRCdp/s320/Picture+198.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128642794300449666" /></a><br />One of the drawbacks of having a wedding in a rural location is that there are no fancy cake bakers to choose from. Cake was something that was important to Jesse and so we set out to explore our possibilities early in the game. A lot of brides in northern maine choose to buy their cake from a grocery store or from a wholesale grocer like Sam's Club. Another option is to hire a cake baker from the nearest city, Bangor. We thought briefly about these two options but we really wanted a tall layered cake which was not available from the grocery store, and it was hard to arrange transport to Bangor and back for the cake (it's 70 miles from the wedding site). We started asking around and found out there was a lady in nearby Patten who made cakes, one phone call to her and we had photo album with at least 100 photos of her work. The upside of having a wedding in rural Maine was that our cake was made exactly to our specifications and cost only $140. Only the bottom two layers were real cake, the top three were styrofoam. We bought the ribbon and the topper, delivered it to here, and we loved the results.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgoFd17qhC2TXD_tV96hE_nEaCZDx2lzfnEwMb2Q82aNYBiJ1mbSQckq57ZoJU0GUas6OVfsaxrjqTOcBJIn2N26r3khR777Rf5oyKr4MDMK4klgc7_QMb7SfMFhpKG7R7qnT7C7BHaFwE/s1600-h/Picture+200.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgoFd17qhC2TXD_tV96hE_nEaCZDx2lzfnEwMb2Q82aNYBiJ1mbSQckq57ZoJU0GUas6OVfsaxrjqTOcBJIn2N26r3khR777Rf5oyKr4MDMK4klgc7_QMb7SfMFhpKG7R7qnT7C7BHaFwE/s320/Picture+200.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128642802890384274" /></a><br />Although we didn't ask for it, she also made us a little cake for the keeper! It's currently living in the freezer and I think about eating it often.kdbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00802141028506244218noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3487128246272224549.post-51769050422741391292007-11-02T10:58:00.000-04:002008-12-11T14:41:25.068-05:00Dinner Table Decor<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoH4Qtc1cSAJNS72_MMHvbIVSdxXsX7Psm_Elps3ZuEPXBlNWLZucqQa4S_ahItPC13pWeP9fzDlIt6kEc5ln2yJ0twbNb0e4sJ74lT_qvSbsfg6qV1Ut8gO6kNxCfBWJyXXV1jbT1f1iM/s1600-h/IMG_8428.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoH4Qtc1cSAJNS72_MMHvbIVSdxXsX7Psm_Elps3ZuEPXBlNWLZucqQa4S_ahItPC13pWeP9fzDlIt6kEc5ln2yJ0twbNb0e4sJ74lT_qvSbsfg6qV1Ut8gO6kNxCfBWJyXXV1jbT1f1iM/s320/IMG_8428.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128262930212922194" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">LANTERNS</span><br />I was never obsessed with centerpieces, but I knew from the beginning that I didn't want floral centerpieces due to the cost and the social economical effects. So, I cruised the knot and weddingbee for non floral inspiration and then kept my eye out in the local stores. That's how I came across these lanterns from the Christmas Tree shop, I was just browsing one day they really caught my eye and at $5.99 each I felt the need to move quickly and didn't even get a second opinion before I went ahead and bought them. Sure, I had to visit 4 locations to get enough but hey, that's a small price to pay for a bargain like this. I bought the lanterns in April, and I got the idea for the wooden pedestal from the knot's NetterB and set my dad to the task of finding a perfect tree for the job. The tea light holders and votive holders were another Christmas Tree bargin at 30 cents apiece on clearance. I also got the candles there on clearance. Cheap, cheap, cheap! Of course, now I have a boatload of lanterns to try and sell. :) <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUpUGDgqR_F5F2bACwmTwFJrJZ7HRqwQI0mXY4zvN6Kk-TUdBDY9YX-eBHzi-W2uRO_Yjx06PC4-jTQTa07a9PvgKS_kpGyblGs0EesrKpfiAHlF162dnRf3Bf_d7DtxykUOmnGzqyZ9fF/s1600-h/Picture+064.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUpUGDgqR_F5F2bACwmTwFJrJZ7HRqwQI0mXY4zvN6Kk-TUdBDY9YX-eBHzi-W2uRO_Yjx06PC4-jTQTa07a9PvgKS_kpGyblGs0EesrKpfiAHlF162dnRf3Bf_d7DtxykUOmnGzqyZ9fF/s320/Picture+064.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128258643835560754" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">TABLE RUNNERS</span><br />The rental company we used only offered white table linens which we were not crazy about, but we couldn't afford to get linen rentals from another company. I had thought, I could buy material and make runners myself but due to the cost of the material and the fact that I ended up having someone sew them for me, the runners turned out to be the most expensive and disappointing wedding decision I made. When it was all said and done, the runners cost more than $500 and although I loved the colors and patterns and what they added to the tables, they didn't cover as much of the table as I had hoped and were so much more expensive then I had estimated. I'm hoping to sell these and recoup at least some of the money. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAV6esb4eZPPmsMzf8loJlSQQuwVwevUfSjn4fXszBdFJ9572Ipxv_-pWkNsixbZq9q4JkcH_DY40YneBrovvHK1FT7bkiR46YsiOZMqfOecYZ2-rzSE40MDyJ_CSoyZKMSoi9tQ17Ec_O/s1600-h/Picture+197.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAV6esb4eZPPmsMzf8loJlSQQuwVwevUfSjn4fXszBdFJ9572Ipxv_-pWkNsixbZq9q4JkcH_DY40YneBrovvHK1FT7bkiR46YsiOZMqfOecYZ2-rzSE40MDyJ_CSoyZKMSoi9tQ17Ec_O/s320/Picture+197.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128258661015429954" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">SWEETHEART TABLE</span><br />We didn't have a traditional head table for multiple reasons, the most obvious one being that we only had one attendant each. We toyed with the idea of sitting with our parents because we didn't want to be the center of attention (I know how weird that sounds) but a few days before the wedding we decided that having a table for just the two of us would give us an opportunity to be "alone" during an otherwise very busy day. It was a good decision for us. We had the same lantern set us as other tables and then added a few personal things to the table. The sign was a shower gift from my best friends mother and the bird statues are garden pieces I picked up at Marshall's on clearance. The other thing we displayed on the table was a heart shaped log jesse had given me as a gift many years ago. He was cutting down scrub brush one day and noticed one tree had a distinct heart shape so he carved our initials into the tree and brought it home as a gift. It's lived on our bureau ever since and it was a surprise to Jesse to see it sitting there on our table. It was such a great moment for me to see Jesse recognize it on the table.kdbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00802141028506244218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3487128246272224549.post-49382878674155143242007-10-26T09:55:00.000-04:002008-12-11T14:41:25.433-05:00Favor Table<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuv6q-gaAZP1tajmsprW5MU8CftYGB6XVyAwnRydLVD9A3jjv68-I1QdlwxGo29mbrpvh70L7qdiVh2H9uq43V2Zh23eJeqXjanPoY_db0ksz8R5FSskKVEJ69r9GXDUOXX3Al3CzFpx3k/s1600-h/Picture+067.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuv6q-gaAZP1tajmsprW5MU8CftYGB6XVyAwnRydLVD9A3jjv68-I1QdlwxGo29mbrpvh70L7qdiVh2H9uq43V2Zh23eJeqXjanPoY_db0ksz8R5FSskKVEJ69r9GXDUOXX3Al3CzFpx3k/s320/Picture+067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125645117581239058" /></a><br />We started working on our favors months ago, when the berries were fresh. We made 120 jars of jams and decorated them with a gingham topper tied with twine. We packaged the jams in regular brown lunch sacks with a personalized label from my wedding labels (dot) com. (we also got matching labels for the jam). The jams went into the bag with three shortbread cookies, a biodegradable cornstarch knife, and a napkin. My family and I spent a lot of time on the favors, and when it was all said and done, we all agreed that it was worth the time. I got a lot of compliments and I'm so happy with how they came out. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVqrBZsWQvJ4EZiapu-PeJzNRT3ElgXgLoDFOGqxw0Rd5FNEDd9Wj5rvtrCZt8NCt_YgKYTf7EZ0MEPBrcdnk9WgKJ1GzDVUtHZm2BC1qjk1B-9IEn-fQs6g0JoIkMOMhhdlEkEkdjY1LX/s1600-h/Picture+125.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVqrBZsWQvJ4EZiapu-PeJzNRT3ElgXgLoDFOGqxw0Rd5FNEDd9Wj5rvtrCZt8NCt_YgKYTf7EZ0MEPBrcdnk9WgKJ1GzDVUtHZm2BC1qjk1B-9IEn-fQs6g0JoIkMOMhhdlEkEkdjY1LX/s320/Picture+125.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125645121876206370" /></a>kdbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00802141028506244218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3487128246272224549.post-66127023081616418822007-10-20T10:49:00.000-04:002008-12-11T14:41:25.972-05:00BouquetsBeing that I got married in a small town, my options for flowers were limited. I had previously contacted the florist in Millinocket and got a quote of $250 for 2 bouquets and 2 boutonnieres- that was a lot more than I wanted to spend so I decided then, that I would be making my own. I researched mail order flowers but got mixed reviews and wasn't ready to take the chance. <br /> Wednesday before the wedding we took one finally trip to Bangor to finish up shopping and to look at bulk flowers at Sam's Club because my mother had seen nice looking flowers there for a good price a month before. Unfortunately, the flower selection there was very poor that day so we decided we would look at the local grocery store back in millinocket and if that didn't pan out, I would carry some hydrangeas. Back in Millinocket the next day, we heard that a local greenhouse had just started carrying cut flowers and so we went to check that out. JACKPOT! The selections were great and we ended up choosing three types of flowers and two greenery supplements and we walked out of there with some great supplies for less than $30. That, along with the ribbon I had picked up at Joann's brought the total to $45 for two bouquets- not too shabby! Saturday morning there were plenty of things to do and so when my friend Jackie offered to turn the loose flowers into bouquets I didn't think twice about saying yes. I didn't really care how they turned out, or at least I didn't think I did, but when I saw they finished product tears welled up! I can't believe what a great job she did and I really felt touched by the obvious care she took creating them. Shout out to Jackie! You missed your calling Chiquita!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjUV2WZOYyHrkNmVHVz83Zzzhew4Qgs3RupsELnrvWWHlnpzLa6MX89Ol7fstdrzBgK_Jjf8G4N0swtqHddOoZfqAWSFCoRzDiWVVvHKeRtDjElPEt4EmZ2Mg2xgEapHd_OxnDhnnxeAXN/s1600-h/IMG_8470.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjUV2WZOYyHrkNmVHVz83Zzzhew4Qgs3RupsELnrvWWHlnpzLa6MX89Ol7fstdrzBgK_Jjf8G4N0swtqHddOoZfqAWSFCoRzDiWVVvHKeRtDjElPEt4EmZ2Mg2xgEapHd_OxnDhnnxeAXN/s320/IMG_8470.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123431888134443314" /></a><br />Here's a great shot of my flowers and a poor one of Andrea's but hey, look how cute she looks with our little man!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhez5Vam1RwGXkURZhuWx7I2QMVWITjMaWg8_J3iwUqU1Ft6hWAWLlDWF5TxlnAFLoe0-FmaEaKuX6DkajoOLE2zs0GmIwbDHv_soQCPFbgxQnCsatKGSw4V2D3LYGSnYQexmyDww5HRhf/s1600-h/IMG_8397.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhez5Vam1RwGXkURZhuWx7I2QMVWITjMaWg8_J3iwUqU1Ft6hWAWLlDWF5TxlnAFLoe0-FmaEaKuX6DkajoOLE2zs0GmIwbDHv_soQCPFbgxQnCsatKGSw4V2D3LYGSnYQexmyDww5HRhf/s320/IMG_8397.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128274165847368546" /></a>kdbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00802141028506244218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3487128246272224549.post-4820797035555854382007-10-19T17:42:00.001-04:002008-12-11T14:41:26.439-05:00Guest and Gift TableIt's been a long time but I'm back and I'm a Mrs!! Yee, Haw!<br /><br />So, now that I've finally got some free time on my hands I don't know what to do with myself. I'm going to start by showing off the projects I took the DIY route with- because I'm so proud and pleased with how everything turned out. (All photos can be enlarged by clicked on them.)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMxPcjT0F3E/RxkmNzspkRI/AAAAAAAAAMs/AxkqBzO6GaI/s1600-h/IMG_8222_00.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMxPcjT0F3E/RxkmNzspkRI/AAAAAAAAAMs/AxkqBzO6GaI/s320/IMG_8222_00.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123168069768286482" /></a><br />I posted the RSVPs on a cork board covered with fall fabric and displayed it at the dinner on Friday night. I saw a lot of people enjoying it and I heard a lot of people saying they should have got it together and done some art work. Of the 90 invitations we sent out, only 40 were returned with some art work as we had requested. Bah Humbugs!<br /><br><br><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMxPcjT0F3E/RxkmNDspkPI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Sy2uPeuBTzw/s1600-h/IMG_8256.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMxPcjT0F3E/RxkmNDspkPI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Sy2uPeuBTzw/s320/IMG_8256.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123168056883384562" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMxPcjT0F3E/RxkmNTspkQI/AAAAAAAAAMk/UIsErjMJ6Ow/s1600-h/IMG_8255.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMxPcjT0F3E/RxkmNTspkQI/AAAAAAAAAMk/UIsErjMJ6Ow/s320/IMG_8255.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123168061178351874" /></a><br />Two views of our guest book/gift table. I had wanted two separate tables for these things I just assumed I would have them, I didn't know that most people use one table for both and unfortuntly, there wasn't another table available, so what did I do? Well, I'm proud to say, I shrugged it off and went with the flow. It's a bit crowded but I think it still looks good.<br> We did a version of the wish tree using cards I had made. I used spare paper I had and printed out an inspiring word on each card and stamped them with the same leaf design I used on the invitations. We got a lot of great cards and I thought they looked beautiful hanging on our tree. <br><br />For the card box, I repurposed an old travel case that had belonged to my husbands grandmother. It looked great and was perfect for cards plus I was glad to have some family "heirlooms" present.kdbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00802141028506244218noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3487128246272224549.post-73370167819686029862007-09-10T16:43:00.000-04:002007-09-10T16:46:13.479-04:00my lips are sealeda quick blog to respond to the hundreds of emails i've received demanding my speedy return to blogging. This might be a slight exaggeration, or it might not be. You be the judge. <br /><br />The projects are mostly finished but I've decided not to blog until after the wedding, mostly because I am feeling an enormous amount of stress but also because I want there to be some surprises for my guests. So, to all you demanding readers, I say, "patience is a virture." HA HA (Nelson)kdbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00802141028506244218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3487128246272224549.post-60152274644098958602007-08-27T21:44:00.000-04:002008-12-11T14:41:27.230-05:00More creative RSVPs<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiflMSxP5c9vQKG1FAqLTS1oPD_8-Vu7KMlR-aOAS_zjlbbvqvwNr9AgXeyto5CKE45tqD1iCtysqXhafV24QUN-pIYWUyDeqVOf3iizw1QksIWzhPy93ECmdeU6NTcYIOgxri9EJrDUCs1/s1600-h/IMG_1466.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiflMSxP5c9vQKG1FAqLTS1oPD_8-Vu7KMlR-aOAS_zjlbbvqvwNr9AgXeyto5CKE45tqD1iCtysqXhafV24QUN-pIYWUyDeqVOf3iizw1QksIWzhPy93ECmdeU6NTcYIOgxri9EJrDUCs1/s200/IMG_1466.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103562028684852658" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjULZBd02ED4aMZQlVm-_I9PUK7ss787mI8ALG9vSf08ISAOjOeLLKApTUprnAF1i7ME53sfLBR8-KTvnTE5X7PVZGDJPNaiS2jQsxp6GS1X0jf5r1lPxqwVQoX2xJ0BtiyR-p2cbR77he9/s1600-h/IMG_1465.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjULZBd02ED4aMZQlVm-_I9PUK7ss787mI8ALG9vSf08ISAOjOeLLKApTUprnAF1i7ME53sfLBR8-KTvnTE5X7PVZGDJPNaiS2jQsxp6GS1X0jf5r1lPxqwVQoX2xJ0BtiyR-p2cbR77he9/s200/IMG_1465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103562045864721858" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZQLMZtND_IfqewAo_qym03mW3l1QZ4I0Azjb4m7SN4hvvFiibw2WoDHgMXRttBwDIblE3f_OLlScQtnfKzjQiy685QdW5o5cjqjXWpHZc7DTBpiWdhDr2YqpHwKJSO_zFEv9kqVQqW3Iq/s1600-h/IMG_1464.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZQLMZtND_IfqewAo_qym03mW3l1QZ4I0Azjb4m7SN4hvvFiibw2WoDHgMXRttBwDIblE3f_OLlScQtnfKzjQiy685QdW5o5cjqjXWpHZc7DTBpiWdhDr2YqpHwKJSO_zFEv9kqVQqW3Iq/s200/IMG_1464.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103562054454656466" /></a>kdbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00802141028506244218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3487128246272224549.post-29749321270487508412007-08-26T19:09:00.000-04:002008-12-11T14:41:27.425-05:00Favor Sign<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.marthastewart.com/images/content/pub/weddings/2007Q3/mwd102852_su07_violet_l.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.marthastewart.com/images/content/pub/weddings/2007Q3/mwd102852_su07_violet_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />Inspired by the above photo from Martha's latest wedding magazine, I am trying to create a simalar look for our favor table. As I've mentioned before, we made jam for favors and we're packaging them in lunch style paperbags along with shortbread cookies and an eco-friendly knife. My plan is to use two flower pots with branches in them to simulate bare trees and to hang the sign I made from these. Here's the sign I made.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig19JJx3jDZ4Z9w-hkkQogBt027s053i1vc0WX_2grxoDq5n8NL3o0KxEnPq4ETevoICHhyC_ZQS-jYNFm18fkvZYCrAMW_ZFtp9iQ6K9coA1npgwPeR3mLf4wOwyuX3ROMlZk23JljgIT/s1600-h/IMG_1472.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig19JJx3jDZ4Z9w-hkkQogBt027s053i1vc0WX_2grxoDq5n8NL3o0KxEnPq4ETevoICHhyC_ZQS-jYNFm18fkvZYCrAMW_ZFtp9iQ6K9coA1npgwPeR3mLf4wOwyuX3ROMlZk23JljgIT/s320/IMG_1472.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103152460603506082" /></a>kdbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00802141028506244218noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3487128246272224549.post-39722415858374380432007-08-21T18:54:00.000-04:002008-12-11T14:41:30.101-05:00Our RSVP SituationAlong with our invitations, I sent out RSVP postcards. In our pursuit to inspire creativity and fun we left one side of the postcard blank and printed a small line of instruction at the bottom of the printed side which reads, "please make some art on the back of this card for our scrapbook!"<br /><br />As you probably can guess, some people didn't do anything on the back (BOO! HISS!) but a surprise amount of people stepped up to the plate and I love 'em for it. So, without further ado, please enjoy some of the great art we have been receiving in the mail this past week!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2kBX7sl-oG6f37PN3Pk9W9mSpCni8sOmh2t3_Wqkq6vZ9-2cS9sAxlAR_a0qMS0MHWirZr3XEbb6wt0OupiDjrg23wIqHZW8LvZuPzSa47QesElja041ChM7fs6NWIa7mrU9qg5QFJuEy/s1600-h/IMG_1454.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2kBX7sl-oG6f37PN3Pk9W9mSpCni8sOmh2t3_Wqkq6vZ9-2cS9sAxlAR_a0qMS0MHWirZr3XEbb6wt0OupiDjrg23wIqHZW8LvZuPzSa47QesElja041ChM7fs6NWIa7mrU9qg5QFJuEy/s320/IMG_1454.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101292782714010994" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOSjNyQSF9Vw_VkNes_bV2mCAPt-DiS9vIN_zGp5aISIytPv8H2PnjjXufIaTFQY61-aV10X6ZRjJhvYqZBiUmMol1GconG2IzYe1kjPUaIOnjEYmtaAvjJUGQBoXL2xhHuOpJLBLlUr9Z/s1600-h/IMG_1453.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYgl-MicKZXyr3iEJMSJgXs5V_nb4NHg8e2cqosf-x0IwTmbgYqgF1MmhanMbCbRWlVa8hEYtEGBOmeL1MW3WNFBISi0wwehMSt7btSruv5E45Zztnp-jZllpegiyplR3tb0mq2EGvIxRJ/s320/IMG_1448.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101292215778327842" /></a>kdbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00802141028506244218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3487128246272224549.post-58570226881232272032007-08-21T18:14:00.000-04:002008-12-11T14:41:30.438-05:00The ShowerI've been a bad blogger but I've got no excuses except that I'm getting married in four weeks and I've got all I can do to keep it together. I'd like to post a long blog about the wonderful bridal shower I had last weekend but in the chaos I caused trying to decide on an outfit, I forgot to bring my camera. However, my fabulous wedding photographer was there and I'm sure I saw her snapping away at rapid speed so I should have something to show you soon. Let me just say that I got some wonderful gifts and the whole shower thing was a lot of fun once I got there and my anticipation was eased. The weather was beautiful and the company was perfect. <br />I do have one picture to share with you, faithful readers. It was the gift that caused me to break down and cry and the only gift that I brought straight home for immediate use. Folks, I present to you, the Zen Alarm Clock:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLguKlvCcXQvMIVQQujF0RU77MIjtuW6eQWoh47iaBaAYegRFigC1m7tAUZNwRYddakVIhM5lcU9posX5EbCJrOHqHYvozcFMJ2F51cUzqSTI2f8Qn9UUG9oMlKYr9k6heTyMA617MZ3Ae/s1600-h/IMG_1462.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLguKlvCcXQvMIVQQujF0RU77MIjtuW6eQWoh47iaBaAYegRFigC1m7tAUZNwRYddakVIhM5lcU9posX5EbCJrOHqHYvozcFMJ2F51cUzqSTI2f8Qn9UUG9oMlKYr9k6heTyMA617MZ3Ae/s200/IMG_1462.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101282376008252658" /></a><br /><br />A little background about how I came about this gift and why it brought me to tears. Ten years ago, I saw this clock in a store window on Congress Street in Portland. I loved the look of it and I loved the idea of progressive awakening but when I saw the price tag I knew it was something I couldn't afford on my coffee shop pay. I continued to visit the clock at that store and I even brought my roommate Andrea to the store to show her the amazingness that is the Zen Alarm Clock. Years past and I frequently mentioned the clock and how I wished I had bought it all those years ago. Once I even went back to that store in Portland but it wasn't there anymore. Today, my roommate Andrea who I dragged up the hill and into that little shop so long ago, is still my best friend, as she handed me her gift at the shower she said, "you're gonna love this." The minute my hand touched upon the smooth wood of the triangular point, I knew what it was and I immediately started to cry. As I cried I tried to explain my reaction but I couldn't stop crying- I couldn't believe Andrea had thought to get this for me! I was and still am, so touched my her thoughtfulness. She told everyone about how I had been wishing I had this clock since that day in Portland and I dried the tears from my face with the tissue paper from the gift bag. <br /> this is just one reason why she is my best friend.kdbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00802141028506244218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3487128246272224549.post-29316376537267541432007-08-10T11:18:00.000-04:002007-08-12T00:30:21.371-04:00back to the cityI'm heading back to the city today with my mum in tow. Tomorrow's the big bridal shower hosted by my FMIL and FSIN. I'm looking forward to seeing friends, family, and most importantly eating cake. But, I really wish it weren't a "shower." I'm really not a fan of the traditional bridal shower for a multitude of reasons, too many woman all in one enclosed space, the inevitable sexy nightgown (this is at the top of my list of things i hate), and embarrassing games. Not good. Luckily, I'm sure there won't be too many people; the mums, jesse's immediate fam, and 5 of my closest friends from RI. <br /><br />Sunday, I'll try to catch up on the blog train. I have a lot of pictures to upload and after the shower I'll have even more. Stay tuned.kdbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00802141028506244218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3487128246272224549.post-56574829030991205952007-08-06T15:04:00.000-04:002007-08-06T15:10:40.114-04:00Destination: finish projectsWell, as you might have guessed from my absence, I'm in Maine again finishing up some of the wedding plans and working on finishing up my DIY projects. That means more wedding projects are getting done but less stuff is getting blogged. That's bad news for all three of my faithful readers. If you're one of those three and you're cursing my name as you read this check out my favorite blogs list- there's some good reading there that will keep you occupied in the meantime.<br /><br />The invitations are out and we have already started getting our replies. Hip, Hip, Hooray! We sent our postcard RSVPs and left one side blank, requesting each guest to make us some art to be displayed in our scrapbooks. So far, people have been good sports and have sent us some creative responses. I'm liking them so much that I'm thinking of displaying them at the Friday night dinner and having a vote with a prized for the most creative!kdbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00802141028506244218noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3487128246272224549.post-49915500820100892312007-07-27T13:22:00.000-04:002007-07-27T13:28:22.808-04:00Where I've BeenWell, I know I'm a slacker about blogging this week but I've been working hard to get these stupid wedding invitations in the mail. The problem is that every time I take them out to work on them, I decided they need a little something extra. Well, I'm done with that train of thought and I'm ready to just get them out of here so I can move on to other projects. I ordered stamps on zazzle(dot)com on Monday night and if UPS is right, they should be here today and I can once again be at peace.kdbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00802141028506244218noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3487128246272224549.post-20756409189407206682007-07-22T23:06:00.001-04:002008-12-11T14:41:30.858-05:00Welcome Tins<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5MmG1jkX_jk98Uh2YuZ7vGXfsxVk4aSXfyyGT4BP1iqiFO5elZx0HwgNwj2_eDk8VFIMphbswrAHtNsIbAdkHzwRJdHi6_GOMW0zl9F1XuaUejFfw08eCEZKJ98s0GoFYNyEScvmRa_ce/s1600-h/IMG_1398.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5MmG1jkX_jk98Uh2YuZ7vGXfsxVk4aSXfyyGT4BP1iqiFO5elZx0HwgNwj2_eDk8VFIMphbswrAHtNsIbAdkHzwRJdHi6_GOMW0zl9F1XuaUejFfw08eCEZKJ98s0GoFYNyEScvmRa_ce/s200/IMG_1398.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090224023311217890" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoyXerxetKj9Wj3-ZHf1wFOil8RaQEYiNAm9gV07UA5xCN4FX-kTtUd8g4IO_Pcw5tTkXdjshPDmdGGieoBU3o65J82FqIJgjo7424zTl8ptUk3FQBwg6NpNYVq5j7jzrquqUvTvx5ZU2N/s1600-h/IMG_1399.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoyXerxetKj9Wj3-ZHf1wFOil8RaQEYiNAm9gV07UA5xCN4FX-kTtUd8g4IO_Pcw5tTkXdjshPDmdGGieoBU3o65J82FqIJgjo7424zTl8ptUk3FQBwg6NpNYVq5j7jzrquqUvTvx5ZU2N/s200/IMG_1399.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090224031901152498" /></a><br />Back when we were newly engaged, I picked up these cute ME tins for a great price at Building 19. They don't really match anything but I think they're adorable and and they'll do the trick nicely.kdbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00802141028506244218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3487128246272224549.post-18323667264055363072007-07-17T12:29:00.000-04:002008-12-11T14:41:32.313-05:00Jack and Jill ShowerOh, lucky day! Following our day of jam making we were lucky enough to be the guests of honor at our jack and jill shower! The shower was hosted by my aunt mary at her camp on little narrows lake. Despite a cloudy start to the day, the weather turned around and the sun started shining just in time for the festivities to begin.<br /><br />We were surprised and excited to find this pretty little cake had been made especially for us. Not only was it beautiful (note the love birds detail) but it was tasty.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8ThAFbr5DIQXtVbG_W_nxtnob8KA9OxBWPVVwuWpFmV0cWPAucE9o1vBY8xbwo0lrESBSomdn03cpBVKbbUYBjRq6N_3_DXrAsJEX2eeQZmPwmpNv2lg-UEBbFPAIlKb4tMUjxZ1zVbQ_/s1600-h/IMG_1298.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8ThAFbr5DIQXtVbG_W_nxtnob8KA9OxBWPVVwuWpFmV0cWPAucE9o1vBY8xbwo0lrESBSomdn03cpBVKbbUYBjRq6N_3_DXrAsJEX2eeQZmPwmpNv2lg-UEBbFPAIlKb4tMUjxZ1zVbQ_/s200/IMG_1298.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088204728165254882" /></a><br />Everybody bought something special to the table. Some of our favorites were the BBQ chicken, the peanut butter cup cookies, and a delicious cold broccoli salad.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO_rRZy2b6cR_LTlDQGntDWIyo3P1-VHPIEU1a-XGzNP-jAGbdYJYe4uRLPURFtVMiaz5PXxrEKPE5uECQ7xhofh4tlSIGJb-ALWg6G95fxWgRfqs6yIcjlKtVXiVTSVd5F5yeQTT0yHXj/s1600-h/IMG_1300.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO_rRZy2b6cR_LTlDQGntDWIyo3P1-VHPIEU1a-XGzNP-jAGbdYJYe4uRLPURFtVMiaz5PXxrEKPE5uECQ7xhofh4tlSIGJb-ALWg6G95fxWgRfqs6yIcjlKtVXiVTSVd5F5yeQTT0yHXj/s200/IMG_1300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088204732460222194" /></a><br />We both had mixed feelings about registering for gifts but in the end we did register for camping items and some kitchen ware at Target (my favorite store). We got some great gifts and can't wait to hit the woods and start camping! Here we are opening gifts. You'll have to overlook my crazy expression. I get nervous in front of the camera and I always end up making crazy faces. It drives jesse nuts because we never have good pictures of the two of us.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ2OQHBYwRvFd-0jI27CbaQzW_k1jUiu2qX5SSGIecJ5BbFVhCJkMNZq3QWRQiktsf4XVAvmiMsSlWiCX7eJBhvkhK-OLAHsDUHKmcY7iLDyV2rjgGnB6H5ZeU88r-qhFVOdD4YbG0YqsY/s1600-h/IMG_1312.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ2OQHBYwRvFd-0jI27CbaQzW_k1jUiu2qX5SSGIecJ5BbFVhCJkMNZq3QWRQiktsf4XVAvmiMsSlWiCX7eJBhvkhK-OLAHsDUHKmcY7iLDyV2rjgGnB6H5ZeU88r-qhFVOdD4YbG0YqsY/s200/IMG_1312.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088204741050156802" /></a><br />And finally, a shot of us showing off our fancy pants cake. Of course, there were three people taking pictures all at once so I don't have a good shot of us both looking at our camera. That always happens when my family gets together. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiik_HMI2i27NiEXtyCCHHlD683lPPiY2vvNWhw8K9ExnYQzoT9UX0s6JDkprFurhiycXY3l6fQ1yVOcvHuiELcDcET0Gnm2IUxk7olO7VMvHOcBoqE2r3f8WNPW4Py_0qdtoIsTDj3_XyD/s1600-h/IMG_1325.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiik_HMI2i27NiEXtyCCHHlD683lPPiY2vvNWhw8K9ExnYQzoT9UX0s6JDkprFurhiycXY3l6fQ1yVOcvHuiELcDcET0Gnm2IUxk7olO7VMvHOcBoqE2r3f8WNPW4Py_0qdtoIsTDj3_XyD/s200/IMG_1325.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088204745345124114" /></a><br /><br />Finally, a big thank you to everyone who turned out to celebrate with us. It was a fantastic day!!kdbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00802141028506244218noreply@blogger.com0