<?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-2982983921734716142</id><updated>2011-10-04T15:13:07.141-04:00</updated><category term='suggestions'/><category term='no label to describe how horrible'/><category term='veil'/><category term='wedding myths'/><category term='receptions'/><category term='30 percent rule'/><category term='wedding finances'/><category term='resolutions'/><category term='favors'/><category term='venting'/><category term='holiday weekend wedding'/><category term='abigail kirsch'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='registry'/><category term='bridesmaid dresses'/><category term='wedding programs'/><category term='wedding flowers'/><category term='macy&apos;s'/><category term='guilt'/><category term='table seating issues'/><category term='shower'/><category term='Project Runway Bridal'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='columbus day'/><category term='hair'/><category term='etsy'/><category term='honeymoon'/><category term='the man in my life'/><category term='invites'/><category term='lazy'/><category term='rehearsal dinner'/><category term='westchester reception hall'/><category term='bridesmaids'/><category term='gifts'/><category term='ring bearer'/><category term='first post'/><category term='caterers'/><category term='save the dates'/><category term='new leaf cafe'/><category term='compromise'/><category term='family'/><category term='bubby&apos;s'/><category term='in-laws'/><category term='florist'/><category term='wedding cake alternative'/><category term='sale'/><category term='inner thoughts'/><category term='blogs'/><category term='wedding intervention'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='weather'/><category term='drama'/><category term='wedding details'/><category term='wedding dress'/><category term='angst'/><category term='keep calm'/><category term='diy'/><category term='advice'/><category term='RSVPs'/><category term='the big show'/><category term='perspective'/><category term='photography'/><category term='guest list'/><category term='bridal party gifts'/><category term='dress'/><category term='wedding font love'/><category term='love it'/><category term='wedding party'/><category term='coordinator'/><category term='music'/><category term='wedding website'/><category term='to-dos'/><category term='the bridal dark side'/><category term='fort tryon'/><category term='decisions'/><category term='new york botanical gardens'/><category term='costs'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='extortion'/><category term='coping'/><category term='food'/><category term='wedding dance'/><category term='religion'/><category term='invitations'/><category term='kleinfeld&apos;s'/><category term='colors'/><category term='guests'/><category term='holy sh*t'/><category term='bronx zoo'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='rings'/><category term='warmfuzzy'/><category term='nyc'/><category term='wedding countdown'/><category term='delegate'/><title type='text'>lazybride</title><subtitle type='html'>planning a budget friendly wedding in nyc...and trying not to go from lazy to crazy</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>137</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-970841886607371474</id><published>2009-11-24T16:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:31:12.610-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in-laws'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rehearsal dinner'/><title type='text'>Recap Part II: The Rehearsal</title><content type='html'>Fordham University has a gorgeous chapel.  As part of getting married there, they provide a day-of coordinator who also conducts the rehearsal.  This is a college student. Has anyone interacted with a 19 year old lately? Ever notice if they aren’t relatives, they’re kind of annoying? Like…totally, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, my sister, my glorious sister, was once the wedding coordinator and knew the ins and outs of running the rehearsal.  She stepped up her teacher voice and asked the organizational questions that I didn’t know to ask. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutest moment ever was when my nephew was asked if he wanted to walk down by himself or with the flower girls.  He, sizing up the girls thoughtfully, wisely said, “With the girls” in his v. special resigned 5 year old way.  Out came his hands to pretend to hold a pillow. Heart clutch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I failed at was getting the order of the wedding party right, not knowing that putting them in order of importance going down the aisle would be reversed because they have them enter the aisle at the other end. Small…little…insignificant detail.  If you care about that sort of thing.  The calligrapher side of me cared, the person that knew better did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, a hint of drama at the ordering of the parents.  His divorced parents. But everyone remained civil which I very much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my uncle did the ceremony and he also took over part of the rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was great.  Kept the vows a secret. Pumped up the crowd for the responses the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before I knew it we were done and off to the rehearsal dinner, that epic event that one set of his parents had become…much. less. than. civil. over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did it at Umberto’s Clam House. And it was great. The tables were decorated with mums and awkward pictures from our childhoods.  One person’s toast was v. biblical, but in the end, very nice and touching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my dad decided to read a poem he wrote for me, entitled “Yes”. Open floodgates. Realization. Marriage. No longer someone’s child but someone’s wife. It was a heart fluttering moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone had a great time at the rehearsal, showing that in the end, you really don’t need to worry about the small stuff or make it into something that it isn’t (the disaster I predicted).  Everyone there was there to celebrate us and did they ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left with my parents, to sleep in my childhood twin bed, with my wedding dress hanging over my bed from the ceiling fan. And sleep I did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-970841886607371474?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/970841886607371474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=970841886607371474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/970841886607371474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/970841886607371474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/11/recap-part-ii-rehearsal.html' title='Recap Part II: The Rehearsal'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-1266337201692466140</id><published>2009-11-09T15:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T15:16:18.085-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the big show'/><title type='text'>Recap Part I: The Lead Up</title><content type='html'>Exactly one week before the wedding, I got violently ill.  I also turned 30.  Not in that order. But close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 meant Korean BBQ and karaoke. it was great, especially because I got to sing the last song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second day of 30 years of age meant &lt;a href="http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/10/whew.html"&gt;some truly horrible things&lt;/a&gt;. The cause of which was traced to an office lunch provided during an all day meeting the day before.  One of the most amusing pre-wedding conversations was with a Department of Health staffer asking me for a stool sample and how many episodes of you know what I had had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I planned to work the Monday-Wednesday of the wedding week.  “Work” being a fungible idea that week.  I got done what I needed to and placed in someone else’s hands what should have been done while I was away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After torturing a small fraction of my office with wedding planning stories for the better part of the year, they threw me a v. nice shower. It was a total surprise. I felt like a gladiator going off to battle when I was leaving the office with everyone cheering me on. Physically, I felt like one because of the cake at the shower. I love &lt;a href="http://www.makemycake2.com/"&gt;Make My Cake&lt;/a&gt;, you should too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night, I felt good enough to do some hot yoga with one of my friends, who I will call Cheerleader of Marriage.  A clear advocate of marriage and taking the plunge, she’s been a great support.  You know that one friend that really steps up her A-game for you and your wedding, that’s COM.  Addresses all of your little (do I need to put bows on all of the programs?) and big (will my future step father in law behave?) concerns with the answers you want to hear but couldn’t really think up yourself (hell no) and (I will throw myself between you and him, don’t worry).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, miraculously, from Wednesday on, it was calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband’s (!) phone starting ringing off the hook on Thursday with calls from family coming in from the unnamed state of corn-holes.  My phone was mysteriously quiet.  For the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took care of some last minute things on Thursday.  When we dropped of the seating cards and table tents, our restaurant was overtaken by the movie “The Beaver” with Jodie Foster and Mel Gibson.  I tried to imagine what those two would talk about and couldn’t come up with anything but the sound of crickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to pick up our favors, black and white cookies baked by my professional chef friend at her restaurant.  She wasn’t quite finished so I got to go into the pastry kitchen and wrap some up myself.  That was a really fun moment. It was surreal enough to warrant a “This is really happening and I’m labeling my cookies with a sticker with a date two days from now.”  No stress from anywhere, just me, my friend, baking supplies and a bunch of strangers who were nice to me because they wanted leftover cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, we started the family ping-pong experiment that my husband (!) is used to but that usually happens in his state between his divorced parents families.  That was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday.  Oh, Friday.  I thought it was going to be quieter than it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up and went for a jog, showered, noticed a water stain (this is important much later) on the ceiling and went to get a mani-pedi.  On the way, I scoffed at a text message from my husband’s step mother asking if I or he was available for lunch.  Sorry lady, it’s the day before my wedding and no I am not available, enjoy that crack pipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mani-pedi was at a delightfully average shop with one of my preggers bridesmaids.  It was great.  No guilt at taking the extra 15 minute foot rub. We went to lunch after, also delicious, and then because of impending rain, I thought it would make perfect sense to buy that expensive but &lt;a href="http://www.momastore.org/museum/moma/ProductDisplay_Color%20Spectrum%20Umbrella%20%20Stick_10451_10001_12222"&gt;cute rainbow umbrella from the MOMA store&lt;/a&gt;.  And I think I wanted to get one more totally unnecessary purchase that I justified as "wedding related."  Unfortunately, this made me late to meet my sister at my apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready to leave the apartment as a single person and not forget anything, because I wasn’t going to be back until I was a married person, was a little stressful.  Plus, I hadn’t realized that I wouldn’t see my husband (!) until the rehearsal and dinner.  THE. REHEARSAL. DINNER.  You know &lt;a href="http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/search/label/rehearsal%20dinner"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;the one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister was great at getting me packed and ready.  For all her nagging during the planning, she proved to be the Most Valuable Player of my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The FDR was NOT great at getting us from the lower east side to her place in Westchester.  Bad, FDR, bad.  If you are a NYC bride, you should know better than taking a car anywhere the Friday before your wedding.  You should ALWAYS take mass transit.  I was blinded by the promise of a seat in a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I was privy to the great rush of getting two children ready for the rehearsal at the church.  I kind of let them sweat it out thinking that it started at 545, when it really started at 6 because if they knew, we wouldn’t have been there until 615.  You know I’m right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V. important bridal tip: lie to people about start times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked that everyone was there on time, but not as shocked as I was when I met our barely competent 19 year old church wedding coordinator.  Again, my sister stepped in and saved the day with her bossy self, otherwise, we would have been there forever.  Forcing questions and reassurances, my sister was awesome and I was happy to not be on the receiving end of those questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rehearsal…was surreal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-1266337201692466140?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/1266337201692466140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=1266337201692466140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/1266337201692466140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/1266337201692466140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/11/recap-part-i-lead-up.html' title='Recap Part I: The Lead Up'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-1750045969037799261</id><published>2009-10-26T16:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T16:38:33.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it's pretty awesome</title><content type='html'>getting married. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marriagelifedogsknitting.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-york-city-part-2.html"&gt;my friend Rachel&lt;/a&gt; did a better job of updating than I did.  will share some thoughts in a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*just happy*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-1750045969037799261?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/1750045969037799261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=1750045969037799261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/1750045969037799261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/1750045969037799261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-pretty-awesome.html' title='it&apos;s pretty awesome'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-7032912836950918048</id><published>2009-10-08T20:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T20:57:29.124-04:00</updated><title type='text'>home stretch</title><content type='html'>Here we go! I'm excited but strangely calm and not stressed. Michael Douglas wants to film a movie on campus with hundreds of extras? Whatevs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just picked up hundreds of black and white cookies from master baker and bridesmaid extraordinare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan to spend time relaxing tomorrow with a nice mani/pedi and lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo! After a year and a half of engagement, I'm so ready to take the leap. Take me to the edge, i'm ready to jump!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-7032912836950918048?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/7032912836950918048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=7032912836950918048' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/7032912836950918048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/7032912836950918048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/10/home-stretch.html' title='home stretch'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-6015230768013327310</id><published>2009-10-04T22:12:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T22:22:55.900-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no label to describe how horrible'/><title type='text'>whew</title><content type='html'>I'm happy we are getting hitched next weekend, because this weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I was felled by food poisoning all of saturday.  all. of. saturday.&lt;br /&gt;2. It was a DOWNPOURING from 1:30 - 3:00, prime picture taking time&lt;br /&gt;3. It was a warm rain. yuck.&lt;br /&gt;4. I can't reiterate how sick I was on saturday without crossing the boundaries of blogger etiquette&lt;br /&gt;5. wtf, blogger etiquette.&lt;br /&gt;6. i shit my pants.&lt;br /&gt;7. this had never happened before...i thought it was just a fart.&lt;br /&gt;8. it was so disgusting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is all.  i hope you are all grateful that you don't know what this experience feels like.  if this has happened to you, you are not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/blwBvrFQy-Y&amp;amp;hl=en&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/blwBvrFQy-Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-6015230768013327310?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/6015230768013327310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=6015230768013327310' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/6015230768013327310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/6015230768013327310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/10/whew.html' title='whew'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-7415829072617768304</id><published>2009-10-02T14:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T14:26:25.097-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keep calm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding programs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding countdown'/><title type='text'>it's the final countdown</title><content type='html'>I've been strangely calm the last week, just handling things as they come up.  I thought I would be a frantic mess at this point, but due to the fact that everything that could be delegated was, I don't have that much to worry/fret about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides random stupid requests by, putting this nicely, silly, silly people.  One involving carrying a baby down the aisle.  I know, I'm a heartless bitch because I don't want a baby to be carried down the aisle because I think that maybe, maaaaaybe, she'll be freaked out, not like organ music, or tons of strangers looking at her, will shit her pants and then will cry (like a baby) at the altar when separated from her mother.  and, I don't know why I wouldn't want that to be the last thing happen before I walk down the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, you get what you ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked for my mom to look over the programs for errors/omissions and got 4 emails with several different things to correct/do.  Over the course of 36 hours.  helpful.  didn't make all that many changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you download a certain font and want to bring your program to Kinko's they will not necessarily have the font on their computers.  Learned that the hard way.  And despite their business model of wanting to do easy printing jobs and make money, they will turn away your business because you request bond paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calm.  still calm.  KEEP CALM AND CARRY ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=31247361&amp;amp;ref=sr_list_10&amp;amp;&amp;amp;ga_search_query=keep+calm+and+carry+on&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_page=&amp;amp;order=date_desc&amp;amp;includes%5B%5D=tags&amp;amp;includes%5B%5D=title"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SsZFLAlZOoI/AAAAAAAAA88/C4cNQOgy3sc/s320/keepcalm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388070059633097346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and f* you weather.com, I'm a &lt;a href="http://www.wunderground.com/cgi-bin/findweather/getForecast?query=new+york%2C+ny#SPE"&gt;wunderground.com&lt;/a&gt; fan now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-7415829072617768304?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/7415829072617768304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=7415829072617768304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/7415829072617768304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/7415829072617768304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-final-countdown.html' title='it&apos;s the final countdown'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SsZFLAlZOoI/AAAAAAAAA88/C4cNQOgy3sc/s72-c/keepcalm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-4860953919869148524</id><published>2009-09-30T11:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T11:21:06.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'>have i...</title><content type='html'>mentioned that I wanted to be Al Roker when I was growing up?  yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SsN3Tha49sI/AAAAAAAAA80/YL4DhRzTD_I/s1600-h/weather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SsN3Tha49sI/AAAAAAAAA80/YL4DhRzTD_I/s320/weather.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387280756537620162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this justifies my obsession.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-4860953919869148524?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/4860953919869148524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=4860953919869148524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4860953919869148524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4860953919869148524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/09/have-i.html' title='have i...'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SsN3Tha49sI/AAAAAAAAA80/YL4DhRzTD_I/s72-c/weather.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-4574539581417879703</id><published>2009-09-30T09:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T09:47:20.288-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice'/><title type='text'>Farmer's Almanac = Bride's Best Friend?</title><content type='html'>I consulted the &lt;a href="http://www.almanac.com/weather/forecast"&gt;Farmer's Almanac &lt;/a&gt;early in the wedding process.  Not that I totally believed in it, but I thought it might have some merit.  I believe the entry for our week (because it doesn't hone in on specific days) was periods of showers.* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't you know that &lt;a href="http://www.weather.com/outlook/events/weddings/tenday/10002"&gt;5 out of the next 10 days are forecasted to shower&lt;/a&gt;?  coincidence? I think not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brides, get thee to the bookstore and consult that farmer's almanac before you pick your date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Not that I care about rain, cloud cover makes for good photos, I just don't want a torrential downpour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-4574539581417879703?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/4574539581417879703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=4574539581417879703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4574539581417879703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4574539581417879703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/09/farmers-almanac-brides-best-friend.html' title='Farmer&apos;s Almanac = Bride&apos;s Best Friend?'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-7452440620997983071</id><published>2009-09-29T15:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T15:55:50.166-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding details'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delegate'/><title type='text'>me being lazy</title><content type='html'>you know you are lazy when your FH creates, prints, cuts and folds all of your placecards.  lazy...and smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he did a great job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know you are entering dangerous wedding territory when your most recent web browsing includes &lt;a href="http://www.catholicweddinghelp.com/index.htm"&gt;www.catholicweddinghelp.com&lt;/a&gt;.  no joke.  it exists.  also, when you ask your mother to steal/borrow a hymnal from the church.  and when you ask a nun to send you a copy of the most recent prayers of the faithful.  cuz you are just too lazy to come up with your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're one day away from the 10 day outlook on weather.com.  gotta be honest, i'm excited that it is supposed to rain this weekend because I feel like that improves the chances for next weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-7452440620997983071?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/7452440620997983071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=7452440620997983071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/7452440620997983071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/7452440620997983071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/09/me-being-lazy.html' title='me being lazy'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-4652009683977791732</id><published>2009-09-25T12:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T12:11:29.664-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the bridal dark side'/><title type='text'>my relationship with the dark side</title><content type='html'>Let’s define the dark side first.  The dark side is a place where one reads wedding blogs, beautiful, gorgeous wedding blogs (hello snippet and ink and Elizabeth Anne Designs) and wedding websites like Martha Stewart weddings, and photography websites (I’m looking at you punam bean), for at least 2 hours a day.  (these are just the websites that pull me in, there is nothing wrong with these sites, besides what you do with them, ala judge yourself). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a place where one yearns for that perfect letterpress, to match every single piece of paper used at their wedding, but already has perfectly unique invites (which were sent out months ago).  The dark side is a place where you check your own wedding registry daily.  You find yourself searching endlessly for that perfect dress for your niece, who won’t even remember being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a place that makes you think your wedding isn’t special enough because it doesn’t, in your mind, measure up to all the other things/images out there, including wedding industrial complex weddings, super budget weddings AND super indie unique weddings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your wedding becomes defined by what it will look like, not what it will feel like and not what it is actually about: You and yours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn’t a place you want to be.  But only you put yourself there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be a place where one looks for the *perfect* font for their wedding programs.  It may be a place where I have been and thanks to the comment slaps from friends, I’m vowing not to return. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-4652009683977791732?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/4652009683977791732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=4652009683977791732' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4652009683977791732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4652009683977791732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-relationship-with-dark-side.html' title='my relationship with the dark side'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-812524131045201897</id><published>2009-09-24T12:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:35:13.395-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding font love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding programs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diy'/><title type='text'>font love</title><content type='html'>Just wasted most of my morning on &lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cdbyrne%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:Garamond; 	panose-1:2 2 4 4 3 3 1 1 8 3; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:roman; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:647 0 0 0 159 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dafont.com/"&gt;www.dafont.com/&lt;/a&gt; for the wedding programs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving these fonts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cdbyrne%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt; 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&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 2pt 0in; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 22pt; font-family: Landsdowne;" lang="EN"&gt;Landsdowne&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 22pt; font-family: Mutlu;" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;they're all free.  and fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 2pt 0in; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 22pt; font-family: Tagettes;" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-812524131045201897?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/812524131045201897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=812524131045201897' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/812524131045201897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/812524131045201897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/09/font-love.html' title='font love'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-432496425994083253</id><published>2009-09-24T11:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T11:09:07.042-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='table seating issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delegate'/><title type='text'>The Importance of Delegating</title><content type='html'>Delegating tasks is the biggest favor a bride can do for herself.  I cannot imagine doing everything that I have asked other people to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, friends would offer to do things and I would shoo them away…'no, of course not, don’t be silly'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don’t even ask, I just mention something that needs to be done, someone offers to help and away we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the flip side to delegating is when you see a finished product and it isn’t what you thought it would be, you need to just LET THE F GO.  You gave it up to someone else and they did with it what they thought was best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, the fact that the welcome bags will have paper weights in them.  Not something that I would pick for welcome bags, but then again, I don’t have to put together welcome bags.  Now the tricky part…controlling my snide comments, “who the f is going to want to carry a paperweight in their luggage when they go home?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our seating charts are DONE. I danced, high fived, screamed and celebrated with some two-buck chuck. That’s definitely one of the things that people told me would be hard and was hard. No wedding myth there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-432496425994083253?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/432496425994083253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=432496425994083253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/432496425994083253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/432496425994083253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/09/importance-of-delegating.html' title='The Importance of Delegating'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-2651055071143796934</id><published>2009-09-23T16:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T16:42:34.328-04:00</updated><title type='text'>when in doubt</title><content type='html'>In etiquette, I usually refer to my handy copy of Emily Post, given to me on my first day working at a high end boutique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, in a bind, one might find help from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.etiquettehell.com/smf/index.php?topic=62756.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loves me some internet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-2651055071143796934?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/2651055071143796934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=2651055071143796934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/2651055071143796934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/2651055071143796934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-in-doubt.html' title='when in doubt'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-4073479965383743841</id><published>2009-09-23T10:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T10:11:33.457-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding details'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='table seating issues'/><title type='text'>pre-emptive thanks</title><content type='html'>I am so thankful for the detail oriented people in my life right now, including but not limited to my future husband, a key bridesmaid, the restaurant manager and my florist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FH is doing a ton of work right now for the wedding, not least of which is making sure we pay everyone and that we have enough money to pay for everyone, also, dealing with his mother.  Came home the other day to him on the phone with her, "but mom, I'm not going to know the difference between fuschia and marroon tissue paper" re: the welcome bags, ie, not my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For someone like me who just wants to zone out to How I Met Your Mother, details are the bane of my existence. Second only to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Table assignments.  Doing this sucks.  My issues right now include&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The old people table, they're all old, invalid and may get lost on the way to the bathroom...seat them all together or assign them to their children?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Parent's random friends..sitting with them would be like sitting at a table with Eeyore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who to put upstairs? I don't want to insult anyone, but people are going to be sitting upstairs.  I'm going to try to make it a party up there. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where do we sit?  This is an issue&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How to pad the in-laws tables...because non of FH's extended family is coming...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Knowing that none of this is going to matter in 3 weeks is so comforting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-4073479965383743841?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/4073479965383743841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=4073479965383743841' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4073479965383743841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4073479965383743841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/09/pre-emptive-thanks.html' title='pre-emptive thanks'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-1562155779447875457</id><published>2009-09-18T12:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T12:23:07.293-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding myths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 percent rule'/><title type='text'>30 Percent Rule Holds!</title><content type='html'>They (who's they? I don't know, people who have been married or the WIC, take your pick) say that 30% of your guest list will say no.  Well guess what, for our almost 300 person guest list, this is entirely true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gives me such a sense of relief that our restaurant/reception venue won't be overrun with too many people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now about that rumor that 5 percent of the people who said yes won't actually show.  Do people do this? How can this be true?  We're not taking any chances and just giving the number we have.  If we have to eat 10 placesettings (an entire TABLE?!?!), I'll be pissed, but not until after I get back from my honeymoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-1562155779447875457?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/1562155779447875457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=1562155779447875457' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/1562155779447875457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/1562155779447875457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/09/30-percent-rule-holds.html' title='30 Percent Rule Holds!'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-256822146654750838</id><published>2009-09-17T13:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T13:34:22.414-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridesmaids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridal party gifts'/><title type='text'>bmaid gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SrJytiOHNxI/AAAAAAAAA8U/f8BxQXCFSag/s1600-h/bmaid+necklace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SrJytiOHNxI/AAAAAAAAA8U/f8BxQXCFSag/s320/bmaid+necklace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382490631266842386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked them up from Amy at &lt;a href="http://www.birdhousejewelry.com/"&gt;birdhouse jewelry&lt;/a&gt; at the &lt;a href="http://brownstoner.com/brooklynflea/"&gt;brooklyn flea&lt;/a&gt;, she also has an &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=78575"&gt;etsy stor&lt;/a&gt;e...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-256822146654750838?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/256822146654750838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=256822146654750838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/256822146654750838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/256822146654750838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/09/bmaid-gifts.html' title='bmaid gifts'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SrJytiOHNxI/AAAAAAAAA8U/f8BxQXCFSag/s72-c/bmaid+necklace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-3272012663032357446</id><published>2009-09-17T10:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T10:16:02.245-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in-laws'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diy'/><title type='text'>blip</title><content type='html'>my future mother in law made rehearsal dinner invites. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see no point in rehearsal dinner invites.  and said so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they look like an invite to a met's game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's me not caring and letting go. (visual includes downing glass of wine)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-3272012663032357446?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/3272012663032357446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=3272012663032357446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/3272012663032357446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/3272012663032357446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/09/blip.html' title='blip'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-6896905755223031361</id><published>2009-09-14T14:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T14:22:11.429-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suggestions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>new thought</title><content type='html'>dear weather.com,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please look into 30 day outlooks. i'd like to stress over that which i have no control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours,&lt;br /&gt;lb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-6896905755223031361?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/6896905755223031361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=6896905755223031361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/6896905755223031361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/6896905755223031361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-thought.html' title='new thought'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-3316808451688194082</id><published>2009-09-10T10:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T10:46:40.392-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy sh*t'/><title type='text'>1. month. to. go.</title><content type='html'>EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;div id=":1e7" class="ii gt"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm nervous, excited and stressed about little details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and therefore eating mint choc chip breyer's ice cream for dinner with red wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and f-ing with my birth control so i don't have my period on my honeymoon, which may be making me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dress fitting tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-3316808451688194082?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/3316808451688194082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=3316808451688194082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/3316808451688194082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/3316808451688194082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/09/1-month-to-go.html' title='1. month. to. go.'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-461098025229099891</id><published>2009-09-08T14:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T14:48:54.823-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RSVPs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>You Say Yes, I Say No</title><content type='html'>To the THIRTY PERCENT of my guest list (80 people) that has not responded....WHY DO YOU TORTURE ME SO???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case anyone is curious, the bulk of those who have not responded are RELATIVES. My relatives to be exact. You have some random friends, but mostly, it's the relatives.  This is surprising, I would have thought that my parents' friends would be the slow ones.  Nope.  They responded promptly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so let the hunting for answers begin.  I will email them at work, I will tell on my cousin's elderly parents and I will get cousins to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;harangue&lt;/span&gt; their elderly parents.  It's just a yes or no, people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-461098025229099891?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/461098025229099891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=461098025229099891' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/461098025229099891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/461098025229099891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-say-yes-i-say-no.html' title='You Say Yes, I Say No'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-5385241024739940588</id><published>2009-09-04T09:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T10:00:17.054-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><title type='text'>bridal showers are not the enemy</title><content type='html'>Even though it rains&lt;br /&gt;Even though you weren't surprised, necessarily&lt;br /&gt;Even though your crazy aunt forgot her teeth&lt;br /&gt;Especially because your five year old nephew runs you over in front of everyone&lt;br /&gt;Especially because your six month old niece is cute as a button and makes everyone "awwww"&lt;br /&gt;Even though you never think you'll get through all those presents in under 6 hours&lt;br /&gt;Especially because your college next door neighbor who you met by chance, puts together the most god awful ribbon hat that makes you smile radiantly and sashay...&lt;br /&gt;Even though three of your bridesmaids don't make it for perfectly good reasons&lt;br /&gt;Especially because they were there in spirit&lt;br /&gt;Even though you don't understand your future mother in law&lt;br /&gt;Especially because your favorite aunt and cousins were there&lt;br /&gt;Even though your sister doesn't understand why you would get three different colors of Fiesta plates&lt;br /&gt;Even though you didn't actually get to eat dessert, or coffee, or taste anything because your adrenaline was running on super high and&lt;br /&gt;Especially because you weren't as mortified as you thought you would be opening a nightie from your mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love your bridal shower. You feel loved and honored.  and amazed that it went by so quickly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-5385241024739940588?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/5385241024739940588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=5385241024739940588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/5385241024739940588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/5385241024739940588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/09/bridal-showers-are-not-enemy.html' title='bridal showers are not the enemy'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-4304478269498329014</id><published>2009-09-03T11:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T11:34:13.890-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding dress'/><title type='text'>early 90s fun</title><content type='html'>It's important to laugh during these hectic times. Does anyone else remember this episode? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-jReYu4BL_c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/-jReYu4BL_c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-4304478269498329014?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/4304478269498329014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=4304478269498329014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4304478269498329014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4304478269498329014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/09/early-90s-fun.html' title='early 90s fun'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-7537733061751079634</id><published>2009-09-02T16:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:54:58.190-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy sh*t'/><title type='text'>I'm</title><content type='html'>getting married NEXT MONTH.  yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tylenol pm, you and I will be v. good friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-7537733061751079634?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/7537733061751079634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=7537733061751079634' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/7537733061751079634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/7537733061751079634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/09/im.html' title='I&apos;m'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-4530217974084634446</id><published>2009-08-28T09:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T09:53:19.802-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding intervention'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding cake alternative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>How Will I Know I'm At a Wedding?</title><content type='html'>Went to hang out with my sister and her friends at her beach rental last week.  I suspect it was a poorly planned wedding intervention, but these days, every interaction with my sister goes similarly.  This was an actual conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: You guys, she's not having cake&lt;br /&gt;Friend 1: Not having cake!&lt;br /&gt;Friend 2: You have to have cake!&lt;br /&gt;Me: No I don't&lt;br /&gt;Her: I will buy you a cake&lt;br /&gt;Me: You only want to do that because you bought me a cake topper.  We are having pie, get over it, it costs more money to serve cake than it's worth&lt;br /&gt;Her: You are ridiculous&lt;br /&gt;Friend 1: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How will I know I'm at a wedding &lt;/span&gt;if you don't cut cake?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't know, maybe the one hour service before and the big white dress I'll be wearing could be hints?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, I have not told them of the many other things we are skipping: champagne toast (that shit is expensive), garter toss (ridiculous), bouquet toss (also ridiculous), being announced (just silly, everyone there knows who we are)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to learn to pick your battles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-4530217974084634446?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/4530217974084634446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=4530217974084634446' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4530217974084634446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4530217974084634446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-will-i-know-im-at-wedding.html' title='How Will I Know I&apos;m At a Wedding?'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-5286151669966974688</id><published>2009-08-26T15:57:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T16:01:49.915-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sale'/><title type='text'>cute</title><content type='html'>Just in case anyone out there loves ladybugs&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SpWUQ7d7R_I/AAAAAAAAA7U/pz8t8gigtJ8/s1600-h/lady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SpWUQ7d7R_I/AAAAAAAAA7U/pz8t8gigtJ8/s320/lady.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374364748898584562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SpWUAtqiNNI/AAAAAAAAA7M/B412cawOQnQ/s1600-h/lady.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Placecards and other loverly things are on sale at &lt;a href="http://www.katespaperie.com/store/category/wedding_sale"&gt;kate's paperie&lt;/a&gt; (where I spent an hour trying to figure out if I wanted to line my own envelopes and subsequently decided to only line a choice few)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-5286151669966974688?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/5286151669966974688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=5286151669966974688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/5286151669966974688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/5286151669966974688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/08/cute.html' title='cute'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SpWUQ7d7R_I/AAAAAAAAA7U/pz8t8gigtJ8/s72-c/lady.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-7847193130000019002</id><published>2009-08-20T11:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T12:02:54.903-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RSVPs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='registry'/><title type='text'>Apologies</title><content type='html'>Sorry, I short-circuited on macy's yesterday.  It isn't a big deal, but I feel bad for people who are trying to buy us presents and are faced with sheer incompetence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, Williams Sonoma has been nothing but a delight to work with/receive gifts from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're less than 2 months out and it's....exciting.  I'm really really excited.  I think it will be a great day but most of all, I'm excited to call FH my husband.  We've been practicing and it usually ends up with giggles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our response rate has been slower than I would have liked, but we're almost at a 50% response rate, 3 weeks after sending out the invites and 2.5 weeks before the cut off date.  With the Yes/No rate, we're likely to have about 240 at the wedding, which sounds perfect.  It's not likely to be that many tho as conventional wisdom says that you'll get more Nos towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back one response card from a girlfriend of mine and she didn't put her boyfriends name.  I'm thinking, oh dear lord, I hope I didn't offend them by not putting his name on the invite. After a few frantic emails/calls to all non marrieds in a relationship, I come to find out that she was going through a really tough time and had just broken up with her boyfriend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, lesson learned, it isn't all about me all the time and it never should be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-7847193130000019002?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/7847193130000019002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=7847193130000019002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/7847193130000019002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/7847193130000019002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/08/apologies.html' title='Apologies'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-4841320460479482249</id><published>2009-08-19T16:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T16:46:44.858-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='macy&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='registry'/><title type='text'>Dear Macy's,</title><content type='html'>Dear Macy's,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fucking suck.  I realize that we are in a national fiscal meltdown, but if you advertise a certain kate spade china pattern during all of 2008/2009, brides are going to want it and you best stock the freaking merchandise or no one will be able to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't even go into the candlesticks on backorder for 95 days or my bedding on closeout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You blow.  And I find it annoying that I have to go through weddingchannel.com to get to the registry, which operates like a website from 1995.  fix that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best,&lt;br /&gt;LB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hey now, bed bath and beyond, what's your stock room look like....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-4841320460479482249?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/4841320460479482249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=4841320460479482249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4841320460479482249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4841320460479482249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/08/dear-macys.html' title='Dear Macy&apos;s,'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-914829697192785285</id><published>2009-08-19T16:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T16:39:41.121-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veil'/><title type='text'>Follow Up</title><content type='html'>I bought this one and met Sara Gabriel herself (sassy mom to be with tattoos! a veil designer with tattoos!).  I felt compelled to tell her that most veils scare me, but hers don't.  She accepted by high compliment quite gracefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SoxiuUjD0rI/AAAAAAAAA6k/FY3DZul9VnE/s1600-h/Katie_Front_tall_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SoxiuUjD0rI/AAAAAAAAA6k/FY3DZul9VnE/s320/Katie_Front_tall_thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371777003475423922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/dbyrne/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-914829697192785285?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/914829697192785285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=914829697192785285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/914829697192785285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/914829697192785285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/08/follow-up.html' title='Follow Up'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SoxiuUjD0rI/AAAAAAAAA6k/FY3DZul9VnE/s72-c/Katie_Front_tall_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-5076750451594401804</id><published>2009-08-13T15:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T15:54:52.898-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veil'/><title type='text'>Tempting</title><content type='html'>Going to the &lt;a href="http://www.saragabriel.com/"&gt;Sara Gabriel&lt;/a&gt; trunk show at &lt;a href="http://www.gabriellanewyork.com/"&gt;Gabriella&lt;/a&gt; in a few.  Where I shall try on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendy&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SoRuu2hiblI/AAAAAAAAA5g/YTbyTZlt_oQ/s1600-h/Wendy_Side.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SoRuu2hiblI/AAAAAAAAA5g/YTbyTZlt_oQ/s320/Wendy_Side.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369538406921694802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SoRut_5vQqI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/ngVKvnqAWpY/s1600-h/Katie_Front_tall_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SoRut_5vQqI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/ngVKvnqAWpY/s320/Katie_Front_tall_thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369538392259248802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Drew...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SoRuto5zvxI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/ycClxbq4FxE/s1600-h/Drew_Side_tall_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SoRuto5zvxI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/ycClxbq4FxE/s320/Drew_Side_tall_thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369538386085527314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord only knows how much these things cost, but I just can't help myself.  I PROMISE not to buy anything crazy.  which is what I said 45 mins before buying a sample at Kleinfelds.  sh!t.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-5076750451594401804?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/5076750451594401804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=5076750451594401804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/5076750451594401804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/5076750451594401804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/08/tempting.html' title='Tempting'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SoRuu2hiblI/AAAAAAAAA5g/YTbyTZlt_oQ/s72-c/Wendy_Side.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-5841572222096518675</id><published>2009-08-10T10:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T10:26:08.284-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in-laws'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy sh*t'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>I'm a Survivor</title><content type='html'>A lazy bride's coping mechanism for difficult family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip #1&lt;br /&gt;Make sure everyone is on the same page.  If your FH doesn't see a control battle/power struggle when it is obvious to you, sit back and watch for a while.  State the obvious, without any slant, it will hit him/her eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip #2&lt;br /&gt;When your FH is cursing out his own parents, stand back.  You have/want no part of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip #3&lt;br /&gt;When faced with confronting a situation head on vs. putting it off to the wedding, confront, start fresh, encourage deep breaths, we are all adults here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip #4&lt;br /&gt;If the sleeping arrangements are not clear to you and you live in the apt/house, state your desires before they arrive and have your significant other define those terms to his/her parents, this will end up beautifully with you in your bed and not the air mattress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip #5&lt;br /&gt;If the car isn't air conditioned, look on the bright side, at least you don't have to talk to them with the wind drowning out everything but your own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip #6&lt;br /&gt;Exercise your right for alone time, go to the supermarket alone, leave the situation, if you must claim sickness, do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip #7&lt;br /&gt;When your significant other tries to gloss over the weekend as not so bad, highlight the one, most egregious infraction that goes against the core of your values and principles so that they don't forget what you just went through for their family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip #8&lt;br /&gt;Live at least 4 states from said difficult people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-5841572222096518675?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/5841572222096518675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=5841572222096518675' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/5841572222096518675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/5841572222096518675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-survivor.html' title='I&apos;m a Survivor'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-4074191024536635267</id><published>2009-08-07T14:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T15:00:52.058-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in-laws'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy sh*t'/><title type='text'>they're coming....</title><content type='html'>the in-laws.  for a visit.  and staying in our 500 sq foot nyc apartment.  with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;lb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ps, my mom offered to get my old bedroom ready in case i wanted to stay at my parents'.  i do. ssshh, don't tell FH, i'm trying to be strong and show resolve in the face of adversity, aka, downright assholeishness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-4074191024536635267?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/4074191024536635267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=4074191024536635267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Lil Peek</title><content type='html'>Dropped off the dress on saturday...this pic is pre-alterations.  Subsequently went to fancy dress shop where I learned my sample sale bargain is a "fit to flare" whatever that means.  And the woman seemed shocked that I didn't know the designer.  Should I care? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was made to try on several veils worth hundreds of dollars to end up in david's bridal with a birdcage on my head and a smile on my face.  Is a trend over when it ends up in david's bridal?  Is david's bridal the old navy of bridal fashion?  all I know is everyone seemed perfectly happy and bridal-y in that store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SnnZelwJsaI/AAAAAAAAA5I/lzJ61W90iLI/s1600-h/DSC01931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SnnZelwJsaI/AAAAAAAAA5I/lzJ61W90iLI/s320/DSC01931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366559550542033314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-3008412513589208788?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/3008412513589208788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=3008412513589208788' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/3008412513589208788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/3008412513589208788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/08/lil-peek.html' title='Lil Peek'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SnnZelwJsaI/AAAAAAAAA5I/lzJ61W90iLI/s72-c/DSC01931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-2202988699443665373</id><published>2009-08-03T16:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T17:04:00.572-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridesmaid dresses'/><title type='text'>Bridesmaid Dress Blues</title><content type='html'>So, my sister had a lovely baby girl 6 months ago.  She ordered a bridesmaid dress 2 months ago.  And it doesn't fit.  Not because she ordered the right size, but she ordered the size that was $50 less than the "next" size category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When faced with this decision, encourage your bridesmaids to order the right size and not go through the agony of what my sister just went through. No woman should have to wear a bridesmaid dress after just giving birth, but if they have to they should be kind enough to themselves to order the right size. And no one knows what size you ordered when you walk down that aisle, so it really doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, we have a master seamstress on the case.  Who is now in possession of my wedding dress!!! eeeeee. first fitting: done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-2202988699443665373?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/2202988699443665373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=2202988699443665373' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/2202988699443665373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/2202988699443665373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/08/bridesmaid-dress-blues.html' title='Bridesmaid Dress Blues'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-4599091509999946969</id><published>2009-07-29T10:16:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T10:33:23.564-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diy'/><title type='text'>A Wedding Gift For Desaray</title><content type='html'>Ta Daaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SnBaUq-x9AI/AAAAAAAAA48/68SnuRUlwHw/s1600-h/PictureofMap.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SnBaUq-x9AI/AAAAAAAAA48/68SnuRUlwHw/s320/PictureofMap.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363886467379753986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all in powerpoint, people.  and those boroughs aren't an autoshape.  It involved at least 2 hours of me drawing, in powerpoint, tracing over an image of the boroughs because i couldn't find a simple outline of them.  Also note how I oversimplified...there are at least 15 other major highways that stream through the greater metropolitan area...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, congrats to &lt;a href="http://dingmoonment.blogspot.com/"&gt;Desaray and Lauren&lt;/a&gt; on their upcoming nuptials this weekend.  Even though I don't know them officially, I count on them to update their blog with silly pictures and crazy mash up collages to help me get through this thing called wedding planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ps, stay tuned for more invite craziness...during which i go to three paper stores looking for envelope liners only to be talked back from the edge of lining 175 envelopes by my sister and a nice fellow shopper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cdbyrne%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;link rel="Edit-Time-Data" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cdbyrne%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_editdata.mso"&gt;&lt;link rel="OLE-Object-Data" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cdbyrne%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_oledata.mso"&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt; 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for our father/daughter dance.  Who knew Dad loved country?  I mean I knew he had a thing for Willie Nelson, but this is a different animal entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you never lose your sense of wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You get your fill to eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But always keep that hunger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;May you never take one single breath for granted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God forbid love ever leave you empty handed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you still feel small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you stand by the ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never settle for the path of least resistance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Living might mean taking chances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But they're worth taking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lovin' might be a mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But it's worth making&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't let some hell bent heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Leave you bitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you come close to selling out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reconsider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Give the heavens above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;More than just a passing glance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Time is a real and constant motion always)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Rolling us along)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Tell me who)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Where those years have gone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you still feel small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you stand by the ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Time is a real and constant motion always)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Rolling us along)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Tell me who)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Where those years have gone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Tell me who)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Where those years have gone) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not kidding anyone, even my city slickered heart has some pulled strings when I listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good friend gave smart advice: waterproof makeup.  In other practical thoughts, this sucker is 5 mins long.  If I cry for that long, we'll have other issues to deal with.  Good thing my makeup artist is a guest as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-4325834654361313371?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/4325834654361313371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=4325834654361313371' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4325834654361313371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4325834654361313371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-dad.html' title='Oh Dad...'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-3242193706440439920</id><published>2009-07-23T11:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T11:26:52.648-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diy'/><title type='text'>Stalking UPS</title><content type='html'>The invites are in the mail! from the printer! I'm inordinately excited and am refreshing the UPS status page at least 4 times an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a related note, I've spent nearly 8+ hours creating my own little map and directions card to insert in the invite.  Gave to FH to review last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh! Look what I made! (sing song voice that doesn't occur in nature)&lt;br /&gt;FH: (squinting)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Be positive! say something positive! spent a lot of time on them&lt;br /&gt;FH: They're nice&lt;br /&gt;Me: What was the squint about?&lt;br /&gt;FH: (scared animal trying to calculate escape hatch)...they're a little confusing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to pat myself on the back or anything, but I didn't kill him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the powerpoint drawing board.  Just to give you a taste of my torture, google maps wasn't doing it for me, so I recreated downtown brooklyn with autoshapes, complete with directionals.  AND I couldn't find an accurate representation of the 4 boroughs (sorry staten island), so I did it myself.  In powerpoint. with autoshapes.  shudder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday, when I had finished my masterpiece, I accidentally hit the surge protector with my foot, turning the computer completely off.  Had to stifle a scream of utter dispair and horror so as to not alert my coworkers to my elicit behavior.  yeah.  had to re-do about an hour of work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-3242193706440439920?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/3242193706440439920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=3242193706440439920' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/3242193706440439920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/3242193706440439920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/07/stalking-ups.html' title='Stalking UPS'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-8762019143263918210</id><published>2009-07-16T16:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T16:39:30.924-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nyc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>could be fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/Sl-PiZUjsKI/AAAAAAAAA4c/dlt3a0rmskc/s1600-h/nycad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/Sl-PiZUjsKI/AAAAAAAAA4c/dlt3a0rmskc/s320/nycad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359159902669615266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having just finished designing invites, of course NOW I'm seeing all the fun NYC images that I wanted to pull from.  That said, our invites are pretty sweet.  And they're going to ship by next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-8762019143263918210?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/8762019143263918210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=8762019143263918210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/8762019143263918210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/8762019143263918210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/07/could-be-fun.html' title='could be fun'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/Sl-PiZUjsKI/AAAAAAAAA4c/dlt3a0rmskc/s72-c/nycad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-347980885243865813</id><published>2009-07-15T10:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T10:30:05.515-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy sh*t'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest list'/><title type='text'>The Most Stressful Part</title><content type='html'>A good friend asked what the most stressful part of wedding planning is.  Without hesitation I answered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Guest List&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're up to 280+ people.  75% of the guest list is my family and friends.  I was fine with 250, assuming that we would have about 215 actually show up.  Now that number is getting bigger and bigger.  A few more people here and there are being added by parents who promise "no more after this, i promise"  I'm not inviting work people, FH is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hung up on 3 friends who I have put on the B-List.  But it kind of hurts to do that because they won't get a shower invite and if they end up getting a wedding invite, they will know they were B-List.  I went to 2 of their weddings, was really close to them at some point in my life, but made the call based on the fact that I haven't seen them in a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, I've cut people off my list that I feel no regret over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I keep coming back to these three.  Advice I've received covers the gamut:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Picture yourself a year after the wedding, what is your relationship with them"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"At some point, it doesn't matter if you invite more people"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You never regret inviting a person, but you might regret not inviting a person" (I don't agree with that, there are plenty of family friends I'm regretting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment, I'm going to resolve to LET GO OF THE GUILT. And move on.  They will understand, and if they don't, I just can't do anything about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-347980885243865813?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/347980885243865813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=347980885243865813' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/347980885243865813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/347980885243865813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/07/most-stressful-part.html' title='The Most Stressful Part'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-1480157857359169539</id><published>2009-07-14T16:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T16:41:02.796-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding dance'/><title type='text'>First Dance</title><content type='html'>I like the first dance tradition, it's sweet, doesn't really have any hidden agenda, and gives everyone a chance to take way too many pictures.  It also creates a little pocket of time for just us.  We're not going to break dance like some couples or play baby got back....you know you watched that &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vqiw-Kqtlr0"&gt;you tube video&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I lobbied for a little dance lesson $$ in the budget and we went a few days ago.  It was SO FUN.  I felt like a kid in &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0438205/"&gt;mad hot ballroom&lt;/a&gt;, but better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only do you get to learn how to look better than you normally would dancing, but dancing is really a team effort.  And I can't emphasize how much I like team efforts, especially in the crunch time of wedding planning, when things are delegated and taken care of by one person or the other, but not both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, a helpful hint from my friend, your dress should be altered to leave you about an inch from the floor to the bottom of the dress, or else your betrothed will step on your dress when dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PS If anyone is looking for dance lessons in the NYC area, &lt;a href="http://www.alfredomelendez.com/Wedding_Couples.html"&gt;Alfredo Melendez&lt;/a&gt; is your man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-1480157857359169539?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/1480157857359169539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=1480157857359169539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/1480157857359169539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/1480157857359169539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-dance.html' title='First Dance'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-7101951813649456701</id><published>2009-07-13T19:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T10:05:49.539-04:00</updated><title type='text'>in praise of RK Bridal</title><content type='html'>Added to the list of things that freak me out are bridesmaids that look all the same. However, being lazy, I didn't put up a fight when my sister wanted everyone to match and gasped in horror to my suggestion that everyone wear a blue dress of their choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to RK we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With 2 bridesmaids by my side to combat the sister strongarming, we settled on a lovely Alfred Sung number in midnight blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to 3 pregnancies amidst tiny army of b maids, we strategically ordered the dresses at the end of may to arrive by August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They arrived today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the gods grant more luck like this! Would I be pushing it to hope for 80 percent of the guest list to respond within a week?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-7101951813649456701?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/7101951813649456701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=7101951813649456701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/7101951813649456701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/7101951813649456701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-praise-of-rk-bridal.html' title='in praise of RK Bridal'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-6296386958919181609</id><published>2009-07-10T15:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T16:27:26.188-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Months To Go!</title><content type='html'>Please pull the harness from above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pull towards yourself until you hear a click&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep hands and feet securely inside the roller coaster car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and enjoy the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I feel like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last month, we finished pre-cana, gathered all the church documents (baptism, communion, and confirmation certificates), &lt;a href="http://www.menswearhouse.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay_10051_10751_10601_131456_-1_10751__10651"&gt;reserved tuxes&lt;/a&gt;, found really truely &lt;a href="http://www.zappos.com/n/p/dp/49960270/c/933.html"&gt;comfy yet sexy shoes&lt;/a&gt;, picked flower girl dresses, crap, it felt like we did more...oh! ordered invitations after several back and forth convos with the designer and they should be here by the end of  July, we hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I think that things start taking care of themselves.  Am I delusional?  Or maybe I hope they start taking care of themselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to look forward to include picking readings and music for the church, hauling my dress out to brooklyn to be fitted, getting the b-maid dresses, acting surprised at my shower, picking a song for Father/Daughter, toning my arms and back, scaling back on the drinking, and reaching my goal of owning one bathing suit for every day we are in hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ps, hell no the tuxes aren't white and pink, gotcha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-6296386958919181609?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/6296386958919181609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=6296386958919181609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/6296386958919181609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/6296386958919181609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/07/3-months-to-go.html' title='3 Months To Go!'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-5653611301348977230</id><published>2009-07-08T14:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T14:13:53.648-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding cake alternative'/><title type='text'>pie in the sky</title><content type='html'>I thought we could get away with cutting a small cake to satisfy those, including my sister, who want us to cut the cake.  My sister bought us a Lladro cake topper as an engagement present, because I am so clearly a figurine person...yeah...not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis, "So just put it on top of the pie!"&lt;br /&gt;me, "It will sink"&lt;br /&gt;sis, "You take all the joy out of wedding planning!"&lt;br /&gt;me, "You're welcome" (to my niece who will one day have to deal with the musings of my sister as she tries to have a low key wedding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emailed the coordinator at the restaurant who pointed out, well, if you cut a cake then people expect to EAT a cake.  So true.  Pie it is.  Not just any pie, but fancy stacked pies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SlThlLABGxI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/YzvSdOKfHOk/s1600-h/tieredpie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SlThlLABGxI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/YzvSdOKfHOk/s320/tieredpie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356153885574634258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-5653611301348977230?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/5653611301348977230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=5653611301348977230' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/5653611301348977230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/5653611301348977230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/07/pie-in-sky.html' title='pie in the sky'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SlThlLABGxI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/YzvSdOKfHOk/s72-c/tieredpie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-4468262565906377779</id><published>2009-07-07T17:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T17:14:11.314-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the man in my life'/><title type='text'>the man in my life</title><content type='html'>Every time someone buys something off our registry, the man in my life (TMIML is too long, right?), calls me and updates me.  Looks like someone has a case of registry-stalkaholism. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this...fascinating.  Especially considering that registering was about as pleasant as a dentist appointment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-4468262565906377779?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/4468262565906377779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=4468262565906377779' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4468262565906377779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4468262565906377779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/07/man-in-my-life.html' title='the man in my life'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-6000830967941795862</id><published>2009-07-06T14:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T14:43:26.968-04:00</updated><title type='text'>another sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; color: rgb(71, 71, 71);font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,serif;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Daily Candy is beginning to be more of an annoyance than the knot.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lelarose.com/"&gt;Lela Rose Wedding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why: &lt;/strong&gt;Fifteen styles of white gowns are $500-$3,000 (up to 80 percent off).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When: &lt;/strong&gt;July 15-17. Wed.-Fri., 10 a.m.-5 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where: &lt;/strong&gt;224 W. 30th St., b/t Seventh &amp;amp; Eighth Aves., 13th flr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; color: rgb(71, 71, 71);font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,serif;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;must. not. look. at. other. dresses. ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-6000830967941795862?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/6000830967941795862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=6000830967941795862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/6000830967941795862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/6000830967941795862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-sale.html' title='another sale'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-8637565097157478284</id><published>2009-06-26T12:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T12:32:29.791-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dress'/><title type='text'>bridal sample sales</title><content type='html'>go only because i can't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pronovias Sample Sale - Saturday, June 27th&lt;br /&gt;14 East 52nd Street, between Madison and Fifth Avenue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;by appointment only&lt;/span&gt; (212-897-6393).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked by &lt;a href="http://nymag.com/listings/stores/veka/"&gt;Veka&lt;/a&gt; on Mott yesterday, they are having a sample sale, prices from $1000 - $2500 on european designers like Suzanne Ermann.  Go Go Go.  I totally went in to see some of those fancy numbers...you should too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veka &lt;br /&gt;262 Mott St., nr. Prince St.&lt;br /&gt;New York, NY 10012   &lt;br /&gt;212-925-9044&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-8637565097157478284?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/8637565097157478284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=8637565097157478284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/8637565097157478284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/8637565097157478284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/06/bridal-sample-sales.html' title='bridal sample sales'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-7297697253166843482</id><published>2009-06-25T11:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T11:14:30.544-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>have you seen this?</title><content type='html'>The nytimes article &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/06/17/dining/17wedd.html"&gt;With this Burger I Thee Wed&lt;/a&gt;?  I object to a few things in this article, including this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Still, the final tab is often head-slappingly high: The cost of a wedding planned this summer by Ms. Weiss or Jo Gartin, two of Los Angeles’s most sought-after wedding specialists, is as high or higher than last year, or about $150,000 to $200,000, according to the two planners.&lt;/blockquote&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2009/06/18/dining/20090618-wedding.html"&gt;slideshow of readers' food picks&lt;/a&gt; is total wedding porn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SkORsKOMKBI/AAAAAAAAA3w/FbCtPw2KBu0/s1600-h/nytimespic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 177px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SkORsKOMKBI/AAAAAAAAA3w/FbCtPw2KBu0/s320/nytimespic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351280970090424338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm, cheesy burgers...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-7297697253166843482?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/7297697253166843482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=7297697253166843482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/7297697253166843482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/7297697253166843482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/06/have-you-seen-this.html' title='have you seen this?'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SkORsKOMKBI/AAAAAAAAA3w/FbCtPw2KBu0/s72-c/nytimespic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-4341451167780183491</id><published>2009-06-23T16:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T16:27:29.158-04:00</updated><title type='text'>la la la, less than 4 months...</title><content type='html'>I'm thinking I need to unsubscribe from &lt;a href="http://smittenkitchen.com/2009/06/chocolate-yogurt-snack-cakes/"&gt;smitten kitchen &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.joythebaker.com/blog/"&gt;Joy the Baker&lt;/a&gt; from now until October.  Cuz all I want to do is go home and make these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SkE0fBmYCtI/AAAAAAAAA04/3XyXZ5wF2V4/s1600-h/smittenchoc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SkE0fBmYCtI/AAAAAAAAA04/3XyXZ5wF2V4/s320/smittenchoc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350615539902843602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been MIA lately...had friends visit over the weekend from that place the FH is from and they were SO FUN to have over.  That said, when asked what wedding stuff I had to show her, yeah, I had nothing.  Like nothing.  We have nothing in our apt that has to do with our wedding.  Do I need to have stuff?  Is there something I'm missing? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our wedding binder, if you could call it that, is like a monster with paper as teeth, totally overwhelming the one inch spine I thought I would need for this thing called a wedding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-4341451167780183491?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/4341451167780183491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=4341451167780183491' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4341451167780183491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4341451167780183491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/06/la-la-la-less-than-4-months.html' title='la la la, less than 4 months...'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SkE0fBmYCtI/AAAAAAAAA04/3XyXZ5wF2V4/s72-c/smittenchoc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-4847024511942144256</id><published>2009-06-13T21:16:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T15:25:50.099-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rehearsal dinner'/><title type='text'>rehearsal dinner schmimmer</title><content type='html'>FH got taken to the cleaners by a restaurant in Little Italy in the Bronx and put a deposit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home freaked out.  Talked it over.  Since the dinner menu was going to be fancier than our actual wedding and there was a hazy area re: tipping, we canceled the reservation and stopped payment on the check.  We decided to go to more affordable and less nice place.  You know, the place with all the politician pics on the walls as you walk in, the pizza place in the front and the mirrored room in the back.   alls kinds of classy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/02/rehearsal-dinner.html"&gt;As I've said before,&lt;/a&gt; I'd prefer to skip the whole thing, take a tylenol pm and got to sleep on the twin bed from my childhood, but if dinner is to be had, even the bare essentials will do for me.  It's the parents who "care".  Bring on the mirrored room and the cheap chianti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-4847024511942144256?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/4847024511942144256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=4847024511942144256' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4847024511942144256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4847024511942144256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/06/rehearsal-dinner-schmimmer.html' title='rehearsal dinner schmimmer'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-4801039728506466332</id><published>2009-06-12T16:13:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T17:06:14.867-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><title type='text'>Dispatches from Pre-Cana; Part I</title><content type='html'>Pre-Cana is mandatory Catholic marriage counseling all couples must go through to be married in the Catholic Church.  Not going to lie, I viewed this as a big fat pain in my.....neck.  Didn't help that FH resented having to go.  Now, I love therapy and my therapist, but marriage counseling led by a people who are going to try to tell me that rhythm method is really the only acceptable birth control and who actively advocate against gay marriage and pro-choice political candidates? meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Roman Catholic, survived 16 years of Catholic education, struggled with the faith and the church and the church's stances on a variety of issues (don't even get me started on women priests and the 2nd class status of nuns) and still struggle with it.  However, my uncles, who will be celebrating the mass as they are both priests, are awesome and have made Catholicism a large part of our family.  Mass is celebrated at reunions, we used to sing Christmas Carols as a family in front of St. Pat's.  It is an amazing unifying force for my sometimes contentious family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Pre-Cana.  We went to our first of 3 sessions.  It was...not painful...dare I say...semi-delightful?!?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could tell from the 30+ couples in the room that no one wanted to be there.  It felt like a weird school assembly where we were going to find out we had to do extra sessions because we are all NY sinners.  You know, how you used to feel in grade school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one speaker, a reporter whose name I forget, who talked about his marriage, his experience and advice on communication in marriage.  He went over the Catholic view of marriage as a sacrament, the gravity of the vocation that is marriage and what we as people entering marriage should be mindful of not only as we enter marriage but as we face challenges together as a married couple, as one.  A team, if you will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He covered how love will change and it isn't romantic love that keeps things going but a deeper more intimate love that strengthens the marriage, helping through bad times.  How men and women communicate differently and how plans to make your partner change after you're married won't work.  How you have to give fully of yourself to the other person.  It was a good pep talk on marriage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had some mandatory propaganda along the lines of, "it has been shown that couples who live together before marriage have higher rates of divorce."  Which, I'm sorry, when your rent is a mortgage payment in someone else's life and you are paying for a wedding, you are living together and I don't think your risk of divorce is any better or worse than the next person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I appreciate the attempt at a guilt trip.  There's something comforting in that.  And yes, I find guilt comforting sometimes, a direct result of 16 yrs of Catholic education and just one reason I enjoy therapy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-4801039728506466332?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/4801039728506466332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=4801039728506466332' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4801039728506466332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4801039728506466332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/06/dispatches-from-pre-cana-part-i.html' title='Dispatches from Pre-Cana; Part I'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-3592097702389174982</id><published>2009-06-08T14:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T14:07:19.104-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diy'/><title type='text'>Crazy Calligraphy</title><content type='html'>Yep, I went to Pearl Paint and &lt;a href="http://www.pearlpaint.com/buy-Faber-Castell-Getting-Started-in-Calligraphy_59993_59997_1051063.html"&gt;bought a calligraphy set&lt;/a&gt;.  What?  You think I'm crazy?  Well, I think it's crazy to pay someone to write addresses on envelopes.  Who's crazy now, &lt;a href="http://marriagelifedogsknitting.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rachel?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/Si1SreIcicI/AAAAAAAAA0g/-SK9t9BcdCA/s1600-h/calligraphy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/Si1SreIcicI/AAAAAAAAA0g/-SK9t9BcdCA/s320/calligraphy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345019239534987714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-3592097702389174982?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/3592097702389174982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=3592097702389174982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/3592097702389174982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/3592097702389174982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/06/crazy-calligraphy.html' title='Crazy Calligraphy'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/Si1SreIcicI/AAAAAAAAA0g/-SK9t9BcdCA/s72-c/calligraphy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-4765147381400519614</id><published>2009-06-03T15:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:43:48.917-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tasting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=""&gt;I find myself looking at pictures of our tasting, specifically this peanut butter fudge pie.  mmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SibRyrs4u2I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Eqg6QVZvyaY/s1600-h/DSC01583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SibRyrs4u2I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Eqg6QVZvyaY/s320/DSC01583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343188676576328546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SibRyVbGFCI/AAAAAAAAA0I/KvY0W95yAts/s1600-h/DSC01582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SibRyVbGFCI/AAAAAAAAA0I/KvY0W95yAts/s320/DSC01582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343188670596125730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SibRysK3CuI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/gwqqxNkjvwo/s1600-h/DSC01588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SibRysK3CuI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/gwqqxNkjvwo/s320/DSC01588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343188676702046946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the decimated apple pie.  Is it weird to have two pies as dessert?  figure the lighter apple for traditionalists and the peanut butter fudge pie for FH, cuz he will go around to every table and eat theirs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-4765147381400519614?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/4765147381400519614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=4765147381400519614' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4765147381400519614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4765147381400519614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/06/tasting.html' title='tasting'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SibRyrs4u2I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Eqg6QVZvyaY/s72-c/DSC01583.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-8265173353783043476</id><published>2009-06-02T12:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T12:27:05.533-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding dress'/><title type='text'>sneak peek</title><content type='html'>hello lace, beading and buttons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SiVSOKqVygI/AAAAAAAAA0A/H7ndeB7dsZg/s1600-h/DSC01702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SiVSOKqVygI/AAAAAAAAA0A/H7ndeB7dsZg/s320/DSC01702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342766936278551042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-8265173353783043476?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/8265173353783043476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=8265173353783043476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/8265173353783043476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/8265173353783043476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/06/sneak-peek.html' title='sneak peek'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SiVSOKqVygI/AAAAAAAAA0A/H7ndeB7dsZg/s72-c/DSC01702.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-1098856516719861564</id><published>2009-06-01T10:02:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:44:36.689-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy sh*t'/><title type='text'>It Fits</title><content type='html'>EDITED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried the dress on yesterday.  It fits and I still like it.  It's way more romantic than I ever thought I would go for.  Having just gone to Kleinfeld's for a friend's dress fitting, I have the name and number of a seamstress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kleinfeld's cost for alterations is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;$575 for alterations, $295 for dry cleaning, holy crap.&lt;/span&gt; But they give out their seamstress's contact info if you want to do it that way.  I just don't know if she will press it and clean it for me as well.  It was a sample, it needs a lil sprucing.  And she's out in brooklyn.  Kleinfeld's is centrally located...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can get around to buying &lt;a href="http://www.myglassslipper.com/wedding-shoes/something-bleu/bloom-4013"&gt;those shoes &lt;/a&gt;that are super comfy.  Found them at &lt;a href="http://www.myglassslipper.com/"&gt;my glass slipper&lt;/a&gt;.  The strangest shoe store in NYC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's on the sixth floor of an office building, only a few blocks from Kleinfeld's, down a labyrinth of hallways.  Picture a windowless room full of white and ivory wedding shoes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-1098856516719861564?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/1098856516719861564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=1098856516719861564' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/1098856516719861564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/1098856516719861564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-fits.html' title='It Fits'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-1112035007028372461</id><published>2009-05-29T15:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T10:00:54.547-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Et Tu, Archie?</title><content type='html'>I was a huge Archie reader growing up and always felt a kinship to Betty, the hardworking, friendly girl next door who never had the money or moxie that Veronica had.  Alas, do good (blond) girls always end up last?  &lt;a href="http://jezebel.com/5272099/does-archies-proposal-to-veronica-settle-the-blondes-vs-brunettes-debate?skyline=true&amp;amp;s=x"&gt;Jezebel has a good round up...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SiA9RmHRUOI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5HGSolHElVE/s1600-h/archieAB-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SiA9RmHRUOI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5HGSolHElVE/s320/archieAB-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341336530559520994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They totally did this for the ratings...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-1112035007028372461?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/1112035007028372461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=1112035007028372461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/1112035007028372461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/1112035007028372461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/05/red-headed.html' title='Et Tu, Archie?'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SiA9RmHRUOI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5HGSolHElVE/s72-c/archieAB-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-1525339514211715812</id><published>2009-05-28T17:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:18:13.141-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invites'/><title type='text'>friend + vendor = frendor?</title><content type='html'>So, we're having a friend use their professional talent for our wedding.  But I have to tell you, think twice about doing this.  If you do decide to do this, check your control freak at the door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example #1, the invites.&lt;br /&gt;The design looks amazing, but it's taking a while to get edits back.  And there was an email sent that had the subject, "I do what I like"  Ummm, no you don't.  Not when you are designing someone's wedding invitations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That email made me put &lt;a href="http://www.cecinewyork.com/readytoorder.php?subsection=whitelabel&amp;amp;subcollection=newyork&amp;amp;design=citylights"&gt;Ceci New York &lt;/a&gt;on speed dial.  Damn the cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example #2, the favors.&lt;br /&gt;I have another friend, a pastry chef who offered to bake us cookies for favors.  I'm giving her time to really think about this before confirming, it would be great, but at the same time, we were ready to scrap favors all together.  Since I don't really care about favors, I have less of a control freak reaction...not so with the wedding invites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balance it out is all I'm saying.  If you really care about something, maybe you should pay for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-1525339514211715812?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/1525339514211715812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=1525339514211715812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/1525339514211715812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/1525339514211715812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/05/friend-vendor-frendor.html' title='friend + vendor = frendor?'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-2315535811890687698</id><published>2009-05-21T11:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T11:21:44.575-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy sh*t'/><title type='text'>A Letter</title><content type='html'>Dear Macy's,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are crazy! You want me to register for 350 gifts for my 250 guests!  That's nuts.  Your breakdown is nothing short of hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li id="fourteen"&gt;&lt;span class="graytext14"&gt;Register for 101 more items which are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://macys.weddingchannel.com/gift_ideas/Under+%2450/ID/13976" class="gray666699"&gt;$50 or less&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li id="fourteen"&gt;&lt;span class="graytext14"&gt;Register for 72 more items which are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://macys.weddingchannel.com/gift_ideas/Under+%24100/ID/13977" class="gray666699"&gt;$51 to $100&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li id="fourteen"&gt;&lt;span class="graytext14"&gt;Register for 42 or more items which are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://macys.weddingchannel.com/gift_ideas/Under+%24150/ID/13978" class="gray666699"&gt;$101 - $150&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li id="fourteen"&gt;&lt;span class="graytext14"&gt;Register for 33 or more items which are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://macys.weddingchannel.com/gift_ideas/Over+%24150/ID/14285" class="gray666699"&gt;over $150&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Does my mom work for you? My future mother in law?  C'mon, they put you up to this right?  I don't think I could physically walk into my nyc one bedroom apt if I received 250 gifts, let alone 350.  This wedding industry thing has clearly gone to your head.  However, you have &lt;a href="http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-id-rather-do-than-plan-my.html"&gt;lovely plates...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs,&lt;br /&gt;LB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-2315535811890687698?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/2315535811890687698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=2315535811890687698' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/2315535811890687698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/2315535811890687698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/05/letter.html' title='A Letter'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-5804922933186301892</id><published>2009-05-19T09:22:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T09:29:08.723-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veil'/><title type='text'>to veil or not to veil</title><content type='html'>I...wasn't so sure about the veil thing. Then I turned to my favorite photog (who sadly is not our photog) just to see what's what in the veil world. Not that I don't love me some etsy, but there is something about veils on mannequins that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; freaks me out.  I'm debating between an elbow length and a *gasp* birdcage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are amazing, &lt;a href="http://www.punambean.com/"&gt;Punam Bean&lt;/a&gt;.  All images from &lt;a href="http://www.punambean.com/blog/"&gt;Punam's Blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/ShKzNWf8WlI/AAAAAAAAAzo/Wnfbh5T94Bk/s1600-h/veilpunam.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/ShKzNWf8WlI/AAAAAAAAAzo/Wnfbh5T94Bk/s320/veilpunam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337525550346689106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/ShKzM4P336I/AAAAAAAAAzg/EukA5xLYFM8/s1600-h/veilthatdoesntsuck.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/_kRHIvOMjWOY/ShKzM4P336I/AAAAAAAAAzg/EukA5xLYFM8/s320/veilthatdoesntsuck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337525542226223010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/ShKzMR7an8I/AAAAAAAAAzY/OzZevfxAaFc/s1600-h/punamveil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/ShKzMR7an8I/AAAAAAAAAzY/OzZevfxAaFc/s320/punamveil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337525531939872706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/ShKzMYDgACI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/3Qm_qmIPNyk/s1600-h/punamfingertipveil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/ShKzMYDgACI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/3Qm_qmIPNyk/s320/punamfingertipveil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337525533584392226" 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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/ShKzMGA7bmI/AAAAAAAAAzI/H_6QLSVD4eQ/s1600-h/birdcagepunam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/ShKzMGA7bmI/AAAAAAAAAzI/H_6QLSVD4eQ/s320/birdcagepunam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337525528741768802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be lucky if I have a quarter of this bride's composure and sass on my wedding day.&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/2982983921734716142-5804922933186301892?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/5804922933186301892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=5804922933186301892' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/5804922933186301892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/5804922933186301892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-veil-or-not-to-veil.html' title='to veil or not to veil'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/ShKzNWf8WlI/AAAAAAAAAzo/Wnfbh5T94Bk/s72-c/veilpunam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-2827464690585616799</id><published>2009-05-14T14:22:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T14:44:59.628-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding website'/><title type='text'>website remix part II</title><content type='html'>So, &lt;a href="http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/03/website-remix.html"&gt;I angsted &lt;/a&gt;over picking a host for the wedding website.  We went with www.mywedding.com.  It seemed to have the &lt;a href="http://www.mywedding.com/main/wedding_websites.html"&gt;nicest designs&lt;/a&gt; for free.  Here is what I learned from this experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disclaimer: I am not a website programmer, these are simply observations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Your and your FH's writing styles will be totally different.  Esp if you write a blog and as part of your job and he does not.  This may or may not be a pleasant surprise.  Let's just say if FH wrote a blog, you would feel the need to wear a suit while reading it. and hose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You cannot edit the HTML, which will annoy you if you are used to google blogger or any other kind of website interface. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Their vendor recommendations are weird and clearly paid for by the vendors.  If you pay for a recommendation, it is not a recommendation, it is an advertisment, please call it such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. There is an RSVP function, which is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you want to make your text link to a page, you cannot do this and must provide the full link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I wonder who will actually visit the website and make use of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Friend's comments will make you smile, this makes it worth it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You may or may not feel guilty providing a link to your registries.  For some reason, I was fine with registering all by myself, in the soft glow of my post-midnight computer screen, but now I hear cousins reactions in my head, "she registered for $600 knives, who does she think she is?"  Let's not even talk about &lt;a href="http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-id-rather-do-than-plan-my.html"&gt;the plates.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Creating a website will make you cross things off your to-do list faster, like pick hotels and think about transportation, all good things, if you, like me, need some fire under that ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Telling people about the website is awkward..."Hey, we made a website, no, we are't sending save the dates"  It kind of feels like you are asking them to look at your registry and get you a gift.  Clearly I have issues about the registry thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-2827464690585616799?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/2827464690585616799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=2827464690585616799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/2827464690585616799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/2827464690585616799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/05/website-remix-part-ii.html' title='website remix part II'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-4573263017134957202</id><published>2009-05-13T11:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T11:38:54.574-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><title type='text'>how fun</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/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SgrpDYYD9tI/AAAAAAAAAyE/HvCkrISpmZA/s1600-h/sofunnyrooftop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SgrpDYYD9tI/AAAAAAAAAyE/HvCkrISpmZA/s320/sofunnyrooftop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335332952866027218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.andypratt.net/prints.php"&gt;Andy Pratt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I already have too many New York themed prints for my tiny apt and Ohio loving FH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2982983921734716142-4573263017134957202?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/4573263017134957202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=4573263017134957202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4573263017134957202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4573263017134957202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-fun.html' title='how fun'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SgrpDYYD9tI/AAAAAAAAAyE/HvCkrISpmZA/s72-c/sofunnyrooftop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-6197905751793225232</id><published>2009-05-12T16:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T16:32:32.785-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inner thoughts'/><title type='text'>it happened</title><content type='html'>I felt/feel overwhelmed.  Freaked out at FH (who is increasingly a groomzilla).What can you do?  Especially when thinking the same thoughts on a continuous loop:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope my dress fits&lt;br /&gt;hope the guest list shrinks overnight&lt;br /&gt;why did he put neverending story on our song list?&lt;br /&gt;what will my dad want to dance to?&lt;br /&gt;why does the church need certificates no less than 6 months old when we were baptized years ago?&lt;br /&gt;hope pre-cana doesn't turn me into an alcoholic&lt;br /&gt;why do veils freak me out?&lt;br /&gt;why is everyone pushing the veil?&lt;br /&gt;can i pull off the birdcage?&lt;br /&gt;why can't i find a pair of shoes that i like that are compfy?&lt;br /&gt;hope my vendors remember me&lt;br /&gt;is it weird to have red velvet cake and peanut butter fudge pie as dessert options?&lt;br /&gt;must take dance lessons&lt;br /&gt;i hope the invites look good&lt;br /&gt;wonder if i can avoid his horrible family member till the wedding&lt;br /&gt;that wouldn't be good&lt;br /&gt;thank god the invites look good&lt;br /&gt;dear lord, why does FH have opinions?&lt;br /&gt;wonder if i ignore them&lt;br /&gt;didn't work&lt;br /&gt;how will i get the flowers to the wedding?&lt;br /&gt;when will my maid of honor like the things i like?&lt;br /&gt;never, she's your sister&lt;br /&gt;why is flock of seagulls on the dance list?&lt;br /&gt;why does the flowergirls mother want their hair done?&lt;br /&gt;i don't&lt;br /&gt;he must stop freaking out about the guest list&lt;br /&gt;who am I marrying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no amount of crafting, quilting, knitting or applying to grad school is going to be able to fully distract me from this loop of thoughts.  ha! I even signed up for the GRE to give myself something other than wedding planning to do.  silly girl, tricks are for kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five months to go people.  it'll get better, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-6197905751793225232?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/6197905751793225232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=6197905751793225232' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/6197905751793225232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/6197905751793225232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-happened.html' title='it happened'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-7690710572797962142</id><published>2009-05-04T10:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T10:10:03.327-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resolutions'/><title type='text'>Wedding Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/Sf72DTPpXoI/AAAAAAAAAx8/7jbE0QghmjE/s1600-h/father-of-the-bride-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/Sf72DTPpXoI/AAAAAAAAAx8/7jbE0QghmjE/s320/father-of-the-bride-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331969545419185794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Father of the Bride over the weekend.  It was highly entertaining and I suggest for any bride to be.  The funniest part was, of course, the wedding planner, Franc played by Martin Short, and BD Wong as his assistant.  The line that made me laugh out loud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now, let's pick the CAK, because the CAK will set the whole tone of the wedding"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cake, in 1991, cost $2,500.  Cost per person, all in? $250 a head.  In 1991!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anything, it's a good laugh and perspective.  I've resolved to be more positive about the wedding planning and laughing at this movie helped me realize we are on the right track, certain things having to do with a wedding are ridiculous, but there's no reason to lose your head overthings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll stop negative comments about people who love wedding planning...it's just because I would love to have some of your enthusiasm!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-7690710572797962142?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/7690710572797962142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=7690710572797962142' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/7690710572797962142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/7690710572797962142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/05/wedding-movies.html' title='Wedding Movies'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/Sf72DTPpXoI/AAAAAAAAAx8/7jbE0QghmjE/s72-c/father-of-the-bride-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-2561311427241127429</id><published>2009-05-01T16:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T16:32:47.719-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><title type='text'>pie toppers?</title><content type='html'>It's looking like we won't have a cake to top as the our favorite two desserts at the tasting were both pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are quite darling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/Sftab_gjsJI/AAAAAAAAAx0/1e1wofG-1yg/s1600-h/lovebirds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/Sftab_gjsJI/AAAAAAAAAx0/1e1wofG-1yg/s320/lovebirds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330954020874072210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Amigurumi Love Birds, free pattern courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.lionbrand.com/"&gt;Lion Brand&lt;/a&gt; website...&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/2982983921734716142-2561311427241127429?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/2561311427241127429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=2561311427241127429' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/2561311427241127429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/2561311427241127429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/05/pie-toppers.html' title='pie toppers?'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/Sftab_gjsJI/AAAAAAAAAx0/1e1wofG-1yg/s72-c/lovebirds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-2716377960255944939</id><published>2009-05-01T09:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T10:10:24.939-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the man in my life'/><title type='text'>opinions v. decisions</title><content type='html'>We had our first wedding related blow up.  I blame it on opinions that get in the way of decision making.  Whose opinions? FHs.  I'm not saying he isn't allowed to have opinions, I've welcomed his opinion on nearly every wedding related decision we have made.   But when those opinions crop up late in the decision making...I get cranky.  I may even steamroll my way through those opinions just to GET THINGS DONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this make me a 'dictator'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this make me a *gasp* 'bridezilla'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not when I apologize for making him feel that way and state the reason why I do the things I do.  But that apology...man, sometimes it's hard to get there, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fight? started over whether to include all of our parents' names on the invites (his opinion) vs. my "together with our families" (thereby equally offending/honoring all parties) but touched on a whole range of other issues.  It was ugly.  I'm told that if we get through planning a wedding we'll be fine.  I don't know why people love planning weddings.  I really really don't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-2716377960255944939?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/2716377960255944939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=2716377960255944939' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/2716377960255944939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/2716377960255944939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/05/opinions-v-decisions.html' title='opinions v. decisions'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-3116746180931045283</id><published>2009-04-24T10:11:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T10:34:18.763-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><title type='text'>the hair</title><content type='html'>I had my hair trail with the amazing Stacy Pitt.  I can't begin to tell you how awesome she is.  She put my hair in 5 styles in an hour and a half, plus pulled a superhero trick with the down style by pulling it up with 3 pins, AND put it in a pony for me to look acceptable walking the streets of the east village. love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Style 1: The Classic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SfHJ8eyyP4I/AAAAAAAAAw8/A8GjP_kuhf0/s1600-h/hair5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SfHJ8eyyP4I/AAAAAAAAAw8/A8GjP_kuhf0/s320/hair5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328261875051413378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Style 2: The Texan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the one a friend said made me look like a mormon fundamentalist from Texas&lt;/span&gt;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SfHJ8HbwE2I/AAAAAAAAAw0/d0_L2bB3kIQ/s1600-h/hair4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SfHJ8HbwE2I/AAAAAAAAAw0/d0_L2bB3kIQ/s320/hair4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328261868780786530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Style 3: The Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the one everyone loves but that I only did for my mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SfHJ8MCFtPI/AAAAAAAAAws/Bc2NMk9fWxg/s1600-h/hair3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SfHJ8MCFtPI/AAAAAAAAAws/Bc2NMk9fWxg/s320/hair3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328261870015329522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Style 4: The Swirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loved it in person, not so much in pics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SfHJ8H4wpXI/AAAAAAAAAwk/GQKKol83LA4/s1600-h/hair2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SfHJ8H4wpXI/AAAAAAAAAwk/GQKKol83LA4/s320/hair2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328261868902458738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Style 5: The Damn I Have A Lot of Hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amazing side view, back view has too many curls for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SfHJ77aeJnI/AAAAAAAAAwc/h0C3rv9zy0w/s1600-h/hair1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SfHJ77aeJnI/AAAAAAAAAwc/h0C3rv9zy0w/s320/hair1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328261865554191986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SfHMko6rlXI/AAAAAAAAAxU/KdJXwoxPcfY/s1600-h/hairsidewoface.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SfHMko6rlXI/AAAAAAAAAxU/KdJXwoxPcfY/s320/hairsidewoface.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328264763986908530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i cropped this not so much for anonymity but because I didn't know I had the beginning of jowls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look forward to your comments. go for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-3116746180931045283?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/3116746180931045283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=3116746180931045283' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/3116746180931045283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/3116746180931045283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/04/hair.html' title='the hair'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SfHJ8eyyP4I/AAAAAAAAAw8/A8GjP_kuhf0/s72-c/hair5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-4572725302353321530</id><published>2009-04-23T11:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T11:28:37.581-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bubby&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caterers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>tasty tasting</title><content type='html'>We're going for our tasting tonight at Bubby's.  Here are our selections:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appetizers&lt;br /&gt;Shrimp and Pork Spring Rolls&lt;br /&gt;Mini Potato Pancakes with sour cream and onions&lt;br /&gt;Mini slider burgers&lt;br /&gt;Mini BBQ pulled pork&lt;br /&gt;Mac and Cheese bites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salads&lt;br /&gt; Arugula with roasted pears and parm&lt;br /&gt;Beet and goat cheese salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrees&lt;br /&gt;Rosemary roasted chicken&lt;br /&gt;Striped bass&lt;br /&gt;Pecan crusted salmon&lt;br /&gt;Brisket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sides&lt;br /&gt;Mac and cheese&lt;br /&gt;Green beans almondine&lt;br /&gt;Mashed Potatoes&lt;br /&gt; Grilled asparagus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desserts&lt;br /&gt;Apple Pie&lt;br /&gt;Carrot Cake&lt;br /&gt;Peanut Butter Chocolate Pie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect to feel the same way I do after a visit to chipotle, like I just ate a small animal, but happier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-4572725302353321530?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/4572725302353321530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=4572725302353321530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4572725302353321530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4572725302353321530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/04/tasty-tasting.html' title='tasty tasting'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-5779735373579591455</id><published>2009-04-22T11:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T11:20:03.854-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><title type='text'>Art</title><content type='html'>After seeing &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5243382"&gt;Jessie Oleson's&lt;/a&gt; custom art for &lt;a href="http://www.notmartha.org/"&gt;not martha&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.notmartha.org/archives/2009/04/20/off-to-be-married/"&gt;her wedding&lt;/a&gt;, I started thinking about who I would want to make a little custom something-something for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would have to be &lt;a href="http://delong.aftosawebhosting.com/"&gt;Denise DeLong&lt;/a&gt;.  I heart her collages and her ceramics. Have this one in the apt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/Se800nqsQlI/AAAAAAAAAwU/ByOJyrTC2-w/s1600-h/delongcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/Se800nqsQlI/AAAAAAAAAwU/ByOJyrTC2-w/s320/delongcollage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327534962808472146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I can't post the letter, it's a little too personal even for my anonymous blog.  We all have limits, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-5779735373579591455?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/5779735373579591455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=5779735373579591455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/5779735373579591455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/5779735373579591455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/04/art.html' title='Art'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/Se800nqsQlI/AAAAAAAAAwU/ByOJyrTC2-w/s72-c/delongcollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-6699013031500153516</id><published>2009-04-17T09:32:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T10:28:10.415-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in-laws'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>shower-gate update part II</title><content type='html'>I had a &lt;a href="http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/03/shower-people-you-love-with.html"&gt;little conundrum&lt;/a&gt; over whether or not to attend my future sister in law's baby shower in a far away state (her one of 4 showers) or my bridesmaid's bridal shower (whom I have known since I was 12) in nyc. On easter weekend. For anyone else who has been in this situation...doesn't it just suck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had &lt;a href="http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/03/shower-gate-update.html"&gt;decided&lt;/a&gt; and went the bridal shower this past weekend and it was so great.  I'm not a huge fan of showers, but this one was delightful.  The 3 margaritas I drank were...helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall out from the in-laws re: the missed shower?  FSIL is fine, FMIL is fine.  I worked myself into such a tizzy about this that I couldn't sleep at night.  My relationship with the in-laws is still fragile...but it's just going to have to be on hold right now while I wrap my head around this getting married business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I mentioned to my mom that FMIL hasn't been asking as many questions as she had in the past about the wedding.  Her response, "Maybe it's because of the letter I sent her"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;Mom: I responded to her letter, didn't you want me to do that?&lt;br /&gt;Me: um, yeah...did you keep a copy? what did it say?&lt;br /&gt;Mom: I think I saved it on my computer&lt;br /&gt;Me: you TYPED a letter to FMIL?&lt;br /&gt;Mom: I've always typed letters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's true, I've received typed letters since the age of 10 at summer camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Could you send me it?&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backstory: FMIL sent my mom a letter back in December with a bunch of wedding related questions that honestly, my mom has no interest in (gee, I wonder where I got this anti-bride gene).  My mom had foot surgery and was on vicodin for a good part of December and January, no state to respond to a letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to my anniversary dinner with FH when he asks me, my mom wants to know why your mom didn't respond to her letter, she wants to know if your mom knows about what happened over Christmas.  'What happened over christmas' is the reason FH hasn't talked to his stepdad since Christmas and horrible in every way imaginable.  Of course my mom knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask my mom why she didn't respond to the letter, she said she didn't think she had to and doesn't see a reason why she should.  I ask her to just respond if she asked a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she does.  In a TYPED letter.  To a probably beautifully hand written letter from FMIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is awesome.  Says Lay the F off my daughter in the NICEST way possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ever since...no questions from the in-laws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if they are still coming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my mom.  For everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-6699013031500153516?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/6699013031500153516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=6699013031500153516' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/6699013031500153516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/6699013031500153516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/04/shower-gate-update-part-ii.html' title='shower-gate update part II'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-6552239937205816434</id><published>2009-04-14T11:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T12:24:59.156-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridesmaids'/><title type='text'>Fun or Ridiculous?</title><content type='html'>Would this be fun or ridiculous: pin different brooches on the b-maids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?ref=cat3_list_2&amp;amp;listing_id=23659211"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SeSooHHhoAI/AAAAAAAAArA/XlMCDfojOQc/s320/broochenamelflower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324566066517614594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?ref=vl_other_1&amp;amp;listing_id=17025341"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/Sd4-qIstflI/AAAAAAAAAqg/EFACqY24s70/s320/corsagepin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322760703208947282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;i may just like this one because it's a japanese craft item&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or if floral is too much, old school ones like this one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?ref=cat3_list_13&amp;amp;listing_id=23098198"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SeSqCjuH4JI/AAAAAAAAArI/fzMrwjJD1m0/s320/bow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324567620383924370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all photos link to etsy seller shops...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-6552239937205816434?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/6552239937205816434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=6552239937205816434' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/6552239937205816434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/6552239937205816434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/04/would-this-be-fun-or-ridiculous-pin.html' title='Fun or Ridiculous?'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SeSooHHhoAI/AAAAAAAAArA/XlMCDfojOQc/s72-c/broochenamelflower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-970168992082808666</id><published>2009-04-13T10:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T10:34:08.708-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costs'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Even my AM New York has turned on me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weblogs.amny.com/entertainment/urbanite/blog/2009/04/economy_gives_couples_the_wedd.html#more"&gt;Economy Gives Couples the Wedding Bells Blues&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;The economy has cast a long shadow on the start of the wedding season, with nervous couples cutting guest lists, haggling for discounted gowns or postponing the date until fortunes brighten. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“They are more timid about everything,” said Mark Ingram, owner of a couture bridal store in Turtle Bay, which slashed prices by 80 percent last month to move stale merchandise. “It's no surprise. The economy is in the toilet.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;FH emailed me immediately to see if I had seen it, asking why we were above the $25k average wedding price and I chalk it up to NYC.  That said, I was quick to remind him that I offered a surprise picnic wedding catered by the Dinosaur BBQ truck and he turned it down.  I'm sure there is something between BBQ truck and what we are doing, but the 254 guest list is fuel to our wedding budget fire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-970168992082808666?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/970168992082808666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=970168992082808666' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/970168992082808666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/970168992082808666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/04/even-my-am-new-york-has-turned-on-me.html' title=''/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-6728183144288116221</id><published>2009-04-10T15:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T15:50:24.815-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angst'/><title type='text'>6. Months. To. Go.</title><content type='html'>I'm sure the knot.com has sent me an email, but I feel, strangely, so very out of touch with wedding planning.  Like it will just take care of itself if I leave it over there in the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shh, don't look at it.  it bites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-6728183144288116221?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/6728183144288116221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=6728183144288116221' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/6728183144288116221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/6728183144288116221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/04/6-months-to-go.html' title='6. Months. To. Go.'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-8314745078056510196</id><published>2009-04-09T12:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T16:43:23.735-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coping'/><title type='text'>White Lies</title><content type='html'>More and more frequently, the first thing people ask me is, "How is wedding planning going?!"  It always, always, strikes me as the strangest of questions.  I am very aware that there are people out there who love to plan weddings, even make a career out of it.  I have to think that even people who love planning weddings, when planning their own wedding, hate planning their wedding at some point, even if for a little tiny fraction of a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've recently employed a technique on how to answer this question.  I had to because of the looks of horror I was getting from near strangers from answering honestly, "It's hard balancing what I am willing to do for us vs. what I am willing to do for others in my life." Then  I tried, "It's hard", only to get puzzled looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My response now is the littlest of white lies, "It's Grrreat, thank you for asking" because, you know, it's easier than the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;ps, i miss &lt;a href="http://ihateplanningmywedding.blogspot.com/"&gt;I Hate Planning My Wedding&lt;/a&gt;, but know she's in wedded bliss somewhere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-8314745078056510196?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/8314745078056510196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=8314745078056510196' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/8314745078056510196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/8314745078056510196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/04/white-lies.html' title='White Lies'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-6757272233393229965</id><published>2009-04-08T10:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T10:30:46.885-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ha!</title><content type='html'>Need a main squeeze? for all your accordion needs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/Sdy0uxxrqCI/AAAAAAAAAqY/3lp1kt9XkqY/s1600-h/mainsqueez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/Sdy0uxxrqCI/AAAAAAAAAqY/3lp1kt9XkqY/s400/mainsqueez.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322327575373785122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-6757272233393229965?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/6757272233393229965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=6757272233393229965' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/6757272233393229965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/6757272233393229965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/04/ha.html' title='ha!'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/Sdy0uxxrqCI/AAAAAAAAAqY/3lp1kt9XkqY/s72-c/mainsqueez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-3922010477065908500</id><published>2009-04-02T09:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:05:04.219-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to-dos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy sh*t'/><title type='text'>Things I Should Be Doing</title><content type='html'>My craft projects are keeping me from doing the following. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Compiling list of music for DJ (just suggested, not required, I trust him)&lt;br /&gt;2. Booking hotel (the recession is really keeping us from doing this, prices are going south)&lt;br /&gt;3. Booking transportation (dependent on hotel, methinks)&lt;br /&gt;4. Booking Hair person&lt;br /&gt;5. Trying on my dress after a year of hanging in my parents' apt (I'm scared)&lt;br /&gt;6. Finding seamstress&lt;br /&gt;7. Compiling random catholic documents for church (baptism, confirmation, dispensation to get married at university church...sigh)&lt;br /&gt;8. Taking Pre-Cana class&lt;br /&gt;9. Ordering B-maid dresses&lt;br /&gt;10. Getting new shoes to replace the &lt;a href="http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-feet.html"&gt;pain inducers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Food tasting...looking forward to this&lt;br /&gt;12. Getting in shape (signed up for 10k, have run 2xs, am at a 14 min mile, sigh)&lt;br /&gt;13. Picking readings, songs for ceremony&lt;br /&gt;14. Take dance lessons for first dance&lt;br /&gt;15. Getting a veil (maybe)&lt;br /&gt;16. Picking out converse sneaks for the ring bearer&lt;br /&gt;17. Bridal party gifts (although the amount of time i spend on etsy.com is ridiculous considering I've never bought anything)&lt;br /&gt;18. Form a loving and meaningful relationship with my in-laws (I'd settle for having them not hate me)&lt;br /&gt;19. Register for ridiculous plates that I heart, despite FH's objections&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things need to be done before others...like getting shoes before I face my dress and bring it to a seamstress.  Unlike Lost, I have a pretty straight time/space continuum.  Others, like forming a loving a meaningful relationship with my in-laws do not abide by a simple wedding time line, but still need to get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd like to know about my craft projects, I guess I should start another blog, because I am not a lazy crafter.  I'm taking a quilting class at the &lt;a href="http://www.cityquilter.com/"&gt;City Quilter&lt;/a&gt; and crocheting a baby blanket for the future sister in law.  My quilting instructor is such a cranky New Yorker that I consider it a privilege to be insulted by her.  I know, I'm weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-3922010477065908500?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/3922010477065908500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=3922010477065908500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/3922010477065908500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/3922010477065908500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/04/things-i-should-be-doing.html' title='Things I Should Be Doing'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-5474252352108494197</id><published>2009-03-25T14:36:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:42:18.576-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><title type='text'>Things I'd Rather Do (than plan my wedding)</title><content type='html'>I'd rather look at pretty china and compare the merits of a flat bottomed cup to a round bottomed cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/Scp6GNFL8FI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/0CmC9qx2Wbw/s1600-h/ksgreen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/Scp6GNFL8FI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/0CmC9qx2Wbw/s320/ksgreen.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317196557073510482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/Scp59l-MLkI/AAAAAAAAAqI/nwXUf2P7Ei0/s1600-h/basketweave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/Scp59l-MLkI/AAAAAAAAAqI/nwXUf2P7Ei0/s320/basketweave.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317196409136229954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's also&lt;a href="http://www1.macys.com/catalog/product/index.ognc?ID=291728&amp;amp;CategoryID=34772"&gt; this martha collection.&lt;/a&gt;..I may be sharing too much, but I think this cup is divine.  that's right.  DIVINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-5474252352108494197?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/5474252352108494197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=5474252352108494197' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/5474252352108494197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/5474252352108494197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-id-rather-do-than-plan-my.html' title='Things I&apos;d Rather Do (than plan my wedding)'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/Scp6GNFL8FI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/0CmC9qx2Wbw/s72-c/ksgreen.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-7471511130685638051</id><published>2009-03-20T09:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:55:01.431-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in-laws'/><title type='text'>shower-gate update</title><content type='html'>In the most proactive moves I have ever taken with my future in-laws, I called both the FMIL and FSIL individually, without FH.  The verdict?  I will not go to Ohio for the baby shower, FSIL totally understands, even said, "I hope you aren't planning to come out to Ohio for this thing." and "I told FH that you shouldn't even consider it."  hmmm, didn't quite get that message from FH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FMIL was a little less forgiving, but still sort of let me off the hook, with a little passive agressive, "We'd still love to see you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done and done.  We'll hopefully make it out pre-baby on a cheapy flight and post-baby when we can.  I feel like a weight has been lifted off of my shoulders.  And even better, I'm the one that lifted it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-7471511130685638051?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/7471511130685638051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=7471511130685638051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/7471511130685638051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/7471511130685638051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/03/shower-gate-update.html' title='shower-gate update'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-2184563497624830869</id><published>2009-03-19T15:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T15:56:43.367-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favors'/><title type='text'>favors?</title><content type='html'>inspired by a quasi anniversary dinner at Mermaid Inn, celebrating one year engaged!  Could be fun to put these at each place setting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fortunetellerfish.com/"&gt;Fortune Teller Miracle Fish&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/ScKjNwS2ygI/AAAAAAAAAqA/xicRt1l_d2Y/s1600-h/fortune_teller_fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/ScKjNwS2ygI/AAAAAAAAAqA/xicRt1l_d2Y/s320/fortune_teller_fish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314989966948223490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, only $30 for 250!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-2184563497624830869?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/2184563497624830869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=2184563497624830869' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/2184563497624830869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/2184563497624830869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/03/favors.html' title='favors?'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/ScKjNwS2ygI/AAAAAAAAAqA/xicRt1l_d2Y/s72-c/fortune_teller_fish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-3757910414252887400</id><published>2009-03-12T12:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T13:03:58.523-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='receptions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caterers'/><title type='text'>Bronx Beat</title><content type='html'>At some point I was going to go into detail ad nausea about all of the places we considered for the reception/party.  If you grow up in the Bronx, when you get married, you used to be contractually obligated to have your wedding at one of a string of catering halls on Shore Road in New Rochelle.  I won't name names, you know who you are.  We went one afternoon, right after the &lt;a href="http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/search/label/abigail%20kirsch"&gt;Botanical Gardens&lt;/a&gt; broke my heart (damn you abigail kirsch).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really summarize how each experience was more horrible and not us as the one before.  I can ask you to watch this video and imagine these women planning your wedding.  Or, even better, their husbands, with pinky rings, offering you "top shelf liquor, your johnny walker, your johnny walker black"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/fHKdcdOqnLMKznDWCaTA-A"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/fHKdcdOqnLMKznDWCaTA-A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;skip to 2:42 when she talks about her husband...it's funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-3757910414252887400?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/3757910414252887400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=3757910414252887400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/3757910414252887400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/3757910414252887400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/03/bronx-beat.html' title='Bronx Beat'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-940816919881772946</id><published>2009-03-11T10:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T10:27:03.185-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decisions'/><title type='text'>Shower The People You Love with...</title><content type='html'>Not sure why the day before Easter is a desirable date for people to throw parties.  As in, the day of both my future sister in law's baby shower and my bridesmaid's bridal shower.  Let's list the reasons for going to each, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is my future sister in law&lt;br /&gt;It is organized by the woman who my future mother in law says would like to plan me a shower&lt;br /&gt;My future mother in law thinks that "I've done everything to exclude her from the wedding" despite my hours long conversations about the color of her dress&lt;br /&gt;FH totally wants me to go&lt;br /&gt;I need to beef up my in-law interaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's having four baby showers.  yes, FOUR.&lt;br /&gt;It is in Ohio, on easter weekend, flight prices are already at $250&lt;br /&gt;The drive to Ohio is death because of the state of Pennslyvania and their penchant for 2 lane highways&lt;br /&gt;I would have to stay with in-laws, at the intersection of anger and passive agressive&lt;br /&gt;I need to beef up my in-law interaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridal Shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's one of my bridesmaids&lt;br /&gt;It's local, meaning I could still spend Easter with my family&lt;br /&gt;She's only having one shower, see above&lt;br /&gt;Her FH is a chef, it will be delicious&lt;br /&gt;I heart her already and have no emotional baggage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't be perceived as choosing friends over family&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gotten the invite yet, have received invite for baby shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complicating factors&lt;br /&gt;Before I knew about the bridal shower, FH already told his mother that we would try, but probably wouldn't be able to make it that weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-940816919881772946?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/940816919881772946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=940816919881772946' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/940816919881772946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/940816919881772946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/03/shower-people-you-love-with.html' title='Shower The People You Love with...'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-6079117136659815997</id><published>2009-03-03T15:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T16:06:07.531-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding website'/><title type='text'>website remix</title><content type='html'>We're not sending save the dates so I feel compelled to create a wedding website.  That and we have the getting from the bronx to brooklyn fiasco and the whole my fiance hasn't picked a hotel just yet nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the knot.com and weddingchannel.com, can't use those sites.  I have stalked others via those sites and don't feel like going there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just visited http://www.ourweddingday.com/, that wasn't helpful and nothing was clickable, so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mac is too old to upload the new iweb software, which I so desperately want to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may just choose mywedding.com, seems to be the easiest free one although the templates are uber cheesy in their non-offensiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is google sites, but I feel like google already has claim to a large part of my internet presence (email, blogger, reader, calendar). I'd like to go on a google diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone out there have a good service?  and want to hold my hand through this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="MsgBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-6079117136659815997?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/6079117136659815997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=6079117136659815997' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/6079117136659815997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/6079117136659815997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/03/website-remix.html' title='website remix'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-908119222674623267</id><published>2009-02-24T17:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T16:03:27.214-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='receptions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bubby&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decisions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caterers'/><title type='text'>Budget Friendly*</title><content type='html'>Yeah...budget friendly and NYC do not go together. Don't get me wrong, they definitely go together for all the lovely couples down at city hall, on the waterfront or small intimate restaurant celebrations, (all of whom I love and bitterly want to be at various times) but for me....well, I have a 254 person guest list. Thank you over-breeding grandparents. Dad's 1 of 12, Mom's 1 of 4. And yes, there are two priests and a spinster in those numbers who didn't produce children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We discussed cocktail receptions, I brought up a bbq truck, we thought about renting gyms. Turns out a cocktail reception costs as much as sit down because you 'have to provide continuous food for four hours' yeah, we heard that. FH didn't realize how big the list was and denied the bbq truck/surprise picnic wedding. fatal fiscal mistake. And I'd already rented a school gym for my sister's bridal shower 9 years ago, we were poor and had 100 women for a bridal shower. yup. ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to copy a wedding we loved. My cousin and his wife had a church wedding, greeted people at the door, which I LOVE, and afterwards had a mid-day brunch at a restaurant they rented for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, budget-friendly meant keeping the cost per person at our venue to under $100 per person.  How hard could it be to rent out a restaurant for under $100 a head?  v. if you are doing Saturday night in or near NYC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I found&lt;a href="http://kvetch.indiebride.com/"&gt; kvetch.indiebride.com&lt;/a&gt;, where there was a whole thread about Bubby's Brides. &lt;a href="http://www.bubbys.com/"&gt;Bubby's&lt;/a&gt; the brunch spot? with the &lt;a href="http://bubbys.com/index.php/main/pie_collection/"&gt;pies&lt;/a&gt;? YES. And message board brides raved. We went, met Jojo, found the price to be justunder $100 with food and drink (not including tax and gratuity) and fell in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part?  We live right across the East River from Bubby's and can point out the building to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part? We're getting married in the Bronx and having the party in Brooklyn. Think everyone can handle getting a metro card and a map and figure it out? And my parents think they are getting eggs for dinner, but I can't fix that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, you have now multiplied $100 by 254 and come up with $25,400.  I have too.  I know. It's a lot. It's our little part to keep the economy alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-908119222674623267?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/908119222674623267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=908119222674623267' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/908119222674623267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/908119222674623267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/02/about-that-budget-friendly-part.html' title='Budget Friendly*'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-1714833050554826316</id><published>2009-02-20T12:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T12:26:14.576-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in-laws'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rehearsal dinner'/><title type='text'>excuse me?</title><content type='html'>Spoke with the future mother in law (FMIL) last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: Soooo, I hear you and FH saw some rehearsal dinner spots&lt;br /&gt;Me: We did&lt;br /&gt;Her: Any ideas you want to share??&lt;br /&gt;Me: FH has all of the information on the places, you can ask him about details&lt;br /&gt;Her: Oh.... okay&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah, I've delegated the rehearsal dinner, but I'm sure he'd love to talk to you about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him on couch: *squint*grimace*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what you get when you let your husband bully me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-1714833050554826316?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/1714833050554826316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=1714833050554826316' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/1714833050554826316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/1714833050554826316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/02/excuse-me.html' title='excuse me?'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-1025373266944970591</id><published>2009-02-19T17:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T17:22:13.274-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeymoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the man in my life'/><title type='text'>what happens after</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SZ3aaLcSViI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-9oP_fAQXe4/s1600-h/hawaiiposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SZ3aaLcSViI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-9oP_fAQXe4/s320/hawaiiposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304636079395198498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why, hello, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Hawaii. &lt;/span&gt; FH was put in charge of honeymoon related planning.  And has come up with some delightful plans that will involve me on a surfboard at least once during our TWO WEEK STAY.  I shall now look forward to this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it bad that I have the bad economy to thank for affordable prices?  As long as I thank the gods that be that we still have jobs on a daily basis, methinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps, I'm not going to feel bad/ashamed/embarrassed about not having a cutting edge honeymoon location.  I'm going to love this in every way, shape and form.  Hey, if it's good enough for Bourdain, it's good enough for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-1025373266944970591?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/1025373266944970591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=1025373266944970591' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/1025373266944970591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/1025373266944970591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-happens-after.html' title='what happens after'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SZ3aaLcSViI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-9oP_fAQXe4/s72-c/hawaiiposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-8095418000663160406</id><published>2009-02-13T14:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T14:57:11.277-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the man in my life'/><title type='text'>v-day</title><content type='html'>This about sums up what I'm willing do to in the name of valentine's day.  This and buy my love some chocolate. and a card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.someecards.com/upload/valentine_s_day/lets_watch_your_shows.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SZXPzTutA9I/AAAAAAAAApo/MAJuYeWKnDA/s320/val_37.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302372616675066834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.someecards.com/"&gt;someecards.com&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/2982983921734716142-8095418000663160406?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/8095418000663160406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=8095418000663160406' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/8095418000663160406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/8095418000663160406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/02/v-day.html' title='v-day'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SZXPzTutA9I/AAAAAAAAApo/MAJuYeWKnDA/s72-c/val_37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-1936681090367225963</id><published>2009-02-12T10:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T10:12:31.246-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perspective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warmfuzzy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>Wedding v. Marriage</title><content type='html'>The whole drama over the rehearsal dinner has gotten me to think about the differences between a wedding and a marriage.  Why are they inextricably linked?  Simply because the wedding is the official starting point of the marriage? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The starting point to our marriage happened already, a few weeks after FH moved in and we started living our lives together.  The first few weeks after the move in were a little rough as I like my space due to the fact that I had been living by myself for a while.  But after that point, we really started our marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This comforts me.  Thinking about standing on an altar in front of everyone I know makes me anxious, but knowing that FH and I have formed a loving partnership and live together as a team/couple/whatever you want to call it brings me such happiness and joy.  It also gives me strength to deal with the drama and perspective.  Perspective that I hope to use to enjoy my wedding day as simply a party with everyone coming together to celebrate us.  We are willing to make sacrifices on that day, and that day alone, to make other people happy.  But our lives we have only ourselves to answer to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-1936681090367225963?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/1936681090367225963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=1936681090367225963' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/1936681090367225963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/1936681090367225963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/02/wedding-v-marriage.html' title='Wedding v. Marriage'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-470150111468185984</id><published>2009-02-11T16:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T15:14:06.527-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in-laws'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rehearsal dinner'/><title type='text'>Rehearsal Dinner</title><content type='html'>I want to skip the rehearsal dinner.  It has caused the most drama out of anything we have endeavored to plan as part of our wedding.  Mainly because FH's parents are divorced (and remarried) and one couple is so absolutely insane that I'm in therapy. hahaha, just kidding, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have been bullying us into planning the rehearsal dinner a &lt;a href="http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/search/label/in-laws"&gt;full year and one month&lt;/a&gt; before the actual wedding.  I became increasingly stressed after repeated questioning about where is the rehearsal dinner? what should we do? what do we need to bring? should it have a theme?  It's hard to have the same answer to several different questions, the answer "I don't care."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started to wonder, why do they care so much?  This is the sick part: because this is a competition for them vs. FH's father.  Exhibited through power trips mixed in with some unhealthy verbal abuse.  Joy!  I hope you can now see why I want to skip the rehearsal dinner and go straight to popping two tylenol PMs in my childhood twin bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The icing on this red velvet cake from hell is that FH actually wanted to wait until they were in town to have them pick a place, ergo rewarding their horrible behavior thus far and setting a dangerous precedent for the rest of our lives.   They bully, we give in.   No way.   I got him to agree to giving them three options.  And I know this sounds like a huge power struggle.  It is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we finally went to little italy, right near where we are getting hitched, to visit some old school restaurants, get prices, and scope out rooms.  Their response, "wow, you're really early" as in, you are early even at 8 months out! We don't have to book this until the month before! I want to leave prank messages on their phones with a parakeet saying "I told you so" over and over and over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of want to book our favorite old pizza place just to piss off the parents since they clearly view this as a presentation of their success and worth in life. Hey, at least I would get to eat chicken rolls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SZNFhU0YtcI/AAAAAAAAApg/xAliBsQyNAU/s1600-h/pugleys%27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SZNFhU0YtcI/AAAAAAAAApg/xAliBsQyNAU/s320/pugleys%27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301657625171637698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/pugsley-pizza-bronx"&gt;Pugley's Pizza&lt;/a&gt;...it isn't known for ambiance&lt;br /&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/2982983921734716142-470150111468185984?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/470150111468185984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=470150111468185984' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/470150111468185984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/470150111468185984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/02/rehearsal-dinner.html' title='Rehearsal Dinner'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SZNFhU0YtcI/AAAAAAAAApg/xAliBsQyNAU/s72-c/pugleys%27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-3404384051180791116</id><published>2009-02-05T12:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T12:15:48.385-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warmfuzzy'/><title type='text'>+ 1</title><content type='html'>I'm the proud aunt of Emma Elizabeth, 9lbs, 15 ounces, born February 4, 2009. Her skin is as pink as the room in which she will sleep.  And she has mad kicking skills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-3404384051180791116?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/3404384051180791116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=3404384051180791116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/3404384051180791116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/3404384051180791116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/02/1.html' title='+ 1'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-4372580060269461807</id><published>2009-02-02T10:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T10:52:53.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>unhappy feet</title><content type='html'>what if the shoes you thought were perfect hurt your feet? back to the drawing board? return or break in?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-4372580060269461807?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/4372580060269461807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=4372580060269461807' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4372580060269461807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4372580060269461807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/02/unhappy-feet.html' title='unhappy feet'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-5058317616746863743</id><published>2009-01-30T12:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T13:19:28.922-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><title type='text'>team player</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm amazed when people read this thing, this outlet for some of my most ridiculous angst.  I've been tagged!  awww, thanks &lt;a href="http://ataleoftwobrides.blogspot.com/"&gt;tale of two brides&lt;/a&gt;. I got blog love right back at 'cha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dingmoonment.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lauren and Desaray&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marriagelifedogsknitting.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rachel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elizabazile.wordpress.com/"&gt;Liz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://eastsidebride.blogspot.com/"&gt;East Side Bride&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who must now abide by the blog honor code and rules i did not come up with myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Step 1:&lt;/span&gt; respond and rework—answer the questions on your own blog, replace one question that you dislike with a question of your own invention, add one more question of your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Step 2:&lt;/span&gt; tag other un-tagged people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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 &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Favorite football team: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Let’s Go Giants!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Um, yeah, not so much this year.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What are you wearing now?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Typical Friday work outfit, corduroys, boots, white sweater combo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What color is your bedroom?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Renter’s white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What’s the last thing you read/are currently reading?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Just finished Fall on Your Knees by Alice McDermott, seriously amazing/tragic book, currently reading Anna Karenina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What is the last thing you cooked?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Cheeseburgers, sweet potato fries and roasted broccoli for the honey and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What is your favorite restaurant of all time? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gramercytavern.com/"&gt;Gramercy Tavern&lt;/a&gt;, followed closely by the &lt;a href="http://themermaidnyc.com/"&gt;Mermaid Inn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;What’s your current obsession/addiction?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Falafel and dried cherries, not together&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;What was the last gift you gave?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt; A broach for my mother’s birthday and paintings that I made for my sister’s new baby girl (given on the same day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What was the last thing you bought?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Groceries, really boring actually, the most exciting item was rosemary and olive oil Triscuits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What are you listening to right now?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendID=78866025"&gt;If But When&lt;/a&gt; on my computer speakers&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;What movie do you know every word to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt; When Harry Met Sally, Love Actually, Sixteen Candles and A Princess Bride...wow...I just learned something about myself and I'm a little embarrassed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you could have any super power, what would it be?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I’d like to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What is your favorite weather, and why?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Fall, crisp air, clear sky&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;What is your most challenging goal right now? Involving my future mother in law in my wedding/life&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;If you could have a house–totally paid for, fully furnished–anywhere in the world, where would you want it to be? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Brownstone in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Brooklyn&lt;/st1:place&gt;, I blame the huxtables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;The last vacation you took? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Wine country + southern &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;California&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Name one thing you just can’t resist no matter how bad it is for you: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;aged non-smoked &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;gouda&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt; and bacon, not together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you could meet anyone famous - dead or alive - who would it be? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Eleanor Roosevelt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;If you could have any job in the world , what would it be? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Executive Director of an international relief agency&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:647 0 0 0 159 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} span.apple-style-span 	{mso-style-name:apple-style-span;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;ps, tagging other blogs feels like asking someone out on a date.  nerve-wracking really.  could be because my nerves are shot from work.  who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-5058317616746863743?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/5058317616746863743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=5058317616746863743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/5058317616746863743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/5058317616746863743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/01/team-player.html' title='team player'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-7690124276589494334</id><published>2009-01-27T10:41:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T10:50:30.710-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costs'/><title type='text'>happy feet</title><content type='html'>Ordered these lovelies about a week ago when they went on sale for $149, thanks&lt;a href="http://www.jcrew.com"&gt; jcrew!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SX8rVFfNNnI/AAAAAAAAAow/0rywF20T3Z8/s1600-h/theshoe2.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SX8rVFfNNnI/AAAAAAAAAow/0rywF20T3Z8/s320/theshoe2.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295999328061306482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they arrived while I was in DC for work...so it was a pleasant surprise Monday morning to walk into my office and find a present.  My fuzzy phone pic of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SX8rlcDBhFI/AAAAAAAAAo4/IT2uMklpUNY/s1600-h/myshoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SX8rlcDBhFI/AAAAAAAAAo4/IT2uMklpUNY/s320/myshoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295999608995021906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure why they look yellow in the pic, they are more golden.  I'm hoping to break them in over the next few months. I have my mother's feet, which means I have bunions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SX8sXh8xOsI/AAAAAAAAApA/O-g60b0Cxjg/s1600-h/bunion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SX8sXh8xOsI/AAAAAAAAApA/O-g60b0Cxjg/s320/bunion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296000469572860610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-7690124276589494334?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/7690124276589494334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=7690124276589494334' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/7690124276589494334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/7690124276589494334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-feet.html' title='happy feet'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SX8rVFfNNnI/AAAAAAAAAow/0rywF20T3Z8/s72-c/theshoe2.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-4807303628119362047</id><published>2009-01-25T12:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T12:07:29.352-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guests'/><title type='text'>facebook this</title><content type='html'>I've resisted joining facebook for a long time.  I base this on two things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My 2003 experience with friendster.  not healthy.&lt;br /&gt;2. I fear it will cause guest list bloating and put me out there for "Am I invited" questions, which I abhor.  I don't want to re-connect with people and feel guilty about not inviting them to the wedding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid or justified?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-4807303628119362047?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/4807303628119362047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=4807303628119362047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4807303628119362047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/4807303628119362047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/01/facebook-this.html' title='facebook this'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-5811882092322664100</id><published>2009-01-21T11:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T11:56:22.053-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><title type='text'>an awesome team</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SXdTQ05pJNI/AAAAAAAAAog/u6xU2dv2k4g/s1600-h/obama-wedding-photo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SXdTQ05pJNI/AAAAAAAAAog/u6xU2dv2k4g/s320/obama-wedding-photo-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293791435540735186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dream about getting to this point in the evening after my wedding.  what a day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-5811882092322664100?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/5811882092322664100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=5811882092322664100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/5811882092322664100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/5811882092322664100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/01/awesome-team.html' title='an awesome team'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SXdTQ05pJNI/AAAAAAAAAog/u6xU2dv2k4g/s72-c/obama-wedding-photo-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-324294659997460826</id><published>2009-01-16T16:35:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T17:02:57.987-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the man in my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding party'/><title type='text'>man code</title><content type='html'>Tuxedos.  eh. *shrug*  I don't care for them.  FH owns one, so I guess he can wear it.   I just hate bow ties, cummerbunds and those weird vests they make them wear with ties.  Why all the hoopla?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.menswearhouse.com/tuxedos/detail.jsp?FOLDER%3C%3Efolder_id=1408474395562387&amp;amp;FOLDER%3C%3EbrowsePath=1408474395562387&amp;amp;bmUID=1232142668151"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SXEBw5g08vI/AAAAAAAAAoY/RCkDHCl4_lc/s320/tux.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292012976720900850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what's with the vest, buddy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like a simple tie.  Possibly in ivory, with his guys in a blue tie.  No vests.  I'd prefer suits, but got shot down by the Lazy Bride Wedding Committee that has been formed to keep me in line.  The chairman is my sister, minority (dissenting in her support for me) representative is my mother and the bridesmaids making up the members.  FH is brought in for expert testimony sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I casually message FH about the tuxes and I now have top hats, monocles and scepters to worry about. Sweet Jesus.  Apparently I've violated the man code by even asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mens Warehouse has a tuxedo &lt;a href="http://www.menswearhouse.com/tuxedos/tuxedo_builder.jsp?FOLDER%3C%3Efolder_id=2534374302401032&amp;amp;n1=Tuxedos&amp;amp;n2=Occasions&amp;amp;n3=Wedding&amp;amp;bmUID=1232142143724"&gt;Build-A-Tux&lt;/a&gt; tool!  I'm a big fan of the Build-a-something tool.  Especially the &lt;a href="http://www.fao.com/catalog/factories/muppets.jsp"&gt;Build-a-Muppet &lt;/a&gt;tool at FAO schwartz.  And of course the classic &lt;a href="http://images.southparkstudios.com/games/create/"&gt;Build-a-South Park&lt;/a&gt; character. So fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.southparkstudios.com/fans/avatar/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SXEAB2SWFWI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/rcus86JTh-8/s320/South_Park_Portrait.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292011068889372002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that's me!&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/2982983921734716142-324294659997460826?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/324294659997460826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=324294659997460826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/324294659997460826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/324294659997460826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/01/man-code.html' title='man code'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SXEBw5g08vI/AAAAAAAAAoY/RCkDHCl4_lc/s72-c/tux.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-596971036642149976</id><published>2009-01-15T10:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T10:24:11.966-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><title type='text'>wedding band fun</title><content type='html'>Wedding bands...are fun things to look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sakurakoshimizu.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-do-wedding-band-in-palladium-and-18k.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SW5eF5-9n1I/AAAAAAAAAoI/OYS2ZqRDPew/s320/Ido-A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291270067764174674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rings by &lt;a href="http://sakurakoshimizu.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-do-wedding-band-in-palladium-and-18k.html"&gt;Sakurako Shimizu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, made to document the happy couple saying "I do"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sakurakoshimizu.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-596971036642149976?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/596971036642149976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=596971036642149976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/596971036642149976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/596971036642149976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/01/wedding-band-fun.html' title='wedding band fun'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SW5eF5-9n1I/AAAAAAAAAoI/OYS2ZqRDPew/s72-c/Ido-A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-1221287929334248320</id><published>2009-01-13T17:12:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T10:26:13.625-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compromise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy sh*t'/><title type='text'>me v. the knot</title><content type='html'>In a moment of insanity, I signed up for the knot.com and no amount of get-me-off-your-email-or-i-will has relieved me from their incessant anxiety inducing reminder emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazybride!  You have nine months to go!  Here's what you should do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Have. Nine. Months. To. Go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I have to&lt;br /&gt;1. Finalize the Guest List&lt;br /&gt;2. Pick out Floral Arrangements&lt;br /&gt;3. Register for Gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We are still finalizing the guest list.  In recent weeks, I have turned heartless, cutting once close friends who I just don't see anymore and at one time v. close work friends.  With the justification that I haven't seen these people in months.  However, one lives in London.  So maybe if I send her an invitation she won't be able to make it...no! that's the kind of logic that got me into this mess.  I sent my mother our guest list asking her to fill in our side of the family.  Turns out I had completely forgotten a whole sect of my family in Chicago and some of my parents' friends.  I'm not angry about the parents' friends thing, I like hanging out with old people and tend to see my parents' friends more than I see some of my own.  They always compliment and feed me.  What's not to like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Hired a florist at the bidding of my sister (and every subsequent female) who gasped in horror when I mentioned doing my own flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Registering...this was supposed to be the fun part, right?  Well.  It's not.  It's tiring.  Especially when your FH decides that he will spend the whole time in Bed Bath and Beyond pouting because I want china.  Why would one need $2000 worth of fancy plates?  I asked in response, why would one need $2000 worth of tv/video game equipment?  Before he moved in, I was still in a long term relationship with my tv/vcr combo (the last one Best Buy sold in 2001).  "Santa" left us a blue ray and surround sound speakers for christmas.  no joke.  The boy thought I would be excited opening up a blue ray box.  I can barely tell the difference, but I do know that I am totally justified in my desire for fancy plates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there.  screw you knot.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please don't scare me next month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-1221287929334248320?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/1221287929334248320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=1221287929334248320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/1221287929334248320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/1221287929334248320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/01/me-v-knot.html' title='me v. the knot'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-8770583566288940060</id><published>2009-01-08T09:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T09:33:33.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>City Hall</title><content type='html'>Don't assume I haven't thought/dreamt/plotted to just walk down to&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/01/08/nyregion/08marriage.html?_r=1&amp;amp;hp"&gt; city hall and get hitched&lt;/a&gt;.  It's not just for the movies...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-8770583566288940060?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/8770583566288940060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=8770583566288940060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/8770583566288940060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/8770583566288940060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/01/city-hall.html' title='City Hall'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-8063698786171591603</id><published>2009-01-07T10:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T13:51:04.541-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridesmaids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridesmaid dresses'/><title type='text'>Pleasant-er</title><content type='html'>A few days after returning from the unnamed midwest city, I gathered a few friends and my sister for some bridesmaid dress shopping at RK Bridal and palliative how-bad-are-your-in-laws lunch afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite one pregnant sister's slight objections, we picked this&lt;a href="http://www.dessy.com/dresses/bridesmaid/d409/"&gt; Alfred Sung dress&lt;/a&gt; in midnight.  RK bridal was extremely affordable.  The dress should come out to $102 before shipping, alterations and taxes, who knew they were so affordable?  Kind of explains their horrible website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have two pregnant sisters and several bridesmaids "going off" the birth control, aka pulling the goalie. I may be preceded by a line of pregnant women and recent moms. And nothing would make me happier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-8063698786171591603?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/8063698786171591603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=8063698786171591603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/8063698786171591603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/8063698786171591603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2009/01/pleasant-er.html' title='Pleasant-er'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-9163924263928815337</id><published>2008-12-23T12:40:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T12:49:25.386-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warmfuzzy'/><title type='text'>merry christmas</title><content type='html'>Am really enjoying &lt;a href="http://www.wfuv.org/now/holiday/index.html"&gt;this compilation &lt;/a&gt;by WFUV, in my new very own office (complete with door). Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wfuv.org/now/holiday/index.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SVEjCDJz_CI/AAAAAAAAAoA/35N-xIY35wY/s320/wfuv.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283042355995474978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-9163924263928815337?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/9163924263928815337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=9163924263928815337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/9163924263928815337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/9163924263928815337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2008/12/happerry-holistmas.html' title='merry christmas'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SVEjCDJz_CI/AAAAAAAAAoA/35N-xIY35wY/s72-c/wfuv.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-3806714786363906878</id><published>2008-12-18T17:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T17:28:50.042-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>minimalist</title><content type='html'>thinking about only getting a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;boutonniere&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;FH&lt;/span&gt; and no one else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; currently we would need 15 bouts.  1 groom, 6 groomsmen, 2 ushers, 1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ringbearer&lt;/span&gt;, 2 bro in law, 3 fathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also currently thinking about only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;FH&lt;/span&gt; wearing a tux and everyone else just wearing their best blue suit.  get rid of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;matchy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;matchy&lt;/span&gt;.  but...it makes me nervous.  and then do I have to think about ties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the thoughts that distract me from analyzing NY state's budget.  ugh.  work for the next 10 months is going to be difficult.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-3806714786363906878?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/3806714786363906878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=3806714786363906878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/3806714786363906878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/3806714786363906878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2008/12/minimalist.html' title='minimalist'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-8010154296849924328</id><published>2008-12-17T17:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T17:51:39.061-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Pre-Pre-Cana</title><content type='html'>As part of the Catholic wedding process, we have to take a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cana&lt;/span&gt; course.  Imagine my non-surprise when I see the $195 price tag.  Thanks Archdiocese of New York!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon seeing the price, I immediately stopped listening to one of &lt;a href="http://ladyoftheforest.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-carol-of-day-number-one.html"&gt;my favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; carols.  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, imagine my non-surprise to find out that they are the ones behind the "Abortion Changes You" billboards on the subway.  Really?  There are schools and churches closing all over the city and they are spending money on advertising. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catholicism is a tricky thing, as any religion, and I've &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;struggled&lt;/span&gt; with it, but in a v. passive way.  I've been spoilt by my awesome priest uncles who have made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Catholicism&lt;/span&gt; a wonderful thing for me and my family.  One of my favorite holiday memories is that of the whole extended family gathering at my uncle's Harlem church for Christmas mass, getting into a yellow school bus headed down to Rockefeller Center and singing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; carols as a family in front of the tree and St. Patrick's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cana&lt;/span&gt;.  Friends have said it was a good experience for them, kind of like therapy but with a catholic twist.  Older married couples usually lead the sessions, which is a good thing, because what does a priest really know about marriage?  nothing.  Two full days of marriage therapy?  sounds like fun!  Natural family planning?  smiles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking I don't mention that we're "living in sin".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-8010154296849924328?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/8010154296849924328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=8010154296849924328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/8010154296849924328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/8010154296849924328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2008/12/pre-pre-cana.html' title='Pre-Pre-Cana'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982983921734716142.post-7417759061971378376</id><published>2008-12-16T17:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T17:46:10.121-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><title type='text'>Ode To Joy</title><content type='html'>If you haven't seen it already, you must do so right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xpcUxwpOQ_A&amp;hl=en&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/xpcUxwpOQ_A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982983921734716142-7417759061971378376?l=lazybrideny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/feeds/7417759061971378376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982983921734716142&amp;postID=7417759061971378376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/7417759061971378376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982983921734716142/posts/default/7417759061971378376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lazybrideny.blogspot.com/2008/12/ode-to-joy.html' title='Ode To Joy'/><author><name>deeds102</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRHIvOMjWOY/SLLjw9_nsRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3X6-eQ2uZp8/S220/Arroyo4m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
