JW and I had dinner with them Friday evening at the Crown & Moose. Tons of pub food and beers were consumed. And unfortunately for my dad and JW lots of wedding talk occurred.
Saturday my mom and I decided to visit my city’s only bridal salon. I didn’t have high expectations thankfully, because I didn’t have the bridal experience at all. But the purpose of the visit wasn’t to find a dress but to more or less find out what I was looking for in a dress. Although I had a great time with mom I wasn’t as successful narrowing down a style as I had hoped. We did however determine that some of the dresses with the beautiful backs that I love have strap styles make it look like the dress is swallowing me whole. So there’s that. Pictures were taken, but it turns out my mom is pretty terrible behind the camera.
That evening my aunt and uncle cooked supper and we had a super informal meet and greet of our parents/engagement celebration. It was a wonderful evening and somehow there were no pictures taken, sorry about that.
It was a good weekend, but my mom called on Monday concerned that I wasn’t happy about getting married. Apparently I wasn’t acting like an excited bride-to-be. Let me be clear. I am unbelievably happy about marrying JW, but so many questions were directed my way about the wedding over the weekend, that I guess it was hard for me to hide how overwhelmed I’ve been.
I’ve always picked apart other peoples weddings. Not in a judgmental sort of way (okay maybe a little) but in a way where I took notice of the things I did or didn’t like about them and made mental notes for when my turn came. Because of that I always thought that I knew exactly what I wanted my wedding to be. However since beginning to plan my own big day I’ve come to realize that I don’t actually know what I want, I just know what I don’t want.
1. Church Ceremony
JW isn’t a fan of organized religion and for the most part neither am I. We also come from families who have different religious backgrounds (his is Pentecostal and Salvation Army while mine is Roman Catholic) and our grandmothers are both praying for a wedding to be held in their respective church. Its easier to choose neither than it is to offend either side. Also, having a civil ceremony gives us a lot more control over the things we will or will not include. And even with not having it in a church it will still be a romantic and spiritual event.
2. Outdoor Ceremony
The weather in Newfoundland is predictably unpredictable. It is entirely possible for us to experience all four seasons in one day. I don’t want the stress of worrying about whether or not the weather will cooperate, and dealing with having a Plan B in case it doesn’t. I don’t want to be rushing around buying umbrellas at the last minute, have my guests freeze to death, or have my veil blow away in a nor’wester. Also, both mine and JW’s grandmothers are hard of hearing; an outdoor location would have a lot of background noise which would make it difficult for them to hear the ceremony. I don’t want them to feel isolated during the part of the day that is most important to them, and what is essentially the “wedding”.
3. Photographers Who Don’t Dress Professionally
Few things irritate me more than wedding vendors who show up in leggings and crocks looking like they don’t belong. If I’m trying to achieve elegance on my Big Day, I don’t want the people I’m paying looking like they just left the gym. #sorrynotsorry
4. Candy Bar
I know some people love them and I don’t mean to offend, but around these parts candy bars are incredibly over done. The excitement has worn off them. They can be expensive to prepare for and people usually end up with tons of candy left over. This is not a positive to me, because I will eat them all. #hefferinthemaking
5. Rustic Theme
Again, incredibly over done. I don’t want my wedding to look like the last six weddings my guests attended. Also, as much as I am outdoorsy, rustic weddings just aren’t my thang.
What things would you not want/did you not want your wedding to have?
I don’t even know where to start today. My mind is so full of thoughts. Mostly about the wedding, but also a former coworker just visited my office with their 140lb Great Dane “puppy” and I’ve spent the last 45 minutes stressed the eff out by its presence and nearly vomiting at the sight of its drool. Blech. I have yet to recover, so I am not operating at full capacity.
I could entertain bore you with wedding planning chit chat, but I think I shall save all of that negativity for next Wednesday.
So lets get right to it. Oh Hey, Friday! Here’s some randomness…
1. Megan and I have been bitching all week about the struggle that is finding clothes we like at reasonable prices and what not. Twenty eight is a peculiar age where you feel a little too old to have your entire wardrobe supplied by H&M, Forever 21 and Garage yet you’re just not ready to be shopping at Reitmans with your mother. Its like how do you dress for this age without looking like you’re trying to be a teenager, yet not look like your 50. Anyways, then we found this video and it is everything. I’d embed it for you, but Tumblr/Blogger won’t let me.
2. This child is freaking adorable.
3.This is basically my life right now. Okay, so not exactly my life, but I do wake up when my fiance climbs out of bed at 3am.
4. ALLLLL of my shows will be back next week and JW will be lucky to get his hand on the remote at all. Nashville, Grey’s Anatomy, Scandal, How to Get Away with Murder. They will all be watched. Time to stock up on the chocolate and wine!
5. About that chocolate. I’m supposed to be Shedding for the Wedding, or Shredding for the Wedding? Or is it Sweating for the Wedding? Either way, I’m supposed to be losin’ inches and ell bees. Chocolate is likely not going to help me do that. So I guess I’ll start dieting the Monday after this Monday?
And that all I got, people. That all I got. TGIF
It’s the freakin’ weekend, baby, I hope you have you some fun!
My very first Wedding Wednesday and I almost missed it! But its only 10:47 here, so technically we’re good, even if I made it in just under the wire.
I’ve been engaged for a grand total of 12 days and I’m already overwhelmed with the planning. People, it. is. hard. Seriously, I know you’re skeptical, I was too when I read this post of Juliette’s, but holy crap guys, there’s just so much to do and figure out.
JW and I have decided that we want to get married next summer. And did you know that 12 months is considered a short engagement? Because I did not. And I’ve always been like, “I’m definitely going to need at least 12 months to plan,” but in the back of mind totally thought a full year would be lots of time. Think again friends. Think again.
Venues, djs and photographers book up super fast around these parts so I have ZERO time to waste. And I’m totally picky about what vendors I’m willing to work with, and no time to really be so picky, yet I am terribly indecisive.
Guys there are just so many decisions to make. And I don’t want to make them, because what if I choose wrong? They say you can’t choose wrong, but you know you totally can. I want a wedding that super elegant and super fun and super romantic. I want to wow people. I want them to talk about how beautiful it was and how much they enjoyed themselves. I want to blow it out of the water. So yeah, I need to not choose wrong.
And basically I’ve been dealing with my stress by eating all the candy and indulging in the occasional beverage because do you know how hard it is to obsess about your wedding and spend 24/7 Pinteresting but actually avoid any real planning? The struggle is real my friends. The. Struggle. Is. Real.
J.W. and I spent Labour Day weekend with my parents at their cabin. Its one of our favorite places to go when he actually has a weekend off work (he only gets two weekends every eight weeks).
Fun fact: J.W.’s grandfather had a cabin that’s only a few kilometers away from my parent’s, and he spent a lot of time there as a kid. Yet we never crossed paths.
Its a 3.5ish hour drive from where we live so I took the afternoon off work so that we would make it there in time for supper (dinner to you non-Newfoundlanders). When we got there food wasn’t ready so J.W. wanted to take a quad ride to his family’s cabin while we waited. I obliged, but I wasn’t overly excited about it. It was not warm friends, more poor little fingers were frozen. But it was such a pretty evening, and its starting to smell like fall. And while I’m not thrilled about the cooler temps, I can embrace the smell of the outdoors this time of year.
J.W.’s cabin is located right on a river, seriously, you can hear the water rushing while you’re lying in bed. Its such a beautiful spot, I couldn’t resist taking a few pictures.
And while I was busy admiring the view and snapping pics, J.W. kept talking about how important this place was to him, how it held so many wonderful memories for him and his family, and how happy he was that I wanted to make new memories with him there. It was super sweet.
And then this happened….
And I ugly cried of course.
And then many pictures of the ring happened.
So yeah, here’s to wishing I had my nails done. And that my iPhone took better pics.
Guys, Fall is here. And its killing me, seriously. August was just such a stellar month when it came to the weather. All of my friends were complaining about the heat, and I was relishing it.
Its as if Mother Nature hasn’t a care in the world that Autumn doesn’t officially start until the 21st. She sent brutally cold temperatures the very first day of the month, and today its even colder. I mean its so cold that the boyfriend mentioned lighting our wood stove last evening. I am just not ready for that yet.
With all of that said, there are two things about the season I won’t complain about.
1) Not sweating to death in my blazers at work, while also not having to deal with air conditioning.
2) Fall make up. Hello to all the darker lipsticks.
But enough about Fall. One of my favorite bloggers, Patricia, did an about me post yesterday on her Youtube channel, and I decided to play along. In picture and text format of course, I’m too camera shy for videos. It’s pretty basic, but its fun, and you guys should join in.
1. Do you have a middle name?
I do, its Kathryn. It’s my first name that you guys don’t know.
2. What was your favorite subject in school?
Phys Ed? That a typical answer though right? Hmm, perhaps English. Since I love to read.
3. What’s your favorite drink?
Pepsi. Which is why my jeans are tight.
4. What’s your favorite song at the moment?
Sparks by Hilary Duff
5. What would you name your kids?
Gosh, my list of names changes monthly. I don`t even know right now.
6. Do you participate in any sports?
I do! Rowing. Its great.
7. Favorite book?
Ever? Geez. I love so many books, I can’t even pick.
8. Favorite color?
If my closet is any indication, black.
9. Favorite animal?
When I was a kid I would have definitely answered cats. Now, I’m really not an animal person. Koala’s are cute though.
10. Favorite perfume?
I’ve been wearing one by Paris Hilton since high school, but I recently bought Dolce by Dolce & Gabbana and I love it.
11. Favorite Holiday?
Christmas. Hands down. No others compare.
12. Have you graduated high school?
10 years ago this past May. Holy crap.
13.Have you ever been out of the country? If so, how many times?
Yes! I love to travel. I’ve been outside Canada seven times.
14. Can you speak any other language?
15. How many siblings do you have?
Just one, a younger brother.
16. What is your favorite store?
Target. Shocker I know. It kills me that we don’t have it in Canada anymore.
17. Favorite restaurant?
Piatto Pizzeria in St. John’s, NL. The food is delicious and it doesn’t take very long to receive your order.
18.Did you like school?
Not particularly at the time. Yet I seem to keep wanting to take more university courses.
If not…well, I don’t really care, I’m going to do one anyways, even if it is Tuesday.
July was pretty much everything you fear summer will turn out to be. Cold, damp and cloudy. We lit the wood stove in the house on at least five evenings. It was miserable.
August however, well, I can’t complain at all about August. It has been fabulous. The sun has been shining and the temperatures have been in the high 20s-30s the entire month. It has made for some wonderful weekends. This past one was no exception.
J.W.’s brother and sister-in-law were in town for a wedding and we were lucky enough to have them stay with us for a few nights. It’s the first time they’ve visited since we renovated, so we relished the opportunity to show off all the awesome additions to the backyard Friday evening. We had a little pizza party, sipped on a few cold ones, and finished the night off with a fire.
Saturday morning was spent soaking up the suns rays on the back deck before heading out to my favorite new place, Harbour Grounds, for a delicious lunch on their deck.
That afternoon JDubs helped a friend do a few bathroom renovations, and I enjoyed the time alone with my nose in a book. It wasn’t the most exciting afternoon, but we made up for it that evening by having a few friends over for more pizzas and another fire, with smores of course.
We had planned to hike Man in the Mountain Sunday morning, but mother nature had other plans, and so did Zana’s hangover.
Torrential rain or not, J.W. and I are not one’s to waste the few weekend days he has off work, so we headed out on an “adventure”. We hit the highway with a Tim’s in our hand as we headed off for quite possibly our most random drive yet.
We spend the afternoon exploring an abandoned American Air Force base and an abandoned paper mill in Stephenville. I’ve always been fascinated by abandoned buildings, and was pleasantly surprised to find that J.W. is too. Since it was nearby J.W. also took me to Barachois Pond park where his family used to spend a lot of time camping when he was a child. It was everything I imagined it would be and more. Lovely wooded lots, play grounds on every loop, and beautiful beaches. A weekend their is on my to-do list for next summer. Its never too early to start planning, right?
I finished off the weekend by drafting the worst team in the history of ever for the 3rd Annual All Girls Fantasy Football league. Beers were needed, profanity was used, and everyone around me was thoroughly entertained.