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Timecut Photography'/><category term='myths'/><category term='clearance deals'/><category term='puns'/><category term='beginning'/><category term='funny love songs'/><category term='NY engagement party'/><title type='text'>Getting Married Cambo-Catholic-Hippie Style</title><subtitle type='html'>the journey of self-discovery that is planning a wedding for 300 of your parents' closest friends.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-2466226381815780209</id><published>2010-11-29T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T21:17:21.128-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding slideshow prelude'/><title type='text'>Married with a new computer</title><content type='html'>And it's a lovely Macbook, which I've never used before. So it's sort of exciting, in that 3-year-old-toddler kind of way. Does this mean that I'll write more? Probably not. I don't think I have it in me to write about &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt; more than a couple times a month (let's be real, every six months). But it does mean I have iPhoto with its slideshow-awesomeness capabilities. I already made DVDs for the good old parents. Mom and Dad P totally into it. The DVD for ChendaMom&amp;amp;Dad skipped a lot, so instead they watched the 4-hour video of the Sunday reception. To each their own. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so I made one for us. And I will post it here for anyone who has 40 minutes of free time to look at our wedding pictures and rock out. But it will take a while. And it's late right now (i.e. after midnight on a Monday night) so I'm going to bed. And will post it tomorrow, or next month . . .  whichever comes first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you all had a Happy Thanksgiving (my favorite holiday of the year)! Also, with MacBook, I can make holiday cards. Be therefore prepared for holiday awesomeness, world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-2466226381815780209?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/2466226381815780209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=2466226381815780209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/2466226381815780209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/2466226381815780209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2010/11/married-with-new-computer.html' title='Married with a new computer'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-8932862464582792896</id><published>2010-10-13T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T13:41:10.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeremy Wade Shockley: Cambodian Ceremonial.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://fedoraphoto.blogspot.com/2010/10/cambodian-traditions-part-iv.html#links"&gt;Jeremy Wade Shockley: Cambodian Ceremonial.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2010/10/jeremy-wade-shockley-cambodian_8742.html' title='Jeremy Wade Shockley: Cambodian Ceremonial.'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-6422162866504192226</id><published>2010-10-13T13:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T13:40:42.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeremy Wade Shockley: Cambodian Traditions: Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://fedoraphoto.blogspot.com/2010/09/cambodian-traditions-part-ii.html#links"&gt;Jeremy Wade Shockley: Cambodian Traditions: Part II&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div 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href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2010/10/jeremy-wade-shockley-cambodian.html' title='Jeremy Wade Shockley: Cambodian Traditions: Part I'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-42384988604093977</id><published>2010-07-01T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T20:26:54.777-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two weddings'/><title type='text'>Medical school applications? What medical school applications?</title><content type='html'>Oh right. But doesn't everyone want to hear all the details about the wedding? What about my responsibilities to my audience? To my procrastination?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway here's some of what we did to pull off the most extraordinary wedding of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TC1XmvfWpmI/AAAAAAAAA3g/xlLSWhObpYI/s1600/june+18-20+wedding+weekend+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489139843929122402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TC1XmvfWpmI/AAAAAAAAA3g/xlLSWhObpYI/s200/june+18-20+wedding+weekend+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Eggrolls. Lots of them. We made a paltry 100 or so. My aunts and cousins made close to 600 of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489139824093743906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TC1XllmOyyI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/7_TU99SGRwU/s200/June+2010+030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TC1Xk0kksMI/AAAAAAAAA3I/oRf6c84D1N0/s1600/June+2010+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489139810933452994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TC1Xk0kksMI/AAAAAAAAA3I/oRf6c84D1N0/s200/June+2010+029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Rubber stamps. They were a cheap way to class up the joint. We stamped them on our little favor cards and baggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flower is from our beautiful invitations that our friend designed for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TC1XlycEmeI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/h_tYBD2OINY/s1600/june+18-20+wedding+weekend+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489139827540793826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TC1XlycEmeI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/h_tYBD2OINY/s200/june+18-20+wedding+weekend+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finished products were little favor bags with a poem by Emily Dickinson on one side, and our flower stamp on the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489139852134173778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TC1XnODlzFI/AAAAAAAAA3o/IrCGL2UZb6U/s200/june+18-20+wedding+weekend+013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Here are the flowers that my superhero brother and sister and I picked up at 9 AM the Friday morning before the wedding. We ordered flowers from Potomac Floral Wholesalers. So this meant that we had to leave the house by 7 AM to beat the Friday morning traffic in the metro DC area to get there in time. Sort of a ridiculous plan, especially when you figure that I had no actual plan for the flowers. I just walked around the warehouse picking flowers that looked pretty and were cheap (except for the peonies, which were fairly expensive and sooo worth it). The moral here is that I owe my siblings big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually we owe a lot of people big time. The weddings would have been impossible with the help of soo many people. I can't begin to enumerate the ways in which people came through for us and for my parents. It's simply incredible, and honestly makes me tear up a little to think about how much care and love was poured into our weddings from so many people. We are truly blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But more to come. I didn't forget about Wedding #2.  However, time for sleep is now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-42384988604093977?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/42384988604093977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=42384988604093977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/42384988604093977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/42384988604093977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2010/07/medical-school-applications-what.html' title='Medical school applications? What medical school applications?'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TC1XmvfWpmI/AAAAAAAAA3g/xlLSWhObpYI/s72-c/june+18-20+wedding+weekend+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-4232014004535176407</id><published>2010-06-28T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T20:09:24.002-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Done'/><title type='text'>Oh right, I got married.</title><content type='html'>So I guess we've kind of busy. You know, actually getting married. But here are some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TClgwTREc_I/AAAAAAAAA2U/ZrMyO9zu2io/s1600/bao%27s+walking+down+the+aisle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 133px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488024003849516018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TClgwTREc_I/AAAAAAAAA2U/ZrMyO9zu2io/s200/bao%27s+walking+down+the+aisle.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad walked me down the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TClebALdeKI/AAAAAAAAA18/-RTRacq5h60/s1600/wedding+kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488021438925207714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TClebALdeKI/AAAAAAAAA18/-RTRacq5h60/s200/wedding+kiss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TClgxhyfhzI/AAAAAAAAA20/3-xkwOb09Gk/s1600/walking+back+down+aisle+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 133px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488024024927668018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TClgxhyfhzI/AAAAAAAAA20/3-xkwOb09Gk/s200/walking+back+down+aisle+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are married by the Catholic Church!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TClezHZnwuI/AAAAAAAAA2E/kNN_ci-c0Do/s1600/wedding+party+at+church.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488021853180510946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TClezHZnwuI/AAAAAAAAA2E/kNN_ci-c0Do/s200/wedding+party+at+church.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our amazing wedding party. I am so glad I didn't match the bridesmaid dresses. It saved me so much work, and the women look awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TClgw96i5VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/3Tltg8wmFWY/s1600/Dad%27s+speech.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488024015297766738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TClgw96i5VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/3Tltg8wmFWY/s200/Dad%27s+speech.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad gives a great speech. I basically couldn't look at my dad all weekend. Every time I looked at him, he looked so happy that I started to cry. He's so sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TClgxIPltDI/AAAAAAAAA2k/_56GmlGXjx4/s1600/dance+with+dad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 133px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488024018070385714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TClgxIPltDI/AAAAAAAAA2k/_56GmlGXjx4/s200/dance+with+dad.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TClgxVAppII/AAAAAAAAA2s/P2Fvrxy0uGg/s1600/dance+with+mom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 133px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488024021497390210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TClgxVAppII/AAAAAAAAA2s/P2Fvrxy0uGg/s200/dance+with+mom.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad and I danced to "Lean on Me." FP and his mother danced to "You are the Sunshine of My Life."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TClfNw7FTHI/AAAAAAAAA2M/5GBaAyNnPoQ/s1600/dancing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488022311003311218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TClfNw7FTHI/AAAAAAAAA2M/5GBaAyNnPoQ/s200/dancing.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there was lots of dancing despite the heat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wedding 1= success.  These are just from Saturday. We have a whole other wedding to report on too. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-4232014004535176407?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/4232014004535176407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=4232014004535176407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/4232014004535176407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/4232014004535176407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-right-i-got-married.html' title='Oh right, I got married.'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/TClgwTREc_I/AAAAAAAAA2U/ZrMyO9zu2io/s72-c/bao%27s+walking+down+the+aisle.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-2820188236264327589</id><published>2010-02-17T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T20:48:39.134-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coping with wedding planning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>Well, dang, if I ain't gettin' merrid in four months. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The wedding is actually close. I tend to ignore people when they say this. Mostly because I feel like I've been hearing that from the moment we got engaged. But the other day I looked at the calendar. . . Eeek! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is not to say that I've done nothing for the wedding. It's just that it's crunch time now. But I also have to study for the MCAT and apply to medical school first. I know. Where are my priorities? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course, the solution is to make a list. No, I'm not actually going to &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; anything. Man, who &lt;em&gt;does&lt;/em&gt; things in wedding planning, anyway? It's mostly daydreams and cake tastings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the things that we should remember to do for the wedding:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Find out where they will let us do it. Fortunately for us, it turns out that we're so marriageable, we get to have two weddings. We've reserved a date at the church, and at my parents' house (they book so early!). Now, all we need to do is confirm it and also figure out if we're supposed to do anything when we get there. (We also finished our pre-marital counseling/pre-Cana course, which I might address in another post about 5 months from now. That's how this blog rolls.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Get food. Actually we're paying people to feed our guests. We reserved both reception sites. There will be food. We're tasting it next month. This is how I'm certain there will be food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Get a dress. This is really too easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Play music. We're working on it. And by we, I mean, FP is e-mailing up a storm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Invite people. We get a look at the initial design for our invitations this weekend. My talented friend and I had a pow-wow a few weeks back. She caught on really quickly to our sense of aesthetics, and I trust her artistic instincts. I can't wait to see what she came up with. Also, I can't wait to see who actually responds when we ask for addresses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Get tux. Whoops, not my job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Get pictures. I really lucked out with my talented friends. I spent two years in the Peace Corps with our photog, and now he's flying out to shoot our wedding. Amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Favors. My mom has been giving me weekly updates on the status of the favors I didn't ask for. They are done. Sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Figuring out where people should stay overnight. Again, FP is working the phones on this one. I'm sure we will find some establishments that will take your money so that you can sleep in their bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Flowers. One word: included. Six months ago, I had this grand plan to do flowers myself. And then I was like, what? are you stupid? The reception venue includes flowers in the package. The only other thing I need to do is wrap ribbon around a bunch of carnations for the bridal/bridesmaid bouquets, and we are done. Easy is much much better than vintage-bohemian-Anthropologie-inspired expensive florals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Miscellaneous. These are things that I might do if I remember or if we have a spare thousand dollars lying around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Veil, Shoes, Accessories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Programs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Makeup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Welcome bags&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Karaoke DJ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Wedding cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Ring pillow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Placecards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Table numbers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Alternatives to rice/petal throwing that don't involve me getting burned by a sparkler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can continue to add to this list. I'm sure my mom will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in the meantime, I'm thinking about wearing this in my hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/S3zF2zkQ26I/AAAAAAAAAl8/J7G1a-zZ1mI/s1600-h/butterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 182px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439439995302632354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/S3zF2zkQ26I/AAAAAAAAAl8/J7G1a-zZ1mI/s200/butterfly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=39794891"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt; is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-2820188236264327589?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/2820188236264327589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=2820188236264327589' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/2820188236264327589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/2820188236264327589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2010/02/well-dang-if-i-aint-gettin-merrid-in.html' title='Well, dang, if I ain&apos;t gettin&apos; merrid in four months. . .'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/S3zF2zkQ26I/AAAAAAAAAl8/J7G1a-zZ1mI/s72-c/butterfly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-4790959233805699878</id><published>2009-12-14T11:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T11:46:33.748-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><title type='text'>Wedding Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SyaVGAj6VMI/AAAAAAAAAlw/1o_UE0AuTGs/s1600-h/IMG_4465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SyaVGAj6VMI/AAAAAAAAAlw/1o_UE0AuTGs/s200/IMG_4465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415179532421977282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SyaVFuAnidI/AAAAAAAAAlo/BlzlnplX9kQ/s1600-h/IMG_4464.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SyaVFuAnidI/AAAAAAAAAlo/BlzlnplX9kQ/s1600-h/IMG_4464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SyaVFuAnidI/AAAAAAAAAlo/BlzlnplX9kQ/s200/IMG_4464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415179527442106834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not blue, but still pretty, no? Anyway I continue to be on the lookout for blue shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, like that handkerchief it's sitting on? That may or may not appear on the tables at the wedding, along with that flower pitcher. I'm so design right now. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-4790959233805699878?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/4790959233805699878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=4790959233805699878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/4790959233805699878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/4790959233805699878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/12/wedding-shoes.html' title='Wedding Shoes'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SyaVGAj6VMI/AAAAAAAAAlw/1o_UE0AuTGs/s72-c/IMG_4465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-2849339451948612289</id><published>2009-12-14T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T11:26:42.138-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coping with wedding planning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>I really did mean to write, truly</title><content type='html'>So I have a list of blogs that I "follow," meaning that they are on a list that show up in a nice list whenever I log into this site and I can conveniently scroll through what they've been writing about for the past few weeks/months.  I am dutifully impressed by their profilicity (is that a word?).  How can people write so much about one day in their life and oftentimes a day that has already passed? But anyway I am glad for it because they have thought of all the things that I have never thought to think of. Salt shaker vases? Brilliant and cheap! Wedding ring ads? Outrageous and sexist! So much passion to expend on fleeting ideas. Now I don't have to figure out which hotels to book. . . hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway as I've stated previously, I'm not anti-wedding blog (Hello, here I am). But I just can't write about weddings with such all-consuming passion. I simply don't care enough. There, I said it. But I can't help but feel a bit curious for that feeling. That love love love of all things weddings, and in particular, all things potential for your own wedding. Most of the time I know I'm getting married because my ring always turns in such a way as to jam into my pinky finger whenever I carry a heavy bag in my left hand.  Am I not a romantic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think maybe the more attention other people pay to it, the more likely I am to discount the significance of that thing. I am not a populist. I believe firmly in esotericism. The wedding will be intimate and full of momentous import, but mostly just for us. For the rest of you, it's a big party with flowers and champagne. I'm okay with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, updates! I did our wedding website which is full of the usual sillness and some marginally useful information. I cannot for the life of me be really serious about this stuff. I'm lucky people think I'm funny and not worried that their dear friend/son/brother/nephew/cousin/grandson is marrying a sociopath. (Which, for the record, he is not. I am very well-adjusted.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our winter break is coming up soon so we hope (fingers crossed) that we will be able to get many wedding chores done. Music, invitations, hotels, cake, veil, second wedding dress.--wait, what? just kidding. Although in the Year of the Wedding, I should be able to purchase any pretty dress I want. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay dudes, I have to get back to studying. Thanks for the break. Talk to you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-2849339451948612289?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/2849339451948612289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=2849339451948612289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/2849339451948612289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/2849339451948612289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-really-did-mean-to-write-truly.html' title='I really did mean to write, truly'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-5241566963451776491</id><published>2009-11-15T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T19:40:53.343-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding songs'/><title type='text'>Our wedding song</title><content type='html'>hmmm. . . I found this on YouTube via Facebook from another girl who just got engaged. But I don't know how technology works. So here's the&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lmVgT5-Fz7k"&gt; link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome wedding song, huh? I mean this has to be played at some point and possibly danced to, in a coordinated fashion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-5241566963451776491?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/5241566963451776491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=5241566963451776491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/5241566963451776491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/5241566963451776491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-wedding-song.html' title='Our wedding song'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-2770477118006501570</id><published>2009-10-05T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T18:53:19.698-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='centerpieces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><title type='text'>Yep, still getting married</title><content type='html'>Hello. Just thought I'd say hi. I don't have anything to report. We're just cruising along. I've been popping into shoe stores that are having sales. Also, I've started to stash away money in a little envelope marked wedding shoes. This is my way of budgeting for things that aren't really important. My thinking is if I can forego enough overpriced cups of coffee or pack my own lunch to afford these shoes, then I can buy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, I should take this moment to recognize FP for his collection activities. He spent the morning the other day at a church sale and found some really nice vases for us and free wine carafes that we can use for flowers. We're just sort of poking around thrift stores and yard sales and picking up piece we find interesting, and we'll use them on the tables or as the ceremony decorations. So props to my man for his bargain-seeking eye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-2770477118006501570?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/2770477118006501570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=2770477118006501570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/2770477118006501570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/2770477118006501570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/10/yep-still-getting-married.html' title='Yep, still getting married'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-8814512117084627986</id><published>2009-09-12T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T07:56:06.658-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding photography'/><title type='text'>Weddings are expensive</title><content type='html'>I've been getting a little frustrated at the cost of weddings. I know. I know. This should not be unexpected. But I think you can still be annoyed about it. It's just that I feel like we are making a lot of economic choices and cutting out a lot of wedding frill, but it doesn't seem to actually save us any money. What's the point? I may not spend hundreds of dollars on this one thing, but this other thing will cost thousands of dollars. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently we have been on a quest to find a decent and affordable photographer. The complication for us is that we are having two weddings, but our budget for photography will probably barely cover one wedding. So maybe we should rely on the cameras of friends and family for one and get the professionals for the other. But we don't really want to do this. Both weddings have a lot of meaning for both our families, and it feels a little like we'd be making one less important if we didn't hire a photographer for both. I don't know. We might revisit our budget on this. Grrr. I know cameras and equipment must be expensive, but I am surprised at the prices of many uninteresting wedding photographers. We would be willing (to a point) to pay for a good photographer, but the prices are inflated so that the bad photographers are barely affordable and the good ones seem out of our league. We would be open to using a student photographer, but they'd have to come with high praise from someone we know personally and whose opinion we respected--not an expensive photographer trying to get work for one of their interns.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm trying not to stress out too much over this. But time keeps ticking away and the best photographers (in terms of quality and price) get booked early. Boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-8814512117084627986?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/8814512117084627986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=8814512117084627986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/8814512117084627986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/8814512117084627986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/09/weddings-are-expensive.html' title='Weddings are expensive'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-8162395890419577355</id><published>2009-09-07T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T17:50:30.407-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='centerpieces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding planning blitz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hairdo'/><title type='text'>I've been thinking about our wedding?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>Well, mostly, I've been avoiding my homework. I'm starting to think that being in school and working full-time will really kick this wedding planning into high gear. So here are a couple of things that I think about while I read through page 265 of my cell bio book for the fifth time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Shoes. I don't really want to wear white. Mostly because it's boring to wear white and I will get them dirty. Better to get something in fuschia or turquoise or both. Anyway I've been lurking a bit at zappos and bluefly and at DSW. Nothing has caught my fancy. I found a store this weekend in Soho that may be promising, if they stop using suede. I mean, I would love to that bride that wears suede at her June wedding, but then I'd be that bride with sweat-stained suede shoes. Fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, $600 shoes. Fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Music. Mostly our first dance song. We have a few possibilities. A friend of ours is getting married soon, and we were talking about the difficulty of figuring this seemingly simple task out. How does one find a song with just the right blend of cheese and fun without the wierd? We are not indie people, and we are not too snobby for a song that may or may not have used in a car commercial, but still it's been hard to find something we agree on. Anyway this conversation brought up the topic of wedding traditions gone awry. Apparently, according to Miss Manners, the first dance was not supposed to be a mini-show that the bride and groom put on for their guests (Youtube evidence to the contrary). The bride and groom start the party with their dance, but at some point during the song, the wedding party is supposed to bring people onto the dancefloor to join them. I like this tradition. The same is somewhat true for the father-daughter, mother-son dances. They have songs that are dedicated for those dances, but they're not really supposed to halt the action of everyone else. I mean, since when did getting married become synonomous with attention-hog and party-pooper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. That being said, I'm getting intrigued by choregraphed dances. What? I never claimed to not be a wedding hypocrite. Anyway most of the youtubed wedding dances are lame to the naked eye, but I wonder if it might be a lot of fun for the people involved. One of the bridesmaids is a choregrapher. I feel almost like it's wasting a resource to not come up with &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt;. Definitely not the "let's start out slow--screech--what happened--cue rap song" routine. That has been overdone. But maybe a song that plays randomly during the reception and all of a sudden, dance party. . . with choreographed steps. Anyway I'm not saying I want to do it. I'm just saying let's consider the possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Centerpieces. So really we're doing an Anthropologie-themed wedding. We're collecting interestingly-pattern square scarves from flea markets and thrift stores to place on the table as base layers for the centerpieces. We're also collecting inexpensive vases and containers--both from those same places as well as ones I'm making myself. We're going to fill them with random flowers from the grocery store. Use little tealights and some other little knick-knacks that we find. Like the picture below, but less fancy. The eclectic pack-rat look is so hot for weddings right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SqWlKAFGlEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/F4pPahnYdqA/s1600-h/anthropologie-wedding-ideas12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378886921202603074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SqWlKAFGlEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/F4pPahnYdqA/s200/anthropologie-wedding-ideas12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(image from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oncewed.com/16976/real-weddings-blog/real-weddings/charles-nadia/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oncewed.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. Veil. Yes? No? With lace? With Swarvoski crystals? Fingertip-length? Bird-cage? Blusher? What? I think veils are pretty. They're sooo wedding. I'd like one that is simple and whimsical. I'm thinking about getting a plain ivory one and then embellishing it with fabric flowers/feathers at the crown. For an organic bohemian bling look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. Hair. Definitely an updo as it will be mid-June and I will be dancing up a storm (choreographed or no). So a style that will keep my hair out of my way is important. Been looking at the knot and things for ideas. Nothing too severe as my forehead looks both alien and child-like and I have a blockhead (for real, ask any of my recent hairdressers), but it has to stay in place. The challenge with my hair is that it will do what you want it to do and then go beyond to realms you never dreamed it could go. Yeah, the challenge will be how to keep it from going back to the 1980's or 19th-century. Fun stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh man, that's a lot of wedding thinking. I need a nap. Tata for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-8162395890419577355?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/8162395890419577355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=8162395890419577355' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/8162395890419577355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/8162395890419577355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/09/ive-been-thinking-about-our-wedding.html' title='I&apos;ve been thinking about our wedding?!?!?!'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SqWlKAFGlEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/F4pPahnYdqA/s72-c/anthropologie-wedding-ideas12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-5662131941708236307</id><published>2009-08-29T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T11:34:19.940-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding planning boredom'/><title type='text'>Why, Hello There!</title><content type='html'>I have come to realize that I am a callous blogger. I mean, what other word can describe a person who starts a relationship and then leaves it, simply out of boredom. That's just not right. People want to know, did we pick our florist, are we going with a dj or an IPOD, and what oh what will I be wearing on my head next June? You do, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in any case, you deserve some attention now and then. Although let's be honest, this attention is really my attention, or rather paying attention to me. Blogging is a strange and fascinating phenomenom. I just saw Julie and Julia, which was a nice movie, but the Julie character's relationship to her readers and her own ego was foreign to me. I guess that means I won't be writing a book to be made into a movie about myself anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I digress, dear friends. The wedding. The wedding is what we've come here to talk about. And talk about it, we shall. Talk. Talk. Talk. Today, FP and I decided that we accomplished a lot of wedding planning by looking at photographer websites and talking about what we wanted and what we were willing to pay. I have realized that most of wedding planning is talking. The decision, once made, is quick. Yes, we are having a luncheon wedding. Deposit is down. We are in. Snap. It was the months of talking and exploring our options that were so excruciating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it has to be done. Wouldn't you feel just a little bit guilty if your wedding planning was easy? I mean, don't you care about your wedding? How can you not stress out about the BIGGEST day of your life? Everyone you care about will be there. Don't you want to make sure that it's perfect? Don't you want to guarantee that it's fun? How do we know you're getting married if you're not constantly fretting about your wedding and reading wedding magazines? This is the state of the modern wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it's silly. We know it's silly, but we still do it. We know what's important and what's not, but we are social creatures, subject to the influences and pressures of the world around us. So be it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-5662131941708236307?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/5662131941708236307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=5662131941708236307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/5662131941708236307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/5662131941708236307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-hello-there.html' title='Why, Hello There!'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-6515868792764563652</id><published>2009-08-06T15:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T15:55:38.669-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coping with wedding planning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding rings'/><title type='text'>Wedding? What wedding?</title><content type='html'>It's absolutely true that the wedding will take up whatever space in your life that you let it. I feel like I went from obsessing about all the details and figuring out all the logistics of the event every day to not thinking about it for weeks. I finally delegated tasks to good ol' FP, and he is happily not doing anything about it, and I honestly don't care. I guess at some point, we'll have to do the invitations, but that is months and months away. Right now, we're just going through the normal ups and downs for two imperfect people making and sharing a life together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it's not all "doing laundry and watching Jeopardy" bliss in our household. We bought our wedding rings! Michael C. Fina had a sample sale. We went to look at rings, found two that we liked, had a moment, and decided, why wait? We got a great deal and beautiful rings. Woohoo! We're getting closer and closer to this whole wedding/marriage thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-6515868792764563652?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/6515868792764563652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=6515868792764563652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/6515868792764563652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/6515868792764563652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/08/wedding-what-wedding.html' title='Wedding? What wedding?'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-7500471490358306002</id><published>2009-07-02T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T10:04:46.033-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding cake'/><title type='text'>Martha Stewart is a genius.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SkzlK6f4ZNI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/RNf-6pjlMIU/s1600-h/mwd104710_sum09_cakes2_xl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353906032701105362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SkzlK6f4ZNI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/RNf-6pjlMIU/s200/mwd104710_sum09_cakes2_xl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(image from Martha Stewart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martha suggested a &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewartweddings.com/photogallery/50-money-saving-tips?lnc=4db27a48efa1d110VgnVCM1000003d370a0aRCRD&amp;amp;rsc=lpg_planning&amp;amp;lpgStart=1&amp;amp;currentslide=49&amp;amp;currentChapter=1#ms-global-breadcrumbs"&gt;money-saving option for the cake&lt;/a&gt;. Buy different-sized sheet cakes and stack them yourself with cake dowels, which are easily available at any bakery supply store or I think, probably Michael's. You get your tiers without the sticker shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you may know, &lt;a href="http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/01/piece-of-cake.html"&gt;I was planning on baking the wedding cake myself&lt;/a&gt;, and I've been practicing. Upon further thought, I think it may be too much to do. We have a big guest list and no time. I don't know. I still might, or perhaps I'll bake a groom's cake. I change my mind on everything so why not this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this idea from Martha is brilliant. We don't want a fancy cake. We'd prefer a clean, simple design. With this, we would save money and get the cake look we'd like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-7500471490358306002?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/7500471490358306002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=7500471490358306002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/7500471490358306002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/7500471490358306002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/07/martha-stewart-is-genius.html' title='Martha Stewart is a genius.'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SkzlK6f4ZNI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/RNf-6pjlMIU/s72-c/mwd104710_sum09_cakes2_xl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-996362797131508757</id><published>2009-07-02T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T08:05:16.835-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reception decorations'/><title type='text'>I am an unabashed thief.</title><content type='html'>We went to a stunning wedding last weekend at the &lt;a href="http://www.airlie.com/"&gt;Airlie Center &lt;/a&gt;in Warrenton, VA. Lush, serene grounds and gardens. And the center is green-certified. You get to have a gorgeous wedding and lessen the environmental impact of your event. Pretty cool, huh? I hope this trend will increase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SkzJj-71a6I/AAAAAAAAAkA/DZfkZ4QHwQ0/s1600-h/June+27+2009+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353875677063244706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SkzJj-71a6I/AAAAAAAAAkA/DZfkZ4QHwQ0/s200/June+27+2009+054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, check this out. Instead of having a guest book, they had a marriage certificate made and all the guests signed it as witnesses. I think this is a great idea, and I will totally will steal it. Also, I'll probably try to steal the bride's talent, as she is a gifted graphic designer and crafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other ideas I will steal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubbles for the send-off. We're getting married in the daytime. I'm thinking bubbles and pinwheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colorful Japanese lanterns in the pavilion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish bottle. My friend had a beautiful glass bottle and strips of nice paper. People wrote well-wishes for the couple, rolled it up, and stuck it in. They opened it on their one-year anniversary. Cute, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything on Martha Stewart that is brightly colored and doesn't require too much work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-996362797131508757?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/996362797131508757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=996362797131508757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/996362797131508757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/996362797131508757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-unabashed-thief.html' title='I am an unabashed thief.'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SkzJj-71a6I/AAAAAAAAAkA/DZfkZ4QHwQ0/s72-c/June+27+2009+054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-7206713434416373299</id><published>2009-07-01T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T06:52:44.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reception venue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compromise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two weddings'/><title type='text'>I swear this will be the last wedding(s) I'll ever have. . .</title><content type='html'>Onto plan 563.1a, folks. That's right. We and our families have finally settled on one of the numerous iterations of our wedding, and we have signed a binding contract. You see, the fire hall is ready to give us our deposit back if we changed our minds more than 60 days before the event. And apparently we did change our minds. I just wasn't really aware of it. Or maybe I was, and I was ignoring my parents' suggestions to consider other venues because frankly I was tired of looking for a venue that suited everyone, so I chose a venue that didn't really suit anyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it came to light that my parents didn't want to have the reception at the fire hall, and they were willing to cut the guest list so that we could afford to have the reception at a nicer venue. Who am I to argue with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad news was that the Bristow Manor Golf Club was booked for the evening of June 19, 2010. Ack! This is what happens when you don't actually communicate for several months. The good news is that they were available for a daytime reception. We thought about changing our date and redoing all the work we had done to book the church, etc. And then we decided it was just easier to keep the date and do the wedding in the morning (which it was already scheduled as such) and a wedding brunch instead of an evening reception. Then, we'd have the Cambodian ceremony and lunch the next day. This is our compromise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents' compromise is we'll do the complete Cambodian wedding (not the shortened version as originally planned) plus the Chinese wedding banquet on Sunday night. They will pay for it on their own. They will invite less to the Saturday event, but they will invite whoever they want to the Sunday event. They will do all the planning for Sunday. And so we will be having the wedding that we want on Saturday, AND the wedding that they want on Sunday. Which of course, makes the total cost of the wedding(s) sort of ridiculous. But it is a small price to pay for their happiness and the removal of blockages in further wedding planning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, we are having two weddings. It will be sort of crazy, but it was always going to be. I hope that now it will be fairly smooth sailing to next June. Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SktohQoNXeI/AAAAAAAAAj4/YB1eMBWb3yM/s1600-h/Rumore+061409+151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SktohQoNXeI/AAAAAAAAAj4/YB1eMBWb3yM/s200/Rumore+061409+151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353487502668553698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our new venue: &lt;a href="http://www.bristowmanorgc.com"&gt;Bristow Manor Golf Club&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-7206713434416373299?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/7206713434416373299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=7206713434416373299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/7206713434416373299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/7206713434416373299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-swear-this-will-be-last-weddings-ill.html' title='I swear this will be the last wedding(s) I&apos;ll ever have. . .'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SktohQoNXeI/AAAAAAAAAj4/YB1eMBWb3yM/s72-c/Rumore+061409+151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-2464103294221858210</id><published>2009-06-16T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:21:39.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest lists'/><title type='text'>The Guest List</title><content type='html'>After the hard part--you know, the growing as a couple to the point when you're ready to get married, is the hard part--making a guest list. This is somewhere between the hard part--finding a venue and the hard part--everything else it seems. But anyway we came up with an easy way to figure out who we want to be surrounded by on our wedding. Auditions. Yes. Auditions. If it works for American Idol and So You Think You Can Dance (I just discovered these shows. Yes, I've been living under a rock.), why can't it work for us? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FP suggested that we can have people sample a chicken florentine or a beef wellington to see if they can properly appreciate it. I think we can have a pseudo-dance marathon--"We Are Family" on repeat and the ones who can bust a move the longest are getting invitations to Virginia! There could also be speed conversation sessions. Can you talk to me in less than thirty seconds? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a simple questionnaire would suffice. How quickly can you go through a buffet line? Do you know how to work other people's cameras, if requested? Have you ever been dropped on your head on the dance floor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How else could we possibly choose who to invite?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-2464103294221858210?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/2464103294221858210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=2464103294221858210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/2464103294221858210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/2464103294221858210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/06/guest-list.html' title='The Guest List'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-7479906531227692133</id><published>2009-06-10T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:38:56.712-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NY engagement party'/><title type='text'>Can You Feel the Love?</title><content type='html'>This past weekend, FP's parents threw us a spectacular engagement party in New York. Yes, we are the kind of couple that gets two engagement parties. Don't be gel-ous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this party and the one my parents threw for us back in March in Virginia serve as reminders that we are not the only ones who are excited we're getting married. Now, we don't like a lot of fuss and attention, but being at these parties and just seeing all the people who are genuinely joyful about our future together helps me realize that we have a good thing going. No marriage exists in isolation, and we are incredibly lucky to have the loving support of so many strong couples and strong individuals. I know that even if the centerpieces are gauche or the DJ plays "We are Family" on repeat, our wedding will be rocking. June 19, 2010! Woohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we are good-looking people. Check out the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fpichchenda.bao%2Falbumid%2F5344706542728602961%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-7479906531227692133?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/7479906531227692133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=7479906531227692133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/7479906531227692133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/7479906531227692133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/06/can-you-feel-love.html' title='Can You Feel the Love?'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-5420724597576777855</id><published>2009-06-01T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T15:39:56.354-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding culture'/><title type='text'>Best Bride Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/31042857?GT1=43001"&gt;Bride saves family and pet from fire, still in her wedding dress&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-5420724597576777855?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/5420724597576777855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=5420724597576777855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/5420724597576777855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/5420724597576777855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/06/best-bride-ever.html' title='Best Bride Ever'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-6532644571731317785</id><published>2009-05-31T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T19:10:46.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding planning boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eloping'/><title type='text'>Eloping is hard to do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually it's very easy. A simple ride on the good ol' 2/3 to Park Place and a short walk to City Hall. Recently (and by recently, I mean, sometime in the past three years I've lived in New York), Mayor Bloomberg declared New York the wedding capital of the world. Or something like that. Basically they renovated City Hall so it doesn't make you sad when you sign your marriage certificate in front of an anonymous city bureacrat. *sigh* That's my dream wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in the real world, where you have a reasonable affection for your family and friends, you're in the wedding section of Michael's, wondering if $4.99 for tulle circles is a good price. And we all end up here. Or most of us do. After gazing at the lovely, design-alicious weddings on the different websites, more often than not, the most authentic thing to do is to simply get the mother-of-pearl guestbook and be done with it. Because as excited I am to be getting married, I have a ridiculously short wedding-attention span (as evidenced by me not posting since when, April? no idea). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway the basics are covered. We have our date! We have a venue! Done and done. I won't do a countdown because I'm philosophically opposed to waiting. We've already found two caterers that we get good e-mail vibes from, and we'll meet them at some point this summer. We're in a good place. A good, forgettable place. i.e. when anyone asks me how the wedding planning is going, I get confused. Wait, I don't feel angry or frustrated. Am I still planning this wedding? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But don't worry. There is time yet. Our latest pre-wedding adventure brings us to engagement party #2. FP's parents are graciously hosting a party in New York for the NY family and friends. And I have graciously offered to bake favors for the 50 guests. Why? Because I'm glutton for wedding punishment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually it's fun. It's an excuse to avoid looking for a full-time job. I mean, who would choose the want ads over chocolate chip cookies? Anyway we spent this afternoon preparing the favor boxes (100 boxes for $19.99 at Michael's). We made a mock-up. What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SiM3jmcJMAI/AAAAAAAAANE/hBk2iAoYHcE/s1600-h/favor+2009+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342174667745079298" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SiM3jmcJMAI/AAAAAAAAANE/hBk2iAoYHcE/s200/favor+2009+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SiM3j229vgI/AAAAAAAAANM/pvZ0YllD2Ic/s1600-h/favor+2009+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342174672152542722" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SiM3j229vgI/AAAAAAAAANM/pvZ0YllD2Ic/s200/favor+2009+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Uh, this one is easier, so I'm pretty sure this is what I'll do. But tell me if it's offensively ugly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-6532644571731317785?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/6532644571731317785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=6532644571731317785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/6532644571731317785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/6532644571731317785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/05/eloping-is-hard-to-do.html' title='Eloping is hard to do.'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SiM3jmcJMAI/AAAAAAAAANE/hBk2iAoYHcE/s72-c/favor+2009+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-8886646714191415695</id><published>2009-05-04T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T22:04:02.191-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='labels are for people who aren&apos;t tired'/><title type='text'>Things I Don't Care for</title><content type='html'>I'm going to make a list. Because I like lists. They make me feel like I'm accomplishing something, instead of avoiding my organic chemistry homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I Don't Care For&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Envy wedding planning. That's the planning I do when I read wedding blogs and wedding magazines (which I've decided are the same thing. Both are opinionated about their wedding, her wedding, your wedding, my wedding. Both are gushy. Both are designed to create envy. I think I might get some blogger smackdown if anyone reads this besides the bridal party. Please please tell me about your favorite blog/magazine that is soooo different. ha!). Anyway back to the point. So I read/browse these and I start to think, &lt;em&gt;Wouldn't it be nice to&lt;/em&gt; . . . or &lt;em&gt;So cute, maybe we could&lt;/em&gt;. . .you know the drill. But it sucks because it is unlikely that I can afford to do any of these projects for reasons of both time and money. And also, that's not really our wedding. None of these sites can tell you anything about yourself or your relationship to your fiance or to your family or to your friends. Yes, silk dupioni table runners are nice. I should not spend any time thinking about how to make them or buy them cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Actual wedding planning. Because it's boring. Because I have to constantly wait for people to call back. And then I have to convince people that it's going to be okay. I mean, just because our reception venue doesn't have chandeliers does not mean that people will not be happy for us. I'm fairly certain that chandeliers are not a requirement for marriage licenses in Virginia, though I should check on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Wedding advice. Really, I could use help with determining the forces at play when a hiker steps onto a wooden bridge that is fastened on both ends. The hiker weighs 95N and the bridge is 400N. I get really confused about which forces are pointing up and which ones point down. No really, this is important. The wedding? Nope, I'm good. I have a fairly clear idea of what will happen then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Final exams. Damn it, can't a bride catch a break?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, note that I'm not going to stop doing any of these things. Except maybe finals. . . after May 20th. Dang!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-8886646714191415695?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/8886646714191415695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=8886646714191415695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/8886646714191415695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/8886646714191415695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-i-dont-care-for.html' title='Things I Don&apos;t Care for'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-3583810013215484029</id><published>2009-05-02T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T07:46:56.116-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding theme'/><title type='text'>Wedding Theme, perhaps?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In order to maximize the "awwwww" factor at the wedding, we should consider making this website our theme: &lt;a href="http://www.zooborns.com/"&gt;http://www.zooborns.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who can resist baby animals? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zooborns.com/.a/6a010535647bf3970b01156f66ae0e970c-pi"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px" alt="" src="http://www.zooborns.com/.a/6a010535647bf3970b01156f66ae0e970c-pi" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tambako/"&gt;Tambako&lt;/a&gt; via ZooBorn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what we look like when we wake up in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-3583810013215484029?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/3583810013215484029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=3583810013215484029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/3583810013215484029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/3583810013215484029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/05/wedding-theme-perhaps.html' title='Wedding Theme, perhaps?'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-8161922073778981048</id><published>2009-05-02T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T07:29:33.567-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strategy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding culture'/><title type='text'>Wedding Exit Strategy</title><content type='html'>I took an international relations course in college, and I think the lessons I learned there can be applied to weddings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to win a war, you have to set a tangible goal that can be attained. Then you can know whether or not you've won. And so in the spirit of successful war strategy, I present my tangible wedding goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The people who are most important to us and to our families are there. We may even try to talk to them at some point during the event.&lt;br /&gt;2. We will serve plenty of delicious food and drink, with as much of it locally-sourced as possible.&lt;br /&gt;3. I will be dancing. So will you. If someone wants to talk to me, they can find me on the dancefloor.&lt;br /&gt;4. At the end of the night, we will be a tired and happy married couple. And while we hope the wedding is fun, magical, romantic, [insert whatever emotional term you want here], we know that marriage is the best part of this day and that lasts the rest of our entire lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus begins my war on motherly opinions, unsolicited wedding advice, bridal magazines, and such.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-8161922073778981048?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/8161922073778981048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=8161922073778981048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/8161922073778981048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/8161922073778981048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/05/wedding-exit-strategy.html' title='Wedding Exit Strategy'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-8356584019320599893</id><published>2009-04-27T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T06:47:00.466-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reception venue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridezilla vs doormat'/><title type='text'>The Makings of a Bridezilla</title><content type='html'>This was a real conversation I had with a vendor (more or less).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: So I wanted to know what your menu was for weddings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: Well, we can do anything. We make whatever you want. What do YOU want? It's your special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well, we don't have anything particular in mind. We're just interested in serving good food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: We can do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay, but can you give me a sample menu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: Let me tell you about a wedding we did recently. The bride wanted 26 kinds of bread. And we did that for her. ( I think at this point, I was expected to applaud.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: That's nice, but what kind of FOOD did you serve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: Well, first, tell me. What is your fantasy wedding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I really should have hung up on her. Anyway needless to say, she refused to give me any details about the food they serve at the venue. And I crossed that place off my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridezillas are decisive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-8356584019320599893?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/8356584019320599893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=8356584019320599893' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/8356584019320599893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/8356584019320599893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/04/makings-of-bridezilla.html' title='The Makings of a Bridezilla'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-7397294415730727049</id><published>2009-04-13T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:51:52.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridezilla vs doormat'/><title type='text'>Bridezillas get things done</title><content type='html'>Unfortunately, I'm not one. I'm beginning to think I've made a mistake in not throwing tantrums and trying to be considerate and reasonable with everyone. I think maybe some people are forgetting that the wedding is about us, and not about them. I know this isn't all that unusual.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, for them, the more they try to make me feel bad/guilty for wanting our own wedding, the less I want to have any kind of wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. . . passive-aggressive bridezillas are probably the worst kind, aren't they? But still, I think I'd rather be that than a doormat bride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-7397294415730727049?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/7397294415730727049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=7397294415730727049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/7397294415730727049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/7397294415730727049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/04/bridezillas-get-things-done.html' title='Bridezillas get things done'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-1281058715997843572</id><published>2009-03-28T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T21:13:39.336-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='centerpieces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfloral'/><title type='text'>Table Decorations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/Sc7uLBgVKuI/AAAAAAAAAM8/I4N9HTpUpDA/s1600-h/ikea+spice+jar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318450083121146594" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/Sc7uLBgVKuI/AAAAAAAAAM8/I4N9HTpUpDA/s200/ikea+spice+jar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com/us/en/catalog/products/40064702"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ikea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We're leaning away from centerpieces at the reception, or at least, no main floral arrangement the center of the table. Instead, maybe just have a couple blooms (I'm thinking carnations or gerber daisies or maybe zinnias?) in these spice jars from Ikea at each place setting. We're considering serving a family-style dinner so the middle of the table would be freed up this way. Maybe we'd just put a  small bowl of fruit (apples, cherries, oranges, pears, grapes) in the middle so that it wouldn't look so bare. Or dessert stands with fruits. An arrangement of candlesticks. An apothecary jar full of cinnamon sticks. Moss-filled fishbowl vases. Tree branches with glass ornaments. We're not looking for a uniform table look, though I am wondering if we should pick a color to hold it together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway I've been browsing the &lt;a href="http://www.michaels.com/"&gt;Michael's &lt;/a&gt;and the &lt;a href="http://www.save-on-crafts.com/"&gt;Save-on-Crafts &lt;/a&gt;website and getting inspired. I'm starting to think that we may save a lot of time, money and headache by foregoing fresh flowers. There seems to be a lot of ways to decorate without those fickle creatures. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-1281058715997843572?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/1281058715997843572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=1281058715997843572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/1281058715997843572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/1281058715997843572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/03/table-decorations.html' title='Table Decorations'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/Sc7uLBgVKuI/AAAAAAAAAM8/I4N9HTpUpDA/s72-c/ikea+spice+jar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-5262934076450651943</id><published>2009-03-23T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T19:56:07.556-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daughters Cambodia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Aisle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ring pillows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charitable purchases'/><title type='text'>Speaking of spending money well</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whiteaisle.com/"&gt;White Aisle&lt;/a&gt; teamed up with &lt;a href="http://www.daughterscambodia.org/"&gt;Daughters Cambodia &lt;/a&gt;to help survivors of the sex trafficking industry. These girls and women are forced into prostitution at a young age, sometimes by their own families, and they have an incredibly hard time transitioning back to society. White Aisle decided to help by selling crafts handmade by these women to provide them with an income and a way to step out of poverty. They talked about their trip to Cambodia and their decision to get involved &lt;a href="http://wherearetheynow.typepad.com/where_are_they_now_our_jo/2007/11/phnom-penh-camb.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316580632671521794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SchJ6r4bjAI/AAAAAAAAAM0/pgVMqV7aktE/s400/ring_pillows3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://www.whiteaisle.com/silk_ring_pillows.htm"&gt;White Aisle&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see, these women make beautiful things: silk flowers, ring pillows, and sashes (not pictured). The fabric is local hand-loomed Cambodian silk, and they've kept their design simple so that it really goes with any wedding. We've decided to purchase our ring pillow from them. My favorites are the first two pillows. What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-5262934076450651943?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/5262934076450651943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=5262934076450651943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/5262934076450651943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/5262934076450651943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/03/speaking-of-spending-money-well.html' title='Speaking of spending money well'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SchJ6r4bjAI/AAAAAAAAAM0/pgVMqV7aktE/s72-c/ring_pillows3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-2307302458461951583</id><published>2009-03-23T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T19:22:20.364-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reception venue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='budget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='priorities'/><title type='text'>Turning the Tables</title><content type='html'>Well, I thought I had it all figured out. We had two great spots to decide on. We talked to caterers. We talked more concretely about our budget. And we finally have committed to a total cost. This is great progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FP and I have been very adamant that we have no dream budget in mind. A wedding can cost any amount of money, so our budget needed to be determined by the generosity of our parents. We have a little bit to put in, and our parents have agreed to pitch in the rest. We are very lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway as we've been mulling over the country club vs. the historic library dilemma, I've started to think that we're spending money in the wrong place. While neither of these places is extravagant, they both limit in our ability to fete our guests. We can't afford the good stuff in one, and we can't have everyone we want in the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wedding is not about the setting. Getting married on the Potomac River goes along better with a Great-Gatsby theme, but that isn't what matters. We've said from the beginning that we only care that the people we love are there and that they enjoy themselves (and us too!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've looked into renting a hall from a fire and rescue squad. I know that we will create our own ambience wherever we end up, and it just might be worth it if it means that we have room to use our money to create a better overall celebration for everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-2307302458461951583?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/2307302458461951583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=2307302458461951583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/2307302458461951583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/2307302458461951583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/03/turning-tables.html' title='Turning the Tables'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-8512148342808657900</id><published>2009-03-19T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:15:22.707-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cambodian engagement ceremony'/><title type='text'>We are officially engaged.</title><content type='html'>One of the first things my mother asked me when she found out that FP had proposed was when are you free to do a traditional engagement ceremony. This was very important to my parents. They are extremely involved in their local Cambodian community, and they needed us to have this ceremony that basically announces our engagement to everyone, including the all-important Ancestors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I was sort of dreading it because 1. the guest list was out of control, 2. I had no idea what I was supposed to be doing, and 3. I don't like ceremony, in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived the night before to pretty much a hot mess, I thought I might lose it. It's strange how things are reasonable to one person, and absolutely insane to another. One person might think it's okay to move couches from their normal, not-in-the-path-of-traffic location to one where it creates a bottleneck and inconveniences everyone. Another person might think that it looks ugly and hates it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this necessary? I asked continually.&lt;br /&gt;Because we need to make the living room look like an auditorium, that's why. And did I think this day was for me and my fiance? Listen, that's your wedding day. This day belongs to your mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine. And everything turned out fine. People had a good time. Even the ones who could not understand the language. The food was great, and sure, people were constantly in the way because of those d--m couches. But it wasn't a big deal. Good practice for the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ScMgcZbaKxI/AAAAAAAAAMM/4odNnEUK8nk/s1600-h/DSCF2134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315127657461590802" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ScMgcZbaKxI/AAAAAAAAAMM/4odNnEUK8nk/s200/DSCF2134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The groom and the guests have a procession to the bride's house. Everyone carries a platter of goodies. The groom is supposed to be covered by the umbrella at all times. Sometimes this worked. We definitely had some neighbors peeking from their driveways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ScMgcsUN6TI/AAAAAAAAAMU/7ztwRRGCrwY/s1600-h/DSCF2160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315127662531701042" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ScMgcsUN6TI/AAAAAAAAAMU/7ztwRRGCrwY/s200/DSCF2160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FP tries to convince the crowd that he's serious about marrying me. Apparently his first answer wasn't good enough so he had to recite his resume. He's such a good sport. One of the many reasons I'm happy that I am marrying this man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ScMgc-4PLmI/AAAAAAAAAMc/4LXdFAC0OEo/s1600-h/DSCF2182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315127667514617442" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ScMgc-4PLmI/AAAAAAAAAMc/4LXdFAC0OEo/s200/DSCF2182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually I was summoned. We went through a number of little ceremonies. Here's the jewelry exchange. I got my ring back, and he got a blingin' gold cross. We also presented flowers to my parents and his parents. We made an offering to the ancestors. We got blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ScMgdazYUbI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Qab7eAlvd5E/s1600-h/DSCF2208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315127675010437554" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ScMgdazYUbI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Qab7eAlvd5E/s200/DSCF2208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're engaged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice duds, huh? When my mom told me that she had hired a wedding dresser for this ceremony, I was miffed. Uh, is this an engagement or a wedding? Who knows? But I'm actually happy that she did. The woman and her daughter were so kind. They did my hair and makeup. Two things I hadn't thought about. It made my parents happy, and we looked great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-8512148342808657900?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/8512148342808657900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=8512148342808657900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/8512148342808657900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/8512148342808657900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-are-officially-engaged.html' title='We are officially engaged.'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ScMgcZbaKxI/AAAAAAAAAMM/4odNnEUK8nk/s72-c/DSCF2134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-2541646836612614099</id><published>2009-03-07T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T18:00:54.096-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='table numbers'/><title type='text'>Table numbers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SbMlmMLVJNI/AAAAAAAAAME/rRG87ZZ6Qw8/s1600-h/tablenumbers.anthropologie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310629723633951954" style="WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SbMlmMLVJNI/AAAAAAAAAME/rRG87ZZ6Qw8/s200/tablenumbers.anthropologie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are from &lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/"&gt;Anthropologie&lt;/a&gt;. You can buy them &lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?isProduct=true&amp;amp;cross-sell=true&amp;amp;color=whi&amp;amp;navAction=jump&amp;amp;navCount=23&amp;amp;parentid=THERES_ALSO&amp;amp;id=973026"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I love that store. In my dream world we would register there and at Pearl River Mart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how cute these would be as table numbers with a flower in them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-2541646836612614099?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/2541646836612614099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=2541646836612614099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/2541646836612614099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/2541646836612614099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/03/table-numbers.html' title='Table numbers'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SbMlmMLVJNI/AAAAAAAAAME/rRG87ZZ6Qw8/s72-c/tablenumbers.anthropologie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-8527782601239906141</id><published>2009-03-05T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T08:52:29.478-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tim Wong. Timecut Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding photography'/><title type='text'>Love in Coney Island</title><content type='html'>Last weekend we met up with Tim Wong and his wife for a little camera-loving. Tim wanted to bulk up his portfolio and put up an ad on weddingbee, and I responded. The rest is history, as you can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot of fun, despite the cold. It was a good excuse to get close and cuddle. Anyway here are some of our favorites from the session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/Sa__g-7cIvI/AAAAAAAAAL8/dZw9g9vAQkg/s1600-h/IMG_3916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309743427806307058" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/Sa__g-7cIvI/AAAAAAAAAL8/dZw9g9vAQkg/s200/IMG_3916.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/Sa__gyMbIiI/AAAAAAAAAL0/XQIvegXUg9E/s1600-h/IMG_3871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309743424387883554" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/Sa__gyMbIiI/AAAAAAAAAL0/XQIvegXUg9E/s200/IMG_3871.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/Sa__greFmdI/AAAAAAAAALs/3dZm4f1s9m0/s1600-h/IMG_3834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309743422582921682" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/Sa__greFmdI/AAAAAAAAALs/3dZm4f1s9m0/s200/IMG_3834.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/Sa__gHkTx5I/AAAAAAAAALk/BuFW8BIBImQ/s1600-h/IMG_3813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309743412945340306" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/Sa__gHkTx5I/AAAAAAAAALk/BuFW8BIBImQ/s200/IMG_3813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/Sa__f-UrbaI/AAAAAAAAALc/is3KMa2U-jI/s1600-h/IMG_3795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309743410463862178" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/Sa__f-UrbaI/AAAAAAAAALc/is3KMa2U-jI/s200/IMG_3795.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(All images by Tim Wong of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timecut.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;timecut.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;. Please do not repost without permission.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out Tim's gallery at &lt;a href="http://www.timecut.com/"&gt;http://www.timecut.com/&lt;/a&gt;! He has a great eye for details, color, and location. He was very easy-going and made sure we were feeling comfortable. The pictures turned out great. If you're in need of a photographer in the NYC-area, I would definitely recommend him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-8527782601239906141?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/8527782601239906141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=8527782601239906141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/8527782601239906141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/8527782601239906141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-in-coney-island.html' title='Love in Coney Island'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/Sa__g-7cIvI/AAAAAAAAAL8/dZw9g9vAQkg/s72-c/IMG_3916.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-275862057784987681</id><published>2009-02-28T15:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T12:52:17.605-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding dresses'/><title type='text'>How to Buy a Wedding Dress in Under Three Hours</title><content type='html'>I've had mixed feelings about wedding dresses. On the one hand, I think that they are far too expensive and generally uninteresting. On the other hand, when else will I and the dress get to be the center of attention for a day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this past weekend I went dress shopping for real with my FMIL and her friend. And by for real, I mean, I braved the crowd and chaos at Filene's Basement Bridal Sale in Union Square, lovingly named "the Running of the Brides," after the festival of San Fermin in Pampalona, Spain. You know, the one where tourists get gored by bulls running through quaint Spanish streets. Right. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(It is marketing like this that sort of makes me happy that this industry is shrinking. Hopefully it will make the advertising around us more intelligent. Though of course, I'm not actually happy that people are losing their jobs.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SanOeRnIJWI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Fq9W8ZcpUSw/s1600-h/Running+of+the+Brides+2009+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308000655351752034" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SanOeRnIJWI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Fq9W8ZcpUSw/s200/Running+of+the+Brides+2009+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's me walking to the subway in my "I can this off easily without exposing my underwear" outfit. Note the tennis shoes and the relaxed stance. I was ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I approached the day with this attitude. I get to hang out with my FMIL, whom I love, and her friend, who I also think is great. They are really excited to help me find a dress. Much like I don't really believe in THE ONE in love, I don't believe in THE DRESS. Things will fall into place, and I don't need to scratch and claw my way to perfection. If I didn't find a dress today, it wouldn't be a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up at 11 AM. After the morning craze, when apparently women who had lined up for hours before ran into the store and stripped the racks. We arrived to a calm, if disorganized scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SanOeqPQThI/AAAAAAAAAKY/roqM-q8VVvU/s1600-h/Running+of+the+Brides+2009+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308000661962509842" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SanOeqPQThI/AAAAAAAAAKY/roqM-q8VVvU/s200/Running+of+the+Brides+2009+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't really sure what to do. So I grabbed a dress that didn't look hideous and tried it on. See.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SanPJIxPZbI/AAAAAAAAAK4/0_aRYZZq8ec/s1600-h/Running+of+the+Brides+2009+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308001391712626098" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SanPJIxPZbI/AAAAAAAAAK4/0_aRYZZq8ec/s200/Running+of+the+Brides+2009+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SanOfKZVePI/AAAAAAAAAKo/YIEPNF91KX8/s1600-h/Running+of+the+Brides+2009+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308000670594726130" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SanOfKZVePI/AAAAAAAAAKo/YIEPNF91KX8/s200/Running+of+the+Brides+2009+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SanOe3wxmzI/AAAAAAAAAKg/eSRa6H99Qtc/s1600-h/Running+of+the+Brides+2009+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308000665592765234" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SanOe3wxmzI/AAAAAAAAAKg/eSRa6H99Qtc/s200/Running+of+the+Brides+2009+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some things that I learned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wedding dresses are heavy. It's strange how much silk can weigh when there are a gazillion layers and yards of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Some dresses really do make you feel like a princess. It was kind of a fun feeling, but they also sort of made you feel like a robot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Wedding dress designers must have all signed some sort of pact that obligates them to put beads and sequins on everything. I had a hard time finding dresses that balanced bejewelry and simplicity. Most were really gaudy (which is cool if that's your thing) or really plain (also cool if that's your thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sizes don't correspond to anything. I fit into the size 10s just as well as the size 4s. We realized this after about an hour of looking for size 4-6 dresses and not finding much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Apparently being a bride means you don't have to adhere to any rules of propriety. I definitely saw a woman wearing only her underwear (no bra) standing in a pile of white silk and many others walking between the aisles in thongs and bras. Really? There were photographers, fathers, fiances, and all sort of strangers in the store. I'm no prude, but really? Wearing a tank top and leggings would ruin the look of a dress so much that you made the decision to be generally naked instead?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I could not have done this alone. My FMIL and her friend were dispensable. They were cheerful with a great eye. We decided early on what shape looked best on me, and they scoured the racks and even followed around a couple people who were holding onto dresses. Here they are putting the dresses back onto the hangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SanPIxZVe6I/AAAAAAAAAKw/CJH9dc9Tt4U/s1600-h/Running+of+the+Brides+2009+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308001385438346146" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SanPIxZVe6I/AAAAAAAAAKw/CJH9dc9Tt4U/s200/Running+of+the+Brides+2009+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I was about to give up. I was getting hungry and tired of looking at the sea of white, ivory, lacy-beaded fluffiness. Then I tried on this dress, which I had seen earlier but decided that at size 10 it would be too big. Anyway it wasn't, and I really liked it. So we stuck around until our friend returned from feeding the meter so that she could see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SarvzgX1yxI/AAAAAAAAALA/2lhyPhPUYNQ/s1600-h/Running+of+the+Brides+2009+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308318778951846674" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SarvzgX1yxI/AAAAAAAAALA/2lhyPhPUYNQ/s200/Running+of+the+Brides+2009+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this dress a lot. It was simple and elegant, but it had a little bit too much skirt. I like to think of this dress as my inspiration because it gave me a little more energy and while we were waiting, I found a different dress and tried that one on. That was the one I had on when our friend came back, and I could tell from the look on her face and on my FMIL's face that I had found my dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm not putting up a picture of that dress because FP reads this. Send me an e-mail if you're dying to see it. I didn't have an epiphany when I tried on the last dress. It just felt comfortable. Maybe it did feel different from the other dresses, a little more like me. I don't know. I looked at the price tag and figured why wait? I had no real desire to do the whole bridal salon thing. Here was a perfectly beautiful dress at a good price. So there you have it. Wedding dress. Check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if only the rest of it could be this simple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-275862057784987681?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/275862057784987681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=275862057784987681' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/275862057784987681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/275862057784987681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-to-buy-wedding-dress-in-under-three.html' title='How to Buy a Wedding Dress in Under Three Hours'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SanOeRnIJWI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Fq9W8ZcpUSw/s72-c/Running+of+the+Brides+2009+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-8843729884446870949</id><published>2009-02-25T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:17:15.386-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neckties'/><title type='text'>Oh yeah, and the ties for the men</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://vintageglamblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/artd298-241x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 300px;" src="http://vintageglamblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/artd298-241x300.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://vintageglamblog.com/2009/02/25/neckties-for-your-honey/"&gt;VintageGlam&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perfect. From &lt;a href="http://www.vintage-ties.com"&gt;Vintage-Ties&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-8843729884446870949?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/8843729884446870949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=8843729884446870949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/8843729884446870949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/8843729884446870949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-yeah-and-ties-for-men.html' title='Oh yeah, and the ties for the men'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-4118307757865112838</id><published>2009-02-25T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:05:55.430-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='registries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gift-giving'/><title type='text'>It's the thought that counts</title><content type='html'>Unless you're thinking of buying us ugly crystal vases or ugly designer napkins. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I don't really like obligatory gifts. I love to shop and spend time thinking about what to give people for different reasons, but I hate feeling like the gift is somehow a measure of how much this person means to me. I do like receiving gifts, but I can't really get myself excited about the prospect of getting them. I just don't think one should expect gifts. Gifts are gifts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I find it hard to express this without sounding self-righteous. I suppose I am sort of self-righteous. I appreciate that people would like to give us something, but more stuff is the last thing we need, and registering is the last thing on my list of things-to-do. Why is it not enough that people come to our wedding (if they can) and be happy for us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, I'm wrong. Interestingly, the question now is, "Would I really appreciate ANY gift (even a coffee table book about ferns) or do I actually care about the things I might potentially own and want a say in it?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not really sure. We'll probably pick the path of least resistance and register somewhere. I'm telling my friends not to buy any gifts, but no one ever really listens to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank goodness for E-bay, suckers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-4118307757865112838?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/4118307757865112838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=4118307757865112838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/4118307757865112838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/4118307757865112838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-thought-that-counts.html' title='It&apos;s the thought that counts'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-7759363563810703548</id><published>2009-02-23T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T08:54:51.289-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeremy Wade Shockley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fedora Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding photography'/><title type='text'>My friends have talent. Fedora Photography.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SaNbuZdUy4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/eUMF90Izq5c/s1600-h/jeremy+wedding+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306185638638570370" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SaNbuZdUy4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/eUMF90Izq5c/s200/jeremy+wedding+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SaNbuOeDwpI/AAAAAAAAAKA/08z7X0R_Fq4/s1600-h/jeremy+wedding+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(all images by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fedoraphoto.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Jeremy Wade Shockley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;. Posted with permission. Please do not repost without asking.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend, Jeremy, just sent me a link to his &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fedoraphoto/sets/72157613377691026/"&gt;wedding photography album on flickr&lt;/a&gt;. Needless to say, I think Jeremy has tremendous talent. Maybe it's because we spent many an afternoon in Lesotho (where we were both Peace Corps volunteers) talking about the nature of the world and people and our relationship to the earth, etc. so I see the depth of his open-minded views in his work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SaNbfcJ-p3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/rVmp-OMtYdk/s1600-h/jeremy+wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306185381664696178" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SaNbfcJ-p3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/rVmp-OMtYdk/s200/jeremy+wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He doesn't just produce pretty images, but they are all positioned in the context of these human relationships. They're intimate and expressive, which is exactly what you want in your wedding photos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or that's what &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; would want anyway. We brides are constantly told that a wedding is in the details. So if my napkins don't match the plates and make a pretty picture, I don't have a wedding? Damn. Well, I do not believe this is true. What I like most about Jeremy's wedding photos is that the focus is on the people, and not the shoes the bride is wearing. They're sweet and full of vitality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SaNbfrJ1iaI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/gFUcsgrb60E/s1600-h/jeremy+wedding+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306185385690630562" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SaNbfrJ1iaI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/gFUcsgrb60E/s200/jeremy+wedding+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SaNbuOeDwpI/AAAAAAAAAKA/08z7X0R_Fq4/s1600-h/jeremy+wedding+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306185635688858258" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SaNbuOeDwpI/AAAAAAAAAKA/08z7X0R_Fq4/s200/jeremy+wedding+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway Jeremy has a very diverse body of work. He's a photojournalist and has traveled all over the world. He does weddings on the side (for a very reasonable rate) and is based in Durango, CO. Check out his portfolio at &lt;a href="http://www.fedoraphoto.com/"&gt;FedoraPhoto&lt;/a&gt; or go to his &lt;a href="http://fedoraphoto.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;. Though mostly unrelated to weddings, his images are stunning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-7759363563810703548?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/7759363563810703548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=7759363563810703548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/7759363563810703548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/7759363563810703548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-friends-have-talent-fedora.html' title='My friends have talent. Fedora Photography.'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SaNbuZdUy4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/eUMF90Izq5c/s72-c/jeremy+wedding+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-7722822701042497873</id><published>2009-02-18T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:30:08.765-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding dresses'/><title type='text'>Do I Really Care This Much?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.filenesbasement.com/bridal/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304242239236919666" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SZx0NqhW0XI/AAAAAAAAAJo/dsBTQY7i9vw/s200/bridal-running.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.filenesbasement.com/bridal/"&gt;photo source)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, dudes. &lt;a href="http://www.filenesbasement.com/bridal/"&gt;Running of the Brides in Union Square on Friday, February 27th&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheap, designer wedding dresses. Bridal mayhem. Worth it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going with my FMIL. She is so awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-7722822701042497873?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/7722822701042497873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=7722822701042497873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/7722822701042497873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/7722822701042497873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/02/do-i-really-care-this-much.html' title='Do I Really Care This Much?'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SZx0NqhW0XI/AAAAAAAAAJo/dsBTQY7i9vw/s72-c/bridal-running.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-529520550853033012</id><published>2009-02-17T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:28:23.127-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reception venue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Updates up the Wazoo</title><content type='html'>Hello dear readers! We're back from a highly productive visit to Virginia, with lots of pictures. The weekend, of course, was not without its drama, but we've survived and are progressing nicely on the cambo wedding extravaganza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway first things first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SZryryZWZrI/AAAAAAAAAJI/BxNl_UujxFM/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303818345258575538" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SZryryZWZrI/AAAAAAAAAJI/BxNl_UujxFM/s200/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chocolate cake! I actually made this a while ago for a friend's birthday. Yummy cake, but the frosting was too hard. I think I need to just practice making frosting alone. Next cake to tackle: Red velvet. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, the finalists for reception sites. As many of you may know, &lt;a href="http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-to-drawing-board.html"&gt;we have been struggling &lt;/a&gt;a bit to find a site that accomodates our large number of guests, is affordable, and doesn't make me and FP want to puke. We now have found very viable sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SZr2-mof0gI/AAAAAAAAAJg/5cdj5JoMv9Y/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303823066564907522" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SZr2-mof0gI/AAAAAAAAAJg/5cdj5JoMv9Y/s200/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;a href="http://www.collingwoodlibrary.com/"&gt;Collingwood Library in Alexandria&lt;/a&gt;. It was part of George Washington's River Farm. It has BEAUTIFUL grounds. Look at that lawn. It goes from the back of the house all the way to the Potomac River. They have a little patio for a sunset cocktail hour. *sigh* But their reception hall is a little bland, and 200 people would really push the limits of that space. If the weather is nice, it'd be perfect, but if it rains, it's not that pleasant. Other pluses include no restrictions on catering. This means we can really own the space and work with people to really make it how we want it. This also means it's A LOT more work to make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SZrxgAeE52I/AAAAAAAAAI4/3C3xfaeQQz0/s1600-h/bristow+manor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303817043366438754" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SZrxgAeE52I/AAAAAAAAAI4/3C3xfaeQQz0/s200/bristow+manor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SZrxnR_pPuI/AAAAAAAAAJA/5lRmqsomnTo/s1600-h/bristow+manor+reception+hall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303817168329719522" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SZrxnR_pPuI/AAAAAAAAAJA/5lRmqsomnTo/s200/bristow+manor+reception+hall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we have &lt;a href="http://www.bristowmanorgc.com/"&gt;Bristow Manor in Manassas&lt;/a&gt;. The house was built in the 1800s. It has a really gorgeous interior, which we would get to use for a cocktail hour. Their reception hall is full of light, and we would get a tent extension to make room for everyone. It is really lovely. Also, it's an all-inclusive package with flower arrangements and a wedding coordinator! So easy. The director there seems so easy to work with. She was extremely professional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it. We're doing some research on catering prices for comparison, and then we'll make a decision soon. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SZrzzR4X8bI/AAAAAAAAAJY/t08e0wjGT_4/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303819573480911282" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SZrzzR4X8bI/AAAAAAAAAJY/t08e0wjGT_4/s200/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was my Valentine's Day gift. We now have a box of these organic, fair-trade chocolate bars. It is so sweet (cha-ching!). FP knows that I try to support these kinds of businesses that help farmers and workers in developing countries compete in the global marketplace. I had read &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/11/05/dining/05choc.html?_r=1&amp;amp;scp=4&amp;amp;sq=chocolate%20organic&amp;amp;st=cse"&gt;a NYTimes article about the chocolate trade&lt;/a&gt; months ago. He remembered and found this company. I can't tell how much it means to me that he takes the things that I care about seriously. We don't necessarily agree politically, but we do share a commitment to doing what it takes to make the world a better place, whether it's buying environmentally-friendly or socially-conscious goods or working for the most vulnerable segments of society. For us, that's the real meaning of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-529520550853033012?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/529520550853033012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=529520550853033012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/529520550853033012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/529520550853033012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/02/updates-up-wazoo.html' title='Updates up the Wazoo'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SZryryZWZrI/AAAAAAAAAJI/BxNl_UujxFM/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-4827596875925458064</id><published>2009-02-11T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T13:00:43.725-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding angst'/><title type='text'>Showdown</title><content type='html'>Last night my mother mentioned in passing that she had asked my sister to call the Kennedy Center. Right, the Kennedy Center for Performing Arts, where people go to see the &lt;em&gt;opera&lt;/em&gt; in Washington, DC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really trying not to be a brat. I really am. But seriously, what in any of our conversations about the wedding has caused my mother to think that the Kennedy Center would be something that we'd like. Being the good sport that I am, I did look at their website for prices, and the rental fees at least are quite reasonable. (see! this is me being a good sport) But this is definitely not what we want for our wedding. I'm sure that it's a beautiful space with beautiful views of the city, and everyone would be duly impressed, but it is simply not us. Anyhow this makes me wonder what other places has she been thinking about without consulting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, she called back because she had called the bridal dresser and she wants us to trek all the way up to Gaithersburg, MD to pick out our clothes for the Cambodian engagement ceremony in March. I don't care what clothes I wear. I don't want to spend two hours in a car to look at clothing that all looks the same to me. At least, though, I will choose my wedding day outfit too. Two birds. One long-ass car-ride stone. I have already told my mother that I would not be changing my outfit multiple times, as is usual with a Cambodian wedding ceremony. I think that usually the bride changes 4 times. I could tell that she was disappointed, and I'm sure she's thinking about her friends who will be asking, "Why is the bride wearing the same outfit from 20 minutes ago? What sort of chicanery is it?", but two wedding outfits (wedding dress and Cambodian gear) is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway tomorrow we leave to go down with FP's parents for a visit with my parents. They've insisted that we all stay together in the house so that we will have plenty of time to talk about the wedding. The prospect of weekend-long wedding talk makes ill, but I suppose it needs to be done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-4827596875925458064?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/4827596875925458064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=4827596875925458064' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/4827596875925458064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/4827596875925458064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/02/showdown.html' title='Showdown'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-4379215598228288914</id><published>2009-02-07T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T12:48:36.483-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carnations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='centerpieces'/><title type='text'>Carnations and Candlesticks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SY3zFl68A_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/g5iUEObX_aI/s1600-h/eddieross+carnations.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300159613889151986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SY3zFl68A_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/g5iUEObX_aI/s200/eddieross+carnations.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(image: Eddie Ross)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this on Eddie Ross's blog. Another great simple centerpiece, though much more labor-intensive. Learn how to do this &lt;a href="http://www.eddieross.com/eddie_ross/2009/01/beauty-in-numbers.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eddieross.com/.a/6a00e55391c48e8833010536eed140970b-pi"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eddieross.com/.a/6a00e55391c48e8833010536eed140970b-pi"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-4379215598228288914?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/4379215598228288914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=4379215598228288914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/4379215598228288914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/4379215598228288914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/02/carnations-and-candlesticks.html' title='Carnations and Candlesticks'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SY3zFl68A_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/g5iUEObX_aI/s72-c/eddieross+carnations.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-3923702790966783162</id><published>2009-02-04T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T10:17:23.336-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='centerpieces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>Centerpiece Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299157689497640546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SYpj16tJXmI/AAAAAAAAAIg/uq8620dQZmg/s200/BB+centerpiece.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299156999060142274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SYpjNuoBOMI/AAAAAAAAAIY/iozt8fp8UAc/s200/BB+centerpiece+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SYpj1825CyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/0amV8UKA7YI/s1600-h/BB+centerpiece+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299157690075384610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SYpj1825CyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/0amV8UKA7YI/s200/BB+centerpiece+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(photos by &lt;a href="http://www.jefftismanphotography.com/#"&gt;Jeff Tisman,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bklynbrideonline.com/?p=1083#comment-3815"&gt;found on Brooklyn Bride&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came across these centerpieces from&lt;a href="http://www.stylemepretty.com/2009/02/04/blogger-favorite-brooklyn-bride/"&gt; a wedding showcased on Style Me Pretty today&lt;/a&gt;. I love it. I love the mix of vases and containers, minimal but vibrant flowers. This is exactly what I'd like to achieve at our wedding. Just so simply lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-3923702790966783162?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/3923702790966783162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=3923702790966783162' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/3923702790966783162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/3923702790966783162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/02/centerpiece-inspiration.html' title='Centerpiece Inspiration'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SYpj16tJXmI/AAAAAAAAAIg/uq8620dQZmg/s72-c/BB+centerpiece.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-4120554484756954528</id><published>2009-02-04T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:12:42.222-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Oh God. It's Valentine's Day soon, isn't it?</title><content type='html'>I have to face it. I'm not a romantic. Not at the moment anyway. Yesterday, when I was opening all drawers wildly in our apartment to look for a misplaced item, I found FP's valentine's day card to me. What? Now we're getting each other cards? ha. Just kidding. We usually give each other cards. So I ruined his surprise, which is what I usually do because I'm a control freak and don't like to not know what will be happening next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I have to make up for it. But how? Stealing his card and replacing it with one that he hasn't seen so at least one of us will be surprised? Buy a dozen Valentine's Day cards and hide them around the house in easily-noticed spots so that when he finds one, I can act disappointed that &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; ruined the surprise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. . . I should probably try harder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-4120554484756954528?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/4120554484756954528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=4120554484756954528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/4120554484756954528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/4120554484756954528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-god-its-valentines-day-soon-isnt-it.html' title='Oh God. It&apos;s Valentine&apos;s Day soon, isn&apos;t it?'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-1142352747717781207</id><published>2009-02-03T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:13:35.365-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding planning boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding angst'/><title type='text'>I'm already bored</title><content type='html'>What's the big deal about all this planning? Of course, I could spend my time trying to find a 200-year-old farm that's less than 15 miles from my hometown with enough space and amenities for a large-scale event that costs less than my semester tuition that is &lt;em&gt;perfect&lt;/em&gt;. But I don't want to. In a couple weeks we're going down to Virginia to look at a country club and possibly a historic library. At the country club, it's an all-inclusive package. They take care of most things: food, set-up, even floral arrangements. The library is a historic building right on the Potomac River. We'd have to figure out the catering and all that ourselves. The library is probably more unique and will be easier in some ways to turn the space into a personal reflection of ourselves. But the country club is giving us flowers and champagne. Hmm. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment I am completely uninterested in doing any more work for this wedding than I already have. I will assume this is normal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-1142352747717781207?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/1142352747717781207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=1142352747717781207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/1142352747717781207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/1142352747717781207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-already-bored.html' title='I&apos;m already bored'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-6294366140275605867</id><published>2009-01-28T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T19:46:21.636-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real life'/><title type='text'>The real world intrudes</title><content type='html'>School's back in session. Was this break all a dream? This semester I have brilliantly signed up for physics, organic chemistry, and biology. Classes started on Monday, and I already feel behind. I was pretty disciplined last semester, but now I'm engaged. Isn't it non-stop, attention-to-me time now? Homework is for the unwashed, unengaged masses. Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a pre-emptive apology. I got to get some science in my brain and get it in there good if I want to get into medical school. I'll be applying at about the same time as our wedding. Is this adding more stress to my life? Yes. But life doesn't get put on hold because you either decide to get married or decide to go to medical school. I'm a big girl. I have to do both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry that I won't be posting very often. Hopefully the posts that do go up will be worth the wait. TTFN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-6294366140275605867?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/6294366140275605867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=6294366140275605867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/6294366140275605867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/6294366140275605867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/01/real-world-intrudes.html' title='The real world intrudes'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-8294237038051789243</id><published>2009-01-27T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T20:12:59.621-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake stands'/><title type='text'>Cake Buffet</title><content type='html'>Easier than making tiers, huh? Eliminates need to choose just one yummy cake recipe. Lots of pretty cheap cake stands on Ebay too. Hmmm. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SX_atUY-WLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/SYU-Ihb6DNQ/s1600-h/cake+buffet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296192158913419442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SX_atUY-WLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/SYU-Ihb6DNQ/s200/cake+buffet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(image found on WeddingBee via Martha Stewart)&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/3559935611981022252-8294237038051789243?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/8294237038051789243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=8294237038051789243' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/8294237038051789243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/8294237038051789243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/01/cake-buffet.html' title='Cake Buffet'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SX_atUY-WLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/SYU-Ihb6DNQ/s72-c/cake+buffet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-2988419044793473464</id><published>2009-01-27T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:14:57.063-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding cake'/><title type='text'>Recipe Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/saras-secrets/magnolias-vanilla-cupcake-recipe/index.html"&gt;The Magnolia Bakery Vanilla Birthday Cake via FoodNetwork&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smittenkitchen.com/2006/10/lemony-persnick/"&gt;Lemon Pound Cake via SmittenKitchen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yum yum yum. I've declared it the year of the cake! Have I said this already? Probably. If I'm visiting you anytime soon, I will be bringing a cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked around for cake decorating classes to take with my FMIL and FSIL, but they are expensive. I mean $400 for a 12-week course is too not terrible, but too much for my student budget. So I'm going to grab some books from the library and practice on my own. Any book recommendations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this blog is turning into a baking one. Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-2988419044793473464?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/2988419044793473464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=2988419044793473464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/2988419044793473464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/2988419044793473464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/01/recipe-love.html' title='Recipe Love'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-383188038691150694</id><published>2009-01-26T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:22:37.729-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding cake'/><title type='text'>Cake #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SX5VzMjYoGI/AAAAAAAAAHM/frzkbr6pdHY/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295764549865611362" style="WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SX5VzMjYoGI/AAAAAAAAAHM/frzkbr6pdHY/s200/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SX5Vzd42pRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/uo_bBVUdJmw/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295764554519061778" style="WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SX5Vzd42pRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/uo_bBVUdJmw/s200/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SX5Vzv1mNSI/AAAAAAAAAHc/cbUQHs_uLO4/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295764559337239842" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SX5Vzv1mNSI/AAAAAAAAAHc/cbUQHs_uLO4/s200/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SX5Vz4YTToI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jm8eB6zmFz0/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295764561630285442" style="WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SX5Vz4YTToI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jm8eB6zmFz0/s200/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SX5V0fwhliI/AAAAAAAAAHs/dCn9iAVG-jo/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295764572200867362" style="WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SX5V0fwhliI/AAAAAAAAAHs/dCn9iAVG-jo/s200/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attempted a lemon bundt cake this past weekend. I used a recipe from &lt;a href="http://www.smittenkitchen.com/"&gt;smittenkitchen&lt;/a&gt;, which was adapted from Ina Garten's Barefoot Contessa cookbook. I didn't have all the ingredients so I improvised some too. Very yummy, but probably not wedding cake material. I used the leftover buttercream frosting from the first cake for the icing on this one. mmm. . . can I get a job making and eating buttercream frosting?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I need to pace myself. I've already made two cakes since deciding two weeks ago to bake my own cake. This is probably not good for either of our health, though it does make us very happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-383188038691150694?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/383188038691150694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=383188038691150694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/383188038691150694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/383188038691150694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/01/cake-2.html' title='Cake #2'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SX5VzMjYoGI/AAAAAAAAAHM/frzkbr6pdHY/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-2577791209109155220</id><published>2009-01-25T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:15:19.766-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coping with wedding planning'/><title type='text'>Growing up</title><content type='html'>The range of emotions that wedding planning induces exhausts me, but I have found that the stress has brought my relationship with my parents, with FP, and with myself to a whole other level. Today a dear friend pointed out that this is the first big adult transaction that you do, with large sums of money and many varied interests. This is so true, and I've realized that much of my anxiety about getting it "right" has to do with the fact that this is my first real public act as an adult. What does this wedding say about me? What does it say about our relationship? etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add to these questions matters of cultural differences, the commonplace generational differences between the couple and the parents, the economics. Now you got a bride about to throw a tantrum. It was like because I cared so much about making sure that other people were happy, I felt like no one cared if I was happy. As if there was a finite amount of caring in the world. If I was caring about them, no one is caring about me. Cue tantrum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's strange how choosing to share your life with someone can turn you into a self-centered beast. Because people didn't want exactly what I wanted, it was me against them. My awesome perfect me wedding vs. their impersonal generic them wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is none of that was going to happen. A part of growing up is understanding that people may disagree with you, but they still want the best for you. A part of your parents treating you like an adult is their honesty with you. A part of you being an adult is you listening. My parents are more open-minded than I give them credit for, and I've recognized (again) that my own openness must stem from their openness. We are all trying to ensure each other's happiness. That's what families do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway wedding planning is not going to be easy sailing, but it is good to remind myself that this isn't supposed to be a day when I get whatever I want. It's a day for love, community, and sharing, as that is the real meaning of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I did get my parents to agree to decreasing the party size by 50-100 people. Score!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SX1G2daI_hI/AAAAAAAAAHE/opbn8t6Kc9Y/s1600-h/Fall+2008+043.JPG"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295466638278721042" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SX1G2daI_hI/AAAAAAAAAHE/opbn8t6Kc9Y/s200/Fall+2008+043.JPG" 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/3559935611981022252-2577791209109155220?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/2577791209109155220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=2577791209109155220' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/2577791209109155220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/2577791209109155220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/01/growing-up.html' title='Growing up'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SX1G2daI_hI/AAAAAAAAAHE/opbn8t6Kc9Y/s72-c/Fall+2008+043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-1858797775763493593</id><published>2009-01-22T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:15:49.712-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coping with wedding planning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decision-making'/><title type='text'>The wedding planning that I've done this week</title><content type='html'>This will be our method of vetting wedding ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Letterpress invitations? &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXkm4QDgUSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/TXvdkUp3wj8/s1600-h/Taos+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294305584774926626" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXkm4QDgUSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/TXvdkUp3wj8/s200/Taos+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flea-market vases? &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXkm4Mblq6I/AAAAAAAAAGk/gO8IFUJJR1M/s1600-h/Taos+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294305583802198946" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXkm4Mblq6I/AAAAAAAAAGk/gO8IFUJJR1M/s200/Taos+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In truth, I've done nothing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have I called that venue to follow up? Have I made an appointment with a bridal salon? Have I registered anywhere? Have I come up with a budget and total guest list for the wedding? Have I made any real decisions regarding said wedding?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXkrl3o3OZI/AAAAAAAAAG0/NBzKY2FRwt0/s1600-h/Taos+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294310766541224338" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXkrl3o3OZI/AAAAAAAAAG0/NBzKY2FRwt0/s200/Taos+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most recent important decision: give ourselves plenty of time to procrastinate, er enjoy the engagement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-1858797775763493593?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/1858797775763493593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=1858797775763493593' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/1858797775763493593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/1858797775763493593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/01/wedding-planning-that-ive-done-this.html' title='The wedding planning that I&apos;ve done this week'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXkm4QDgUSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/TXvdkUp3wj8/s72-c/Taos+054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-1003868202657472179</id><published>2009-01-20T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:16:37.108-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reception decorations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='centerpieces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer colors'/><title type='text'>Inspired by Martha Stewart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.%20bridalcanvas.com/"&gt;Bridal Canvas&lt;/a&gt; is a free webtool (via &lt;a href="http://www.i-do-it-yourself.com/"&gt;iDIY&lt;/a&gt;) that allows you to make an inspiration board (inexplicably, all brides have turned into interior and graphic designers). Anyway I've been snooping around &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewartweddings.com/"&gt;Martha Stewart Weddings&lt;/a&gt; to find things and colors that I liked. I call this Martha Stewart Summer Citrus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXYtfqcdhDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/m6h7lN_pHVA/s1600-h/BridalCanvasDotCom_1990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293468434013455410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXYtfqcdhDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/m6h7lN_pHVA/s320/BridalCanvasDotCom_1990.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(All images are from Martha Stewart Weddings. Top row: 1. &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewartweddings.com/good-things/good-things-picture-this?autonomy_kw=photo%20candy%20bar&amp;amp;rsc=image_1"&gt;Photocopied pictures as chocolate bar wrappers &lt;/a&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewartweddings.com/article/pom-poms-and-luminarias?autonomy_kw=pom%20pom&amp;amp;rsc=image_5"&gt;Pompom decorations &lt;/a&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewartweddings.com/article/colors-in-bloom?rsc=taxonomylist-a_flowers_flower-types&amp;amp;lnc=1f0e77c119b1d110VgnVCM1000003d370a0aRCRD"&gt;Colorful ranunculus &lt;/a&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewartweddings.com/recipe/dessert-wine-gelees-with-citrus-fruit?rsc=taxonomylist-b_inspiration_good-things&amp;amp;lnc=087707e418b1d110VgnVCM1000003d370a0aRCRD"&gt;Wine-infused citrus gelatin squares &lt;/a&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewartweddings.com/good-things/silk-petal-garlands?autonomy_kw=silk%20petal%20garland&amp;amp;rsc=image_6"&gt;Silk flower garlands&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bottom row: 1. &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewartweddings.com/good-things/photo-table-number?autonomy_kw=photo%20table%20number&amp;amp;rsc=image_1"&gt;Photo table numbers &lt;/a&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewartweddings.com/goodthings/bowl-em-over?autonomy_kw=cafe%20au%20lait%20bowls&amp;amp;rsc=image_1"&gt;Cafe au lait bowls filled with flowers &lt;/a&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewartweddings.com/recipe/mini-macaroni-and-cheese?autonomy_kw=macaroni%20and%20cheese&amp;amp;rsc=image_1"&gt;Mac and cheese appetizer &lt;/a&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewartweddings.com/good-things/potted-place-card?autonomy_kw=potted%20plant%20place%20card&amp;amp;rsc=header_1"&gt;Potted plant placecard&lt;/a&gt; 5. &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewartweddings.com/good-things/flower-wrapped-favors?autonomy_kw=tissue%20paper%20flower%20wrapped&amp;amp;rsc=image_6"&gt;Tissue-paper-flower-wrapped favors&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bridal transition team will be wearing different colors: lemony yellow, raspberry, coral, tangerine, lime green, etc. We haven't chosen the fabric yet, but I'm basically going for a bright, summery, colorful look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXYwRpHs_cI/AAAAAAAAAGc/8FwxoM-EEME/s1600-h/San+Francisco+August+2008+128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293471491674668482" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXYwRpHs_cI/AAAAAAAAAGc/8FwxoM-EEME/s320/San+Francisco+August+2008+128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXYwRKjoPJI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ns00CYm90xQ/s1600-h/San+Francisco+August+2008+134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293471483470298258" style="WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXYwRKjoPJI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ns00CYm90xQ/s320/San+Francisco+August+2008+134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(these images are mine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the Dahlia Garden in San Francisco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Oh, Happy Inauguration Day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-1003868202657472179?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/1003868202657472179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=1003868202657472179' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/1003868202657472179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/1003868202657472179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/01/inspired-by-martha-stewart.html' title='Inspired by Martha Stewart'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXYtfqcdhDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/m6h7lN_pHVA/s72-c/BridalCanvasDotCom_1990.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-7396554505032612005</id><published>2009-01-18T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:16:59.000-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding cake'/><title type='text'>We will no longer need to trek down to the West Village</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXOMqCe3PcI/AAAAAAAAAGE/S1MVc-dz04E/s1600-h/first+cake+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292728640939179458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXOMqCe3PcI/AAAAAAAAAGE/S1MVc-dz04E/s320/first+cake+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXOMqCe3PcI/AAAAAAAAAGE/S1MVc-dz04E/s1600-h/first+cake+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-7396554505032612005?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/7396554505032612005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=7396554505032612005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/7396554505032612005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/7396554505032612005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-will-no-longer-need-to-trek-down-to.html' title='We will no longer need to trek down to the West Village'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXOMqCe3PcI/AAAAAAAAAGE/S1MVc-dz04E/s72-c/first+cake+042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-2568722979982040630</id><published>2009-01-18T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:17:18.086-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding cake'/><title type='text'>Piece of Cake?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXNxV-MqESI/AAAAAAAAAEs/hv6ty0ZkCCs/s1600-h/first+cake+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292698609377743138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXNxV-MqESI/AAAAAAAAAEs/hv6ty0ZkCCs/s320/first+cake+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've decided to try to bake our wedding cake. Or at least one of them. Anyway I had been thinking about what I can do to "personalize" my wedding (other than showing up). I like to bake so I thought, Why not? Anyway I'm going to try out recipes from now until the wedding. This cake is the Magnolia Bakery Vanilla Birthday cake. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXNxYu620CI/AAAAAAAAAE0/FqAnL-fbx50/s1600-h/first+cake+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292698656816156706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXNxYu620CI/AAAAAAAAAE0/FqAnL-fbx50/s320/first+cake+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The batter is sooooo delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXNxZgoiS8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/MbgtkmmJiUg/s1600-h/first+cake+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXNxZ_O4G6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/iHWDTFoT5II/s1600-h/first+cake+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292698678374964130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXNxZ_O4G6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/iHWDTFoT5II/s320/first+cake+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy little cakes in the oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recipe is for 3 9-inch cakes, but I only had two cake pans so I made cupcakes with the leftover batter. However, next time I think I will just fill the two cake pans with all the batter. The cakes came out a little lopsided. Oh well. This is why I'm practicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXN35IBlhNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/9zvGw-N33gM/s1600-h/first+cake+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292705810380850386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXN35IBlhNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/9zvGw-N33gM/s320/first+cake+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXN35kcf-gI/AAAAAAAAAFc/0kYI0rfb5ls/s1600-h/first+cake+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292705818009926146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXN35kcf-gI/AAAAAAAAAFc/0kYI0rfb5ls/s320/first+cake+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready to be frosted. The frosting was a little too runny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I didn't want to add more sugar. Maybe I should next time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or maybe I need to let it sit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXN37JmUgoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/lXBuyZaKb-g/s1600-h/first+cake+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292705845163098754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXN37JmUgoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/lXBuyZaKb-g/s320/first+cake+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXN36Q_bcnI/AAAAAAAAAFk/8PQSWt3-B3w/s1600-h/first+cake+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292705829967590002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXN36Q_bcnI/AAAAAAAAAFk/8PQSWt3-B3w/s320/first+cake+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My two-layer vanilla buttercream cake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If any of you live in New York and want to share &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXN36lXyRLI/AAAAAAAAAFs/k7E5qFm6W1o/s1600-h/first+cake+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292705835438458034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXN36lXyRLI/AAAAAAAAAFs/k7E5qFm6W1o/s320/first+cake+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a piece, let me know :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-2568722979982040630?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/2568722979982040630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=2568722979982040630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/2568722979982040630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/2568722979982040630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/01/piece-of-cake.html' title='Piece of Cake?'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXNxV-MqESI/AAAAAAAAAEs/hv6ty0ZkCCs/s72-c/first+cake+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-6240343728174031983</id><published>2009-01-16T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:18:12.208-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding dresses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pronovias'/><title type='text'>Wedding Dresses are Strange Creatures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.pronovias.com/index_entrada.asp?idioma=us"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292084074642640050" style="WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXFCbV6TjLI/AAAAAAAAAEk/tjMWiaKsc9A/s200/rebeca1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (The Rebeca dress from the Pronovias 2009 collection)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inexplicably, this dress was the one that I liked the best from last night's fashion show at the Pronovias NYC store. It is somehow exactly what I've said I did not want. Ruffles, lace, big skirt, strapless. And I LOVE it. haha. It's just such a fun, sort of dreamy, sweet dress. It makes me think of &lt;em&gt;A Midsummer's Night Dream&lt;/em&gt;. I'm in trouble. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-6240343728174031983?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/6240343728174031983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=6240343728174031983' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/6240343728174031983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/6240343728174031983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/01/wedding-dresses-are-strange-creatures.html' title='Wedding Dresses are Strange Creatures'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SXFCbV6TjLI/AAAAAAAAAEk/tjMWiaKsc9A/s72-c/rebeca1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-4744417903309177615</id><published>2009-01-15T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T14:02:55.657-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hunger relief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unrelated to weddings'/><title type='text'>Because not everyone is as fortunate as we are</title><content type='html'>Tyson Foods is donating 100 lbs of food to the Food Bank of New York City for every comment made on their blog. They have 368 comments so far, which means 36,800 lbs of food. That's a lot of families fed. Here's the link: &lt;a href="http://hungerrelief.tyson.com/blog/2009/1/12/hunger_in_new_york_city__and_.aspx"&gt;http://hungerrelief.tyson.com/blog/2009/1/12/hunger_in_new_york_city__and_.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-4744417903309177615?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/4744417903309177615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=4744417903309177615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/4744417903309177615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/4744417903309177615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/01/because-not-everyone-is-as-fortunate-as.html' title='Because not everyone is as fortunate as we are'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-4433476303428794718</id><published>2009-01-15T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T08:16:24.934-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fonts'/><title type='text'>That being said. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;check out these awesome circus fonts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.i-do-it-yourself.com/2009/01/fonts-circuscarnivalwild-west-type/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291554402404902946" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SW9gsXD_qCI/AAAAAAAAAEc/8qadP6xdA3w/s200/magic-jelly_circus-fonts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found these at i-do-it-yourself.com. Clicking on the picture will take you the page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-4433476303428794718?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/4433476303428794718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=4433476303428794718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/4433476303428794718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/4433476303428794718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/01/that-being-said.html' title='That being said. . .'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SW9gsXD_qCI/AAAAAAAAAEc/8qadP6xdA3w/s72-c/magic-jelly_circus-fonts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-181916204593883405</id><published>2009-01-15T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T08:07:23.522-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earnest wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alternative wedding'/><title type='text'>Irony is the theme for our wedding</title><content type='html'>I wish. FP is not on this bus. As much as he agrees with me that weddings are ridiculous, ostentatious, over-priced rituals, he wants to have an earnest one. I like to think that someone is looking out for me by pairing me up with this loving stick-in-the-mud because often his more conservative sensibilities are what stops me from alienating everyone at our wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: How about I carry a bouquet of money down the aisle?&lt;br /&gt;FP: No&lt;br /&gt;Me: What about having the song, "Always," on repeat throughout the cocktail hour?&lt;br /&gt;FP: No&lt;br /&gt;Me: So I guess you were only kidding when you said we should word our invitations with quotation marks [i.e. We request the "pleasure" of your company at our wedding.]&lt;br /&gt;FP: You know this is a real wedding, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of ours actually gave us the advice to plan the alternative wedding at the same time as the real one. So the real wedding you serve filet mignon, and at the alternative, you serve ice cream sundaes. This makes the process fun, but the problem for me is understanding the line between planning a fun, real wedding and a fun, fake wedding. And that is where FP comes in nicely to say: We are not planning our wedding to encourage chuckles and snickers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, he is right. We're having a wedding because we love our families and friends and we want them to share in our new life together. It means a lot to us and to them, so Earnest Wedding it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-181916204593883405?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/181916204593883405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=181916204593883405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/181916204593883405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/181916204593883405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/01/irony-is-theme-for-our-wedding.html' title='Irony is the theme for our wedding'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-1602836847808629104</id><published>2009-01-13T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T16:04:14.825-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wacky weddings'/><title type='text'>They stole the theme for our wedding!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/28599180/"&gt;Couple weds fast-food style&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290932015530327122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SW0qorRtPFI/AAAAAAAAAEU/RKycF_m9eBo/s200/Fall+2008+065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wonder if Taco Bell knew what kind of market they could tap into when they printed these sauce packages. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(image source is me)&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/3559935611981022252-1602836847808629104?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/1602836847808629104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=1602836847808629104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/1602836847808629104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/1602836847808629104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/01/they-stole-theme-for-our-wedding.html' title='They stole the theme for our wedding!'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SW0qorRtPFI/AAAAAAAAAEU/RKycF_m9eBo/s72-c/Fall+2008+065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-6074310498778510189</id><published>2009-01-13T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:17:49.102-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridal show'/><title type='text'>I'm giving in</title><content type='html'>I'm going to a bridal show this Thursday. What can I say? I'm easy if you give me free champagne:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290889307097727938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SW0Dyt95A8I/AAAAAAAAAEM/q9biVZzs5hA/s200/pronovias+glamour+night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alwaysabridesmaid.typepad.com/weddingfaq/2009/01/rsvp.html"&gt;(image source)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alwaysabridesmaid.us/pronovias/"&gt;Always a Bridesmaid's Pronovias Glamour Night&lt;/a&gt;, here I and FMIL come!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-6074310498778510189?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/6074310498778510189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=6074310498778510189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/6074310498778510189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/6074310498778510189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-giving-in.html' title='I&apos;m giving in'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SW0Dyt95A8I/AAAAAAAAAEM/q9biVZzs5hA/s72-c/pronovias+glamour+night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-1448381533810968768</id><published>2009-01-11T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:18:45.240-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugly wedding dresses'/><title type='text'>You can't get a non-mass-produced wedding dress for under $5000</title><content type='html'>Right. Well, for that kind of money, you can pick from these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SWpRfw0OodI/AAAAAAAAADc/-jS9pjuet7o/s1600-h/ugly+wedding+dress+4+suzanne+ermann.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290130318421828050" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SWpRfw0OodI/AAAAAAAAADc/-jS9pjuet7o/s200/ugly+wedding+dress+4+suzanne+ermann.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SWpRgLKsLCI/AAAAAAAAADk/ua0h8oosqcc/s1600-h/ugly+wedding+dress+5+reem+acra.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SWpRfafx92I/AAAAAAAAADE/dzYWLoJX4sw/s1600-h/ugly+wedding+dress+1+edgardo+bonilla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290130312430483298" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SWpRfafx92I/AAAAAAAAADE/dzYWLoJX4sw/s200/ugly+wedding+dress+1+edgardo+bonilla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Suzanne Ermann&lt;br /&gt;2. Edgardo Bonilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SWpRf6Ndu0I/AAAAAAAAADU/rn5NG1hVyKg/s1600-h/ugly+wedding+dress+3+romona+keveza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290130320943594306" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SWpRf6Ndu0I/AAAAAAAAADU/rn5NG1hVyKg/s200/ugly+wedding+dress+3+romona+keveza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SWpRfgp-5mI/AAAAAAAAADM/iD4gEG8V2ro/s1600-h/ugly+wedding+dress+2+lela+rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290130314083886690" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SWpRfgp-5mI/AAAAAAAAADM/iD4gEG8V2ro/s200/ugly+wedding+dress+2+lela+rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marthastewartweddings.com/photogallery/gorgeous-gowns?lnc=00e72f09fba1d110VgnVCM1000003d370a0aRCRD&amp;amp;rsc=lpg_col2_Homepage&amp;amp;lpgview=thumb&amp;amp;showComments=true"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;source for all images&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Romona Keveza&lt;br /&gt;2. Lela Rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couture or ugly? For more, check out &lt;a href="http://www.goingbridal.com/etc/index.shtml"&gt;goingbridal.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my wedding dress philosophy is that one shouldn't lose one's mind or one's taste when buying a dress that will be worn once. As important it is to know what you want, it's also important to know what you don't want. This is my kick-off to the search. Woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-1448381533810968768?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/1448381533810968768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=1448381533810968768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/1448381533810968768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/1448381533810968768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-cant-get-non-mass-produced-wedding.html' title='You can&apos;t get a non-mass-produced wedding dress for under $5000'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SWpRfw0OodI/AAAAAAAAADc/-jS9pjuet7o/s72-c/ugly+wedding+dress+4+suzanne+ermann.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-3601134477309019067</id><published>2009-01-08T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T10:56:42.190-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding angst'/><title type='text'>Weddings and Contradictions</title><content type='html'>Do I contradict myself?&lt;br /&gt;Very well then I contradict myself.&lt;br /&gt;(I am large. I contain multitudes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Walt Whitman, from "Song of Myself"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had myself a good cry this morning. They're not kidding when they say that you run the whole gauntlet of emotions during wedding planning. What exactly is it that makes me care so much about something that I think I don't really care about? Maybe it comes down to being a people-pleaser. I don't really care much about what my wedding is like, but I have this fear that I will let people down. So then I over-care: &lt;a href="http://www.kleinfeldbridal.com/"&gt;Kleinfeld's&lt;/a&gt; having a MLK Day sample sale? I gotta get over there. &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/01/08/4-diy-how-to-turn-a-wine-bottle-into-a-vase-or-votive/#more-78445"&gt;Look, I can buy a bottle cutter and make vases out of empty wine bottles&lt;/a&gt;! Maybe I should learn &lt;a href="http://www.apracticalwedding.com/2009/01/how-to-make-wedding-dress.html"&gt;how to sew to make my own wedding dress&lt;/a&gt;. Or maybe I should &lt;a href="http://www.jcrew.com/AST/Browse/WomenBrowse/Women_Shop_By_Category/dresses/weddingsparties/PRDOVR~90743/99101372730/90743.jsp"&gt;buy this dress &lt;/a&gt;on sale at Jcrew! &lt;a href="http://www.myweddingreport.com/blog/?p=303"&gt;Have I been nice enough to my bridesmaids&lt;/a&gt;? Wait, don't I want to be a &lt;a href="http://www.apracticalwedding.com/2009/01/wedding-liberation-philosophy.html"&gt;liberated bride&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. This is really too much, and I know it's mostly me that is the source of this pressure. If I don't want to do these things, then I shouldn't do them. Why am I blogging about it and why am I reading other blogs about it and why am I constantly looking at Martha Stewart? It's absurd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Deep Breath*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weddings are absurd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay that I like pretty and probably expensive things. It's okay that I don't think a wedding is worth all the money and time that's spent on it. It's okay that I'm not a graphic designer or a DIY craft maven. It's okay that this wedding will not be exactly as we envision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't buy the perfect wedding. I can't please everyone. I can't piss off everyone. No decisions we make will ruin our wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God grant me the serenity . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(though notice how I haven't said that I will give up wedding blogs. I know this doesn't end here)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-3601134477309019067?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/3601134477309019067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=3601134477309019067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/3601134477309019067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/3601134477309019067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/01/weddings-and-contradictions.html' title='Weddings and Contradictions'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-6287938783461835795</id><published>2009-01-06T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T08:38:30.540-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='save the date'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puns'/><title type='text'>Save the . . .</title><content type='html'>Please don't be fooled by this post. We still have no idea when or where we're getting married. But we've started brainstorming ideas for our save-the-dates. We are nothing, if not logical people. So here's a couple and let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. FP recently got a cute birthday card (Thanks, Sarah!) and we thought it might be cute to do something similar for our STD. The card had a silly picture on it. Then said "Congratulations on your ____" There was a checklist of funny things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were thinking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Save the ____&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;__Whales&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;___Cheerleader&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;___Rainforest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;__X_Date!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But with cooler graphics, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SWOX-tt3fOI/AAAAAAAAAC8/KMVaOjDmGZM/s1600-h/railroad.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288237491142753506" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SWOX-tt3fOI/AAAAAAAAAC8/KMVaOjDmGZM/s200/railroad.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (This image is from &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://goldenstate.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/20070705-railroadtracks.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://goldenstate.wordpress.com/2008/03/08/the-constitution-dead-or-alive-part-ii/&amp;amp;usg=__oCMiqULaUzTkm94FXmDx1KWl6ZA=&amp;amp;h=255&amp;amp;w=400&amp;amp;sz=52&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=14&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=KbF-5CtZemEHbM:&amp;amp;tbnh=79&amp;amp;tbnw=124&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dtied%2Bto%2Brailroad%2Btracks%26ndsp%3D18%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26rlz%3D1T4DKUS_enUS223US223%26sa%3DN"&gt;go&lt;/a&gt;ldenstate.wordpress, but I'm not sure what the copyright is. So this may be removed soon. Enjoy for now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This idea is pretty brilliant, but probably not feasible. We need a picture of ourselves tied to railroad tracks with our wedding date on the rope. An evil villain with a moustache in the background and a train bearing down on us. Save the Date! Get it. Get it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We love puns. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-6287938783461835795?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/6287938783461835795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=6287938783461835795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/6287938783461835795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/6287938783461835795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/01/save.html' title='Save the . . .'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SWOX-tt3fOI/AAAAAAAAAC8/KMVaOjDmGZM/s72-c/railroad.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-2976418766230072951</id><published>2009-01-04T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:19:15.335-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reception venue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding angst'/><title type='text'>Back to the Drawing Board</title><content type='html'>Well, folks, don't rush to purchase your carnival masks for our wedding. This is apparently not nice enough for the wedding of their eldest daughter. Why not? I mean who doesn't want to have a wedding reception in an old outdoor bumper car pavilion in the middle of a DC summer with no air conditioning? Balloon animals? Carousel rides? My parents simply don't have our vision. Also it's 45 minutes from where the ceremony is taking place. Unreasonable! But this is our reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that this isn't exactly unexpected. But I am holding onto the hope that there is a middle ground, that we can find a place that's fun and relaxed but also sufficiently respectable for the 'rents. Any suggestions for venues in the northern VA/DC area that accomodates 250-300 people would be greatly appreciated. Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-2976418766230072951?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/2976418766230072951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=2976418766230072951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/2976418766230072951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/2976418766230072951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-to-drawing-board.html' title='Back to the Drawing Board'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-1596047339542897763</id><published>2009-01-02T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T13:43:55.618-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reception venue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family and friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>Helloooo 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy New Year, everyone! I have many happy news to report. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I'm officially 29 years old. Whoa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. We have a potential reception site and date! WHOA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SV6A6x0iaHI/AAAAAAAAACU/3xyVAjoaNIw/s1600-h/December+2008+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286804759874005106" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SV6A6x0iaHI/AAAAAAAAACU/3xyVAjoaNIw/s200/December+2008+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SV6DA16rfrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/tJnwJ1i0CN0/s1600-h/December+2008+068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286807063075978930" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SV6DA16rfrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/tJnwJ1i0CN0/s200/December+2008+068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SV6CIr2sQbI/AAAAAAAAACk/nO0HXFiis9c/s1600-h/December+2008+064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286806098302222770" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SV6CIr2sQbI/AAAAAAAAACk/nO0HXFiis9c/s200/December+2008+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Bumper Car Pavilion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SV6CJD6yjCI/AAAAAAAAACs/jN4_bG5dDNU/s1600-h/December+2008+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286806104761863202" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SV6CJD6yjCI/AAAAAAAAACs/jN4_bG5dDNU/s200/December+2008+059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SV6CILmSdMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Pt8THXYJc3o/s1600-h/December+2008+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286806089643488450" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SV6CILmSdMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Pt8THXYJc3o/s200/December+2008+061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Inside the pavilion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having our wedding reception at an old-school amusement park really appeals to our sense of aesthetics. &lt;a href="http://www.glenechopark.org/"&gt;Glen Echo Park &lt;/a&gt;is a really fun place. We took swing dancing lessons there a few years ago. Anyway we've reserved the Bumper Car Pavilion for last Saturday in June 2010. All the other weekends in June were already booked! And we thought we were being so clever by giving ourselves more time to plan. Oh well. Anyway we are contacting the caterers and getting proposals so depending on what we get from them, we will sign the contract with Glen Echo in two weeks. Woohoo! Keeping our fingers crossed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. We got good grades this semester which means that after the wedding we will have a reasonably comfortable future, or at least paying jobs. Here's hoping this continues as the planning gets a bit more involved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. We have been blessed by so many things this past year, and we got to see lots of people who make our lives wonderful. Tons of people came up to New York for FP's surprise 30th birthday party. We got to hang out with the CA cousins over Thanksgiving weekend. We saw Grandma and the Fl dynamic duo, my aunt and uncle from Cambodia, the cousin gang in VA, new babies, cute dogs, and old friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are defiintely looking forward to what the new year will bring, and we wish you all many happy tidings as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-1596047339542897763?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/1596047339542897763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=1596047339542897763' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/1596047339542897763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/1596047339542897763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2009/01/helloooo-2009.html' title='Helloooo 2009!'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SV6A6x0iaHI/AAAAAAAAACU/3xyVAjoaNIw/s72-c/December+2008+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-5162360170581341397</id><published>2008-12-17T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T15:08:02.386-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny love songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>That's your wedding song?</title><content type='html'>A while back, FP and I were driving around and a cheesy song came on the radio, which of course got us thinking about our wedding and what we would dance to. We came up with mostly funny, inappropriate ones. Unfortunately, we weren't really keeping track of the gems we came up with (we seriously do not pay nearly enough attention to our comic genius selves). Now, however, we came up with an idea to make mixed CD of all the wedding songs that didn't make the cut. So I'm on the lookout for songs that maybe, are sort of love songs, but if you listen to it, it's really not appropriate to play a wedding, or are just plain funny slow-tempo songs. This is our list so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never Give Your Heart Away Completely, by Carlton and the Shoes&lt;br /&gt;Every Breath You Take, by the Police&lt;br /&gt;Crash Into Me, by Dave Matthews Band&lt;br /&gt;Something Stupid, by Nancy Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;Get It On, by T-Rex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any other suggestions out there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-5162360170581341397?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/5162360170581341397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=5162360170581341397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/5162360170581341397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/5162360170581341397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2008/12/thats-your-wedding-song.html' title='That&apos;s your wedding song?'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-8516828691951960412</id><published>2008-12-16T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T10:46:16.988-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington post'/><title type='text'>Please Don't Ever Use the Word Gorgeous Again</title><content type='html'>The other day, &lt;a href="http://2000dollarwedding.com/"&gt;Sara at $2000 Budget Wedding &lt;/a&gt;(which I feel is a little like my blog kindred spirit), posted &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/story/2008/12/12/ST2008121202820.html?sid=ST2008121202820&amp;amp;s_pos=list"&gt;an article from the Washington Post about wedding reality shows&lt;/a&gt;. I don't watch these shows (mostly because I don't have cable haha), but I found the last point of the article very insightful--that there is homogenizing pressure from our culture to remake ourselves in that majority-culture image of perfection. From letterpress personalized wedding stationery to base plates to THE dress, we are supposed to recognize weddings by these markers. I am constantly amazed and sort of frightened by the ingenuity and sheer focus of other brides on these items. I have never thought about publishing a bridesmaid newsletter, making bathroom-amenities baskets, decorations etc. I don't really feel guilty about not caring about these things, but I am not immune to the mania. I've been to many weddings, and the only thing I remember from most of them is that everyone there really loved the couple and that was what made them so much fun. Yet, I still find myself scouring the web for remarkable, unique venues (piers at the National Harbor, anyone?) and wondering if I will have time with my classes and internship to learn how to sew and make fabric-covered wedding programs. Even if you don't buy the messages from the "wedding-industrial-complex," you are still obsessing about the details of your wedding. You find yourself writing a blog. Knowing perfectly well that after the wedding, you will realize that most of these things were not that important, no one else cared as much about these details as you did, and all the things you worried about beforehand didn't amount to much in the end. We are funny, ironic beings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-8516828691951960412?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/8516828691951960412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=8516828691951960412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/8516828691951960412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/8516828691951960412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2008/12/please-dont-ever-use-word-gorgeous.html' title='Please Don&apos;t Ever Use the Word Gorgeous Again'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-7603503349332518269</id><published>2008-12-12T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:31:29.040-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cambodian wedding pictures'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Pictures of a Cambodian Wedding Ceremony</title><content type='html'>I found &lt;a href="http://augiechangphotography.blogspot.com/2008/10/karolyn-patricks-cambodian-wedding.html"&gt;this photographer's blog&lt;/a&gt;. Augie Chang is based in San Francisco, and shot a Cambodian wedding in October 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* so pretty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-7603503349332518269?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/7603503349332518269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=7603503349332518269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/7603503349332518269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/7603503349332518269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2008/12/beautiful-pictures-of-cambodian-wedding.html' title='Beautiful Pictures of a Cambodian Wedding Ceremony'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-6024688444551569345</id><published>2008-12-12T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:20:45.292-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='managing family'/><title type='text'>Finding Meaning in Crowds</title><content type='html'>Like many of you, we really envisioned our wedding as an intimate, low-key affair. But this is before you start making a guest list, or more importantly, before your parents start making a guest list. I think maybe this is when you realize what a big deal it is to get married (though I suspect there will be more whoa-this-is-a-big-honking-deal moments). Because clearly your dad is not inviting 300 people just to watch you prance around in a big white dress. We are happy that our parents are so excited for us and so proud of our decision to choose each other that they want to include the entire world in their joy. But of course, there are limits and trying to determine those limits is daunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel very schizophrenic about guest lists. I don't mind a big party (I am the daughter of Cambodian socialites), &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SULgMhOSvJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/OU46VRliDho/s1600-h/dancing+4+at+ccd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279028218913012882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SULgMhOSvJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/OU46VRliDho/s200/dancing+4+at+ccd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but the thought of having to make small talk with so many people sort of nauseates me. I want our wedding to include the communities that have nurtured our parents and us, but I don't want our relationship and our personalities to get lost in the necessary coordination of so many guests. I also don't want to bankrupt my parents (inexplicably they seem unconcerned about this possibility).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think a lot of people just make those tough cuts. Sorry, lady-who-gave-birth-to-my-favorite-cousin, you're out. But we sort of feel like this is a moment for sharing, not for playing team captain and choosing members for your team. So I want to have my cake and eat it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a large guest list dominates your budget. So basically I'm looking for affordable ways to add detail here and there that will speak to our commitment to each other, to the profundity of our decision to love each other for the rest of our lives, a&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SULgjD4q9WI/AAAAAAAAAB8/IESWtBI5R3A/s1600-h/dancing+2+at+ccd.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nd to the fact that we are deeply deeply goofy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SULg48gqotI/AAAAAAAAACE/573jHsU3w7I/s1600-h/dancing+with+chris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279028982152078034" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SULg48gqotI/AAAAAAAAACE/573jHsU3w7I/s200/dancing+with+chris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this possible? You tell me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(all images are mine, from a fundraiser for the Cambodian Community Day organization that my parents run. I told you that they're socialites, right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SULg48gqotI/AAAAAAAAACE/573jHsU3w7I/s1600-h/dancing+with+chris.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-6024688444551569345?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/6024688444551569345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=6024688444551569345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/6024688444551569345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/6024688444551569345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2008/12/finding-meaning-in-crowds.html' title='Finding Meaning in Crowds'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SULgMhOSvJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/OU46VRliDho/s72-c/dancing+4+at+ccd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-5417924277917095349</id><published>2008-12-10T21:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:21:14.551-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>Wholesale Flowers</title><content type='html'>Do I have a date yet? No, are you kidding?&lt;br /&gt;Do I have a venue? No way.&lt;br /&gt;Do I know what dress to wear? What? I have to wear a dress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am doing a lot of research on many other things, like flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SULz7QQ9d2I/AAAAAAAAACM/1HaxVstS0Zo/s1600-h/engagement+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279049912535578466" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SULz7QQ9d2I/AAAAAAAAACM/1HaxVstS0Zo/s200/engagement+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (my engagement roses)&lt;/p&gt;See, I like flowers. I think they're pretty and smell nice. FP agrees. But we don't want to spend a fortune on them because well, they die, and as long as they're not dying, well, they sort of look the same to us. So grocery/Costco/wholesale flowers are totally the way to go for us. However, since I am not a florist and as I mentioned above, I can't tell flowers apart, I had no idea what kind of flowers I should be considering for the wedding. And so I have found &lt;a href="http://freshroses.com/"&gt;freshroses.com&lt;/a&gt;. They grow their own flowers, have tons of helpful information about doing the flowers yourself, including pictures and lists of flowers according to month (brilliant!), and they seem to have a real sense of humor. I support that. They're based in CA so I'm not sure if I will end up using them in our wedding, but I thought I'd pass along the website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I planning our wedding in the most haphazard way? Perhaps. But this is how I get to have fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-5417924277917095349?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/5417924277917095349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=5417924277917095349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/5417924277917095349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/5417924277917095349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2008/12/wholesale-flowers.html' title='Wholesale Flowers'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/SULz7QQ9d2I/AAAAAAAAACM/1HaxVstS0Zo/s72-c/engagement+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-2760586646843404454</id><published>2008-12-10T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:17:03.800-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coping with wedding planning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship stress'/><title type='text'>Keeping it real with that other person who's also getting married on your wedding day</title><content type='html'>For some reason I thought that knowing someone for going on 9 years and navigating a relationship through breakups, the Peace Corps, and life in New York City would make this planning business be a piece of cake. Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our conversations go like this:&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey! Look at this gingham-patterned padded invitation! It's so cute and country.&lt;br /&gt;FP (uh, foreign prince, of course): uh, okay&lt;br /&gt;Me: What! You don't like it. I can't believe you're forcing me to get married in such a lame way.&lt;br /&gt;FP: uh, what?&lt;br /&gt;Me: It's okay. I still want to marry you.&lt;br /&gt;FP: uh, I'm glad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we have different tastes. Sort of. Actually I've realized that the issue is not that we disagree, but that I have this unrealistic notion that we need to always be in sync because if we disagree, it means that our wedding will be worse for it. And I'll be honest, when I say in sync, I mean doing it my way. An equal partnership is actually what I am seeking and requires work, so here is my mantra, which I will be repeating many times throughout this whole process: let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, any tips on actually keeping it real with your hubby-to-be would be greatly appreciated. Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-2760586646843404454?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/2760586646843404454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=2760586646843404454' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/2760586646843404454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/2760586646843404454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2008/12/keeping-it-real-with-that-other-person.html' title='Keeping it real with that other person who&apos;s also getting married on your wedding day'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-4087470101507964034</id><published>2008-12-09T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:56:50.378-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clearance deals'/><title type='text'>Now we just need a date.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://weddingshop.theknot.com/weddingwarehouse/ProductPage.aspx?scId=Clearance(KnotShop)&amp;amp;pId=P1668(KnotShop)&amp;amp;cId=Clearance(KnotShop)&amp;amp;cTypF=CL"&gt;TheKnot is on clearance!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six words: snow globe save-the-date magnets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277896339009202226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST7awb_6aDI/AAAAAAAAABk/HkSMULYi9Go/s320/snowglobe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-4087470101507964034?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/4087470101507964034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=4087470101507964034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/4087470101507964034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/4087470101507964034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2008/12/now-we-just-need-date.html' title='Now we just need a date.'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST7awb_6aDI/AAAAAAAAABk/HkSMULYi9Go/s72-c/snowglobe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-1295037778539747297</id><published>2008-12-09T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:56:14.326-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Khmer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cambodian'/><title type='text'>This is What a Cambodian Feminist Looks Like</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST6xSSuNxcI/AAAAAAAAABc/gKYxKcgaDvg/s1600-h/ccd006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277850741146240450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST6xSSuNxcI/AAAAAAAAABc/gKYxKcgaDvg/s320/ccd006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I spend an inordinate amount of time looking at wedding inspiration boards that I will never pull off (ehem, &lt;a href="http://snippetandink.blogspot.com/"&gt;Snippet &amp;amp; Ink&lt;/a&gt;, ohhh so beautiful). So perhaps I should give you guys an idea of &lt;a href="http://www.cambodiancommunityday.org/Gallery/CCD2008/ccd_bn00154"&gt;what I will be subjected to&lt;/a&gt;. The golden couple? That will me and my beloved. Blingity-bling-bling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cambodian (Khmer) wedding ceremony is based on the&lt;a href="http://www.khmerinstitute.org/culture/wedding/wed2a.html"&gt; myth about Cambodia's origin&lt;/a&gt;. The basic story: foreign prince sees &lt;em&gt;naga&lt;/em&gt; princess, falls in love, accomplishes the necessary challenges to marry her, and papa&lt;em&gt; naga&lt;/em&gt; swallows the sea and gives Cambodia to the couple as a present. Thus, the royal dress, the myriad attendants, and goooold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really that reluctant to jump into jewels. After all, perhaps I can get my foreign prince to accomplish the necessary challenge of scrubbing the bathtub before marrying me, and I'm really hoping that the sea my dad swallows will reveal an awesome condo in NYC. But these, I know, are true myths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that our wedding will link us to centuries of ancestors and stories, but it does make for more complicated planning and an exhausting day. And I have some modifications: Groom's procession to the house with a band of musicians--yes. Counting of the flowers and presents to calculate dowry--NO. Blessing from married couples--yes. Changing my outfit multiple time so that guests can see what a versatile dresser I am--no. Knot-tying ceremony--yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will these modifications make my mother cry? Quite possibly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're interested in learning more, my dad wrote a pamphlet about &lt;a href="http://www.cambodiancommunityday.org/ccd_publications.php"&gt;Khmer customs&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-1295037778539747297?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/1295037778539747297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=1295037778539747297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/1295037778539747297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/1295037778539747297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-what-cambodian-feminist-looks.html' title='This is What a Cambodian Feminist Looks Like'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST6xSSuNxcI/AAAAAAAAABc/gKYxKcgaDvg/s72-c/ccd006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3559935611981022252.post-6327975993474211944</id><published>2008-12-08T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:21:56.393-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beginning'/><title type='text'>Welcome to the Insanity</title><content type='html'>I am, of course, exaggerating. I feel pretty certain that this process is no more insane than any other, but I'm an attention seeker so there you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never written a blog before. Blogging came of age while I was boiling my own drinking water in the Peace Corps, and I continue to be amazed at how two years out of culture can really you set back. Things that confuse me: ipod playlists, camera phones, poufy skirts, and Miley Cyrus. But that's probably another blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway why am I here? Many reasons.&lt;br /&gt;1. CPP (the ONE) has acquired that "oh god, she's ranting again" look. So this is a way for me to express myself without hurting or annoying the ones I love.&lt;br /&gt;2. Maybe someone out there has some solutions to the questions:&lt;br /&gt;Can you make your wedding your own and still respect your parents and where you came from?&lt;br /&gt;Do you really have to have a color scheme?&lt;br /&gt;If people are wearing tuxes, can you still serve fried chicken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really I'm hoping to find some perspective on this whole wedding thing. Because you tell yourself again and again that you know what's important ( I get to marry my true life partner, and this makes me the luckiest person in the world), but as soon as you start to research venues, catering, dresses, flowers, music, photographers, the important stuff gets buried. And if letting it all out here helps me remember the good stuff when I'm with my loved ones, then that is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome. Thank you for joining me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3559935611981022252-6327975993474211944?l=chendabride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/feeds/6327975993474211944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3559935611981022252&amp;postID=6327975993474211944' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/6327975993474211944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3559935611981022252/posts/default/6327975993474211944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chendabride.blogspot.com/2008/12/welcome-to-insanity.html' title='Welcome to the Insanity'/><author><name>ChendaBride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13036236734592511220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UesQ6k6vLGk/ST3C3tHIG8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/H42gyA-TW1w/S220/Lucia+y+Edu+visitan+America+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
