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Marriage Monday - Arrival and Entrance to Reception

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Late again. Sorry! We got to Eastland Suites and had a pic with the limo. (Woot!) Then we lined up outside of the double doors and awaited our entrance into the reception.  It was nice to be in the little lobby area for a minute because they were playing our pre-determined cocktail hour songs. (Well, duh!) But it just felt fun because it was actually happening. After choosing the songs and figuring out in what order they should be played and putting them on a cd, they were actually being played. And I said to Philip, "Awe... it's this song. This is such a good song." And the reception was about to start. After so much planning, the party was happening. And then all of a sudden I heard the intro to the song "Celebrate Good Times" and for a moment I freaked out. I said, "This isn't the right song!" And the wedding coordinator at Eastland Suites calmed me down by saying, "No, no... he's just trying to get everyone's attent

New Jerb

For awhile I've been thinking about getting a second job. We're trying to save more money for a down payment while also paying off credit card bills and anything extra will be helpful. A couple of weeks ago I phone interviewed for a merchandiser position with American Greetings and then I had an in-person "interview," which was essentially her saying, "Welcome to the team," which was exactly what I wanted her to say, because--honestly--I want my second job to be as easy as possible. This little job means that I'm going into stores that carry the cards, straightening them, and putting out and ordering products. I've done a lot of training online, but this past Wednesday and today were my first days actually working in a store. I must say that I am not a huge fan. I have a few problems with the American Greetings company right off the cuff: Their cards are super expensive. I personally send a lot of cards (probably more than most people) and I h

Marriage Monday - Limo to Reception

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I've been in a bit of a funk lately, hence the reason why I'm behind on Marriage Monday. It was difficult to come up with a theme for every week until our one year anniversary, so bear with me on this one. It's lame. We had the Eastland Suites limo take us from the chapel to the reception. Unfortunately it wasn't big enough inside to fit everyone from our bridal party (even though our bridal party was small!). But we had myself and my groom, Michele, and the boys. We popped the champagne (both the bottle that I bought and the bottle that Eastland Suites gave us) and had a grand little time during our 10 minute drive. Luckily Michele had her phone with her and was able to take these pictures.

Marriage Monday - Evelyn Chapel

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The normal Marriage Monday programming is interrupted to give a little review of our wedding venue - Evelyn Chapel. Well, you all originally heard (read) the saga of the wedding venue. The general prerequisites for considering a space was that it was indoors, small(ish), and somewhat spiritually/religiously affiliated. Secondarily, we wanted a spot that was generally easy to get to from the interstate since literally every single one of the Philip's family members/friends was coming from out of town. After sending a lot of email inquiries and visiting Evelyn Chapel and Calvary United Methodist Church, I knew I really had my heart set on the chapel. Though it wasn't the easiest to get to, it is what I wanted--simple, pretty, calm, and intimate. The planning process at Evelyn was great, though they do have a few rules to follow. The rules really make a simple service a requirement. Our little wedding planning helper (I can't remember her name--Emily, I think?

Marriage Monday - The Boys

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Four crazy men. Other Marriage Monday Stuff: We went to Cefcu on Friday to get pre-approval for a mortgage loan. Scary stuff. It was overwhelming; the good thing is we don't have to do anything if we don't want to. We should know by this Friday if we were approved or not. I just can't stop looking at houses. It's bad.