tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65817751166056372082011-11-27T19:47:13.474-05:00One girl's adventures in being a newlywed and moving from Texas to New York City, along with her husband, dog, and everything she's ever owned that she didn't give up so it would all fit in the tiny apartment.catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1681100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-60245935276701465772008-11-05T19:38:00.005-05:002008-11-05T19:47:48.815-05:00

So, I found a new identity and spot for my blog. Catholic Wedding Girl just didn't seem to make as much sense as an address. For the past few days I've been thinking about a new web identity, and though seemingly obvious, this address came to me last night right before I fell asleep (as all good ideas do). I'll be posting from www.nycnewlywed.blogspot.com from now on, and I hope everybody

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The other day we were trekking around the city the other day, heading back to the Apple store, when we saw the FAO Schwartz store. Of course we had to stop in and take a tour, even though we didn't have any pressing toy shopping needs (otherwise the entire piano scene in Big would have been wasted). The ground floor is actually a little underwhelming: there are board games and stuffed animals,

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It is official, I have to get my wedding band re-sized. In my poor ring's defense, it may be all the ring's fault. I may have gained some weight (apparently only in my fingers), maybe I'm just retaining water, or maybe the dog straining at the leash has permanently swollen my fingers. As those who attended the wedding will know, the ring has always been a snug fit, causing my husband to

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I was on the food network earlier today, when I saw an ad on the sidebar for something that semi-shocked me. Rachel Ray now has a Rachel Ray brand of stock, that you can buy on the Food Network website. At first, I was a little shocked, do we really need branded stock?I looked a little deeper, and it's actually not a bad deal - three 32 ounce boxes for $10, not including shipping.Still, do I

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This morning I had one of those moments where you are just utterly content. Mine happened this morning as i was walking M out to the subway station with the dog. It works out well, I don't have a job yet, and the dog needs to be taken out, so her morning walk is over to the subway station at Penn Station, around the block and back. This morning was a little brisk, so I walked out in a pair of

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As I was thinking about what I could do today, I thought that I would look through the wedding pictures and start putting a list together for the album, which reminded me that I haven't really posted any pictures on this, which is (was) supposed to be a wedding blog. So here we go (all pictures by Wei Han at Evoke Photography in Houston):This is a view of the chapel (at Prince of Peace), which

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Here is the new hair, well the new hair on the first day. My hair never looks the same the day after a trip to the hairstylist. I think it has something to do with magic air in the salon, and my impatience with blowdrying with a round brush. So, it looks similar, just fluffier, but not frizzy, I haven't managed to frizz it out, yet.

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Yay to new hair! After months of growing out my hair for the wedding, it has finally been cut into something that does not resemble a knot and necessitate a ponytail (I guess it didn't have to be in a ponytail, but I lived in Austin, and long hair is hot, and hate that sticky feeling on the back of my neck).I contemplated getting my hair cut while we were away on the honeymoon, how dramatic

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I have issues with church attendance. I want to go, but I usually find some excuse to not go. I really dislike going to church alone, which I think goes back to high school. Back when I was in high school, I worked at the golf course, which meant that I had to be there by 7:30 am in the morning Saturday and Sunday. Aside from making my weekend schedule extremely nerdy, it made the only mass I

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Oh, this long, extended weekend (how weird is it that half of New York shuts down for Columbus Day, which we stopped acknowledging long ago in Texas?), the hubby and I ate some really good food, sort of by accident (a really extravagant accident).Saturday night, we ventured out with R & J, our couple-friends (who actually lived in the same building by design in Austin, and again here in NYC) to

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Finally, the hubby and I get to do something together over the weekend where we can leave a 5 block radius of the apartment. The past few weekends have had work emails come in with a "stand by" message, so we've had to hang out to see if he goes in (no, he's not a doctor or a fireman, he's a lawyer). On the agenda so far are watching the Red River Rivalry, heading down to Chelsea Market, where

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1. Shorts (especially at Christmas-time)2. Produce (why are the onions half the size here?)3. Driving (but not paying for gas)4. Fewer crazy people on the streets (maybe there are just as many in Austin, but they don't curse at you)5. Sweaters are always on sale (because - when would we wear them?)6. Grass, and trees (that's my dog's input)7. Tex-Mex food8. Wine Wednesday's9. Beer for

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So, one of the lovely gifts that we registered for was a down comforter, but knowing that we wouldn't actually be sleeping in a frozen tundra, we picked the lightest, or the 365-day, year-round duvet. We both like sleeping with a blanket, but I am seriously rethinking this duvet - it might have to be put in the closet until cooler temperatures prevail. We've tried turning the thermostat down a

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I'm in love with my new jeans. The jean situation has been coming to a head over the last week. My favorite/best fitting pair of jeans has been heading down the path to being ousted for a while. There is a weird bleach "dot" on the right thigh, below the pocket, which hasn't bothered me, but at one point bothered my husband, but he forgot that it existed when I listed it as one of the reasons

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I am seriously glad that I started writing thank you's before the wedding, but am not glad that there are still so many to go. I really do not like writing thank you notes. It is a bizarre sort of torture, for many reasons, that only other brides can understand.1) Thank you's take a disproportionate amount of time to write in relation to anything else you would ever write. Case in point: I

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The one gift that I did not mind getting that was off-registry was a gift card. We had gift cards from Pottery Barn, Home Depot, California Pizza Kitchen, Kohl's, Starbucks, and of course Bed Bath and Beyond. One thing that I would suggest to all brides out there is to find an old wallet of yours or your fiance's to keep all of your gift certificates in. This way, they're not making your

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I'm not sure how many of us are out there, but I think that it is critical to find out if you will be a football widow before you get married. Not only does our television magically turn itself to football from Saturday lunchtime to Monday night, but my husband is a Buffalo Bills fan. Some of you may not understand that, but the Bills have been heart-breakingly awful the three seasons that I

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My job hunting day:This weekend, we're having our friends J & R, who also moved from Austin to NYC (also from the same building to the same building) over for dinner, so I pulled together an order of groceries last night. I asked J (who is also job hunting) if she wanted to come to the Union Square farmer's market with me to see if I could find any of the required produce, and she readily

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I dedicate this post to a-bla, because I too am an old married. You know, the kind of person who is perfectly content sitting at home on a week night, or even a weekend night. I mean, it's nice, though occasionally one party will need to tell the other party that they have to put the laptop and random surfing away and just sit with the other person.This recently came to light when my brother (

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Alright, our honeymoon and subsequent trip up to New York have really interfered with our television schedule, which is tragic, I know. It really wasn't a problem for anything, until we were cruising for something to watch during the football commercials last night. We saw that our guilty pleasure show was on: "The Hills." Now, our Monday's have been somewhat free for a few weeks, so it was

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I had been putting off calling the credit cards to change my name, because I thought it would involve faxing things. I also didn't want to have issues with using my cards and having a different name on the account, which proved to be an issue when I changed the address (finicky Metro card machines).Changing my name on my Discover card was super easy. I called the customer service number, and (

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Well, strange thing in my bed, rather. I woke up last night at 5 am and my toes were burning. I scratched at them, not knowing what was going on. Several possibilities (all so, so rational) went through my head:- an extremely strong sudden-onset case of athlete's foot- some weird rash from my shoes- a scorpion- boils (seriously, these were huge bites)- tetanus (I nicked myself with the box

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So, the first of our two furniture orders from Crate & Barrel came yesterday, and I am still not done breaking down the boxes - yargh. We got a dining table and 4 chairs (yes it fits, and now we finally have an eating surface aside from the coffee table), and a bar cabinet. What is even better is the good deal we got on the furniture.Now, our salesperson told us not to tell everyone about this,

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I forgot to mention the money-saving idea that our printer had for the programs (it could also be a "green idea" now that I think about it). A friend of my husband's parents owns a printing shop and offered to print the programs for us. He sent us the swatch books for the different papers, and we selected a card stock with a green marble-y finish. Instead of printing the programs on the

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I would like to voice a complaint that has been in the back of my mind for months, but I've just kept forgetting to write about. When I started perusing a certain website that caters to brides (I'd rather "not" say in order to "not" have the followers of said site accidentally finding this post through Google), I would go hunt around through some of the blogs and message boards to see what I was

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And today the official hunt for gainful employment begins. I don't know if there is anything less pleasant than job-hunting; it's almost painful, especially when, well, always. Baring your soul to the (often) nameless, faceless hiring manager, who will look at your resume and decide whether or not to put your bio into the "I'll consider this one, when I actually decide to look at things,

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My new name is finally somewhat official. My social security card came really quickly, it was here when we checked our mail the first day we were here. I had to wait until Saturday for my driver's license to come, but both the Texas and New York licenses came on the same day, which was a relief - I've been carrying around my passport for the past week in case I got carded. I must say I am

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Since Wednesday night, we've had our first batch of guests in NYC. My brother and two of his friends from medical school are crashing on our floor (they actually got here before we did on Saturday). They're in school in Galveston, so we spent most of yesterday trying to convince them that there wasn't anything we could do about their stuff from NYC, so they should just have fun.We had tickets

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It's been a while since I've posted, mostly because we've been moving in. We got in to NYC on Sunday night (more about that fiasco on another day), and have been unpacking and finishing out apartment.Monday was mostly about waiting for the movers to get here. At our new building, they are extremely anal about reserving the service elevator, and we had told the moving company that we had the 10-

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I will write about moving in, but it seems rather inappropriate to do so today. I feel like I'm intruding on New York today. I wasn't here seven years ago, so I don't feel the same way about it as people who were here then must feel now. What happened was more distant for me - when my roommate woke me up, I couldn't even comprehend what she was saying. We spent the day watching the news in

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Since we're moving into the new apartment today, I wrote this one in advance (and while I was thinking about it). A word of advice for all the yet-to-be-married's and about to send a check for a gifter's: have someone put out the word that when friends and relatives are writing a check as a gift, they should make it payable to John or Jane Doe, not John and Jane Doe. This is a nit-picky little

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Last night, my husband's parents hosted a post-wedding reception for us at their home in New York (western, not NYC). His mom decided to have a "Mexican theme," which I was a little bit wary of, because, umm, people up north don't always "do" Mexican well, but the party was great. Lots of my husband's relatives came over, so did his friends from high school, as well as friends of his parents.

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While my husband and I are visiting his parents before we head over to NYC, we've been talking with them about everything that happened at the wedding and reception. They were somewhat mortified at the amount of drinking that went on at the wedding. I was not - my family is Irish Catholic, my friends know how to drink, and so do my husband's.The worst that happened is that my brother and

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I just had a thought for programs that I wish I would have had (kind of, because it would take quite a bit of work) before the wedding. I was inspired by this bride who decided to put a crossword puzzle on the back of hers.I think most of us wish that guests would write us a special note in the guest book (I did, but I have a feeling that my mom was standing there hurrying people along, since

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I'm still going back to the list of things that I thought about at the airport after the wedding was over. One of the things that I still want to blog about, but haven't done yet is the rehearsal dinner. Let this post serve as a warning to all brides that have a ham for a husband, talk about how you will present gifts before the rehearsal dinner (if that's when you are doing it). [Quick

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I am tired of driving (or at least being in the car). We left at 5:30 Sunday morning - good old hurricane Gustav decided to throw a wrench in our plans. Our original plan was to leave Tuesday morning, until Gustav came along. The weather people were not sure where Gustav was headed, but we knew we didn't want to try and leave in the middle of an evacuation or when it was pouring down rain,

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Once upon a time, my then-fiance and I decided that we did not need to have favors at our wedding - we have never kept anything that was a favor from a wedding, or, if we did, it always ended up in the trash pile the next time one of us moved. On the other hand, my mom was really attached to having M&M's at the reception, since both of our names start with M, they wouldn't even need to be

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Yesterday was the beginning of the end . . . of my maiden name. The mail came yesterday afternoon, and in it was the certified copy of our marriage license. Yay! We're official! (At one point I was worried, because we never signed it, but you only have to sign when you get the license in Texas).On our way into town to return a gift at Crate & Barrel and then meet some people for dinner, we

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What happened at the reception hall was clearly the biggest snafu of the wedding day. When my mother met with the on-site coordinator at the reception hall, she asked what time we would be arriving at the hall. When you reserve the hall, you have it from 10 am until 2 am the next morning. Since we were paying for it, we decided that I would get my hair and makeup done at the reception hall,

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On with the list.I seriously have a grudge against the videographer. I understand that I need to just let go, but it seriously might take some therapy. To begin with, I did not want video coverage of the wedding, I think it's just weird to watch yourself on film, and I doubt we would ever watch the video. For these reasons, and the sake of the budget, we didn't get a video crew. Then, my

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Here's one of my favorite shots that my cousin B took during the wedding (he's only 11, so he gets mad props for his photography skills). He took an amazing number of shots, quite the little professional. We just got back to my parents' house yesterday, so I might take the rest of the day to veg out and just not do anything.Greece was amazing! I'm still in the process of editing the photo

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It's done. We're finally married! For those of you readers who attended the wedding - if I didn't have the chance to tell you last night, we both really appreciated that you were all able to come into Houston for the wedding.A few things I wanted to jot down before we got onto the plane to go to Santorini (note - this is not officially honeymoon time since we're in a really long layover for

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Three days left. . .I have been agonizing about the jewelry I am going to wear for months. The options, of course, were many: I could wear something of my own, I could borrow from my mother, I could buy an inexpensive set of jewelry, or I could rent something from www.bagborroworsteal.com.1) I do have a gorgeous set of pearls that my fiance gave me for Christmas, but I feel like I should wear

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Today has been a whirlwind of activity, centered around finishing the place cards, breathing a sigh of relief as Eduoard passes Houston, and waiting for the DJ to call to go over everything.Here is the picture of the finished place card. To make the bottom layer, I used spray adhesive to affix wrapping paper (by Anna Griffin, no less, available at The Container Store) to white card stock. To

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For months I have been attempting to keep my nails looking decent in the hopes that I would not "need" to have fake nails for the wedding (there are an awful lot of close-ups of hands). I love having fake nails while they are on, but taking them off leaves you with gross, thin, damaged nails that take even longer to grow back. I was doing quite well, and my nails even had some length, when

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Once thing that I am most frustrated about at this point is that I left my dress in Houston at my parent's house. I really want to try it on to make sure it fits, but I can't, so now I occasionally have freak-out moments where I think the dress won't fit. This is compunded by the fact that this week a friend of ours is staying in our apartment, we're packing, and I had an upset stomach this

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-45615239642072124032008-07-29T15:28:00.001-04:002008-07-29T15:28:01.066-04:00

Whoops! I tried to log into the DJ's website to put in some songs that I had wanted on the playlist, but our login has expired! Luckily, I can still submit things to the DJ by email, and they're supposed to call us at some point to discuss everything. Honestly, I'm not that worried. Months ago, I was thinking that I would have a massively organized list like skywalker's, and despite my not

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I'll admit it, my fiance and I stalk the registry almost religiously, and I am not ashamed about it. It's fun to see what people are getting you. I really don't see the problem with it, for many reasons:1) if someone gets you something from the registry, the gift is not going to be a surprise anyway2) none of the guests will watch you open your presents after the wedding, so you don't even

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Several people have asked me if I am still excited about the wedding. I think there are really two answers.Yes, I am excited to be marrying the man I love, and I can't wait to be Mrs. D. On the other hand, I am completely exhausted with planning and moving. I have a feeling that once everything is packed (by t-minus 7 days until wedding) and we're in Houston, the excitement will start to build

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-14825964077552544282008-07-23T15:36:00.003-04:002008-07-23T16:05:40.585-04:00

I am ready to cry. There is too much going on, so on top of selling my car, packing the apartment, and having lengthy conversations with my mother about how many and which M&M's to order (despite my thinking that we had already discussed this), my caterer emails me to see how things are going. Even though she told me I don't need to have final numbers to her until next week, I told her the new

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I knew it would happen. I just knew that something would fall through the cracks. I was on the phone with my mom last night (in response to one of the many text messages that I had been sent), when she decided to go through the list of upcoming payments that would be due. I told her that the only ones left were the caterer, reception site, and the cake baker, unless we wanted to increase the time

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-39709295855873516562008-07-21T11:48:00.005-04:002008-07-21T15:22:04.364-04:00

This post is for all of you who are where I was a year ago. I thought I desperately wanted a smaller wedding, with maybe a hundred people in attendance. Ha ha. Such a wedding was not in the cards, and my fiance and I watched as our guest list went from 200 to 250 to 300 to 370 guests (picture me with eyes popping out of my head). My parents and I guessed that we might have to accommodate 250 -

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-36701478156885649702008-07-20T09:01:00.003-04:002008-07-20T09:34:09.949-04:00

This week I thought I would enjoy it if I logged onto the knot and looked at everything I've already done for the wedding. Hmm, it is not fun knowing that with only three weeks to go everything on the list is now supposed to be done within the month. And there are 40 some-odd things left on the list. To be done in twenty days.Some of the items on the list are "done," but I will not check them

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-85492206587675972452008-07-16T11:41:00.002-04:002008-07-16T12:16:49.447-04:00

Seriously. Does anyone RSVP anymore? Over one half of our guests did not RSVP to the wedding. Even though I allowed two weeks between when the RSVP's were due and the date that we had to give the final number to the reception hall, my mom is freaking out. I am just aggravated. I must admit that I have been bad about RSVPing in the past, but in my defense those were the wedding invitations

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-86323772891066292552008-07-14T11:10:00.003-04:002008-07-14T14:21:10.045-04:00

This weekend I think I had the best bachelorette party a girl could ask for. My lovely bridesmaid sister offered to plan the whole thing and just wanted to know what I wanted to do. Since I live in Austin, I thought it might be fun to either head to one of the lakes or go down to the river in New Braunfels. After a little hunting, we found a really great set of vacation condos right on the

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-17452490795602333562008-07-10T12:10:00.002-04:002008-07-10T13:30:29.335-04:00

Last venting post for a while, I promise (and by promise I mean, unless it gets really bad, because venting is fun and the people who read about venting think it's funny or at least get to experience shadenfreude).My mother has developed selective amnesia when it comes to planning the wedding. Specifically, I have two points that will perfectly illustrate my point.1) When I was researching to

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-17583470125552309102008-07-09T11:33:00.002-04:002008-07-09T12:07:42.404-04:00

The contest that I have won is getting my wedding party gifts before my fiance. To be fair, he has a few more to pick out than I do (4 groomsmen and 3 ushers to my 4 bridesmaids and 1 reader), but he has only purchased two so far. I finished yesterday, if you count finished as having ordered everything.I cannot take all the credit for myself, though, as I did have help. I wanted to get my

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-29103584950314766052008-07-07T10:48:00.003-04:002008-07-07T11:49:18.076-04:00

Alright, so I have hinted at how I may be a little obsessed with Google and how I have been using it to plan the wedding. I thought that I had used every Google feature possible but, that is not the case. Here is a link to a Google blog on a couple that is much more obsessed than I (or maybe just more in the know). Despite losing out to these superstars, I thought I would add some of my own

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One of the things I love about having a gmail account are the "personalized" ads that run across the top of my screen. Most of the time, the ads can be helpful - if I email my mom about favors, a website that has cheap favor boxes will show up in that bar, and I won't even have to search for it. They can be silly though, as well; one time my mom emailed me my brother's floor plan in college (

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Now, to address a subject that I am sure many of the other brides have dealt with, and if not, I fear it may rear its ugly head in the future. As the title of the blog suggests, as you plan your wedding, your mother will, no doubt, call you and ask you the most bizarre question you have ever heard. Do not bother telling her it is bizarre, this will only result in hurt feelings (if she doesn't

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-55469094224450446792008-06-25T14:14:00.003-04:002008-06-25T16:54:44.712-04:00

This weekend, my fiance and I finally had a chance to unpack the presents I received at the shower the week before.Thank goodness. I was so tired of walking into the living room and thinking that I was in a garage. One corner of the room had a pile of boxes, that had been somewhat consolidated before I came back to Houston, but most of the gifts were all packed by Crate and Barrel in boxes that

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-63422931576798841022008-06-23T14:45:00.003-04:002008-06-23T15:21:59.009-04:00

Now for reason #5 that you need to have a professional wedding planner.You mother should not be in charge of addressing invites (or for that matter save-the-dates).I don't know how many of you are addressing your own invites, but I had dreams of being able to lovingly address each individual invite. They would be artistically calligraphied and treasured by those who received them. My mother had

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I honestly cannot wait for the wedding to be over. Like many brides, I would guess, the wedding is not only "big event" happening during that time. Here is everything that will happen in the next 3 months:Week before wedding: Movers pick up everything in Austin (which means everything has to be packed)After the movers come: Get in the car and go to my parents' house in Houston to stay for the

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Here is the sequence of events that has made me greatly dislike my reception site (ladies don't say hate):June 3: I email the reception site to set up the "big meeting" which is supposed to take place about a month before the wedding (August 9). I ask to have the meeting on June 13 (since I am planning on traveling to Houston that day).June 4: I get a response saying that June 13 is much too

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-10310797290862421102008-06-17T11:01:00.002-04:002008-06-17T11:02:00.912-04:00

I just met with the cake person at baker's. I only had half an hour set aside for the appointment, because I only wanted to talk about changing the size, the flavor of the cake, and make sure I had given her good pictures so that she could copy the design from the beading on the dress onto the cake. We wanted to nix the groom's cake because our caterer is including chocolate fountains with our

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-71452702765597046102008-06-12T16:14:00.004-04:002008-06-13T10:35:48.897-04:00

OK - let me lie down on the couch, doctor. There is one thing about my wedding that I can't stand, and it is really starting to bother me. Really. What am I talking about, you ask? The fact that my mother won't stop worrying about whether or not we need to provide the hairdresser with bobby pins? While that is a rather pressing issue, I am not referring to hairdresser woes.I am referring to "the

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-22143890456125238102008-06-10T10:31:00.004-04:002008-06-10T11:03:01.660-04:00

Another one of my friends pointed me towards this article, well, not pointed me, exactly, just everyone who reads his Google chat away message. According to this article, there is a couple that has not been more than 15 feet apart at any point in time for more than 10 years. A Slate writer heard about it and decided to try it with his wife http://www.slate.com/id/2192282/.It's a funny article,

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One of the fun things about having a blog about the wedding is having a fiance that reads random internet articles and is more than happy to pass them on to me. He really loves passing on articles from a decluttering website, as he believes (maybe erroneously) that I am a pack rat. This article was referenced on www.unclutterer.com, but talks about different uses for common household appliances.

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-39996876581692633482008-06-07T10:00:00.002-04:002008-06-07T10:29:16.514-04:00

My two sisters, one the MOH and one a BM, have been lovely enough to plan a bridal shower for me next weekend. Many of the guests are family or friends of my mom's, but the few people still left in Houston are invited as well (although I must say that none of them have RSVP'ed to sissy - harumph).One of my other bridesmaids "K" recently reminded me that one my greatest fears will soon come to

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-9196667891840945572008-06-06T07:00:00.002-04:002008-06-06T14:01:19.322-04:00

(For the previous posts about how I still haven't found a wedding band - click here http://catholicweddinggirl.blogspot.com/search/label/Wedding%20Rings)Last I left you, dear readers - as one of those advice columnists used to say, my fiance and I had found rings that we liked at K's, which we thought were a good price. All we were waiting on was to see how much my band would cost if it were

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-9745487374820750002008-06-05T07:00:00.002-04:002008-06-05T07:00:02.641-04:00

(For the previous posts - click here http://catholicweddinggirl.blogspot.com/search/label/Wedding%20Rings)This round of ring shopping was by far my favorite, which may have been influenced by the fact that I got to go downtown to meet up with my fiance during lunch, along with the fact that one of my favorite sushi places is right next door to the jewelry story. To further add to my good mood, I

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-34550431935921722592008-06-03T09:07:00.005-04:002008-06-03T16:47:20.985-04:00

After we left the first jeweler on our ring extravaganza (chronicled in http://catholicweddinggirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/ring-shopping-round-1.html), we walked down to the other end of the mall to the other jeweler BB. BB is where my fiance had gotten my lovely pearl necklace, and I would have been completely satisfied skipping the first round and heading straight to this store. Luckily,

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This weekend, I brought the dog to Houston so we could visit my parents. "We" (yes - the dog and I) had a free weekend, as my fiance is off to Las Vegas for his bachelor party (which I won't even begin to discuss in this post - mostly because I will not find out about the ridiculousness until he calls tonight after he's been drinking).Since my mother has been diligently working on addressing the

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-70471643649739173102008-05-23T14:40:00.002-04:002008-05-24T11:50:03.447-04:00

I do not envy my fiance or any other person that has to look for engagement or wedding jewelry. It truly is an ordeal. When we decided that it was time to start looking for rings, my fiance decided that we should shop around, which makes sense, especially since we live near a mall, we have two jewelers right near us, and then we wanted to go back to K's where my fiance had found my engagement

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-88822970912952543032008-05-20T14:27:00.004-04:002008-05-20T15:14:54.139-04:00

The saga of the honeymoon flights began the day the flights opened up for reserve on Continental. We moved our frequent flier miles around and decided that we would use them to try to upgrade our seats to BusinessFirst. Since we're flying to Greece, we thought that being able to walking up to the gate and trying to get an update with "honeymoon points" might not work.Since the end of September, I

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-27383070608953360342008-05-16T16:00:00.003-04:002008-05-16T16:00:00.679-04:00

Whoo hoo! We got our first official wedding present today. Not from an engagement party, just a real wedding present. How exciting. I felt bad because I opened it without my fiance, thinking that it was a graduation present from his parents.When I opened it, there was a smorgasbord of presents in the box and one of our friend's names on the tag. Such a good present - right off the registry.

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-40335627315439606892008-05-15T13:23:00.003-04:002008-05-15T15:57:53.536-04:00

Today I took my dress to the seamstress. I felt so relieved to drop it off because:1) it is heavy2) it takes up a lot of room in the closet3) when I tried it on, it zipped up perfectly!Why - you might ask - are you even worried about number 3? I'll tell you. A couple of months ago, I went home to Houston and took the dress there to stay for a while (see number 2). I also wanted to show my dad

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-13213819559162048242008-05-12T20:50:00.003-04:002008-05-13T14:58:14.917-04:00

Oh my. My fiance and I made the trek to Houston, where we had "the meeting." The meeting I refer to is the one in which the guest list is finalized. The guest list was at 328 a month ago. Of course, my fiance and I had to add a few groups to that list, so it went up to 334. So we went into the meeting thinking that my parents had recently reviewed the list and knew who they wanted to add or

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-27449650223102491742008-05-03T18:44:00.004-04:002008-05-04T15:07:30.483-04:00

Despite having promised my self that I would not post until after finals had ended, but I can't do it, I just can't leave the blog unattended. Luckily, I have a topic for a post that is related to this sort of procrastination.Our vendor list is due to Chateau Polonez in a couple of weeks, as they ask that they be able to screen out any "undesirable vendors," I guess. So as to avoid any issues

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-47847519348919424132008-04-26T11:11:00.007-04:002008-04-26T11:49:34.466-04:00

Part I: http://catholicweddinggirl.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-bridezilla-weekend.htmlPart II: Shortly after the fuchsia email picture came in, the groom-to-be and I were due to go into Houston to visit the fam. Despite having a crapload of work to do for (grad) school, I allowed myself to be dragged down to the Galleria to look for other dresses. I just knew that this was going to be a fruitless

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-64035746445765498222008-04-22T09:00:00.004-04:002008-04-22T09:11:59.927-04:00

While I have posted on this phenomenon before, when better to post than on Earth Day. I found an article that the Atlanta Journal Constitution published on Sunday (http://www.ajc.com/living/content/living/stories/2008/04/17/greenwed_0420.html). One fact that I found surprising was that green weddings can cost as much as 20% more than a traditional wedding.The article describes how couples can

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-72892443369867578422008-04-17T10:22:00.003-04:002008-04-17T10:29:04.551-04:00

I have been reluctant to blog about my Bridezilla weekend, since that would mean I would have to admit that I had been a bridezilla. I admit it, I am a Bridezilla.It all started when my mom went shopping for her MOB dress (at T. Carolyn - apparently "THE" Mother-of-the-Bride dress store) with my little sister. She emailed me the picture from her phone. The first thing I noticed was the color -

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While the title may be misleading, the wedding has not been cancelled. Rather, I finally had to dump one of the cake bakers. I got an email on Friday from the woman who works with my sister asking if I still wanted her to do the cake, since she hadn't heard from me since she emailed me the price.Well, I waited until Monday morning, because really, how do you tell someone that you really don't

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-14690665984636869022008-04-06T10:08:00.002-04:002008-04-06T11:13:53.302-04:00

So I was reading a blog on the Real Simple website (http://simplystated.realsimple.com/nearlywed/2008/03/5-favors-on-a-f.html), and thank goodness. The editor who is writing the blog is also debating the whole favor issue. Do you give your guests a favor? I mean, if we're going to have 350 guests at the wedding, the budget doesn't really allow for each of them to get an elaborate wine bottle

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-5368608580019558402008-04-02T01:00:00.005-04:002008-04-02T01:14:59.981-04:00

Actually, just the one thing. Apparently, what you really need to look for in a baker is the utmost discretion when it comes to his/her clients.After much debate over the past weekend, my parents came to the conclusion that we didn't need to look for another amateur baker, but could go ahead and put the deposit down on the cake from the professional baker. Since the bakery is not open on

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-32106872768292279932008-03-28T08:36:00.004-04:002008-03-28T10:38:42.826-04:00

There is a reason why people who are not professional cake bakers have significantly (so I thought) lower prices than professionals. When last my fiance and I were in Houston, we arranged to have two cake tastings, one with Who Made the Cake, and the other with a woman that works with my sister.1. My sister called me the week before to tell me that "Susie" had given her a cake that day instead,

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-32798613191072538932008-03-21T21:32:00.002-04:002008-03-21T22:27:04.099-04:00

Well, there was a bit of funniness that happened last weekend when we were in for the cake-tasting sessions (one left to tell, probably later this weekend). My fiance and I went to dinner with the whole family, and while we were there, we had a few glasses of our beverages of choice, and my dad decided he would ask my fiance what he thought about the cake. So. Again, we are in a restaurant.

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-28713289130453472472008-03-18T21:02:00.004-04:002008-03-20T09:48:52.250-04:00

Last week I was able to go to Houston to meet with the professional wedding cake baker who has an amazing reputation. After many phone calls to the bakery (http://catholicweddinggirl.blogspot.com/2008/01/do-you-actually-make-cakes.html), I was finally able to get an appointment for Thursday morning. Luckily my sister was able to take a long lunch from work, so that she could come with my mother

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-9461364963147776082008-03-13T19:16:00.005-04:002008-03-14T10:21:56.633-04:00

Today I had a meeting with the music woman at the church. Originally, I was going to go to the meeting by myself, but since my mom and I were going to go to the reception site afterwards, she decided to come with me, but not to worry, she didn't have an opinion. I felt bad that I had scheduled the meeting with her, because she looked really tired. She explained that she had been working all week

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-82519731054827488192008-03-11T09:22:00.002-04:002008-03-11T09:37:50.314-04:00

So, I spent the evening trying to figure out who could have sent me the subscription to Working Mother magazine. I'm a bit worried because I a) have yet to find a job for the fall and b) am nowhere near ready to have a baby.1) my fiance - for him to do it, it would have to be a pretty sick joke, and I really don't think he wants me to even think about having a baby right now. - I interrogated

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-32823728610867219022008-03-10T18:33:00.002-04:002008-03-10T18:47:21.069-04:00

Last month, I unexpectedly received a free copy of Lucky magazine. Whoo hoo. I hadn't subscribed to the magazine, but I was more than happy to receive it. I looked at the label, and it showed that I had a subscription until next year. All was well and good until I got the mail today. The next copy of Lucky was there (yippee), as well as a copy of Working Mother. ????????? Which also came

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-9618098354199082062008-03-07T14:16:00.002-05:002008-03-07T15:31:10.563-05:00

Everything in wedding planning is not as exciting as one would think. Only a couple of weeks after I placed the order for the invitations (from MyGatsby), I got an email saying that they had shipped, and would be here in another week. I "patiently" checked the updated shipping status until it finally read "Delivered," and then I went over to the apartment office to pick them up.Much like

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I've noticed that a lot of people have been looking at my post on the FOCCUS test, which is the test the Catholic Church (and others) requires couples to take as part of the marriage preparation course. Here's a link to the other post: Http://catholicweddinggirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/getting-to-catholic-part-foccus.htmlAll in all, the test is nothing to worry about. The test is certainly not

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-65423308576255964472008-02-28T10:53:00.003-05:002008-02-28T11:14:38.357-05:00

I have to applaud the way my mom has handled reserving the rooms at the hotels. I was doubtful at first, especially when she just could not get a meeting with the woman at the Hilton Garden Inn. The Hilton Garden Inn is fairly close to the reception and ceremony sites, but we wanted to block a set of rooms with them because they are right off of FM 1960, one of the major streets in the area, but

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I have determined that the superstition that it is unlucky to see the bride in her wedding dress before the wedding is complete garbage.I am sure that this tale was invented to console brides, because if all grooms are like mine, they just do not care about seeing the dress ahead of the wedding. It's a little weird, because it's one of the most important, certainly one of the most expensive,

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-88259132230676289422008-02-23T10:11:00.004-05:002008-02-23T14:03:02.211-05:00

Earlier this week, Belle Saison called and told me that my dress was in! I called my mom, who, despite the delivery date estimate, was surprised that it was already in. Yesterday, I stopped by the shop after a meeting up at school and picked up my dress. I didn't think it would take too long, but I spent almost an hour there. "My" salesperson Kim was busy when I got there, but another woman

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I think that the cake is doomed.As I have posted before (http://catholicweddinggirl.blogspot.com/search/label/Wedding%20Cake), we have not been having the best luck with the cakes. This week, I thought that our luck had turned. I was able to get an appointment, though the groom will not be able to attend, with the bakery that had seemed impossible to get an appointment with. I was also able to

catholicweddinggirlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581775116605637208.post-9605628625153251302008-02-19T17:00:00.004-05:002008-02-19T17:33:45.144-05:00

Alright, I know that we all hated to be told where we were sitting in class, but I really think that it helps at wedding receptions.Over the weekend, my fiance and I attended a wedding, which was wonderful - more on that in a later post. The one real point of confusion was over seating at the reception. A friend of mine and I were in the wedding party, and as we walked into the reception hall,

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This past weekend was my future husband's dream - we went out to look at tuxedos.Don't let me confuse you; the day was not without its issues. Friday night we talked about going and he suggested that we go to a men's store where you would purchase tuxedos, then worry about his groomsmen. I suggested that we go to a rental store to look for the groomsmen's attire, then find his tuxedo at the

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According to the ever arbitrary "to-do" checklist on TheKnot.com, when the wedding is 5 months away, the happy couple should begin working on planning the rehearsal dinner. Although I would guess that The Knot would really want the groom's parents to start planning the dinner, and the bride and groom nag them mercilessly until they have been assured that the planning is complete.Planning the

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