Saturday, June 26, 2010

wedding saturday: bustin' a move

We kicked off the dancing portion of the reception with the Grand March. I still don't know if it's a Southern thing, Texas thing, small town thing, Catholic thing, or Czech thing. But it's fun. And a tradition. I never went to a wedding without one when I was growing up and we went to A LOT of weddings.

My aunt and uncle always lead it at family weddings (and I would bet at a few weddings of friends, too). When they did it at The Brother's wedding, they (and we) were shocked that when the DJ told everyone to get up to join in the Grand March, they did. I mean, almost everybody. That doesn't happen at home. My aunt turned to The Brother and asked him who would watch. Same thing at our wedding. Nearly everyone participated.

One really fantastic thing about this was that my photographer captured so many fun shots of nearly all our guests. In my opinion, this was way more fun that going from table to table and having folks smile. I mean, these people were having a good time.

After the Grand March, we went straight into our first dance. We don't really have a song and it was quite a chore to pick one. Husband is more comfortable with a waltz and I wanted a shorter song, so I picked a hidden track off of an Owen Temple CD. He's a Texas country artist so I'm pretty sure no one in the history of the world had the same first dance song as us. Not that that was a goal. "I Wrote You a Waltz" (click there to listen)
Why do I always make this face?

Loved my bustle.

And then Hubby danced with his mother to "Waltz Across Texas." There was a slight technical difficulty as the DJ started playing the wrong song. Oh, well. He realized the mistake and all was well. Funny how people make spontaneous circles around these dancers.

You know, I'm thinking still photos of dancing is the way to go. We all look very competent. And with that, we opened the dance floor. I think all we have left is bouquet and garter toss and our departure. Hang in there.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

tomorrow is my blogiversary

I'm going to be celebrating these last 4 years by spending a few days in Chicago. Where I'll see no sites other than the hotel and whatever is between it and Midway. And my days will be booked from 7am-9:30pm. But I'll get lots of good food. And will be bored to tears. So it goes...

Have a good week, everybody. Try not to die in the heat. And pray that the area in the Caribbean doesn't turn into a hurricane that dumps oil all over us.

Saturday, June 12, 2010

wedding saturday: toasts

We really are barrelling to a close on these recaps...

We were pretty traditional when it came to who gave toasts at our reception. I wish I had copies of everyone's speeches (or a video of them) because I barely remember what everyone said now. But I know they were awesome. Just a quick word about our glasses. Honestly, I think I picked the disposable champagne coupes everyone is holding because they held slightly less champagne than the flutes. Is that bad? Also, I wanted Hubby's and my real glasses to be coupes as well. Since I like tradition, I wanted to find some at an antique store and be able to let future generations use them at their weddings. When we were in Brenham for my bachelorette weekend, my Maid-of-Honor walked into a store and immediately found the ones we ended up using. How did she do that? I had looked at several places previously, to no avail.

Anyway... So I had both a Maid and a Matron-of-Honor, I had two lovely ladies who spoke first. They both did really fabulous jobs. My Matron did some prep work and had a few notes. I'm not sure what all she said but I know at least some of it was funny. :) No, really, she's like the best friend a person could ask for so it wasn't surprising she did a great job (and I'm not just saying that because she made it through the whole day--not to mention all the prep work leading up to it--while 7 months pregnant). Also not just saying that because she's one of the few people who still reads this blog.

My Maid-of-Honor spoke off the cuff. She was so nervous about her speech but she did great, too. She was with me the night I met my husband and she spoke about that. My version of the story is that I decided to walk around by myself to lure in the mans. I'd heard that a group of girls can be intimidating for guys. Her version is that she and the other person we were with needed to go outside for a smoke. She said she wasn't advocating smoking but...

Hubby's Best Man spoke next. He's a great guy but is pretty quiet and reserved. He really surprised me because he didn't seem nervous at all.

Then came my FIL. He had a long speech prepared that talked about Hubby growing up. He started out with a story about his first few girlfriends and I was a little concerned as to where it was going. Turns out it was about a few older girls in the neighborhood who loved little preschool Hubby. All's well that ends well. I love this picture because this is exactly how he looks every time he says something funny. I think the best word for it is "tickled."

My SIL's brother wanted to say a few words, too. I don't think anyone could be less shy with a microphone in their hand. His folks were quick to find a place to cut him off or we could have listened to stories about love all night. It's awesome. We were glad to have him contribute.

Finally, Hubby and I said a few words. We thanked folks for coming and I had to thank everyone who helped me pull off this great wedding.

And with that, it was time to get the real party started.

Friday, June 11, 2010

happy weekend, people

Have I mentioned before how much I love it when it's that time of year for EVERYTHING around here to start blooming? I love, love, love it. Granted, it's June in Texas. Some things have already peaked. But because of our *cough* harsh winter, it has taken some things a bit longer to come back. So June? Still looks like spring. Feels like Hell; looks like spring.

Echinacea that I planted last year and then helped it scatter seeds? Came back (but so far just one plant):

All these plants? Were down to nubs. That yellow flowering one in the background? It's normally taller than me every year. I had to cut it down to nothing. But it's back. In a big way.

And the mini myrtles? They have really filled in and are finally blooming! Took longer to come out this year but I love them. I would have been so sad if these guys would have died. Seriously, like snow-covered trees lining my driveway (minus the shoveling).

And, finally, food. This year we planted 2 kinds of peppers, 3 kinds of tomatoes, squash, and peas and had strawberries that were still around from last year. So far the tomatoes have done fabulously. We may need to make salsa since we have so many of them right now. I've used them in bruschetta and just randomly in other food. The peppers haven't thrived--2 off one plant, 3 off the other. Maybe one squash plant has really grown. The peas? Dead. They started off ok and were even making peas but I think our trip out of town basically killed them in this heat. And the strawberries! They look fantastic! And they made a lot more fruit than last year. Too bad we maybe got 1/4 of it--seems like pill bugs like them, too. So if you're keeping track, basicaly we can grow us some tomatoes and strawberries!

And then there's the fruit. We bought a blackberry baby in the spring. It's still small but is growing and producing just a little.

And I should have taken a picture of the overall melon patch. Let's just say that I'm so proud of these guys. I started them from seeds. Seeds! And we have our first cantaloupes. (The biggest one is just slightly smaller than full-grown at this point.)

And the beginnings of at least one tiny watermelon. I missed taking a picture of it when it looked exactly like a watermelon marble. So tiny, so cute.

So that's the garden tour for the day. Have a great weekend!

Tuesday, June 08, 2010

how to scare the poo out of oneself

  1. Check into hotel, alone, for business travel.
  2. Close bathroom door before bed as hotel has a drippy bathtub faucet. Again.
  3. Wake up in the middle of the night needing to potty.
  4. Stumble toward bathroom door that you totally forgot you closed.
  5. Freak the hell out as you run into another person in your room who, um, happens to be you in a mirror.

Monday, June 07, 2010

what i've been up to

Part of me wants to write just to get that last post out of the top spot. Another part wants to procrastinate. And a third part doesn't feel like I write much anymore.

Things have been ridiculously busy. May was oddly not terribly regarding work but we did some traveling (Dallas and Kansas City), celebrated my SIL's birthday and Memorial Day, and I got to have lunch with some friends/old co-workers. I must say that Memorial Day weekend was pretty low-key...exactly what I needed going in to June.

June? Other than celebrating my lovely husband's birthday this past weekend, I think it's going to be a nightmare. It's kicking my butt. It was kicking my butt 3 days into a short workweek. I've already got a hole I'm trying to dig myself out of at work. I even worked some yesterday but still don't feel like I made all that much progress. And the entire month is jam-packed with travel. Where to? Several local visits, San Antonio, Kerrville, San Antonio some more, Ft. Worth, Chicago, Mississippi, and Colorado--with hopefully several trips to a bed or couch in between.

So, yeah. I just thought I'd pop in and say hi. How's it going? Enjoying summer? See ya in a month...