<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735</id><updated>2011-11-27T20:10:01.794-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kate the Bride</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>113</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-8321380103668320121</id><published>2010-08-14T23:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T23:13:16.917-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sponsored Post by Abazias.com: Don't Fall for the Jewelry Switcheroo</title><content type='html'>Hello, friends!  I have been enjoying married life.  You know what's great about married life?  Jewelry.  Oh yeah, there's love, companionship, blah blah blah, but let's be real, we all got married for the jewelry, amirite?  I LIKE SHINY THINGS, DON'T JUDGE ME.  Our pals over at Abazias.com have some tips on jewelry buying and care.  I am all ears!!!  My diamond is precious to me, like a wee little baby I wear on my hand in a metal basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Don’t Fall for the Jewelry Switcheroo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has a great-aunt or grandparent that went into a jewelry store only to find out their &lt;a href="http://www.abazias.com"&gt;vintage engagement rings&lt;/a&gt; were worthless. What happened here? There are various possibilities, but many of them can be a case of the old jewelry switcheroo. As to who the guilty party might be, that’s anyone’s guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Never Got a Real Diamond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you blame the jeweler, there’s a real possibility you never got a real diamond. Your spouse might have meant to switch the ring when they could afford the real thing and after the wedding never bothered. It could be the fiancée got taken by someone who sold them a ring that didn’t include diamonds, but they were misrepresented as such. They might have not understood that the words “simulated diamonds” meant diamonds that aren’t natural and not worth as much. Whatever the reason, something was switched either in their minds or the rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning Jewelry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another way a ring can be switched out is when you take it to get appraised or for a cleaning. These two activities should be done right in front of you, so that the person handling the jewelry has no chance to switch it out. If you’re asked to leave your piece and come back for it, try a different jeweler. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work With Reputable Jewelers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral is clear: Always seek a reputable jewelry merchant. Always have your jewelry appraised so that you can verify that what you came in with is what you should leave with too. Otherwise, it’s very difficult to tell after the switch at what point in time the diamond went missing. Keep the ring safely in your home in a jewelry box or in a lock box. Be careful with your fine jewels and make sure you are present when they are cleaned or repaired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-8321380103668320121?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8321380103668320121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8321380103668320121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/08/sponsored-post-by-abaziascom-dont-fall.html' title='Sponsored Post by Abazias.com: Don&apos;t Fall for the Jewelry Switcheroo'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-308124904162755209</id><published>2010-05-17T19:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T19:30:00.217-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S_HBkxdnZpI/AAAAAAAAASo/wiqK55gJpu4/s1600/ry%3D400.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S_HBkxdnZpI/AAAAAAAAASo/wiqK55gJpu4/s320/ry%3D400.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472367859728869010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, I'm off, ladies!  This ends my time as a Knottie Blogger. I've enjoyed every second of it- and I hope you did, too!  I hope wedding planning is a joy for you.  Don't stress too much!  If only to keep your face from getting too wrinkled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-308124904162755209?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/308124904162755209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/308124904162755209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/05/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S_HBkxdnZpI/AAAAAAAAASo/wiqK55gJpu4/s72-c/ry%3D400.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-2943925076670798546</id><published>2010-05-17T19:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T19:00:00.671-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pro Pictures: NYPL and Bryant Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7D6BVMi9I/AAAAAAAAASY/Tw8srWlSzC8/s1600/Kate_Marc_522_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7D6BVMi9I/AAAAAAAAASY/Tw8srWlSzC8/s320/Kate_Marc_522_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471525998858898386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7D55IUWYI/AAAAAAAAASQ/YAtguCsVHNU/s1600/Kate_Marc_531_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7D55IUWYI/AAAAAAAAASQ/YAtguCsVHNU/s320/Kate_Marc_531_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471525996657400194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7D5mzy2PI/AAAAAAAAASI/FNqxYMmoR2g/s1600/Kate_Marc_537_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7D5mzy2PI/AAAAAAAAASI/FNqxYMmoR2g/s320/Kate_Marc_537_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471525991739480306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7D5C-8eTI/AAAAAAAAASA/uTXzIdAnwiY/s1600/Kate_Marc_541_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7D5C-8eTI/AAAAAAAAASA/uTXzIdAnwiY/s320/Kate_Marc_541_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471525982122572082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7D45Gy37I/AAAAAAAAAR4/mpxQ5sxQWS0/s1600/Kate_Marc_543_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7D45Gy37I/AAAAAAAAAR4/mpxQ5sxQWS0/s320/Kate_Marc_543_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471525979471142834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All photos by &lt;a href="http://jimkocis.com/"&gt;Jim Kocis Photography&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-2943925076670798546?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/2943925076670798546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/2943925076670798546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/05/pro-pictures-nypl-and-bryant-park.html' title='Pro Pictures: NYPL and Bryant Park'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7D6BVMi9I/AAAAAAAAASY/Tw8srWlSzC8/s72-c/Kate_Marc_522_Small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-70988869103708962</id><published>2010-05-17T18:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T18:30:00.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pro Pictures: Two brides in Times Square</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We arrived at our first portrait destination- Times Square!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7CMnaYvPI/AAAAAAAAARg/AebIT-tOC8Y/s1600/Kate_Marc_468_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7CMnaYvPI/AAAAAAAAARg/AebIT-tOC8Y/s320/Kate_Marc_468_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471524119295606002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right out of the station, we spotted this guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7CMNXwiVI/AAAAAAAAARQ/-Gu-zatNlS4/s1600/Kate_Marc_471_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7CMNXwiVI/AAAAAAAAARQ/-Gu-zatNlS4/s320/Kate_Marc_471_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471524112305260882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of COURSE, he spotted us!  I must say, as far as crazy looking guys go, he seemed in his right mind- he didn't try to touch me or take anything from us.  He greeted me as a sister, and we posed for a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7CMbUgiHI/AAAAAAAAARY/YtFV093uxaM/s1600/Kate_Marc_472_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7CMbUgiHI/AAAAAAAAARY/YtFV093uxaM/s320/Kate_Marc_472_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471524116049725554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7CLvkwToI/AAAAAAAAARI/2CEfXWvoZVI/s1600/Kate_Marc_473_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7CLvkwToI/AAAAAAAAARI/2CEfXWvoZVI/s320/Kate_Marc_473_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471524104306708098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then it was off for a few portraits, just the two of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7CLfWXbzI/AAAAAAAAARA/3Iv6b-j_9x0/s1600/Kate_Marc_491_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7CLfWXbzI/AAAAAAAAARA/3Iv6b-j_9x0/s320/Kate_Marc_491_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471524099951390514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7DNd4XT4I/AAAAAAAAARo/dCf7sVFc2Go/s1600/Kate_Marc_496_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7DNd4XT4I/AAAAAAAAARo/dCf7sVFc2Go/s320/Kate_Marc_496_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471525233428483970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7DNgBA8QI/AAAAAAAAARw/8H75ZriOH3U/s1600/Kate_Marc_506_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7DNgBA8QI/AAAAAAAAARw/8H75ZriOH3U/s320/Kate_Marc_506_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471525234001637634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All photos by &lt;a href="http://jimkocis.com/"&gt;Jim Kocis Photography&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-70988869103708962?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/70988869103708962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/70988869103708962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/05/pro-pictures-two-brides-in-times-square.html' title='Pro Pictures: Two brides in Times Square'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7CMnaYvPI/AAAAAAAAARg/AebIT-tOC8Y/s72-c/Kate_Marc_468_Small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-2168676459033196590</id><published>2010-05-17T18:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T22:08:07.598-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pro Pictures: The trip to the city</title><content type='html'>After our reception, we went into the city for portrait shots!  And how do New Yorkers travel but by subway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-693VEKPUI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/vF3fBGYfhdg/s1600/Kate_Marc_443_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-693VEKPUI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/vF3fBGYfhdg/s320/Kate_Marc_443_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471519355546778946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-692yPDOsI/AAAAAAAAAQw/1xE_LXMvWtY/s1600/Kate_Marc_444_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-692yPDOsI/AAAAAAAAAQw/1xE_LXMvWtY/s320/Kate_Marc_444_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471519346197215938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-692ix_EuI/AAAAAAAAAQo/dZBwxEB8ukY/s1600/Kate_Marc_448_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-692ix_EuI/AAAAAAAAAQo/dZBwxEB8ukY/s320/Kate_Marc_448_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471519342048776930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-692ADupEI/AAAAAAAAAQg/34Pszphd4Jo/s1600/Kate_Marc_449_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-692ADupEI/AAAAAAAAAQg/34Pszphd4Jo/s320/Kate_Marc_449_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471519332727956546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good question!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-691_eN1VI/AAAAAAAAAQY/nG2dPN33rVQ/s1600/Kate_Marc_461_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-691_eN1VI/AAAAAAAAAQY/nG2dPN33rVQ/s320/Kate_Marc_461_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471519332570617170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't want to sit down and wrinkle my gown!  I barely sat down all day.  This makes a girl quite tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All photos by &lt;a href="http://jimkocis.com/"&gt;Jim Kocis Photography&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-2168676459033196590?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/2168676459033196590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/2168676459033196590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/05/pro-pictures-trip-to-city.html' title='Pro Pictures: The trip to the city'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-693VEKPUI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/vF3fBGYfhdg/s72-c/Kate_Marc_443_Small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-7420131591952641382</id><published>2010-05-17T17:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T17:30:00.872-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pro Pictures: Reception</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4Nd9G54SI/AAAAAAAAAPw/SAYxqhXgX4w/s1600/Kate_Marc_313_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4Nd9G54SI/AAAAAAAAAPw/SAYxqhXgX4w/s320/Kate_Marc_313_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471325405572620578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4NeFWioDI/AAAAAAAAAP4/tR6Hb_3Qlv8/s1600/Kate_Marc_373_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4NeFWioDI/AAAAAAAAAP4/tR6Hb_3Qlv8/s320/Kate_Marc_373_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471325407785689138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7F3gVmEVI/AAAAAAAAASg/YcTDyHtzuN8/s1600/Kate_Marc_323_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-7F3gVmEVI/AAAAAAAAASg/YcTDyHtzuN8/s320/Kate_Marc_323_Small.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471528154665718098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4Ne7YNLmI/AAAAAAAAAQI/ePq54wWbi-c/s1600/Kate_Marc_381_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4Ne7YNLmI/AAAAAAAAAQI/ePq54wWbi-c/s320/Kate_Marc_381_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471325422288186978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4Neidh_SI/AAAAAAAAAQA/dqxaa7uF5CY/s1600/Kate_Marc_396_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4Neidh_SI/AAAAAAAAAQA/dqxaa7uF5CY/s320/Kate_Marc_396_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471325415599635746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4NfNiuOyI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/bdLEkF8kBzM/s1600/Kate_Marc_412_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4NfNiuOyI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/bdLEkF8kBzM/s320/Kate_Marc_412_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471325427164134178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All photos by &lt;a href="http://jimkocis.com/"&gt;Jim Kocis Photography&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-7420131591952641382?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/7420131591952641382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/7420131591952641382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/05/pro-pictures-reception.html' title='Pro Pictures: Reception'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4Nd9G54SI/AAAAAAAAAPw/SAYxqhXgX4w/s72-c/Kate_Marc_313_Small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-6356227565945724365</id><published>2010-05-17T17:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T17:00:00.407-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pro Pictures: Ceremony</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4K7R7f1SI/AAAAAAAAAOo/bqfkji96Mpk/s1600/Kate_Marc_125_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4K7R7f1SI/AAAAAAAAAOo/bqfkji96Mpk/s320/Kate_Marc_125_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471322610843243810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gorgeous sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4K7ldSKRI/AAAAAAAAAOw/3k3M7jH4Y3k/s1600/Kate_Marc_129_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4K7ldSKRI/AAAAAAAAAOw/3k3M7jH4Y3k/s320/Kate_Marc_129_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471322616085227794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gorgeous Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4K8OyTr1I/AAAAAAAAAO4/PYRoOYPHFSc/s1600/Kate_Marc_138_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4K8OyTr1I/AAAAAAAAAO4/PYRoOYPHFSc/s320/Kate_Marc_138_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471322627179261778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4K8aw-2PI/AAAAAAAAAPA/VRHAZtIjZyw/s1600/Kate_Marc_143_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4K8aw-2PI/AAAAAAAAAPA/VRHAZtIjZyw/s320/Kate_Marc_143_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471322630394927346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4K8v0XJrI/AAAAAAAAAPI/rS8vp75_YCY/s1600/Kate_Marc_165_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4K8v0XJrI/AAAAAAAAAPI/rS8vp75_YCY/s320/Kate_Marc_165_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471322636046247602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4LiMxQ_aI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/duJMKeANT_4/s1600/Kate_Marc_170_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4LiMxQ_aI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/duJMKeANT_4/s320/Kate_Marc_170_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471323279473048994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4LiTrr1zI/AAAAAAAAAPY/R7VxbkT3vsg/s1600/Kate_Marc_187_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4LiTrr1zI/AAAAAAAAAPY/R7VxbkT3vsg/s320/Kate_Marc_187_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471323281328690994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4MiCNQZaI/AAAAAAAAAPo/T6SaIAyaebc/s1600/Kate_Marc_195_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4MiCNQZaI/AAAAAAAAAPo/T6SaIAyaebc/s320/Kate_Marc_195_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471324376149288354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All photos by &lt;a href="http://jimkocis.com/"&gt;Jim Kocis Photography.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-6356227565945724365?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6356227565945724365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6356227565945724365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/05/pro-pictures-ceremony.html' title='Pro Pictures: Ceremony'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4K7R7f1SI/AAAAAAAAAOo/bqfkji96Mpk/s72-c/Kate_Marc_125_Small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-5905733061204882651</id><published>2010-05-17T16:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T16:45:00.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pro Pictures: More Portraits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4Iq6w1c9I/AAAAAAAAAOA/wZclJPr_8gM/s1600/Kate_Marc_070_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4Iq6w1c9I/AAAAAAAAAOA/wZclJPr_8gM/s320/Kate_Marc_070_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471320130723345362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sweetie GJ and I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4IraPnLkI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/k6SnYJ5oKQs/s1600/Kate_Marc_079_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4IraPnLkI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/k6SnYJ5oKQs/s320/Kate_Marc_079_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471320139173932610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our sassy ushers, Chris and Leon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4IsJ62KqI/AAAAAAAAAOg/E9T2Y1AlGhY/s1600/Kate_Marc_108_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4IsJ62KqI/AAAAAAAAAOg/E9T2Y1AlGhY/s320/Kate_Marc_108_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471320151971736226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colin and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4Irh_gqtI/AAAAAAAAAOY/8eK6Bv12F-Y/s1600/Kate_Marc_100_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4Irh_gqtI/AAAAAAAAAOY/8eK6Bv12F-Y/s320/Kate_Marc_100_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471320141253880530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cousins, mother, Grammy and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All photos by &lt;a href="http://jimkocis.com/"&gt;Jim Kocis Photography.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-5905733061204882651?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/5905733061204882651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/5905733061204882651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/05/pro-pictures-more-portraits.html' title='Pro Pictures: More Portraits'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4Iq6w1c9I/AAAAAAAAAOA/wZclJPr_8gM/s72-c/Kate_Marc_070_Small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-4869371112152609035</id><published>2010-05-16T10:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T10:27:00.745-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pro Pictures: Portraits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4G97XNiJI/AAAAAAAAANI/ckD82Dwo0UE/s1600/Kate_Marc_012_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4G97XNiJI/AAAAAAAAANI/ckD82Dwo0UE/s320/Kate_Marc_012_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471318258278566034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On my way in for pre-ceremony photos!  I was so glad we met before the ceremony to get our portraits done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4G-1ESA2I/AAAAAAAAANg/INjz8Nikreg/s1600/Kate_Marc_040_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4G-1ESA2I/AAAAAAAAANg/INjz8Nikreg/s320/Kate_Marc_040_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471318273768424290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4HQ5WnDKI/AAAAAAAAAN4/MlqRmPFnUIg/s1600/Kate_Marc_063_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4HQ5WnDKI/AAAAAAAAAN4/MlqRmPFnUIg/s320/Kate_Marc_063_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471318584156687522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Maid of Honor Heather and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4HQiYM7DI/AAAAAAAAANw/sYLeYPJRwfM/s1600/Kate_Marc_056_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4HQiYM7DI/AAAAAAAAANw/sYLeYPJRwfM/s320/Kate_Marc_056_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471318577989348402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc (right) and his twin Best Man, John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4G_B45CqI/AAAAAAAAANo/RKg7X9yKyTk/s1600/Kate_Marc_051_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4G_B45CqI/AAAAAAAAANo/RKg7X9yKyTk/s320/Kate_Marc_051_Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471318277210311330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc's family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;All photos by &lt;a href="http://jimkocis.com/"&gt;Jim Kocis Photography&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-4869371112152609035?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/4869371112152609035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/4869371112152609035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/05/pro-pictures-portraits.html' title='Pro Pictures: Portraits'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-4G97XNiJI/AAAAAAAAANI/ckD82Dwo0UE/s72-c/Kate_Marc_012_Small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-7116265486981296965</id><published>2010-05-14T10:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T10:37:02.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lisa Leonard Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>Check out designer &lt;a href="http://www.lisaleonardonline.com"&gt;Lisa Leonard's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lisaleonardonline.com/blog"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;- she's doing a &lt;a href="http://www.lisaleonardonline.com/blog/2010/05/14/day-5-our-wedding-a-giveaway/"&gt;great giveaway today&lt;/a&gt; to celebrate the end of "Wedding Week".  How cute is her stuff?  I love her &lt;a href="http://www.lisaleonardonline.com/custom-necklaces/"&gt;custom necklaces&lt;/a&gt;- they'd be great for bridesmaids or mother gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-1f0HvNiEI/AAAAAAAAANA/-MKWxB5Sir4/s1600/necklace.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-1f0HvNiEI/AAAAAAAAANA/-MKWxB5Sir4/s320/necklace.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471134471359924290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-7116265486981296965?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/7116265486981296965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/7116265486981296965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/05/lisa-leonard-giveaway.html' title='Lisa Leonard Giveaway!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-1f0HvNiEI/AAAAAAAAANA/-MKWxB5Sir4/s72-c/necklace.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-7747298587144648584</id><published>2010-05-12T14:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T14:24:00.831-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you notes- CHECK!</title><content type='html'>I don't want to brag (oh wait, yes I do), but we are done with our thank-you notes.  Been done for awhile, in fact- I spent April 13th on a note writing frenzy.  It was the perfect task for that day- it was the first day in a long time I had nothing to do, no family to run around and tend to, and I was exhausted.  So I tucked myself into bed with my laptop streaming some MTV shows (I love you, "16 and Pregnant"), and got to work.  Marc did a number of them, too, and before long, we were caught up with everyone!  Except the mysterious giver of the &lt;a href="http://www.bedbathandbeyond.com/regProduct.asp?order_num=-1&amp;WRN=-1891424945&amp;sku=14283560"&gt;Pyrex 12-piece storage set&lt;/a&gt;.  We have yet to figure out who gave this to us; when we opened it, it had no card attached, and attempts to figure out the giver so far have turned up nothing.  I think I saw someone holding it in the pro-pictures of our receiving line, and I am pursuing that lead.  Hopefully we'll be able to write a note for that one soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-7747298587144648584?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/7747298587144648584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/7747298587144648584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/05/thank-you-notes-check.html' title='Thank you notes- CHECK!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-7461094475670056901</id><published>2010-05-10T14:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T14:59:00.359-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vendor Review: Ardesign flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/get_convo_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 430px; height: 322px;" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/get_convo_image.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted back in November on our flower vendor: &lt;a href="http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/11/flowers-fake-it-til-you-make-it.html"&gt;Ardesign from Etsy&lt;/a&gt;.  We ordered our flowers last year, and they arrived gorgeous, just the way I had hoped they would look.  Check, done and done.  I must admit I had some moments of doubt about fake flowers- will they look bad?  Will everyone notice?  Will I end up hating them?  Will I wish I had shelled out the cash for real flowers?  But I persevered, telling myself, you don't want to spend that kind of cash, having fake flowers is one less thing to worry about on the day of, and nobody will notice or care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was right!  Not having to work with a flower vendor on the day of the wedding was great; one less thing to worry about.  Everyone loved the bouquets, particularly the spotted brown feather trim.  And if people noticed they were fake, nobody mentioned it.  I was discussing the bouquets with my grandmother while my parents were standing there, and my Dad was like, oh, well, the bouquets are fake, but this boutonniere is real, right?  No, Dad!  That's fake, too.  He was surprised.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should mention that my Dad looked very handsome- he wore a bow tie and cumberbund that he personaly selected from &lt;a href="http://www.beautiesltd.com"&gt;Beau Ties Ltd.&lt;/a&gt;  The colors went perfect with everything!  Good job, Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-cInUcMgfI/AAAAAAAAAMw/vIV4g8BKK2s/s1600/4519912464_fd6350a7dc_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-cInUcMgfI/AAAAAAAAAMw/vIV4g8BKK2s/s320/4519912464_fd6350a7dc_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469349744059646450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-7461094475670056901?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/7461094475670056901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/7461094475670056901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/05/vendor-review-ardesign-flowers.html' title='Vendor Review: Ardesign flowers'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-cInUcMgfI/AAAAAAAAAMw/vIV4g8BKK2s/s72-c/4519912464_fd6350a7dc_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-2081439835585045470</id><published>2010-05-09T14:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T14:57:57.954-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pro-Pics are HERE!</title><content type='html'>Well, they're online, anyway.  We get the non-watermarked versions sometime this week, at which point I will start posting for your enjoyment :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-2081439835585045470?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/2081439835585045470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/2081439835585045470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/05/pro-pics-are-here.html' title='Pro-Pics are HERE!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-708097660350481151</id><published>2010-05-05T15:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T15:40:00.719-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vendor Review: Tricia from Ten Hair and Makeup</title><content type='html'>You all remember my &lt;a href="http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/11/trial-with-ten-hair-and-makeup.html"&gt;makeup trial back in November&lt;/a&gt; with Tricia from &lt;a href="http://www.tenhairandmakeup.com/"&gt;Ten Hair and Makeup&lt;/a&gt;.  After that magical makeover, how could I not book her?  I was a little reticent to hire someone to come to my house for hair and makeup- it seemed so indulgent!  I reminded myself that I was the bride, that I kept the rest of the wedding very simple, and that I *deserve* to look good on my wedding day.  So the price would be worth it- or so I hoped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was!  Tricia arrived right on time the morning of the wedding and got to work.  I don't know how she did it- you should've seen the madness that was my apartment that morning! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-DAYqEOwSI/AAAAAAAAAMM/vBQrCDgkdWU/s1600/IMG_5013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-DAYqEOwSI/AAAAAAAAAMM/vBQrCDgkdWU/s320/IMG_5013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467581477469208866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog, my sister, her friend, my friend, piles of wedding gifts and suitcases and toast for breakfast and CRAZINESS.  Tricia was able to ignore it all and get straight to work!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My makeup and hair looked incredible, and I'm not kidding when I say it lasted all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am at the beginning of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-DBspsUsqI/AAAAAAAAAMU/2jUpTPfkU_g/s1600/IMG_5044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-DBspsUsqI/AAAAAAAAAMU/2jUpTPfkU_g/s320/IMG_5044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467582920477946530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we are at the end of the day (photo by my friend Jan, notice my tired smile):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-DB3U3mDfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/KwOwjWZ_d44/s1600/4509228495_190ab2eed4_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-DB3U3mDfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/KwOwjWZ_d44/s320/4509228495_190ab2eed4_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467583103866637810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face is still looking good!  Heck, some of that eye makeup was still on my face after my shower, it was just that good.  I loved my full strip of fake lashes, they were so comfortable!  Thank you, Ten Hair and Makeup, for keeping my beautiful on my wedding day!  You get an A+ and a gold star.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-708097660350481151?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/708097660350481151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/708097660350481151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/05/vendor-review-tricia-from-ten-hair-and.html' title='Vendor Review: Tricia from Ten Hair and Makeup'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S-DAYqEOwSI/AAAAAAAAAMM/vBQrCDgkdWU/s72-c/IMG_5013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-685292695273551091</id><published>2010-05-04T13:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T13:47:21.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And now the waiting...</title><content type='html'>We are eagerly awaiting the arrival of our pro pictures!  Our photographer has 6 weeks to deliver them, but said he'd probably have them in 3.  It's been 3 weeks and 2 days... ahhhhhh, I can't wait!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-685292695273551091?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/685292695273551091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/685292695273551091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-now-waiting.html' title='And now the waiting...'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-3581179525727330233</id><published>2010-05-03T08:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T08:17:00.548-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our dessert buffet</title><content type='html'>The caterer did such a great job on the food- everyone loved it.  There was lots of variety, and everything tasted great!  There was more than enough for everyone, which made me so happy- I was so worried that we were going to run out of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9t_ANvLy1I/AAAAAAAAALk/vXWYh4WSR7Y/s1600/4538207885_606942f455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9t_ANvLy1I/AAAAAAAAALk/vXWYh4WSR7Y/s320/4538207885_606942f455.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466102214408522578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9t_BAnkLSI/AAAAAAAAAL8/xLA1V5IarPY/s1600/4538838510_77378bb0d5_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9t_BAnkLSI/AAAAAAAAAL8/xLA1V5IarPY/s320/4538838510_77378bb0d5_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466102228066774306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9t_A9jsJgI/AAAAAAAAAL0/0HuHeuHneAE/s1600/4538208989_28be247a5f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9t_A9jsJgI/AAAAAAAAAL0/0HuHeuHneAE/s320/4538208989_28be247a5f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466102227245213186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9t-_6TjAzI/AAAAAAAAALc/vEpU0jaSeiA/s1600/4538207305_11eb119c79_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9t-_6TjAzI/AAAAAAAAALc/vEpU0jaSeiA/s320/4538207305_11eb119c79_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466102209192330034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9t_ASoHXRI/AAAAAAAAALs/Jru_bLiw1HA/s1600/4538208351_8a857edfd7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9t_ASoHXRI/AAAAAAAAALs/Jru_bLiw1HA/s320/4538208351_8a857edfd7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466102215721049362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-3581179525727330233?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/3581179525727330233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/3581179525727330233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-dessert-buffet.html' title='Our dessert buffet'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9t_ANvLy1I/AAAAAAAAALk/vXWYh4WSR7Y/s72-c/4538207885_606942f455.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-6686043522249037875</id><published>2010-04-30T11:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T11:45:00.708-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Never give up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9O7Eu4UmrI/AAAAAAAAAKc/EBaT5kHJu9E/s1600/4549611440_b07193f88b_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9O7Eu4UmrI/AAAAAAAAAKc/EBaT5kHJu9E/s320/4549611440_b07193f88b_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463916462908676786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9O7E3ZVr-I/AAAAAAAAAKk/JBizzXrzQnA/s1600/4549612404_bbf6e48a81_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9O7E3ZVr-I/AAAAAAAAAKk/JBizzXrzQnA/s320/4549612404_bbf6e48a81_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463916465194643426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9O7FLWvACI/AAAAAAAAAKs/z9FNuIoLrZU/s1600/4549613434_2b00e9eff0_b.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9O7FLWvACI/AAAAAAAAAKs/z9FNuIoLrZU/s320/4549613434_2b00e9eff0_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463916470552428578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's out there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pictures of us in Boulder City, Nevada&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-6686043522249037875?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6686043522249037875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6686043522249037875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/04/never-give-up.html' title='Never give up!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9O7Eu4UmrI/AAAAAAAAAKc/EBaT5kHJu9E/s72-c/4549611440_b07193f88b_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-113422827818190918</id><published>2010-04-29T13:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T13:36:00.477-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More video from the wedding!</title><content type='html'>A reel of highlights from my pal GJ (he who&lt;a href="http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/02/wedding-gift-alert.html"&gt; gave us our first gift&lt;/a&gt;).  Includes the toasts by our MOH and Best Man.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11282419&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11282419&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-113422827818190918?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/113422827818190918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/113422827818190918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/04/more-video-from-wedding.html' title='More video from the wedding!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-8709844322731716251</id><published>2010-04-28T07:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T07:27:00.435-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our "junk food" buffet</title><content type='html'>One of the cute trends I picked up from reading wedding blogs was the candy buffet.  We got our glassware at IKEA, candy from Oriental Trading and Costco, and Marc and his brother set everything up the morning of the wedding.  We figured it would be a sweet addition to our dessert reception, and it was totally a hit, the guests loved it!  I even saw a Facebook status a few days later where someone said they were enjoying their Fun Dip from the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9N_W0SYtoI/AAAAAAAAAKE/gJNbwNs2dBw/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9N_W0SYtoI/AAAAAAAAAKE/gJNbwNs2dBw/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463850802900153986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I call ours a "junk food" buffet, because we added a few non-candy items.  My little sister loves Goldfish crackers, and they're easy to buy in bulk.  And anyone who knows me knows my obsession with Nacho Cheese Doritos!  How could I celebrate my special day without my favorite chip?  UNPOSSIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9N_XDjCWtI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ghhgFni0cz8/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9N_XDjCWtI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ghhgFni0cz8/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463850806996523730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9N_XTw70EI/AAAAAAAAAKU/PuOUPDio8q8/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9N_XTw70EI/AAAAAAAAAKU/PuOUPDio8q8/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463850811349782594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-8709844322731716251?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8709844322731716251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8709844322731716251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-junk-food-buffet.html' title='Our &quot;junk food&quot; buffet'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9N_W0SYtoI/AAAAAAAAAKE/gJNbwNs2dBw/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-5230592902396589033</id><published>2010-04-26T10:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T10:48:00.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A few reception photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We opened a Flickr account and made cards inviting our wedding guests to upload pictures from the wedding.  And they did!  Here are some of my favorites from the reception.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9O8cNbbHbI/AAAAAAAAALE/8sR3WcBKmOM/s1600/4528909494_cb69f3b946_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9O8cNbbHbI/AAAAAAAAALE/8sR3WcBKmOM/s320/4528909494_cb69f3b946_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463917965757586866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9O8cbCUW5I/AAAAAAAAALM/QSEChwp3GmE/s1600/4538210473_53047d380b_b.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9O8cbCUW5I/AAAAAAAAALM/QSEChwp3GmE/s320/4538210473_53047d380b_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463917969410382738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9O8co0_5sI/AAAAAAAAALU/RG4JLtixXZs/s1600/4538843196_5184ebfe12_b.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9O8co0_5sI/AAAAAAAAALU/RG4JLtixXZs/s320/4538843196_5184ebfe12_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463917973112612546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9O8bhJ0VeI/AAAAAAAAAK0/VMWaSGtN68s/s1600/4519147117_eeff4e5221_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9O8bhJ0VeI/AAAAAAAAAK0/VMWaSGtN68s/s320/4519147117_eeff4e5221_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463917953872582114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mother with our pastor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9O8b4Ht0NI/AAAAAAAAAK8/echzY2VzQXE/s1600/4519913116_1148274c8f_o.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9O8b4Ht0NI/AAAAAAAAAK8/echzY2VzQXE/s320/4519913116_1148274c8f_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463917960037781714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, Leon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-5230592902396589033?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/5230592902396589033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/5230592902396589033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/04/few-reception-photos.html' title='A few reception photos'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S9O8cNbbHbI/AAAAAAAAALE/8sR3WcBKmOM/s72-c/4528909494_cb69f3b946_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-3957420546244593624</id><published>2010-04-24T19:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T19:27:16.675-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back from Vegas!</title><content type='html'>Our honeymoon was great!  Wish I wasn't still on Vegas time.  I'll be sharing more photos, vendor reviews, and stories as the days go by!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-3957420546244593624?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/3957420546244593624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/3957420546244593624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-back-from-vegas.html' title='I&apos;m back from Vegas!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-2109205142466416725</id><published>2010-04-23T10:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T10:25:00.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Ceremony: The Kiss!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;While I'm on my honeymoon in Las Vegas, I'm sharing videos from our ceremony!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jCg7xTSWOfc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jCg7xTSWOfc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-2109205142466416725?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/2109205142466416725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/2109205142466416725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-ceremony-kiss.html' title='Our Ceremony: The Kiss!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-1355664945395640474</id><published>2010-04-21T11:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T11:58:00.578-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Ceremony: The Vows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;While I'm on my honeymoon in Las Vegas, I'm sharing videos from our ceremony!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rqQ41yuJ8FU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rqQ41yuJ8FU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cannot lie, I have one thought while watching this video- I wish my butt was not quite so flat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-1355664945395640474?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/1355664945395640474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/1355664945395640474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-ceremony-vows.html' title='Our Ceremony: The Vows'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-8264892043859090803</id><published>2010-04-19T09:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T09:33:00.617-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Ceremony: The Readings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;While I'm on my honeymoon in Las Vegas, I'm sharing videos from our ceremony!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iI74Dqi-ZMQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iI74Dqi-ZMQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ruth 1:16-17 and Revelation 21:1-7.  I love both of these, and was very glad to avoid the dreaded 1 Corinthians!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-8264892043859090803?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8264892043859090803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8264892043859090803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-ceremony-readings.html' title='Our Ceremony: The Readings'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-6893184892596266249</id><published>2010-04-17T10:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T10:51:00.109-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Ceremony: The Bridal Procession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;While I'm on my honeymoon in Las Vegas, I'm sharing videos from our ceremony!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gqAgAp6ooK4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gqAgAp6ooK4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Note that I spend the whole procession looking around and smiling at guests.  It wasn't until I was almost at the front that I realized, oh yeah, I guess I  should look at my husband-to-be.  So many people to look at!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-6893184892596266249?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6893184892596266249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6893184892596266249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-ceremony-bridal-procession.html' title='Our Ceremony: The Bridal Procession'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-7973718296306391054</id><published>2010-04-15T11:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T11:21:00.428-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A few ceremony photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S8M7Qc5zraI/AAAAAAAAAI8/NCGudpdLDEY/s1600/SermonListening.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S8M7Qc5zraI/AAAAAAAAAI8/NCGudpdLDEY/s400/SermonListening.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459272327125773730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S8M7RZqckzI/AAAAAAAAAJM/U-mQpdSivqg/s1600/HappyGroom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S8M7RZqckzI/AAAAAAAAAJM/U-mQpdSivqg/s400/HappyGroom.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459272343435907890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S8M7Q8egMhI/AAAAAAAAAJE/87uQi9LAVaA/s1600/Vows.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S8M7Q8egMhI/AAAAAAAAAJE/87uQi9LAVaA/s400/Vows.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459272335601185298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S8M7R70xniI/AAAAAAAAAJU/pUpI3QihZq0/s1600/TheKiss.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S8M7R70xniI/AAAAAAAAAJU/pUpI3QihZq0/s400/TheKiss.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459272352606035490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-7973718296306391054?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/7973718296306391054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/7973718296306391054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/04/few-ceremony-photos.html' title='A few ceremony photos'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S8M7Qc5zraI/AAAAAAAAAI8/NCGudpdLDEY/s72-c/SermonListening.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-8947495185015809312</id><published>2010-04-13T11:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T01:43:56.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A few getting ready photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S8M8KcspS6I/AAAAAAAAAJc/qHLZ0UxZbfc/s1600/MrsStutzelHoodie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S8M8KcspS6I/AAAAAAAAAJc/qHLZ0UxZbfc/s400/MrsStutzelHoodie.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459273323502980002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S8M8LnmB-3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/mPTA_7ZwqOs/s1600/IMG_5033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S8M8LnmB-3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/mPTA_7ZwqOs/s400/IMG_5033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459273343607896946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S8M8KoqJC5I/AAAAAAAAAJk/NYQTqJ43MlQ/s1600/IMG_5034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S8M8KoqJC5I/AAAAAAAAAJk/NYQTqJ43MlQ/s400/IMG_5034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459273326713703314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S8M8LKmgbGI/AAAAAAAAAJs/xJChwrRAjQk/s1600/IMG_5037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S8M8LKmgbGI/AAAAAAAAAJs/xJChwrRAjQk/s400/IMG_5037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459273335825263714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S8M8MbUURTI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/X9z1bZMJm8E/s1600/GoingIntoChurch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S8M8MbUURTI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/X9z1bZMJm8E/s400/GoingIntoChurch.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459273357492241714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-8947495185015809312?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8947495185015809312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8947495185015809312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/04/few-getting-ready-photos.html' title='A few getting ready photos'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S8M8KcspS6I/AAAAAAAAAJc/qHLZ0UxZbfc/s72-c/MrsStutzelHoodie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-5073897411971023945</id><published>2010-04-11T18:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T18:11:10.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Married!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did it!  We are married!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S8JIod2810I/AAAAAAAAAI0/juuM4LpngqQ/s1600/Presentation.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S8JIod2810I/AAAAAAAAAI0/juuM4LpngqQ/s400/Presentation.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459005558373537602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And exhausted!  I'll be back after a nice rest to share photos, recaps, vendor reviews, and more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-5073897411971023945?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/5073897411971023945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/5073897411971023945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/04/were-married.html' title='We&apos;re Married!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S8JIod2810I/AAAAAAAAAI0/juuM4LpngqQ/s72-c/Presentation.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-8196231890309873228</id><published>2010-04-09T20:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T20:59:33.878-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow's the wedding!</title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've had dinner and now I am in the for the night!  Here's my plan for the evening:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Welcome my friend Jess, who is crashing at my place tonight.  She took the bus from Maine!  Bless her heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Drink a lot of water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Do a Mint Julep masque.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*I sense there will be some "Sex and the City" watching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Take a shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Take a Claritin and go to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hair and makeup starts tomorrow at 9 a.m. sharp!  My sister Lee in China will be beaming in via iChat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-8196231890309873228?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8196231890309873228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8196231890309873228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/04/tomorrows-wedding.html' title='Tomorrow&apos;s the wedding!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-7890756056367079959</id><published>2010-04-09T14:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T14:46:57.972-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation Get Nice Nails: The Final Visit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today was my last trip to the nail salon!  And I had a few folks come along!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister!  We both got pedicures, just to treat ourselves.  Sister refuses to pose for pictures, so I have a lot of shots of the back of her head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S790l_A7jzI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ERpoK5R639s/s320/IMG_4986.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458209469315649330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My mother!  So many colors, so little time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S790nidrk4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/WaH_oah9B7w/s320/IMG_4989.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458209496011346818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S790majuHlI/AAAAAAAAAIM/9f3FVS4AuhA/s320/IMG_4987.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458209476709326418" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Even Marc came and got a manicure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S790ocA7-cI/AAAAAAAAAIk/px5zAyTNkTI/s1600/IMG_4990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S790ocA7-cI/AAAAAAAAAIk/px5zAyTNkTI/s320/IMG_4990.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458209511460043202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me!  I don't get all these brides that look all cute the days leading up to their wedding.  All I have energy for is sweats!  And my "Soon to Be Mrs." hoodie.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S790m7MbnLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/vYozB00xgeU/s1600/IMG_4988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S790m7MbnLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/vYozB00xgeU/s320/IMG_4988.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458209485470014642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My final manicure!  I am very pleased.  Note Twinkie trying to sneak into the shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S791nTjl-nI/AAAAAAAAAIs/dbWFSGfHtvA/s320/IMG_4993.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458210591521241714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S790l_A7jzI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ERpoK5R639s/s1600/IMG_4986.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-7890756056367079959?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/7890756056367079959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/7890756056367079959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/04/operation-get-nice-nails-final-visit.html' title='Operation Get Nice Nails: The Final Visit!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S790l_A7jzI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ERpoK5R639s/s72-c/IMG_4986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-5678744865710656953</id><published>2010-04-09T00:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T00:25:49.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging the Pom-Poms Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This afternoon, before our rehearsal, my sister and I decorated the reception hall with the famous &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewartweddings.com/article/pom-poms-and-luminarias"&gt;Martha Stewart Pom-Poms&lt;/a&gt;.  We got into a good rhythm- sister put the pom-poms together and fluffed them, I cut fishing line, strung it along the ceiling, and hung pom-poms.  They really do come together fast once you get into it.  Hello down there, sister!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S76qqONFNWI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Jg1044vx74Y/s1600/IMG_4966.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S76qqONFNWI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Jg1044vx74Y/s320/IMG_4966.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457987440763811170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S76qpXPzlMI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jRTYMleecAs/s1600/IMG_4968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S76qpXPzlMI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jRTYMleecAs/s320/IMG_4968.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457987426011288770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The ladder of doom!  Seriously, pretty sure the church bought this ladder when they built the building in the 1920s.  The wood was rotting, there were screws hanging off, and it shook back and forth every time you climbed it.  It's amazing I'm still alive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S76qoFm7KOI/AAAAAAAAAHc/NPbL4pIomeg/s1600/IMG_4970.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S76qoFm7KOI/AAAAAAAAAHc/NPbL4pIomeg/s320/IMG_4970.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457987404096547042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;My major tip?  Don't drop your spool of fishing line on the floor from the top of a ladder, breaking it and tangling all the fishing line.  That took a lot of time for the rest of the afternoon, untangling the blob everytime I needed some.  Fishing line is about $6 a spool, save yourself some heartache and buy two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-5678744865710656953?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/5678744865710656953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/5678744865710656953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/04/hanging-pom-poms-time.html' title='Hanging the Pom-Poms Time!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S76qqONFNWI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Jg1044vx74Y/s72-c/IMG_4966.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-5221940811073378706</id><published>2010-04-08T11:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T11:14:45.589-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Night Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Bachelorette party last night!  Dinner at the &lt;a href="http://www.brickcafe.com"&gt;Brick Cafe&lt;/a&gt; and then karaoke at &lt;a href="http://karaokeshout.com/"&gt;Karaoke Shout&lt;/a&gt;!  What fun we had!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S73yqVCaXqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YQwmv7_ZNHM/s1600/25698_913826582049_800253_51130389_1006157_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S73yqVCaXqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YQwmv7_ZNHM/s320/25698_913826582049_800253_51130389_1006157_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457785132458598050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-5221940811073378706?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/5221940811073378706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/5221940811073378706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/04/girls-night-out.html' title='Girls Night Out!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S73yqVCaXqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YQwmv7_ZNHM/s72-c/25698_913826582049_800253_51130389_1006157_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-6037590274095594045</id><published>2010-04-06T19:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T19:15:11.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Shower</title><content type='html'>Today was my last day at the office before the wedding, and the girls at work organized a shower for me!  So sweet.  It's pretty stressful being the guest of honor at a shower, though- opening all the gifts, everyone looking at you.  They were so generous and it made me feel like a terrible person!  Does this make me crazy?  This is how I feel at present parties- insufficient.  And the room felt like it was about 100 degrees!  Putting that stress aside, I had a lovely time.  They really put together a lovely spread!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4013/4497864211_30a85f806c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4061/4497862857_10f0b42cec.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2698/4497866261_60d7148737.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How much do we love my fabulous bow hat!  I might just wear it to the airport tomorrow to pick up my family.  I had such a slew of gifts, I had to take a cab home!  Once home, I showed little Twinkie one of the cards.  In typical dog style, she was not overly impressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wzOaKjilgOk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wzOaKjilgOk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-6037590274095594045?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6037590274095594045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6037590274095594045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/04/work-shower.html' title='Work Shower'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4013/4497864211_30a85f806c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-1670638599030738469</id><published>2010-04-05T22:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T23:01:41.085-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guestlist Mixup 2, and this one's a doozy!</title><content type='html'>We realized we &lt;a href="http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/03/guilty-confession-mixup-on-guest-list.html"&gt;forgot to send out an invite&lt;/a&gt; to a dear friend back in March, so I figured we had worked out all our guest list kinks.  Wrong!  We forgot somebody else, too.  Our church is currently between pastors, and we've had a number of guest pastors in the interim period.  One has been a great friend to us, particularly in the last few months as Marc thinks about attending seminary.  I would say we forgot to send him an invitation, but that would imply we thought of it in the first place.  He's just one of those random floating people, you know- not in our church directory, not a regular attendee we see every week out in the pews, not a Facebook friend.  We made an announcement at church that all of our church family was invited, but he didn't happen to be there that week.  He was doing all of our Holy Week services, and I realized Thursday night, uh oh, we totally forgot Pastor.  Then Marc heard Friday from one of the old ladies that Pastor had mentioned to her that he wasn't invited.  Ouch.  That made it even worse- then when I gave him an invite on Saturday (7 days before the wedding!), he probably thought I only did it because he mentioned it to somebody, and that's not true at all!  Oh well.  Pastor, if you're out there, know that we love you and your presence is much desired at the wedding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-1670638599030738469?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/1670638599030738469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/1670638599030738469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/04/guestlist-mixup-2-and-this-ones-doozy.html' title='Guestlist Mixup 2, and this one&apos;s a doozy!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-7302621206916887917</id><published>2010-04-04T15:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T15:52:00.952-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation Get Nice Nails: Week 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Week 3! And I finally found the perfect shade for the wedding day- Adore-A-Ball. The Essie website describes it as "A sheer soft pink, perfect for a french manicure." To me, it's the perfect balance of pink and nude, sheer and opaque. To you, it probably looks just like the colors from the two previous weeks. That's probably good for me to keep in mind, though- in the end, any shade is going to be just fine. Boring blog post, but lesson learned! If only I were searching for blues or oranges or purples.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S7jtiX_zkEI/AAAAAAAAAHM/TRtUF8iZcvI/s1600/AdoreABall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S7jtiX_zkEI/AAAAAAAAAHM/TRtUF8iZcvI/s320/AdoreABall.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456372123372326978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is about as I let my nails get before I cut them off, so this is going to be a weird week, as I get used to having nails.  This is what I get for having really deep-set fingernails; it takes me FOREVER to grow them to a length that looks "normal", forget long.  They are already getting in the way of my typing a little bit.  If they weren't done up, they'd probably already be breaking.  Wish I was living a life where getting a weekly manicure every week made sense!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-7302621206916887917?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/7302621206916887917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/7302621206916887917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/04/operation-get-nice-nails-week-3.html' title='Operation Get Nice Nails: Week 3'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S7jtiX_zkEI/AAAAAAAAAHM/TRtUF8iZcvI/s72-c/AdoreABall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-1423420471356021915</id><published>2010-04-01T13:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T13:05:00.264-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Burning Down the House</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, I put some bread in the oven to toast (because, &lt;a href="http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/03/hand-for-toaster.html"&gt;like I said&lt;/a&gt;, I don't have a toaster).  I was in a rush to eat and get out for errands, so I put the oven on "Broil".  Then FedEx came with a wedding gift.  Oooo, china and flatware from my aunt!  She's so sweet, I can't wait to see her.  I should pull out my stationery and write her a thank-you note.  And I'm so excited about my new &lt;a href="https://shop.usps.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?catalogId=10001&amp;amp;storeId=10052&amp;amp;productId=10006680&amp;amp;langId=-1&amp;amp;parent_category_rn=10000003&amp;amp;top_category=10000003&amp;amp;categoryId=10000068&amp;amp;top=&amp;amp;currentPage=0&amp;amp;sort=&amp;amp;viewAll=N&amp;amp;rn=CategoriesDisplay&amp;amp;WT.ac=10006680"&gt;Abstract Expressionist stamps&lt;/a&gt;.  They're art for my envelopes, literally!  Better make sure I write the addresses small so there's room for the stamp- Wait, what's that smell?  You guessed it.  I burnt the toast- and probably my face, too, while I pulled the  charred pieces out.  Thank goodness Marc has a high tolerance for burned things.  Me, if it's even a little brown, I don't want it.  He'll practically eat charcoal.  Which he did, with some turkey and avocado on top.  Yet another reason we need a toaster!  In the meantime, I'll be turning off all cooking appliances when distractions arrive in the mail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-1423420471356021915?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/1423420471356021915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/1423420471356021915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/04/burning-down-house.html' title='Burning Down the House'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-3851609033555008241</id><published>2010-03-31T12:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T12:44:20.469-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of Cute?</title><content type='html'>I really should stop looking at wedding blogs at this point.  I keep seeing cute stuff and thinking, ahhhhh, why am I not doing that?  Like, look at this &lt;a href="http://offbeatbride.com/2010/03/1950s-candy-wedding"&gt;FREAKIN' ADORABLE WEDDING&lt;/a&gt; (the bride's blog is &lt;a href="http://www.funwithjubby.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;).  I want it all!  I want the decorations, I want the mustaches, I want the food setup.  I want all the little random bits scattered around to set a mood.  Like, look at that bucket of cowboy hats- I didn't realize I needed something like that until I saw it.  I don't think I have any of that kind of stuff.  I may have to go on a shopping spree this weekend to see if I can find.... something.  I don't know.  I really should stop looking at wedding blogs at this point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-3851609033555008241?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/3851609033555008241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/3851609033555008241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/03/lack-of-cute.html' title='Lack of Cute?'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-1457427554045609619</id><published>2010-03-29T11:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T11:37:42.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping an eye on the weather</title><content type='html'>Now that I'm past the two-week mark, I've started to look at the weather for our wedding day.  &lt;a href="http://www.accuweather.com/"&gt;Accuweather.com&lt;/a&gt; does 15 day extended forecasts, and naturally, I've been looking at ours every day.  Thankfully, we're well past the point of worrying about snow (I hope!), but you know the old saying about "April Showers".  Who cares about May flowers!  I don't need 'em, I need flowers for April 10 and then I really don't care anymore.  That's why the rain today, and tomorrow, and the next day, won't get me down.  Good!  Rain all you want, sky!  Get it out of your system before my family arrives next week.  The extended forecast for the week in general is looking good- no rain, highs in the 60s, lows in the 50s.  The forecast for our actual wedding day shifts every day.  Yesterday, it was going to be sunny, high 60s/50s.  Today, it's going to be cloudy, low 60s/40s.  I do hope the sun wins out in the end!  And PLEASE, no rain!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-1457427554045609619?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/1457427554045609619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/1457427554045609619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/03/keeping-eye-on-weather.html' title='Keeping an eye on the weather'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-7072797519732088829</id><published>2010-03-28T10:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T10:09:00.494-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation Get Nice Nails: Week 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Back to the salon for my second manicure before the wedding.  My nail have grown out a little!  I think my fingers are already looking more sophisticated.  Several of you gave me nail color suggestions, and I had them all in mind- but my salon didn't have any of them in stock!  Boo.  I ended up picking something I thought would look nice- essie's "It's In The Bag".  Really not liking the color- you can't tell in the picture, but it's very pink.  My dress is ivory and champagne, so something this pink would really POP in a bad way.  At least in person- it looks fine in the picture I took, and would probably look fine in all the other pictures, because who cares other than me?  Nobody.  I'm still getting a nude color next Friday, though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S61o-BSO42I/AAAAAAAAAG8/GYlsCTB229s/s1600/It%27sInTheBag.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S61o-BSO42I/AAAAAAAAAG8/GYlsCTB229s/s320/It%27sInTheBag.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453130138521625442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-7072797519732088829?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/7072797519732088829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/7072797519732088829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/03/operation-get-nice-nails-week-2.html' title='Operation Get Nice Nails: Week 2'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S61o-BSO42I/AAAAAAAAAG8/GYlsCTB229s/s72-c/It%27sInTheBag.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-1064066813531488826</id><published>2010-03-26T12:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T12:49:20.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wedding Night!</title><content type='html'>Close your dirty minds, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just about two weeks (!) until the wedding, and I've had a change of heart regarding our wedding night &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;accommodations&lt;/span&gt;.  I always thought money was going to be very tight, and so I figured staying at my apartment on our wedding night would be a reasonable way to save money.  However, as the day approaches, our budget improves and my apartment gets messier and messier, the thought of coming back to my basement cave after our wedding makes me very depressed.  Particularly considering what it represents- I had really been looking forward to moving into a new apartment right after our wedding, but now, we will not be moving for several months, opting instead to have Marc move into my place in the interim.  My place is already small, smaller every time a wedding gift gets delivered (not that we mind the gifts!), and I think once he moves his stuff in, it's going to be a total nightmare.  For one night, I'd like to be able to pretend I'll be living in the lap of luxury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S6zjsn4m8dI/AAAAAAAAAG0/bG3PcPrEb_M/s1600/NewYorkCity-Waldorf-Astoria-Deluxe-Room-waldorfastorianewyorkroom2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S6zjsn4m8dI/AAAAAAAAAG0/bG3PcPrEb_M/s320/NewYorkCity-Waldorf-Astoria-Deluxe-Room-waldorfastorianewyorkroom2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452983604598993362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why are hotel rooms always bigger and nicer than my apartment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm looking at hotels!  Leaning toward the &lt;a href="http://www.waldorfastoria.com/"&gt;Waldorf-Astoria&lt;/a&gt;, so we can do the decadent Sunday Brunch at &lt;a href="http://www.peacockalleyrestaurant.com"&gt;Peacock Alley&lt;/a&gt; the next morning.  Seriously, look at &lt;a href="http://nymag.com/listings/restaurant/peacock-alley/menus/brunch.html"&gt;this menu&lt;/a&gt;.  Incredible!  After weeks of closely watching my diet to make sure I don't put on any last-minute pounds, 6 kinds of Eggs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Benedict&lt;/span&gt; sounds like just what the doctor ordered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-1064066813531488826?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/1064066813531488826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/1064066813531488826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/03/wedding-night.html' title='The Wedding Night!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S6zjsn4m8dI/AAAAAAAAAG0/bG3PcPrEb_M/s72-c/NewYorkCity-Waldorf-Astoria-Deluxe-Room-waldorfastorianewyorkroom2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-4162171276370227932</id><published>2010-03-24T22:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T22:46:44.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Giveaway Winner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S6rOIJFM9oI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gRmexSspXOY/s1600/What-Do-We-Do-Now-Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 156px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S6rOIJFM9oI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gRmexSspXOY/s320/What-Do-We-Do-Now-Cover.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452396938157422210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all who entered the giveaway for a copy of &lt;a href="http://www.keithandthegirl.com/book"&gt;What Do We Do Now: Keith and the Girl's Smart Answers to Your Stupid Relationship Questions&lt;/a&gt;.  The winner is &lt;b&gt;mom2mna&lt;/b&gt;.  Congratulations!  Please e-mail me so I can ship you your book!  And everyone else- run out and buy a copy of this book!  You will be glad you did.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-4162171276370227932?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/4162171276370227932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/4162171276370227932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/03/giveaway-winner.html' title='Giveaway Winner!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S6rOIJFM9oI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gRmexSspXOY/s72-c/What-Do-We-Do-Now-Cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-7729288155578742121</id><published>2010-03-23T18:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T18:48:42.689-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A hand for the toaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S6lDqS-fNiI/AAAAAAAAAGk/b3ylkrZZI4Q/s1600-h/img13m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S6lDqS-fNiI/AAAAAAAAAGk/b3ylkrZZI4Q/s320/img13m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451963217836193314" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Isn't &lt;a href="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/products_g/5219902/?registryId=2278506&amp;amp;fromrgl=1"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; a lovely toaster?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When did toasters go out of fashion as wedding gifts?  When did they suddenly become the butt of every joke?  "Hope you don't end up with 16 toasters!"  "Gotta register, or all you'll wind up with is toasters!"  You're looking at a girl who does not own a toaster.  I've been coasting by for years just toasting things in the regular oven, but now that I'm going to be a married lady, I've decided I would like a toaster.  I cannot lie: the main reason I want a toaster is so I can make &lt;a href="http://www.leggomyeggo.com/"&gt;Eggo Waffles.&lt;/a&gt;  You can't make an Eggo in the oven!  As a result, I haven't had one in years, and I am craving them hardcore.  I was just thinking today about how I ate them for breakfast when I was younger.  An Eggo Waffle with rainbow chip frosting.  Yes, my mother let me have a waffle with frosting for breakfast.  And it was delicious.  Probably couldn't stomach it now, but I hope to have a toaster soon so I can find out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-7729288155578742121?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/7729288155578742121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/7729288155578742121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/03/hand-for-toaster.html' title='A hand for the toaster'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S6lDqS-fNiI/AAAAAAAAAGk/b3ylkrZZI4Q/s72-c/img13m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-6331995594186654068</id><published>2010-03-20T12:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T12:30:25.505-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Giveaway Extension!</title><content type='html'>Hey- I'm extending my &lt;a href="http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/03/keith-and-girl-relationship-book.html"&gt;book giveaway deadline&lt;/a&gt; until Sunday, March 21st at 9 p.m.  You still have a chance to win!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-6331995594186654068?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6331995594186654068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6331995594186654068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/03/giveaway-extension.html' title='Giveaway Extension!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-4408346245239441569</id><published>2010-03-19T21:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T21:59:31.905-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation Get Nice Nails Commences</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've never been big on nails- I was a nail biter way back in the day, so for as long as I can remember, I've kept my nails trimmed very, very short.  But that just won't do for the wedding day!  I'd like to grow my nails out a little to make my sausage fingers look a little longer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; New York City is a great city to care about your nails.  There are nail salons everywhere!  And because of the competition, services are wicked cheap.  I got a pedicure AND a manicure tonight for $18 (plus a nice tip).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to get a manicure every week (or as needed) until the wedding.  That sounds like a lot, but it's only 3 weeks away!  AHHHHHHH!  I was reading some book the other day that suggested you get weekly manicures for &lt;i&gt;3 months&lt;/i&gt; before the wedding.  I'm vain but not that vain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm hoping to use my weekly manicures as a trial period for different polish colors.  Tonight's color is "Blushing Bride"- and yes, the name is totally why I picked it.  It's very sheer and subtle- a little too subtle for my taste.  I want a simple, subdued color, but I want something that looks like more than a clear polish.  It's good for this first week, though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S6Qnkibe64I/AAAAAAAAAGc/CUwIDj4xn1I/s1600-h/BlushingBride.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S6Qnkibe64I/AAAAAAAAAGc/CUwIDj4xn1I/s320/BlushingBride.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450524957695994754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-4408346245239441569?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/4408346245239441569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/4408346245239441569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/03/operation-get-nice-nails-commences.html' title='Operation Get Nice Nails Commences'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S6Qnkibe64I/AAAAAAAAAGc/CUwIDj4xn1I/s72-c/BlushingBride.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-6354256692132287214</id><published>2010-03-18T16:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T16:14:29.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty Time!  First up, facercise!</title><content type='html'>With the wedding a mere ::gulp:: 23 days away, it's time to start getting beautiful! Well, let's be serious, I'm always working to get more beautiful, but now the task seems ever more urgent! The first item on my beauty to-do list is a bit controversial- face exercises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S6KIT_pIz-I/AAAAAAAAAFw/W3K3mBvEYNY/s1600-h/facercise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S6KIT_pIz-I/AAAAAAAAAFw/W3K3mBvEYNY/s320/facercise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450068376154591202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's right, I &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Carole-Maggio-Facercise-Muscle-Toning-Appearance/dp/0399527834"&gt;facercise&lt;/a&gt;.  Scoff all you want, that stuff WORKS.  I did a 30-day stint last year, and I could definitely see the improvements when it was all done.  Which begs the question, why don't I do it all the time?  Laziness, pure and simple.  It's not like the results were astounding- no one came up to me and said, my word!  Look at your new, improved face!  I couldn't pinpoint one thing in particular that changed for the better; all I know is that after I had been doing it for awhile, my face looked fresher and more alive.  Which is important when you're an olive-skinned girl, particularly at this time of year.  I don't want to be green at my wedding!  Even if the positive results are all in my head, that's good enough for me.  So anyway, if you happen to spot me on the bus in the coming weeks, squeezing my eyes shut and moving my eyebrows up and down, know that it's all being done for a good cause!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-6354256692132287214?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6354256692132287214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6354256692132287214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/03/beauty-time-first-up-facercise.html' title='Beauty Time!  First up, facercise!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S6KIT_pIz-I/AAAAAAAAAFw/W3K3mBvEYNY/s72-c/facercise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-5224100278638106928</id><published>2010-03-16T21:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T21:53:00.335-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOMG Gift Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Look what we got in the mail from one of Marc's best friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S57kzm7aR4I/AAAAAAAAAFg/9by2E0s-9Fg/s1600-h/Wii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S57kzm7aR4I/AAAAAAAAAFg/9by2E0s-9Fg/s320/Wii.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449044174439073666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not the dog, or the dog chew sticks.  A Wii!  Marc's roommate has a Wii, and we thought it would be fun to have one, so we added it to the registry as something of a gag, but I never thought someone would actually get it for us!  I'm totally embarrassed by the generosity!  And by the fact that we don't even own a TV between the two of us.  I guess that's next on our shopping list!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-5224100278638106928?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/5224100278638106928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/5224100278638106928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/03/zomg-gift-time.html' title='ZOMG Gift Time!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S57kzm7aR4I/AAAAAAAAAFg/9by2E0s-9Fg/s72-c/Wii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-8902151970441471621</id><published>2010-03-14T23:13:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T12:31:11.204-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Keith and the Girl Relationship Book Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;*Edit: I've extended the deadline for entries through Sunday, March 21st at 9 p.m.  Enter now!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had a great evening tonight- I went to a bingo event at &lt;a href="http://www.lolitabar.net/"&gt;Lolita Bar&lt;/a&gt; hosted by the two funniest people on the internet, Keith and Chemda from the internet radio show &lt;a href="http://www.keithandthegirl.com/"&gt;Keith and the Girl&lt;/a&gt;.  I have been a huge fan of their show for years- I was listening back when they did show #100, and now they're past 1100!  They do 5 hilarious shows a week, that I put on my iPod and laugh along to on the bus.  Laugh at something everyone can hear, and the world laughs with you.  Laugh at something only you can hear, and you'll get extra breathing room on the bus.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight's bingo event was extra-special because Keith and Chemda are celebrating the release of their relationship book, &lt;a href="http://www.keithandthegirl.com/book/"&gt;What Do We Do Now?  Keith and the Girl's Smart Answers to Your Stupid Relationship Questions.&lt;/a&gt;  My pre-ordered copy arrived earlier this week, and it is hilaaaaaarious and insightful.  The questions are answered in a conversational style, with little icons that let you know if you're hearing from Keith or Chemda.  The chapters are organized by topic- "Money", "Sex and Kink", "Household"- there's even a chapter on "Marriage"!  You definitely want to hear their answers to tough questions like, "Should I take out a loan to buy my girlfriend the engagement ring of her dreams?", "Does a prenup mean we don't love each other?" and "Should I push my live-in boyfriend into proposing?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.keithandthegirl.com/images/Book/What-Do-We-Do-Now-Cover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so pleased that I can give away this book as my first-ever Kate the Bride giveaway!  You can enter from right now until Saturday, March 20th, at 12 noon ET.  You can get up to 3 entries, by doing the following three things:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  Go to &lt;a href="http://www.keithandthegirl.com/book/"&gt;KeithAndTheGirl.com/book&lt;/a&gt;, read the chapter of the book posted on the website, and leave me a comment with your favorite question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  Tweet about the giveaway including a link (http://tinyurl.com/yzvrnkr&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt; and leave a comment below with a link to your tweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  Blog about the giveaway including a link&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;, and leave a comment below with a link to your post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's it!  The winner will get one copy of the (soon to be New York Times Bestseller, I can just feel it in my bones) book, and some cute stickers, too.  Get to it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Disclaimers:  You must comment directly on my &lt;a href="http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/03/keith-and-girl-relationship-book.html"&gt;KateTheBride.blogpost.com entry&lt;/a&gt; to win- comments left on TheKnot.com will not be counted.  Yes, you can leave all 3 entries in one comment.  Winner will be chosen at random.  There will only be one winner.  If you win but I can't figure out how to contact you or you never get back to me with your mailing address, I will chose another winner.  Will only ship to a US address (including APOs/FPOs, because military people deserve it).  If you try to cheat me, you will be subject to Keith's Justice, and let me tell you, it ain't pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-8902151970441471621?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8902151970441471621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8902151970441471621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/03/keith-and-girl-relationship-book.html' title='Keith and the Girl Relationship Book Giveaway!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-8201280363935404037</id><published>2010-03-12T19:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T19:17:19.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake Time!</title><content type='html'>Ugh, I have had NO TIME lately for wedding stuff.  And it's coming up so fast!   So fast that all my little computer counters have lost their minds.  According to them, it's somewhere between 27-29 days to the wedding.  Some even said "Wedding in 29 Days (30 Days)" yesterday.  Hey, little tickers, get it together.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow, we will be ordering our sheet cakes at Costco!  I am SO FREAKIN' EXCITED about these cakes.  You have to understand, I'm not a big sweets eater.  I find most desserts to be too rich or too sweet to truly be enjoyable.  But a few months ago, we got a Costco cake to say goodbye to a dear church friend as she moved to Chicago, and this cake was INCREDIBLE!  Vanilla cake, vanilla cheesecake filling, and cream cheese frosting.  I wanted to bring it home and eat it every day (but settled for finding excuses to eat it from the church fridge for 3 days in a row).  I'm so excited to share it with our guests!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2516/3766110457_923b90b827.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now, to decide which little pictures I want.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-8201280363935404037?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8201280363935404037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8201280363935404037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/03/cake-time.html' title='Cake Time!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2516/3766110457_923b90b827_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-5938727501469785171</id><published>2010-03-10T06:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T06:29:00.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our tasting: behold the goodies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We met with and signed a contract with our dessert caterer- check out these yummies!  I look forward to stuffing my face with all this goodness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S5Q3dy-i7oI/AAAAAAAAAFY/stIWET2Bmig/s1600-h/IMG_4936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S5Q3dy-i7oI/AAAAAAAAAFY/stIWET2Bmig/s320/IMG_4936.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446038834437615234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cookies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S5Q3XyEuo2I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/AHOpJSAmS-A/s1600-h/IMG_4937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 188px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S5Q3XyEuo2I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/AHOpJSAmS-A/s320/IMG_4937.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446038731115897698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scones with lingonberry jam and buttercream frosting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S5Q27Js_iDI/AAAAAAAAAFI/SbzyJzojnIM/s1600-h/IMG_4938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S5Q27Js_iDI/AAAAAAAAAFI/SbzyJzojnIM/s320/IMG_4938.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446038239242586162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little cupcakes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-5938727501469785171?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/5938727501469785171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/5938727501469785171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-tasting-behold-goodies.html' title='Our tasting: behold the goodies!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S5Q3dy-i7oI/AAAAAAAAAFY/stIWET2Bmig/s72-c/IMG_4936.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-3457069186406781342</id><published>2010-03-08T10:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T10:44:00.231-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilty confession: A mixup on the guest list</title><content type='html'>A friend from church mentioned to me the other day that she hadn't gotten her invitation yet.  It's been two weeks, so it totally should have arrived by now.  No problem, I said; I have a few extra, I'll send you another one.  I went onto our wedding website to pull up her username and password and.... she wasn't on the list.  I had forgotten to send her one in the first place!  Eeeeee.  That's embarrassing.  Don't know how it happened; I got her mailing address and everything.  At least I found out before the wedding.  My friend got the "replacement" invitation in the mail already.  Don't think I'll tell her about the mixup :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-3457069186406781342?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/3457069186406781342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/3457069186406781342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/03/guilty-confession-mixup-on-guest-list.html' title='Guilty confession: A mixup on the guest list'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-4842830818848370289</id><published>2010-03-05T07:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T07:37:00.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't mess with the judge</title><content type='html'>A little Friday fun for you- a bride, a photographer, and Judge Joe Brown.  Moral of the story: don't mess with the bride!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/js7RzcdDcMs&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/js7RzcdDcMs&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-4842830818848370289?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/4842830818848370289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/4842830818848370289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/03/dont-mess-with-judge.html' title='Don&apos;t mess with the judge'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-2568440227226965975</id><published>2010-03-03T19:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T20:07:47.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am A Stalker</title><content type='html'>Hello, my name is Kate the Bride, and I am a registry stalker.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Registry stalking, for those who don't know (and if you're crazy enough to read wedding blogs, you know, so don't play), is where you regularly check in on your online gift registries, to see what's been purchased.  I personally look at mine every day.  I can't help it!  It's so exciting!  People are BUYING ME THINGS- we've gotten 4 gifts so far, all from our Bed, Bath and Beyond registry.  Some might say, oh, but that ruins the surprise, but I don't think that's true.  I already picked out all this stuff, no gift from a registry is a surprise.  It's seeing who gave the gift that is the really exciting part.  I try to guess before opening a gift who it's from, and I never guess right!  People have been so generous, it's really sweet.  And I'm letting each and every one of them know via thank-you note!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-2568440227226965975?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/2568440227226965975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/2568440227226965975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-stalker.html' title='I Am A Stalker'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-8902253611361309027</id><published>2010-03-01T09:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T09:39:00.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Licensed and ready!</title><content type='html'>We got our marriage license!  I got off work a little early, and booked it downtown to the Manhattan marriage bureau.  Of COURSE the train I was on was wicked slow, but thankfully, I did arrive with about half an hour to spare (it closes at 3:45?  Really?  Come on, that's cruel).  It only took about 5 minutes once we were there- you fill out the registration form at home, and bring in a copy of your confirmation number, so all there really is to do is double and triple check that everything was entered correctly, and pay your $35.  The woman we worked with was surprised Marc was taking my surname, saying that rarely happens but it's the second groom she had do it this week.  Once you have your license, you can sit back and watch the bride parade!  Young and old, all in white- short dresses seemed to rule the day, despite the blizzard outside.  I bet it would be fun to spend a whole day at the marriage bureau.  You're probably not allowed, but I'd do it if I could!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-8902253611361309027?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8902253611361309027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8902253611361309027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/03/licensed-and-ready.html' title='Licensed and ready!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-5195870977077148460</id><published>2010-02-26T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T10:30:00.388-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Party: The FASHION!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S4Scv3nEC3I/AAAAAAAAAFA/YiWgWMXHlgk/s1600-h/IMG_4923.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The final part of the &lt;a href="http://theweddinglibrary.com/weddingpartyny/index.html"&gt;Wedding Party &lt;/a&gt;was a fashion show, in two parts.  The first was a Bridesmaid show from the &lt;a href="http://www.theweddinglibrary.com/"&gt;Wedding Library&lt;/a&gt;.  I had a hard time getting pictures of a lot of these dresses, as the models didn't do a great job of holding a pose, but I still managed to capture a few of my favorites:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S4SZOluCjII/AAAAAAAAAEg/nz2bK6TVgKI/s320/IMG_4916.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441642725692836994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Short Straight style by &lt;a href="http://www.twobirdsbridesmaid.com/"&gt;twobirds&lt;/a&gt;.  This is one of those dresses that wraps, where you can wear it about 15 billion ways.  This model had hers with a slightly open X in the back, and it looked great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S4SZR1ySgsI/AAAAAAAAAEo/TRhORPaA954/s1600-h/IMG_4919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S4SZR1ySgsI/AAAAAAAAAEo/TRhORPaA954/s320/IMG_4919.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441642781545235138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lelarose.com/"&gt;Lela Rose&lt;/a&gt;.  I think this look could even work for a bride!  Think Vegas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next up, bridal fashion by VERA WANG.  VERA MUTHAFUCKIN' WANG.  I was so excited.  I don't know how I ended up at a Vera Wang runway presentation, I'm not fancy enough to be in the same room as a Vera Wang gown, that's for certain.  And yet, there they were!  Every dress divine, every model KILLING IT- walking tall, proud and slow enough that you had a chance to drink in every detail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S4SZU0zS56I/AAAAAAAAAEw/zV4TjNW1E7Q/s1600-h/IMG_4920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S4SZU0zS56I/AAAAAAAAAEw/zV4TjNW1E7Q/s320/IMG_4920.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441642832820627362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Didi, Spring 2010 Collection.  Get thee to the Vera Wang website to see this full length, incredible.  I love that Vera will showcase a dress in a bright color even though she only sells it in white and ivory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S4SZR1ySgsI/AAAAAAAAAEo/TRhORPaA954/s1600-h/IMG_4919.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S4Sbhj23roI/AAAAAAAAAE4/uhOMSB6Ekhg/s320/IMG_4922.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441645250633772674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at all the detail!  All those fluttery pieces- I have no idea what the proper name for them is, but they look like petals.  Perhaps petals will be the new pickups?  If Vera says so, it must be true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S4Scv3nEC3I/AAAAAAAAAFA/YiWgWMXHlgk/s1600-h/IMG_4923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S4Scv3nEC3I/AAAAAAAAAFA/YiWgWMXHlgk/s320/IMG_4923.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441646595965979506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Devon, Spring 2010 collection.  I love this shrug- you know me, I love all shrugs, boleros, wraps.  So classic and lovely (and this one better be, because it cost more than my wedding dress- yes, just the shrug).  This is the last picture I got, because my camera decided to DIE ON ME.  At a Vera Wang fashion show!  How cruel is that?  You need to get thee to the &lt;a href="http://www.verawangonweddings.com/"&gt;Vera Wang website&lt;/a&gt; and look at the &lt;a href="http://www.verawangonweddings.com/fashion/GownCollection.aspx?Catalog=VWOW%20Fashion%20Content&amp;amp;SubCategory=SPRING2010#"&gt;Spring 2010 bridal collection&lt;/a&gt; to get the full collection.  The dress on the bottom row on the right was my favorite- Diana!  You should've seen her come down the aisle.  Gorgeous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-5195870977077148460?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/5195870977077148460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/5195870977077148460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/02/wedding-party-fashion.html' title='Wedding Party: The FASHION!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S4SZOluCjII/AAAAAAAAAEg/nz2bK6TVgKI/s72-c/IMG_4916.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-898047310269169231</id><published>2010-02-24T10:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T10:15:00.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Party: The decor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There were so many beautiful things to see at the &lt;a href="http://theweddinglibrary.com/weddingpartyny/index.html"&gt;Wedding Party&lt;/a&gt;- I only wish I had taken more pictures (of course, I ended up finding out that my camera had a limited lifespan, but more on that later).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S4HJiE4HHoI/AAAAAAAAAEY/i7AH4zGb5cY/s1600-h/IMG_4907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S4HJiE4HHoI/AAAAAAAAAEY/i7AH4zGb5cY/s320/IMG_4907.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440851412102094466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A napkin display from &lt;a href="http://www.foryourparty.com/"&gt;ForYourParty.com&lt;/a&gt;.  I love the color grid!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S4HJe-aASKI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/koitQbVzHUE/s1600-h/IMG_4908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S4HJe-aASKI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/koitQbVzHUE/s320/IMG_4908.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440851358825597090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A pretty in pink table by &lt;a href="http://www.macys.com/"&gt;Macy's&lt;/a&gt;.  I believe I overheard someone say that the china was by Martha Stewart.  Is there anything Martha can't do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S4HJbCiCI8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/Ke5Hwnite5k/s1600-h/IMG_4912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S4HJbCiCI8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/Ke5Hwnite5k/s320/IMG_4912.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440851291213538242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How gorgeous is this table?  Makes me wish I was doing a completely purple wedding.  Sadly, I cannot remember who exactly put this display together- I believe it was &lt;a href="http://www.bentleymeeker.com"&gt;Bentley Meeker&lt;/a&gt; (check out the weddings on their website, they are INSANE).  If you know I'm wrong, please correct me!  I give credit where credit is due.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also saw a demonstration of a &lt;a href="http://smilebooth.com/northeast/"&gt;Smilebooth&lt;/a&gt; and I really want one.  Can I afford it?  Not really.  Would it even work in our venue?  Probably not, because the reception is down stairs and there's no elevator.  Does any of that make me want one any less?  Nooooooooooo.  Pictures, pictures, pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-898047310269169231?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/898047310269169231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/898047310269169231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/02/wedding-party-decor.html' title='Wedding Party: The decor'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S4HJiE4HHoI/AAAAAAAAAEY/i7AH4zGb5cY/s72-c/IMG_4907.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-6183791791638042604</id><published>2010-02-22T09:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T09:31:00.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Party: CAKE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to the gang over at &lt;a href="http://100layercake.com/blog/"&gt;100 Layer Cake&lt;/a&gt;, Marc and I had the chance to attend the &lt;a href="http://www.theweddinglibrary.com/weddingpartyny/index.html"&gt;Wedding Party&lt;/a&gt; yesterday at the &lt;a href="http://www.newyorkpalace.com/"&gt;New York Palace&lt;/a&gt;. What an incredible afternoon it was! I'm going to be blogging bits and pieces of the experience all week. First up, Marc's favorite part: the cake. That was the whole reason he wanted to go, was so he could eat cake. He worried beforehand, what if I get there and there is no cake?? A groom's nightmare. Thankfully, the sweets selection did not disappoint. It seemed every other vendor had some sort of cake, cupcake, candy, or chocolate to sample.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S4GLcxlPakI/AAAAAAAAADo/04Wk0ecnsOA/s320/OneGirlCookies.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440783151302404674" style="text-align: left; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S4GLo_UAN5I/AAAAAAAAAD4/f0nDcCgQWbI/s1600-h/NewYorkPalace.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Gorgeous display from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onegirlcookies.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;One Girl Cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.  Everything looked so beautiful, we weren't sure if we were allowed to sample, but they encouraged everyone who walked by to help themselves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S4GLjNJzpSI/AAAAAAAAADw/m62h66tFU1E/s1600-h/MarthaStewartCake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S4GLjNJzpSI/AAAAAAAAADw/m62h66tFU1E/s320/MarthaStewartCake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440783261782746402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This was just a display- but the whole thing is edible, sugar flowers and all.  You may recognize this from the cover of the Winter 2010 issue of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marthastewartweddings.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Martha Stewart Weddings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.  Cake by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sylviaweinstock.com/index_fl4.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sylvia Weinstock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S4GLo_UAN5I/AAAAAAAAAD4/f0nDcCgQWbI/s320/NewYorkPalace.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440783361146632082" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The in-house catering at the New York Palace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S4GLr-q6EQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/I64vd6aqpDY/s320/MarcEating.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440783412513870082" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Marc says, don't mind if I do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-6183791791638042604?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6183791791638042604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6183791791638042604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/02/wedding-party-cake.html' title='Wedding Party: CAKE!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S4GLcxlPakI/AAAAAAAAADo/04Wk0ecnsOA/s72-c/OneGirlCookies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-3635760349940358423</id><published>2010-02-18T19:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T22:13:31.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Possible Menu</title><content type='html'>A friend heard we were having a dessert reception, and passed along the name of a friend of hers who is a dessert caterer.  Score!  We had thought about self-catering from Costco and the local bakeries, but having someone in charge who knows what they're doing would take a load off my mind.  We've been e-mailing back and forth, and today, she sent me the proposed menu.  How good does this look??&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mini cupcakes (to contrast with the vanilla sheetcakes; choose 1)&lt;br /&gt;  - Devil's food w/Italian buttercream&lt;br /&gt;  - Red velvet with cream cheese frosting  &lt;i&gt;I love red velvet cake!  My new dessert obsession.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cookies&lt;br /&gt;  - Rainbow (aka tri-color)&lt;br /&gt;  - Mini chocolate chip&lt;br /&gt;  - Vanilla spritz &lt;i&gt; I had to Google what these are- nice!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  - White chocolate oatmeal  &lt;i&gt;OMG favorite.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  - Cherry almond biscotti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brownie Bites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cinnamon vanilla blondies w/white chocolate and almond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scones (choose 2)&lt;br /&gt;    - Plain&lt;br /&gt;    - Cranberry  &lt;i&gt;Yessssssss!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    - Lemon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rugelach (choose 2)&lt;br /&gt;    - Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;    - Raspberry&lt;br /&gt;    - Brown sugar cinnamon  &lt;i&gt;Yessssssssssssss!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 lbs Dark or Milk Chocolate Fudge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fruit Platter  &lt;i&gt;For the healthy people, I approve.  I like fruit as well.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so excited about this menu.  Meeting in two weeks for a tasting and to nail down the contract.  I can't waaaaaaaait.  And Marc really can't wait.  He loves dessert.  Check out some assorted shots below he's taken of desserts we've eaten.  You can feel the love radiate through the lens.  If he didn't have me around to keep him in line. he'd probably weigh about 700 pounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3632/3526239618_4fb0962223.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3035/3075745044_f3847de861.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3073/3112618040_ebea9ddff4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-3635760349940358423?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/3635760349940358423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/3635760349940358423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/02/possible-menu.html' title='Possible Menu'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3632/3526239618_4fb0962223_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-2744178434859003250</id><published>2010-02-17T22:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:11:06.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The RSVPs are rolling in</title><content type='html'>The invites we sent last week have mostly arrived.  The RSVPs are beginning to trickle in to the website- it's all I can do not to stare and refresh the page all day long.  I've also gotten plenty of verbal RSVPs, mostly from older people at church (although some have gone on to the website, too, so mad props to the Greatest Generation).  Right this second, we're at 47 people who are coming, 7 people who can't make it, and 122 invites (not people, so, umm, yeah, we've got quite a guest list) that are still unknown.  It's funny, I look at the list and think I know who will make it and who won't, but I think it's possible there are some surprises in store.  An ex co-worker who I love moved to California a few months ago, but I wanted to send her an invite anyway just to let her know I cared.  I talk to her online tonight, and what do I find out?  She's moving back to New York AND she's reuniting with her ex (a guy I loved; I was heartbroken when they broke up)- just in time for the wedding!  How about that!  I've been stressed and a little down the past few days (nothing wedding related), but that warmed my heart.  That and my sister's text from this afternoon- "Remember, always the brideZILLA, never the bride."  We have a running joke via text, where she calls me a Bridezilla and I claim the title with relish.  I'm certain that I'm not one, but it's fun to pretend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-2744178434859003250?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/2744178434859003250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/2744178434859003250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/02/rsvps-are-rolling-in.html' title='The RSVPs are rolling in'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-296860653300088059</id><published>2010-02-15T11:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T11:38:00.271-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Registry Incentives =  Free Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We got something else in the mail this weekend- one of our registry incentives! Have you looked into this? This is one of the coolest things. You register for certain stuff at stores, and just for registering for those things, the company sends you something for free! FREE STUFF! I love free stuff!  And somehow, getting something for free just for making a list of other stuff you want people to buy you seems EXTRA COOL.  Check out the incentives available anywhere you register- both &lt;a href="http://www.bedbathandbeyond.com/regGiftWithRegistry.asp?order_num=-1&amp;amp;WRN=-1891424945"&gt;Bed, Bath and Beyond&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="https://secure.williams-sonoma.com/registry/vendor-offers.html"&gt;Williams-Sonoma&lt;/a&gt; were offering us some great incentives.  We got a petite Le Creuset red casserole dish just for registering for 6 pieces of Le Creuset bakeware.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S3ccLA9b8RI/AAAAAAAAADg/lzYdW01L-Ps/s1600-h/IMG_4865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S3ccLA9b8RI/AAAAAAAAADg/lzYdW01L-Ps/s320/IMG_4865.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437846050634985746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Vanna Kate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may be thinking, Kate, what are you going to do with a casserole dish that small?  You are totally missing the point.  It's free!  And so adorable!  Functionality is not required.  Although I think that little pot could hold the perfect midnight snack's serving of any number of cheesy potato dishes.  Or maybe it'll just sit on my dresser and hold all my rings.  Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S3ccIql3_XI/AAAAAAAAADY/EG-VzgeAPwE/s1600-h/IMG_4864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S3ccIql3_XI/AAAAAAAAADY/EG-VzgeAPwE/s320/IMG_4864.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437846010270842226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Little pot in the big pot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-296860653300088059?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/296860653300088059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/296860653300088059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/02/registry-incentives-free-stuff.html' title='Registry Incentives =  Free Stuff'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S3ccLA9b8RI/AAAAAAAAADg/lzYdW01L-Ps/s72-c/IMG_4865.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-6801957386659561164</id><published>2010-02-12T19:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T19:20:20.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WEDDING GIFT ALERT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got our first wedding gift!! I can't believe it. NOW WE REALLY HAVE TO GET MARRIED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S3Xs6K4n5GI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ELT2-uvPocI/s1600-h/41JN54NAFRL._SL500_AA280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S3Xs6K4n5GI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ELT2-uvPocI/s320/41JN54NAFRL._SL500_AA280_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437512609218159714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lecreuset.co.uk/en-us/"&gt;Le Creuset&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.lecreuset.co.uk/en-us/"&gt;Le Creuset&lt;/a&gt;, how I love &lt;a href="http://www.lecreuset.co.uk/en-us/"&gt;Le Creuset&lt;/a&gt;!  I've never owned one before, and I am raring to go!  Julia Child, here I come.  The friend that sent it hasn't even gotten his invitation yet- he was discussing the wedding with another friend, who showed him our wedding website, and he just went ahead and bought it for us!  His note with the gift said that if you care for cast iron, it will last a long time- kind of like a marriage.  Awwwwwwww.  I love you, GJ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-6801957386659561164?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6801957386659561164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6801957386659561164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/02/wedding-gift-alert.html' title='WEDDING GIFT ALERT!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S3Xs6K4n5GI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ELT2-uvPocI/s72-c/41JN54NAFRL._SL500_AA280_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-4160090601049520998</id><published>2010-02-11T06:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T06:35:00.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben &amp; Jack's for your wedding dinner needs</title><content type='html'>Marc's roommate is a food &amp;amp; drink writer.  I tell you, this is a good friend to have in your arsenal.  She always knows what to drink, she always knows the bartender, and every now and again, she can get you into a killer event.  Last week, she was invited to a press tasting at &lt;a href="http://www.benandjackssteakhouse.com/bnj_5th/"&gt;Ben &amp;amp; Jack's on Fifth Avenue&lt;/a&gt;, and invited me to join her.  And I'm like, oh yeah, free dinner!  I build my life around where the free food is.  One reason I like my job?  Lots of free food left over after events.  My church does food every Sunday.  Heck, I even like weddings because of the food.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We arrived during a light snow flurry.  We were seated (away from the door, like I like- nothing worse than when you go a restaurant and they try to put you right in the draft) and handed menus.  After briefly wondering if they remembered we were comped, we just said, oh well, we'll just order what we like and hang the consequences.  We started with slices of beefsteak tomatoes and mozzarella, which I could eat all day long.  I also had some incredibly hot French Onion soup that stayed hot for an incredibly long time.  And then, STEAK.  Sweet, buttery, rare filet mignon.  With some 'taters and creamed spinach on the side.  Top it all off with some lemon sorbet and a hot fudge sundae (off which we mostly just ate the whipped cream), and we were two very full girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner, we had a chance to check out the private room upstairs.  I don't think it was the steak telling me that this place would be a PERFECT wedding reception or rehearsal dinner location, for a party of practically any size.  They have 5 rooms that can accommodate parties of 10 to 250- in seclusion.  That's my favorite part- that I could have a party with just 9 other people, and still not have to listen to the people at the next table.  Some of the rooms even had TV, if you didn't want to listen to the people you came with.  If you're still looking for a wedding dinner spot, check out Ben and Jack's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-4160090601049520998?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/4160090601049520998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/4160090601049520998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/02/ben-jacks-for-your-wedding-dinner-needs.html' title='Ben &amp; Jack&apos;s for your wedding dinner needs'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-8318216402342567910</id><published>2010-02-09T11:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T11:48:00.171-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Away we go!</title><content type='html'>Invites are going out this week.  I've been taking them to the mailbox in batches- mainly because I didn't think I could do all 150 at once without dropping some of them on the ground.  Two months to go!  I've never understood the wide range of proposed timelines for sending out wedding invitations.  TheKnot.com's checklist was telling me to mail them at 3 months out, which I think is way too early (particularly for an early April wedding, since your card will arrive when people are still hungover from end of the year festivities).  WeddingWire has the task listed under February.  And Miss Manners says "four to six weeks prior to the wedding is acceptable in this age of scattered families and erratically discounted airfares".  Four weeks?  That seems way too late.  I've already had a few friends subtly inquire about their invitation status, and they were relieved to learn that it wasn't that they weren't invited, it's just that we haven't mailed out invites yet.  Can you imagine how nervous people would be if I waited until 4 weeks to sent out the invites?  At that point I probably wouldn't have any friends left!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-8318216402342567910?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8318216402342567910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8318216402342567910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/02/away-we-go.html' title='Away we go!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-6125425372884705161</id><published>2010-02-05T08:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T08:50:00.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The scene: Marc is sitting on the couch, looking through this month's Brides magazine.  I'm sitting at my computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Marc: You know, dear,  what's going to be really hard once we get married?  I mean really really REALLY hard?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate: What?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marc: Keeping cake in the freezer for a whole year and not touching it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate:  Whaaaat?  We're not going to do that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marc: We're not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate: No, of course not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marc: So I can bring home all the cake and eat it before the honeymoon?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate: Of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marc: You're the best, dear!  That's why I'm marrying you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-6125425372884705161?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6125425372884705161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6125425372884705161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/02/cake-talk.html' title='Cake Talk'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-677849498771512868</id><published>2010-02-03T10:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T10:28:00.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To book or not to book?</title><content type='html'>Last summer, we were visiting Marc's parents in Colorado.  I love going out to the suburbs- that's civilized country.  Chain restaurants and strip malls as far as the eye can see.  That's something I miss living in New York.  First thing I do when I get off a plane is go to Wal-Mart and Chili's.  Anyway, I had heard that there was Martha Stewart Wedding stuff at Big Lots, so we popped in one day.  Among other things, I was able to pick up a simple, classic white guestbook for $1.  Score!  Checked it off the list.  Thank you, Martha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, part of giving Martha her due is recognizing that I am no Martha.  I wish I was, truly I did.  When I got laid off earlier this year, I figured I'd use my free days to turn my house into a domestic paradise.  Guess what?  No, I didn't.  My house stayed in roughly the same condition it's in when I'm employed.  Because that's how much I care.  The only thing I cannot stand is clutter.  I am constantly fighting the battle against having too much stuff, and in a small NYC apartment, the battle is constant.  There's nowhere for stuff to hide.  Given that I am planning a wedding, I now have mountains of wedding materials all over my apartment.  &lt;i&gt;And it's driving me crazy.  &lt;/i&gt;I can't wait to get all this stuff out of my house!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which brings me to the topic of the guest book- am I really going to look through it after the wedding is over?  Probably not.  Is it just going to sit in some box or on some shelf taking up space?  Probably.  I'm not all that in love with it- it is what it is, a plain simple book.  And do people really enjoy signing the book when they go to weddings?  I've been to a decent number of weddings, but I've never heard someone yell, "Ooo, the GUESTBOOK!" with the same enthusiasm they reserve for the bride or the cake or the bar.  I'm tempted to cut it.  Weighing the regret of not doing it versus the annoyance of having to lug the thing around for the rest of my life.  Amazingly, knowing me, I think it's the latter that will bug me more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-677849498771512868?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/677849498771512868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/677849498771512868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-book-or-not-to-book.html' title='To book or not to book?'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-4186089567246090861</id><published>2010-02-01T11:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T11:36:00.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Give My Regards to Broadway</title><content type='html'>One of my wedding day dreams is to get away after the reception for a little while to do some city shots.  Any spring or summer Saturday, you see brides and grooms out and about in the city, getting great shots in Central Park, next to the Brooklyn Bridge, or outside The Plaza. &lt;a href="http://kellamacphee.blogspot.com/"&gt; Kella MacPhee&lt;/a&gt; featured a &lt;a href="http://kellamacphee.blogspot.com/2009/05/holly-andy-5909.html"&gt;couple awhile back who went to my #1 dream photo spot&lt;/a&gt;- Times Square!  This might ruin my New Yorker cred, but I love Times Square.  The lights, the colors, the excitement!  People from all over the world standing around, captivated.  All sorts of New York weirdos running around, trying to get their money.  And me, sitting on the steps of the new TKTS booth, watching it all while I kill time before seeing a Broadway show or meeting a friend for dinner.  I can think of no better place to be in love.  The &lt;a href="http://www.nakedcowboy.com/"&gt;Naked Cowboy&lt;/a&gt; agrees- he &lt;a href="http://www.people.com/people/article/0,,20293030,00.html"&gt;wants to open a Times Square Wedding Chapel&lt;/a&gt;!  A Times Square full of brides 24/7- now that's an idea that wins my vote.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/IMG_2596.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/IMG_2579copy-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/IMG_2572copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-4186089567246090861?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/4186089567246090861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/4186089567246090861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/02/give-my-regards-to-broadway.html' title='Give My Regards to Broadway'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-7293618739740545340</id><published>2010-01-29T07:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T07:20:03.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stamp of Approval</title><content type='html'>Starting to the get the invites organized for stamping and sealing.  WHY AM I SENDING OUT SO MANY INVITES?  Oh right, because I love all these people.  It's a good thing, because sorting the piles alone exhausted me.  I addressed over the course of a few days, so this is the first time I'm seeing all the invites stacked together.  Already think I need another sheet or two of stamps.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, Twinkie did her part to help the stamping process.  No, Twinkie, that wasn't the kind of stamping I was talking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6odXv_khQtI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6odXv_khQtI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-7293618739740545340?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/7293618739740545340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/7293618739740545340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/01/stamp-of-approval.html' title='Stamp of Approval'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-6214536350664063161</id><published>2010-01-28T09:48:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T16:18:39.335-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shower Time?</title><content type='html'>Ok, so this entry is for my online friends only.  Real-life friends, stop reading now!  There's some general whining that I need to get out, and I want to do it without feeling like it will be interpreted as a passive-aggressive cry for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.  So, no one here in NYC has made any grand moves toward throwing me a shower, and I can't lie, I'm a little bummed about it.  I'll throw a shower anytime, anywhere, for anyone.  Proper etiquette says that people can't ask for showers (perfectly understandable!), so I want to be there to host for my friends.  Unfortunately, most of the people who would definitely have been there for me moved away in the past year.  My Maid of Honor lives in Florida (and she did host a small family luncheon for me back in December, which was lovely), along with all of my extended family.  I have some other friends here, but nobody's clearly stated "Oh yes, I will definitely throw you a shower".  I had one friend show a little interest, but she seemed to be waiting for me to take the lead, which I really can't do, because I can't exactly host my own shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the end of the world, I already had one lovely shower with my family.  And it's not even about gifts, it's more about feeling like somebody cares enough about me to put a little shower together.  I'm sensitive about parties, I always have been- from a young age, I always felt like other people always had people throwing them parties and that never happened for me.   And maybe it's because I act like I don't care because I don't want to be a spoiled brat, but on the other hand, who doesn't love a party?  I feel like it's going to the come to the wedding day, and people will be like, why didn't you have a shower?  And I'll have to be like, because I have no friends, I'm a looooooooooooooser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch, I'll find out in two days that there is a shower in the works for me and then I'll feel like a jerk instead of a loser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-6214536350664063161?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6214536350664063161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6214536350664063161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/01/shower-time.html' title='Shower Time?'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-1756674549329290430</id><published>2010-01-26T10:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T10:51:00.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Image of Me</title><content type='html'>There was a great thread the other day on TheKnot where &lt;a href="http://forums.theknot.com/Sites/theknot/Pages/Main.aspx/wedding-boards_etiquette_advice-this-time-dress"&gt;people shared their best dress advice&lt;/a&gt;.  My favorite was definitely "Everyone has an image of how your should look on your wedding day, but the one that matters is the one you have of yourself."  I have very set ideas about what I like and don't like.  For example, I'm not big on letting it all hang out in a strapless gown.  They often don't fit me right, I feel like they cut me off and make me look short, and I prefer to be in something that's covering my shoulders.  The dress I ended up buying is strapless but comes with a long-sleeved lace jacket.  Perfection!  I had imagined I would crop the jacket, but once I saw the pictures of the full look, I was transfixed.  Grace Kelly, the classic bride!  Perfect for me- getting married in my church, taking on this next adult step in my life.  I realize this isn't the dream look for everyone.  But their opinions aren't important to me.  I don't understand the brides I see on message boards posting pictures of themselves in 10 dresses and saying, ok, strangers of the internet, pick my wedding look for me!  Are these the same people who end up turning to the internet to name their children?  When it comes to things of that nature, I want full editorial control.  Because in the end, I'm the one who has to be happy with how I look on my wedding day.  Everyone else will be fine, a bride is never ugly to others on her wedding day.  Which is why I'm focusing on making sure I'm happy with how I look.  Sorry, internet voters, you'll have to save your opinions on another bride!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-1756674549329290430?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/1756674549329290430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/1756674549329290430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-image-of-me.html' title='My Image of Me'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-6302391033523048519</id><published>2010-01-24T20:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T20:20:00.359-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Over there, Over there, send the word, send the word, over there!</title><content type='html'>Mailed the international invites.  And my sister's invite to Florida, because I told her that was her birthday present (Happy Birthday, Sarah!)  EEEEEEE.  They're out there!  Look out, China, Romania, Brazil, Italy, United Kingdom and Canada!  Your invites are coming!  And yes, I'm talking about the WHOLE COUNTRY.  Hope we registered for enough stuff.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have the rest of my stamps sitting with the invitations.  Stamps are so pretty- is it because they're money on paper?  It could be more than that- I love the Kelp Fish stamps we ended up buying, the little sea creatures are SO cute!   I'm so excited about putting the stamps on the rest of the invites that I'm putting it off- delayed gratification!  Plus, like I said before I bought them, you never know with the USPS.  Do you know after I bought the stamps online, they held the package at the post office for signature??  Not sure if they "tried" to deliver it and failed (despite Marc always being here), but yeah, he ended up having to go to the post office to pick up the stamps I bought online to save us from having to go to the post office.  Oh well.  I tried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-6302391033523048519?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6302391033523048519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6302391033523048519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/01/over-there-over-there-send-word-send.html' title='Over there, Over there, send the word, send the word, over there!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-1118676979213760484</id><published>2010-01-21T08:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T08:43:00.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bridal Dress Up Time!</title><content type='html'>I played bride dress up the other night for the first time in a long time.  Every now and then I like to remind myself that I am the most beeeeeuutiful bride in the world.  A few observations:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*I am unable to zip my gown up myself.  I suppose this is what people have attendants for!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*There is a SMALL STAIN ON MY GOWN!  CALL 911!  It's a teeny, tiny copper smudge near the bottom.  I noticed it right when I was pulling the dress on.  Hopefully they can get it out during alterations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*In other bad news, I noticed some little rips and holes in my mother's veil.  I suppose that's to be expected, since it's over 25 years old, but it's still a bummer.  Will not play with it anymore until the wedding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Speaking of alterations, I really need to call and make my appointment(s) this week.  I definitely need a bustle, and I think I'm going to need a little nipping around the waist.  Thankfully, I think the length is perfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*I also need to work on making sure my shoes are worn in- the bottoms look pretty slick.  Perhaps wear them around the block a few times during dog walks?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Still trying to figure out how exactly I'm going to style myself for the day.  I'm set for the ceremony- the long-sleeved bolero that came with the dress and my traditional veils.  I love this look, I feel so Grace Kelly.  But I still think it might be fun to switch things up as the day goes by.  Do I take off the veils and put in the flower I bought?  Do I take off the jacket, do I buy a new short-sleeved jacket, do I grab a pashmina, what?  I suppose I have all day to do things, I could do one change an hour!  Like some sort of award show host- look at this, look at this, look at this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-1118676979213760484?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/1118676979213760484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/1118676979213760484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/01/bridal-dress-up-time.html' title='Bridal Dress Up Time!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-1682844713272852087</id><published>2010-01-19T09:20:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T09:20:00.128-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Have Stamps!</title><content type='html'>I finally bit the bullet and bought the stamps for our invitations, since they're mostly addressed in anticipation of being sent out in about three weeks. I don't know what I was waiting for- the fear that the USPS would suddenly raise rates? It seems they do that a lot! I remember when you could send a letter for 24 cents. And now it's 44 cents! That's still really cheap. Sometimes, I am in awe of modern technology. For less than a dollar, I can send a piece of paper from my neighborhood to pretty much anywhere IN THE WORLD.  And they'll bring the responses right to my house!  Incredible!   I couldn't decide on just one stamp, so I went for a few different things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S1OqZGaRqhI/AAAAAAAAACw/12E_CS-8jlo/s1600-h/574640_200x200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S1OqZGaRqhI/AAAAAAAAACw/12E_CS-8jlo/s320/574640_200x200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427869324105853458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First up, the &lt;a href="https://shop.usps.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?catalogId=10001&amp;amp;storeId=10052&amp;amp;productId=10001891&amp;amp;langId=-1&amp;amp;parent_category_rn=10000003&amp;amp;top_category=10000003&amp;amp;categoryId=10000025&amp;amp;top=&amp;amp;currentPage=0&amp;amp;sort=&amp;amp;viewAll=N&amp;amp;rn=CategoriesDisplay&amp;amp;WT.ac=10001891"&gt;&lt;span class="pageHeading"&gt;Grand Teton National Park&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;international stamp.  International invites go out this week!  That's probably a little early for the faster countries, like Canada and the UK, but I figure some of the other invites (Brazil, China, Romania) will definitely need the head start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S1Oq5mtnnGI/AAAAAAAAAC4/4U0a2YU7Lp4/s1600-h/574240_200x200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S1Oq5mtnnGI/AAAAAAAAAC4/4U0a2YU7Lp4/s320/574240_200x200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427869882532732002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next up, the &lt;a href="https://shop.usps.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?catalogId=10001&amp;amp;storeId=10052&amp;amp;productId=10001793&amp;amp;langId=-1&amp;amp;parent_category_rn=10000003&amp;amp;top_category=10000003&amp;amp;categoryId=10000068&amp;amp;top=&amp;amp;currentPage=0&amp;amp;sort=&amp;amp;viewAll=Y&amp;amp;rn=CategoriesDisplay&amp;amp;WT.ac=10001793"&gt;Wedding Rings first class &lt;/a&gt;stamp.  I figure I'll use these for the traditional crowd- my grandparents and aunts, the old ladies at church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S1OrZEldjPI/AAAAAAAAADA/wprOzROli1I/s1600-h/574540_200x200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S1OrZEldjPI/AAAAAAAAADA/wprOzROli1I/s320/574540_200x200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427870423127526642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How fun are these &lt;a href="https://shop.usps.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?catalogId=10001&amp;amp;storeId=10052&amp;amp;productId=10001870&amp;amp;langId=-1&amp;amp;parent_category_rn=10000003&amp;amp;top_category=10000003&amp;amp;categoryId=10000068&amp;amp;top=&amp;amp;currentPage=0&amp;amp;sort=&amp;amp;viewAll=Y&amp;amp;rn=CategoriesDisplay&amp;amp;WT.ac=10001870"&gt;Celebrate first class&lt;/a&gt; stamps?  I couldn't resist these, for the younger crowd- I'm saying, hey!  We're getting married!  You better celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S1OroEHOvEI/AAAAAAAAADI/pWaH6GjLP3A/s1600-h/464040_200x200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S1OroEHOvEI/AAAAAAAAADI/pWaH6GjLP3A/s320/464040_200x200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427870680698764354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last but not least, the &lt;a href="https://shop.usps.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?catalogId=10001&amp;amp;storeId=10052&amp;amp;productId=10006286&amp;amp;langId=-1&amp;amp;parent_category_rn=10000003&amp;amp;top_category=10000003&amp;amp;categoryId=10000068&amp;amp;top=&amp;amp;currentPage=0&amp;amp;sort=&amp;amp;viewAll=Y&amp;amp;rn=CategoriesDisplay&amp;amp;WT.ac=10006286"&gt;Nature of America: Kelp Forest first class set&lt;/a&gt;.  The sheet itself is a picture, and on each sheet, 10 pictures of fish or wildlife pop out.  Isn't that cute?  I have some science-minded friends who I think would enjoy getting a wedding invite with an otter on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And best of all, I was able to order all of these from the comfort of my own home on &lt;a href="http://www.usps.com/"&gt;USPS.com&lt;/a&gt;.  I am never going to the post office for stamps AGAIN.  Can't believe I used to stand in line for an hour every holiday season to get fancy stamps!  Oh, I love the internet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-1682844713272852087?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/1682844713272852087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/1682844713272852087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-have-stamps.html' title='We Have Stamps!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/S1OqZGaRqhI/AAAAAAAAACw/12E_CS-8jlo/s72-c/574640_200x200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-5214540981090815360</id><published>2010-01-14T18:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T18:38:08.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The new Miss Manners wedding book</title><content type='html'>A friend just gave me a fabulous treat- the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Manners-Guide-Surprisingly-Dignified-Wedding/dp/0393069141"&gt;new Miss Manners wedding book&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/9780393069143_198.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She didn't even know that I am a HUGE MISS MANNERS FAN, she just figured that it might be appropriate for me as a bride-to-be.  Or maybe it was a hint.  I don't know.  However it got here, I don't care, I'm a happy girl!  Thank you Margaret!  I love you Miss Manners!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm sure once I get down to reading it, I'll have lots of share with you :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-5214540981090815360?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/5214540981090815360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/5214540981090815360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-miss-manners-wedding-book.html' title='The new Miss Manners wedding book'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-9195629080285226356</id><published>2010-01-11T23:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:18:30.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's going on?  Nothing.</title><content type='html'>This is one of those weeks where there really isn't much wedding stuff going on.  We're doing a little here and there- I'm still collecting addresses and putting invitations together, and we booked a restaurant for our family to eat dinner at after the wedding.  But my mind is elsewhere- work, church work, staying warm from the cold.  It's strange, part of me is like, ahh, it's coming so fast, slow down time!  And another part is like, ugh, it's so far away, there's stuff I want to do that I can't, hurry up time, bring it closer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-9195629080285226356?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/9195629080285226356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/9195629080285226356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/01/whats-going-on-nothing.html' title='What&apos;s going on?  Nothing.'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-6943496206255045875</id><published>2010-01-09T11:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T11:28:59.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Weddings: CJ &amp; Ashley</title><content type='html'>Like many other Knotties, I enjoy a little "real wedding porn" every now and then (ugh, but can we please start calling it something else??)  Any time someone on a message board posts a link to pictures of their wedding, I have to look.  It's very rare to see someone I know staring back at me in the pictures.  But that's exactly what happened in this case!  Ashley was a fellow poster on what was then called the "Planning &amp;amp; Etiquette" board.  She dropped a link, and what groom do I see staring back at me in the pictures?  CJ, a guy I knew in high school!  Picture Ashley sitting in front of her computer, waiting for the compliments to roll in, and the first comment on her post is, I KNOW YOUR HUSBAND.  Ominous.  But I quickly explained that I knew him from high school, we did some shows together, had some classes together and were even the founding members of the fan club for our math teacher ("McKee's Radicals: Mr. McKee is #10 to the 0 power"), so I know what a great guy he is.  And how gorgeous were their Las Vegas nuptials?  All photos by Randi Anzevino of &lt;a href="http://www.reflectivesoulsphoto.com/"&gt;Reflective Souls Photography&lt;/a&gt;.  Vegas, vegas, here I come!&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/4144_544070646507_60601359_32407398.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/4144_544070686427_60601359_32407402.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/n60601359_32423035_152402.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/n60601359_32422816_52720.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/4144_544079234297_60601359_32407841.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/4935_546533500927_60601359_32523066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/4935_546534059807_60601359_32523119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/4935_546533979967_60601359_32523112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-6943496206255045875?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6943496206255045875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6943496206255045875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/01/real-weddings-cj-ashley.html' title='Real Weddings: CJ &amp; Ashley'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-9176031785417538734</id><published>2010-01-06T10:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T10:08:00.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you on The List?  Let me know.</title><content type='html'>I'm so glad we didn't do Save The Dates, because now that I'm addressing invitations, I'm adding or removing somebody from our guest list every other day.  I hear other brides complain about people assuming they're invited to the wedding, but honestly, I could use a little help in knowing who really wants to come and who's going to open the invitation and say, oh @#&amp;amp;%, another social obligation.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I consider myself a laid-back bride, and I think it's safe to say we're putting together a modest affair, and part of the reason we wanted to do that was so we wouldn't have any limitations on who we invite.  But then I wonder if people read more into wedding invitations than I think they do.  If I'm sending someone a wedding invitation, it's because I like them well enough (or I'm socially obligated- come on, you know you have a few of those, too) and I would like them to be in attendance at my wedding if being there would make them happy.  That's it.  But what if some of the people I don't know well but like a lot assume that I'm inviting them because I want a gift, or need to fill seats, or something?  And then what if someone I assume doesn't want to come actually does, and gets hurt that I don't invite them?  I can't lie, sometimes I see friends' wedding pictures on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; and wonder why they didn't invite me.  We're not talking about weddings I would have gone to, but I hate feeling left out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm probably over-thinking it.  I'm sure it'll all turn out OK.  That said, if there's anybody out there who I have yet to put on my guest list who wants to come, this is my plea to the universe that they show their interest in the next few weeks, or before I run out of invites, whichever comes first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-9176031785417538734?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/9176031785417538734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/9176031785417538734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/01/are-you-on-list-let-me-know.html' title='Are you on The List?  Let me know.'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-8777592242752288173</id><published>2010-01-04T11:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T11:12:00.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Name Game</title><content type='html'>My best Christmas gift was a white jeweled "Soon to Be Mrs." hoodie from my sister.  The part that makes it the best is that it includes my current last name.  The perfect gift for a bride-to-be who's keeping her name, no?  We joked that it could also make a good gift for my mother.  Isn't it strange than no matter who changes their name when they get married, somebody turns into somebody else's parent?  Marc is taking my last name, which makes him the same "Mr." as my father.  Weeeeeird.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People keep asking (and by people, I mean my mother, over and over again) how we decided that Marc would take my last name.  It was pretty easy.  I wanted to keep my last name, because I like it (it's very rare- pretty much all the people in the US with it are related to me).  Marc wanted us to have a family name and didn't feel particularly tied to his last name.  And New York state is one of the few where a man can change his name through a marriage license as easily as a woman.  So that was that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't heard too many negative opinions of this decision (although I'm not sure the word is totally out yet).  My grandfather was pretty confused, but I'll give anyone over 80 a pass.  And what I find particularly funny is that anyone who meets us in the future will see our matching last names and assume that I took Marc's last name.  A revolutionary in disguise! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-8777592242752288173?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8777592242752288173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8777592242752288173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/01/name-game.html' title='The Name Game'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-6495797824270811230</id><published>2010-01-01T16:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T16:17:28.515-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Naked Peggies Cake Topper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It just occurred to me that I haven't shown you our cake topper yet!  I can't believe I would forget something like that, particularly considering how in love with it I am.  It sits on my desk every day, and I often pick us up and play with us.  I briefly substituted us in my nativity set for Joseph and Mary- we looked very out of place there in the stable in our formal clothes.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We purchased the topper from the &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/nakedpeggies"&gt;Naked Peggies&lt;/a&gt; shop on &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt;- we sent in pictures of ourselves and what we'd be wearing on the big day, and she hit it right on the head!  We're so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/Sz5fMGnI-qI/AAAAAAAAACo/raZQ8Kh4XXM/s1600-h/CakeTopper.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/Sz5fMGnI-qI/AAAAAAAAACo/raZQ8Kh4XXM/s320/CakeTopper.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421875662938503842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-6495797824270811230?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6495797824270811230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6495797824270811230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-naked-peggies-cake-topper.html' title='Our Naked Peggies Cake Topper'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/Sz5fMGnI-qI/AAAAAAAAACo/raZQ8Kh4XXM/s72-c/CakeTopper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-2880482075707937488</id><published>2009-12-29T07:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T19:38:15.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Days to Go!</title><content type='html'>Seriously?  Seriously?  I'm getting married in 100 days?  Really?  I'm pretty sure yesterday the count was something like 459 days.  AND NOW IT'S AT A HUNDRED AHHHHH!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's getting to be crunch time, people.  There were all these things that I was waiting to do "someday".  Like, I dunno, find a place for my family to have dinner the day before and directly after the wedding.  Or setting up a meeting with our officiant to plan the ceremony.  Or send in our newspaper wedding announcement.  Or nag Marc to get his tuxedo altered to fit properly.  "Someday" I was going to do all those things and many more.  And now someday is here!  Frightening!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I better go be productive now.  Addressing some invites maybe?  Although naturally, at least two of the people whose invites I've already addressed have moved or will be moving.  People, once I address your invite, you are legally bound to continue living at the same location, do you hear me???  I only got 25 extra envelopes!  Would it be bad to start handing out invites sans envelopes, just to save paper?  Don't answer that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-2880482075707937488?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/2880482075707937488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/2880482075707937488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/12/100-days-to-go.html' title='100 Days to Go!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-4706924058777843569</id><published>2009-12-28T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T21:45:00.895-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My family bridal shower</title><content type='html'>Saturday was my family bridal shower!  My grandmother, aunts, and cousins came over to a local country club to shower me with cupcakes and some nice gifts..&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eao-r5DlTSE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eao-r5DlTSE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I got some Pampered Chef stuff include a stone pie pan and a deep-dish covered baker, some gift cards for Williams-Sonoma and Bed, Bath and Beyond, a Dustbuster, crisp, white towels and &lt;a href="http://www.bedbathandbeyond.com/regProduct.asp?order_num=-1&amp;amp;WRN=-1891424945&amp;amp;sku=15930098"&gt;Dog Corn Holders&lt;/a&gt;.  I'm going to start eating corn every day just to enjoy those!  Between corn and the nightgown I got from my grandmother, that "covers it all".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l1nDXzFHDhA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l1nDXzFHDhA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank you family!  I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-4706924058777843569?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/4706924058777843569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/4706924058777843569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-family-bridal-shower.html' title='My family bridal shower'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-2642494289826683184</id><published>2009-12-25T10:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T11:24:48.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bridesmaid dress shopping</title><content type='html'>My beautiful cousin and maid of honor Heather lives here in Florida, so while we're down for the holiday, we popped over to Nordstrom to see if we could find a dress for her to wear for the wedding.  That's the good thing about having one attendant- major flexibility when it comes to what they wear.  I knew what I didn't want, but was pretty open when it came to the idea of what I did want.  With the help of a shopping assistant, we ran all over the Formal section and found all sorts of things to try on.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2616/4209742714_ed8b3edb18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved the color of this one, but the ruffly cut wasn't very flattering in the tummy area, and the overall style didn't wouldn't match with my dress very well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4020/4209739336_ff9af3cbe1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This dress looked pretty cute on the hanger, but on?  No, no, no.  Waaaay too Mother of the Bride for this young lady.  Plus, I wasn't crazy about black in the first place (I already told my mother I'd rather she not wear black to the wedding), and this confirmed that.  That big smile was part of our hysterical laughter about this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2637/4208979983_bce40b3772.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The color and cut of this was so great (I'm so into purple right now), but in the end, we decided this was more appropriate for a cocktail party then a wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2709/4208977971_9baef3b3b0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting closer!  After we saw this, we knew long was going to be the way to go.  So sophisticated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4059/4209740434_0c12d58486.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The winner!  Calvin Klein.  Love the bright blue color, the flow, the length, the pleats.  I truly do believe that she could wear this again (though doesn't ever bride think that?  Allow me to labor under this delusion).  And if she doesn't, I will!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2577/4209739610_4be69a7f47.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sassy shoes to go with!  Jessica Simpson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One more thing done!  This whole thing is actually coming together, it's wild.  106 days to go.  Lawd, have mercy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-2642494289826683184?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/2642494289826683184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/2642494289826683184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/12/bridesmaid-dress-shopping.html' title='Bridesmaid dress shopping'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2616/4209742714_ed8b3edb18_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-5647641593497986292</id><published>2009-12-23T19:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:59:54.121-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Traditions</title><content type='html'>Part of the fun of getting married is seeing your family reflected in the eyes of your partner and realizing, "&lt;i&gt;We are all crazy!&lt;/i&gt;"  This is Marc's 4th Christmas with my family, so he knows how things go.  Here's his reflection on our annual celebrations.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cOCZaUy4qqM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cOCZaUy4qqM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;Notice my leading questions during the gift question-and-answer section.  "Undershirts, right, you want undershirts?  &lt;i&gt;You better want them, because I already bought them at Wal-Mart, you toot&lt;/i&gt;".  What you cannot see or hear on the video is my panic when he says that the thing he wants the most is the UV lens filter- the only thing I haven't bought yet!  I was going to, and then the price of the item went up $20, and now I figure I'll just wait until the price goes back down again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-5647641593497986292?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/5647641593497986292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/5647641593497986292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/12/family-traditions.html' title='Family Traditions'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-125477639167906365</id><published>2009-12-21T09:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T09:47:00.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Nightmare</title><content type='html'>I have the craziest wedding dreams.  Last night, the dream went as follows- first, I was serving a homemade dinner to my guests, and I started to run out of food.  We had some of the desserts we wanted, but not all of them.  Then, all these people I didn't know were showing up.  I'd go up and ask them, hi, who do you know here at the wedding?  And they'd be like, uhhhh, ummm, we know the couple.  OH REALLY?  Because I'm standing here in a white dress, and I do not know you.  Do you know who else showed up?  John Edwards and his alleged mistress Rielle Hunter.  Pretending to be other people!  Please, dream John Edwards, I'd recognize you anywhere!  Then the dream transitioned to my being in a Gossip Girl episode, and Chuck Bass was there..... love him.  Happy ending to a bad dream!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-125477639167906365?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/125477639167906365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/125477639167906365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/12/wedding-nightmare.html' title='Wedding Nightmare'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-6278916267345388488</id><published>2009-12-18T09:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T09:00:07.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Weddings: Evan &amp; JulieAnn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs188.snc1/6320_633137625019_5809978_37114788_3262529_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;JulieAnn and I did theatre in college together- in our most famous collaboration, we were monkeys writing Shakespeare. She is a joy to be around. Can't you just tell from the smile on her face? Her wedding in Maine looked so laid-back and fun. Aren't those sunflowers great?  The perfect flower for my beautiful, sunny JulieAnn.  All photos by &lt;a href="http://www.jolesphotography.com/"&gt;Joles Photography&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://hphotos-snc1.fbcdn.net/hs262.snc1/8919_642634273659_5809978_37494949_6622661_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 482px; height: 604px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs242.snc1/8919_642634393419_5809978_37494970_5183838_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 483px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hphotos-snc1.fbcdn.net/hs262.snc1/8919_642634273659_5809978_37494949_6622661_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs262.snc1/8919_642634453299_5809978_37494980_8372329_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs262.snc1/8919_642634453299_5809978_37494980_8372329_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 482px; height: 604px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs242.snc1/8919_642634393419_5809978_37494970_5183838_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs242.snc1/8919_642634538129_5809978_37494991_3776791_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 404px; height: 604px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs242.snc1/8919_642634607989_5809978_37495004_5593291_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs242.snc1/8919_642634607989_5809978_37495004_5593291_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 482px; height: 604px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs262.snc1/8919_642634637929_5809978_37495009_8306402_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 482px; height: 604px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs223.snc1/7020_647767361909_5809978_37672900_4768416_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 481px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs223.snc1/7020_647767361909_5809978_37672900_4768416_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://hphotos-snc1.fbcdn.net/hs242.snc1/8919_642635082039_5809978_37495084_6174611_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 482px; height: 604px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://hphotos-snc1.fbcdn.net/hs262.snc1/8919_642634992219_5809978_37495068_5768342_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-align: left; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 482px; height: 604px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs262.snc1/8919_642634453299_5809978_37494980_8372329_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hphotos-snc1.fbcdn.net/hs242.snc1/8919_642634962279_5809978_37495064_1815456_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 482px; height: 604px;" src="http://hphotos-snc1.fbcdn.net/hs242.snc1/8919_642634962279_5809978_37495064_1815456_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://hphotos-snc1.fbcdn.net/hs242.snc1/8919_642635226749_5809978_37495108_4294957_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 482px; height: 604px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hphotos-snc1.fbcdn.net/hs242.snc1/8919_642635052099_5809978_37495078_4202064_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hphotos-snc1.fbcdn.net/hs242.snc1/8919_642635052099_5809978_37495078_4202064_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 482px; height: 604px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I also have to share just one shot from her trash-the-dress shoot (also with &lt;a href="http://www.jolesphotography.com/"&gt;Joles Photography&lt;/a&gt;).  How fun does this look?  SPLASH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs188.snc1/6320_633137625019_5809978_37114788_3262529_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs188.snc1/6320_633137625019_5809978_37114788_3262529_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 402px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-6278916267345388488?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6278916267345388488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6278916267345388488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/12/real-weddings-evan-julieann.html' title='Real Weddings: Evan &amp; JulieAnn'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-1418540227464269227</id><published>2009-12-16T11:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T11:30:00.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing My Mind on Bridal Attire</title><content type='html'>I made my bridal attire decisions early.  Bought my dress in December 2008, and all my accessories in the following months.  I imagined that I would have two bridal looks- a long-sleeved jacket and a veil for the ceremony, and a short-sleeved jacket and a fascinator for the reception.  Individually, I love all the pieces I bought.  But the more I look at pictures of everything together, the more I don't think the reception look works.  The pieces I bought just don't go together.  Or maybe it's that I don't love the reception look as much as I love the ceremony look, which is SO perfect.  I'm generally a very stubborn person, and I don't like to change my mind, but I may just have to in this instance.  One look is enough for a bride, no?  I'll probably wait until the last minute to truly decide.  This is the sort of thing I wish I had family in the area for!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-1418540227464269227?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/1418540227464269227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/1418540227464269227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/12/changing-my-mind-on-bridal-attire.html' title='Changing My Mind on Bridal Attire'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-1351384469974132127</id><published>2009-12-14T10:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T10:13:00.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Colors of the Wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I got an e-mail from the aunt planning my bridal shower this weekend asking about my "color schemes". Eeeeeeeee. I don't know.  I never fully committed to a color scheme for the wedding.  I sort of took things as they came.  Many months ago, a sweet girl on The Knot was offering inspiration boards, so I told her a bit about my wedding and the things I was imagining for the ceremony, and she made me the board below.  That girl, by the way, shortly thereafter started a wedding inspiration-board blog &lt;a href="http://theperfectpalette.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Perfect Palette&lt;/a&gt;, a blog I still have in my RSS reader. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SyRARjSgzCI/AAAAAAAAACg/K07SP7xXSAc/s1600-h/136692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SyRARjSgzCI/AAAAAAAAACg/K07SP7xXSAc/s320/136692.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414523322281020450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love the classic, traditional look of this inspiration board.  It fits very well with my vision of our wedding ceremony- light colors, everything very natural, very earthy, but still very sophisticated.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That said, I'm not married (pun intended, yuk yuk) to that board.  I'm incorporating other colors elsewhere- like our &lt;a href="http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/12/pom-pom-decorations.html"&gt;purple pom-poms&lt;/a&gt;, and our rainbow candy buffet (which I'll show you another day).  My wardrobe is the same way- there's a definite foundation (black), but I like to bring in whatever colors I can.  Pops of colors.  POP.  POP.  And what pop will I be feeling for the shower?  I don't know.  It is a mystery!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-1351384469974132127?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/1351384469974132127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/1351384469974132127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/12/colors-of-wind.html' title='Colors of the Wind'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SyRARjSgzCI/AAAAAAAAACg/K07SP7xXSAc/s72-c/136692.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-2324008762712315132</id><published>2009-12-13T20:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:44:29.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Exciting Wedding Reality TV News!</title><content type='html'>A friend from the UK was telling me about this BBC show that sounded AWESOME.  They take 4 brides, and they all go to each other's weddings, and judge and rate the weddings of the other brides.  I'm sure it's bitchy and catty to the extreme!  And then the girl whose wedding is rated highest by her peers wins a honeymoon.  I thought it sounded just FANTASTIC, but alas, they don't show it in the United States.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UNTIL NOW.  TLC has picked up the concept and is doing a US version!  I saw the commercial and started screaming, I was so excited.  &lt;a href="http://press.discovery.com/us/tlc/programs/four-weddings/"&gt;Four Weddings &lt;/a&gt;starts next week (though I think that's just a sneak peek, and full episodes start in 2010).  Ahhhhhhh, I can't wait.  I love wedding reality TV.  &lt;i&gt;Say Yes to the Dress, Happily Ever Faster, Don't Tell the Bride&lt;/i&gt;, and now, &lt;i&gt;Four Weddings&lt;/i&gt;!  Oh, TLC, thank you for this early Christmas gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-2324008762712315132?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/2324008762712315132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/2324008762712315132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/12/exciting-wedding-reality-tv-news.html' title='Exciting Wedding Reality TV News!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-248201059977740085</id><published>2009-12-11T08:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T08:55:00.162-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Weddings: Kyle &amp; Jess</title><content type='html'>A dear friend from college got married this fall in the Berkshires.  I had the honor of being a bridesmaid.  We had such a great trip- the drive up was gorgeous, the foliage was in peak form.  Jess was in such a great mood- it's so nice to be a part of a wedding party when the bride is laid-back, soaking in all the fun and joy.  All pictures by Marc.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2534/4039520267_ebe13d9ba5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A little pampering the night before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2497/4042053841_c3cf61f469.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Beautiful fall leaves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2685/4042799498_8d720226eb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The venue- which is a ski lodge during the winter months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2600/4042810760_7680a0effa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gorgeous fall bouquets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2683/4042815872_569311efe3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jess and I bought green shawls for all the bridesmaids in Chinatown together; I think we visited every vendor to find the perfect shade of green.  Totally worth it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2639/4042073169_593d2c87ac.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;They say "I Do". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2677/4042078815_bc65087a52.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Group shot.  You can barely tell that the bridesmaids bought their dresses separately- we all looked for short, chocolate brown dresses, and it worked out great.  Mine was $50 at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.c21stores.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Century 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2750/4042829348_4b1ef77bd8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;First Dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2673/4042809822_3a64e3019b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Marc never met a cake he didn't like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3533/4042060491_2c63677b33.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cutting the cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2590/4164958860_b210a0e2d9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cutting a rug!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-248201059977740085?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/248201059977740085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/248201059977740085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/12/real-weddings-kyle-jess.html' title='Real Weddings: Kyle &amp; Jess'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2534/4039520267_ebe13d9ba5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-4802099242234424835</id><published>2009-12-09T11:18:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T11:18:00.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The thing about babies</title><content type='html'>I just found out that my aunt is hosting a bridal shower luncheon for me in Florida when I'm home visiting the family.   Yay!  That'll be nice- just a small group of the ladies of the family, and possibly a friend or two.  I mentioned to my mother that a friend has a baby about the same age as my cousin's baby, and that they could play together (or, more likely, stare at each other), but my mother said, Oh, well, there won't be any babies at the shower, they aren't invited.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2502/4164876044_095d5df144.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Lil' cousin and me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I forget that a lot of people keep wedding events child-free.  Our church is very laid-back about children.  We don't even have childcare during the Sunday service, so you often hear little noises throughout the service.  I've gotten used to it.  We never thought about not inviting children to our wedding.  For starters, we really don't know all that many small children.  It would be one thing if we knew dozens, but of all the guests on our list, there were only 5-10 little children (and I define little as "anyone not yet practiced at sitting still for an hour").  We're having an afternoon wedding with a dessert reception, so there's no big formal to-do for a child to ruin.  And honestly, it's not little babies who are the biggest trouble-makers.  It's toddlers.  A baby sits on a lap, sleeping or drooling or chewing on something, and is perfectly content most of the time- and if they're unhappy, whatever, you run them out of the room.  A toddler, no matter what mood they're in, wants to run around and bang cars on the pews and talk loud.  I see a lot of people worrying about babies on message boards, but if you're going to choose to focus your worry, focus on the 2-year old, not the 2-month old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope there won't be any major breakdowns during our wedding.  But hey, if it happens, it happens.  You can't control the weather, and you can't control a two-year old.  Of all the things I've chosen to worry about (and there are many, the latest one being "Why are my eye bags looking so big?" and "Gee, I'd sure like some money to fall from the sky"), this is one I can't be bothered by.  Worse comes to worst, I throw a tantrum that outshines them all.  I'M THE BRIDE I'M THE BRIDE I'M THE BRIIIIIIIIIIIDE GIMME THAT CANDY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-4802099242234424835?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/4802099242234424835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/4802099242234424835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/12/thing-about-babies.html' title='The thing about babies'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2502/4164876044_095d5df144_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-4217466797092422172</id><published>2009-12-07T09:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T09:42:50.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wedding That's Very Mii</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Marc's roommate got the WiiFit and the WiiBoard, so our past few Friday nights have been devoted to playing WiiSports.  This is much better for us, I'm sure, then the usual Friday night routine of laying perfectly still, stuffing our faces.  Actually, I did both tonight, and the game playing is definitely better.  Though not after the face stuffing, that was definitely a bad choice.  I had to lay on my left side for a little while before I was truly ready for game playing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SxnPeADkj3I/AAAAAAAAACY/6AbBN7F9OqY/s1600-h/Miis%21.jpg" style="text-decoration: none; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 252px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SxnPeADkj3I/AAAAAAAAACY/6AbBN7F9OqY/s320/Miis%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411584541580365682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Our Miis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was thinking, what with all the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4-94JhLEiN0"&gt;viral&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VSkT5XykJzo"&gt;wedding&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/4925027"&gt;performances&lt;/a&gt; going around, why hasn't any done a Mii wedding?  Put it up on the screen, have them do some sort of dance or activity?  Think of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v31qxrXsxv0"&gt;that hula hoop game where you shake your butt around&lt;/a&gt;.  That could be fun in a wedding gown!  And after your performance is done, your guests could play with the Wii.  Just thinking of crazy ideas for you, dear readers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-4217466797092422172?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/4217466797092422172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/4217466797092422172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/12/wedding-thats-very-mii.html' title='A Wedding That&apos;s Very Mii'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SxnPeADkj3I/AAAAAAAAACY/6AbBN7F9OqY/s72-c/Miis%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-6266741258396962951</id><published>2009-12-04T08:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T08:55:00.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ring Dishes on Etsy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We're not having a ring-bearer, but I still like the idea of displaying our rings in a special way before and during our wedding ceremony.  Ring dishes were something I had never heard of before I started reading wedding blogs, but I think they are so adorable.  Search "wedding ring dish" on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Etsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; for 10,000 examples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm not entirely sure what I'm doing to do with a ring dish, but that didn't stop me from asking Marc to get me one for Christmas (asking people for wedding stuff for Christmas = killing two birds with one stone; I love killing birds).  A day or two later, he showed me what he chose for my approval- clearly, we're a couple not big on surprises.  It's generally a rare thing for either of us to unwrap a gift we didn't personally pick out and see before the wrapping.  Fine by me, I like to get what I want!  And he did such a great job- he chose something I had never seen before, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=34425708&amp;amp;ref=sr_gallery_2&amp;amp;&amp;amp;ga_search_query=hugs+and+kisses+ring+dish&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_page=&amp;amp;includes[]=tags&amp;amp;includes[]=title"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hugs and Kisses Ring Bowls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/baileybowls"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;BaileyBowls on Etsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.  How adorable are these little bunnies?  Ours will be custom with our names.  I love the idea of having two dishes!  I can see them sitting up on the altar before the wedding, each ring in its bowl.  And we'll be able to use them after the wedding on our dressers, for jewelry and coins and special trinkets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/il_430xN102431284.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-6266741258396962951?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6266741258396962951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/6266741258396962951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/12/ring-dishes-on-etsy.html' title='Ring Dishes on Etsy'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-8444152566835294960</id><published>2009-12-02T10:00:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T19:52:20.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pom-Pom Decorations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;One of the first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;fabulous wedding things I learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ed about reading the blogs was the famous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marthastewartweddings.com/article/pom-poms-and-luminarias"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Martha Stewart Tissue Paper Pom-Pom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/msw_spring06_pompom_l-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I had a chance to go to a taping of the Martha Stewart Show (which was so fun, BTW), and they even have a few hanging in the studio!  I knew I'd want to use these myself.  They're such a cute touch, and the reception hall at our church has the perfect ceiling fixtures to hang them from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I also like that they're so affordable to make.  I bought the Martha-recommended &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.papermart.com/Product%20Pages/Product.aspx?GroupID=7826&amp;amp;SubGroupID=7827&amp;amp;ParentGroupID=19034#7827"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;20x30 tissue paper from PaperMart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; (tried it with smaller paper, which didn't work so well), and some floral wire and a nice pair of scissors at Michael's.  Total cost?  Something like $30.  And now I'm all set to make 60 pom-poms.  Or, you know, a more reasonable number plus a full tissue paper wedding ensemble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I ended up going with lavender for the pom-poms- I really like purple, and wasn't sure if I'd have a chance to incorporate it anywhere else in the wedding, so I'm glad I have a chance to get it in here.  Marc, as you can see, is also very, very glad, as he models my trial lavender pom-pom on his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/IMG_4848.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-8444152566835294960?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8444152566835294960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8444152566835294960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/12/pom-pom-decorations.html' title='Pom-Pom Decorations'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-8156741997475762560</id><published>2009-12-01T22:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T22:47:34.828-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bit by bit, putting invites together</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SxXfxmjwlPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/JGz0d0pv6ow/s1600-h/Sample.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SxXfxmjwlPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/JGz0d0pv6ow/s320/Sample.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410476570612634866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A sample of&lt;a href="http://pal.einvite.com/product/Wedding/WeddingInvitations/FloralAccents/WSP-FKR-VPALENS/?Cobrand=PAL&amp;amp;Site=PAL&amp;amp;vk=1777211146"&gt; our invites from Costco.com&lt;/a&gt; (not any of our info)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I started addressing wedding invitations last night.  Ok, so I only did one.  That's a start!  Maybe tonight I'll do one more.  I don't get why they suggest starting to address wedding invites so early- I've seen it suggested that you start 3, 4 months before the wedding.  You're talking to a girl who did 100+ Christmas Cards last year- it didn't take me 3 months.  It didn't even take me a month!  So, yes, I'm probably going to put this off as long as possible and then write a crazed WHY DID I PUT THIS OFF SO LONG post that will make you cry.  Or maybe my slow and steady approach will help me win the race.  It'll definitely help with my handwriting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In the meantime, I'm also working on updating my address book.  I generally do a big holiday card mailing this time of year (not this year, invites are enough), so my address book is in decent shape, but there are lots of new addresses to throw in there.  I'm enjoying seeing how many different countries we'll be sending invites to- in addition to the US, we're sending invites to folks in the UK, China, Brazil, Canada, Romania, Italy, and South Korea.  Looks like I'll be needing a lot of 98 cent stamps!  Thank goodness for &lt;a href="https://shop.usps.com"&gt;Shop.USPS.com&lt;/a&gt;.  I bought stamps online last year for the first time, and I'll tell you, I did not miss wasting an hour standing at the post office one little bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-8156741997475762560?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8156741997475762560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8156741997475762560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/12/bit-by-bit-putting-invites-together.html' title='Bit by bit, putting invites together'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SxXfxmjwlPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/JGz0d0pv6ow/s72-c/Sample.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-4270135178214265071</id><published>2009-11-30T09:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T09:05:00.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trial with Ten Hair and Makeup</title><content type='html'>I had a hair and makeup trial with Tricia Catenaro from &lt;a href="http://tenhairandmakeup.com/"&gt;Ten Hair &amp;amp; Makeup&lt;/a&gt; on Saturday.  Marc, my sister and I went out to her apartment in White Plains, where we were greeted with bad reality TV, clementine oranges, and a cute canine.  These are a few of my favorite things!&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/tenhm2.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's my before picture.  I cannot even believe I'm sharing this picture with you!  Truly terrible.  My eyes are generally not quite so puffy; it was all the holiday merriment that did me in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2735/4146011578_81c38c1ac9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tricia goes to work on my hair while Willow and I hang out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2507/4146015170_e6d9496728.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Makeup done!  Love the bright eyes and the muted lips.  Exactly the romantic look I'm going for.  I'll want to wear some fake lashes on the day of, but we didn't do those on Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2575/4146018674_b00bd892b1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shots of the hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2654/4145253435_81e7da6da3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/hairsideshot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2609/4146004400_5d4acfd0d0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trial wasn't the only thing I did on Saturday.  Afterwards, we took the train into Grand Central, and went ice skating for an hour in Bryant Park.  Great rink- Marc and I went late one Saturday night last year, and had a ball then, too.  There were a lot more bad skaters on the ice during this year's daytime visit (not just children- some of the parents were lousy, too, and a full grown man skating with his girlfriend nearly pulled me down during a shaky bit).  Then, we went back to my house and I cooked our All Potato Feast in a broiling hot kitchen for an hour.  Taking all this into consideration, I think my makeup held up remarkably well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/makeupafter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I'm sold!  I sent in my request to book.  It's weird, I didn't imagine I would book anyone at all for makeup, and I figured I would go to a salon for hair, but now that it's all set, I'm very much looking forward to not having to run around the morning of the wedding.  Instead, I'll be home, with my dog, my music, my friends, and some bagel and lox.  A bride's paradise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-4270135178214265071?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/4270135178214265071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/4270135178214265071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/11/trial-with-ten-hair-and-makeup.html' title='Trial with Ten Hair and Makeup'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2735/4146011578_81c38c1ac9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-8891638261869301526</id><published>2009-11-27T09:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T09:02:00.485-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Want for Christmas.... is gifts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times New Roman"&gt;Now that we've gotten that pesky Thanksgiving holiday out of the way, it's time for CHRISTMAS! Are you ready for parties, gift-buying, present-wrapping? Ugh, not me. It's so much work. And by "it", I mean finding a gift for my mother. That's the hardest thing I do every holiday season. I've done very well for Mom the past few years, thanks to some clever sample sale shopping (A DVF wrap dress, a LuLu Guinness handbag), but between the wedding and six months of unemployment, I'm working with a much smaller budget this year.  Sorry Mom! I'll try to think of something!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times New Roman; min-height: 18.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times New Roman"&gt;And while I do that, I will think of some things I'd like for myself! I've already come up with a few wedding-related ideas. When it comes to making my Christmas list, I often think of things I was hoping to buy anyway. The first thing I'd like is my wedding day fragrance- what's more bridal then smelling like roses on your wedding day?  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I totally love the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crabtree-evelyn.com/eng/products/collections/rosewater/eau_fraiche?35268"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Rosewater Eau Fraiche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt; from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crabtree-evelyn.com/store.cfm?CKEY=US&amp;amp;lang=eng"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Crabtree &amp;amp; Evelyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;- so romantic and lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/rosewater.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-8891638261869301526?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8891638261869301526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/8891638261869301526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-i-want-for-christmas-is-gifts.html' title='All I Want for Christmas.... is gifts!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-4049347207412867256</id><published>2009-11-25T11:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T11:38:00.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sister is Here!</title><content type='html'>One bad thing about planning my wedding in NYC is that none of the rest of my family lives here.  They're all down in various parts of Florida.  I'm enjoying wedding planning, but I know without a doubt it would be more fun if my family was here to help me out.  This is just one reason I am so glad that my youngest sister Sarah is here for Thanksgiving!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are going to have a ball.  We have some wedding stuff lined up- hair and makeup trial on Saturday, a few dress-up sessions in my dress, one at a bridal store to get her opinion on a crinoline, maybe some department store makeup counter visits.  We're also seeing a Broadway show (&lt;i&gt;White Christmas&lt;/i&gt;), making our very first trip to the Macy's Parade, having Thanksgiving dinner with some dear friends, going ice skating, and most importantly, having our first ever All Potato Thanksgiving Feast.  The name is somewhat misleading- we're not doing it on Thanksgiving proper, and we are allowing a few non-potato items to sneak in, but the purpose of the event is a celebration of our favorite food on earth, the Potato, so the name fits.  I can taste them now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/n800253_30284111_9027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This picture is several years old (notice my shaved head!), and it's my favorite picture of the two us.  I love our faces, and the fact that the picture contains a version of our favorite food, the Potato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-4049347207412867256?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/4049347207412867256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/4049347207412867256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-sister-is-here.html' title='My Sister is Here!'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-2567232140444013539</id><published>2009-11-23T13:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T13:05:00.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing out my nails</title><content type='html'>One of my new favorite blog reads is &lt;a href="http://daily-nail.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Daily Nail&lt;/a&gt;.  She's attempting to do 365 different nail designs in 365 days.  Her designs are a riot- &lt;a href="http://daily-nail.blogspot.com/2009/11/bacon-is-great.html"&gt;bacon nails&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://daily-nail.blogspot.com/2009/11/around-vegas-on-10-nails-day.html"&gt;Vegas nails&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://daily-nail.blogspot.com/2009/11/twicurious.html"&gt;Twilight nails&lt;/a&gt;, she does it all.  I wish I had the energy to do all that, but I don't.  She must have an amazing nail polish collection!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my regular life, I keep my nails trimmed as short as possible.  I am going to try to grow them out for the wedding, with the help of the nail salon down the street.  Here's a funny thing about New York City: for all the talk about how much more expensive things are here (and plenty are), there are some things you can get wicked cheap, like manicures.  The nail salon down the street, which is clean, sophisticated, and stocked with all the good magazines, will do a manicure for $6.  I figure I'll get two or three before the wedding to help my nails grow properly, so by the wedding day, my nails will be long enough to balance out my short, sausage fingers.  Bacon nails and sausage fingers, there's a healthy duo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2445/4039522085_11f332d031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;My nails for Jess and Kyle's wedding- loved that vivid blue!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-2567232140444013539?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/2567232140444013539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/2567232140444013539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/11/growing-out-my-nails.html' title='Growing out my nails'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2445/4039522085_11f332d031_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-5206027628230144742</id><published>2009-11-22T22:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T22:10:02.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookies?  No, FROSTED cookies.</title><content type='html'>I don't talk a lot about wedding planning with my friends, but I really should start doing it more often.  I figure they'd be bored by it because they aren't wrapped up in it like I am, but it's that exact reason that makes them the ones with all the good ideas.  Today I was telling my friend Jocelyn about our Milk &amp;amp; Cookies idea, and she was like, oh, you mean like a Frost Your Own Cookie bar?  Yes!!!  I did not know I wanted that until you said it just now!!  A few containers of frosting, some sprinkles, and BAM!  Inspiration is everywhere, people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-5206027628230144742?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/5206027628230144742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/5206027628230144742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/11/cookies-no-frosted-cookies.html' title='Cookies?  No, FROSTED cookies.'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-7620530517491292048</id><published>2009-11-20T19:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T19:21:51.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Miss Bride Shirt from CAKE</title><content type='html'>I won a giveaway over at &lt;a href="http://www.lazybride.com/"&gt;The Lazy Bride's Blog&lt;/a&gt; a few months back- a free Miss Bride T-Shirt from the CAKE line at &lt;a href="http://www.inkboxdesign.com/"&gt;Inkbox Design Boutique&lt;/a&gt;.  Isn't it cute?  CAKE has some really cute stuff- they do a Dog of the Bride shirt!  I've been wearing this shirt like crazy- the cotton is so soft and light, it's perfect for lounging around the house, or throwing over a cami and hitting the town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/178287-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-7620530517491292048?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/7620530517491292048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/7620530517491292048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-miss-bride-shirt-from-cake.html' title='My Miss Bride Shirt from CAKE'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-316190613324771581</id><published>2009-11-20T18:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T09:12:12.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Virtual Makeovers at DailyMakeover.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;I found this great website, &lt;a href="http://www.dailymakeover.com/"&gt;DailyMakeover.com,&lt;/a&gt; where you can virtually try on hairstyles! My sister was looking for some hairdo inspiration, so I helped her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can upload one picture for free, and try on a great selection of celebrity and pre-set hairdos. The tools are great and really easy to use, you can really make the hairdo fit (although sometimes I was too lazy to do so).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I had a lot of fun playing around. Ignore my super serious expression; the picture was originally me trying to capture my eye makeup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/183405-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This is how I see my hair for the wedding- soft updo, sweep in the front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/183406.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Do blondes have more fun?  Sadly, I'll probably never know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/183407-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Wish I had curly hair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/183409-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Sassy!  Love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a hair and makeup trial scheduled a week from tomorrow; hopefully I'll look at least half as good as I do in these shots, yuk yuk yuk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-316190613324771581?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/316190613324771581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/316190613324771581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/11/virtual-makeovers-at-dailymakeovercom.html' title='Virtual Makeovers at DailyMakeover.com'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164862609714593735.post-4723494421911442043</id><published>2009-11-19T23:07:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T23:30:29.389-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bridging the Divide between China and our wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/11/real-weddings-jon-lee.html"&gt;Speaking of my sister Lee&lt;/a&gt;, about six months after her wedding to Jon, the newlyweds moved to China to teach English.  So far, they are having a ball- making new friends, seeing new places, feeling like millionaires.  Life is a lot cheaper in China!  Unfortunately, that doesn't extend to airline flights back to NYC for, say, your sister's wedding.  It's looking like my sister will not be making it back for the wedding.  Unless one of you fine readers wants to sponsor the trip?  I'm sure you all have a few thousand bucks lying around that you're just dying to get rid of.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2659/4097264589_a609678253.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;A pic Jon took during a recent snowstorm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been thinking on ways to keep my sister involved in the wedding process.  I've asked for her opinion on several issues- she's the one who found my perfect wedding shoes on eBay, and helped me decide on a color for the tissue paper pom-poms for the reception.  I don't just want to include her; I trust her taste.  We did come from the same mother, after all, and Mom's taste is a force to be reckoned with.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm starting to think on the wedding day itself.  We weren't planning on hiring a videographer, but do you know how cheap and easy to use video cameras are these days?  This is not the breadbox with VHS tapes your father had to rest on his shoulder.  A friend of mine has a &lt;a href="http://www.theflip.com/en-us/"&gt;Flip camera&lt;/a&gt;, and that thing is amazing.  She let me use it to shoot video a few months ago at a karaoke party, when a bunch of us were screaming along to "Don't Stop Believin'".  I figured the whole thing would be a dark, thunderous blob, but when she posted the clips to Flickr, it was amazing.  I could see everyone, and hear individual voice parts- I heard things on the video I hadn't heard in person!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/?action=view&amp;amp;current=U2120W_01.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss327/ThePinkSuperhero/U2120W_01.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Source: theflip.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Marc and I are hoping to save up enough Amazon.com credit card reward certificates to be able to at least substantially subsidize purchasing one of these suckers.  I could video blog the wedding day in real time!  Imagine that.  "Here's me in my Bridezilla robe!"  "Here's me with no makeup on, AHHH, I'm scary!"  "Here's me having a panic attack, get me some bagel and lox, stat!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164862609714593735-4723494421911442043?l=katethebride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/4723494421911442043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164862609714593735/posts/default/4723494421911442043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katethebride.blogspot.com/2009/11/bridging-divide-between-china-and-our.html' title='Bridging the Divide between China and our wedding'/><author><name>Kate the Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290032675110590311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Owm_i5qtFfQ/SwaNe8G8jdI/AAAAAAAAABw/8MqU54-BB5A/S220/LizaIcon.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2659/4097264589_a609678253_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
