7.10.2008

Cast Your Fears Away

I found this fantastic wedding captured by Our Labor of Love, via Meg from A Practical Wedding. Meg already did a great job wording the feelings invoked in me when I first saw the pics, so I won't repeat them, but I just can't resist sharing this with you all. This wedding has all the good stuff great weddings are made of, and then some.
Fabulous details:
an excited bride:
a dashing groom: gorgeous dresses: a fun cast:plus a suh-weet cast!
I personally look forward to all the unexpected things that will happen at our wedding. They usually make great photo ops and fun stories that stick out much more in people's minds than the food and the favors. To make that memory a fond one, I think it takes the right attittude. In my worst wedding nightmare, I picture pouring rain and a drunk creepy uncle grabbing my behind during a dance. Is it bad that I swear I will go stomping in the mud in the dress I don't care about anyway, and kick him in the nads in front of everyone, with a smile? (Don't worry, no one at our wedding will expect anything less from me)

More pics from this wedding can be found here

7.09.2008

Strawed

As someone who considers herself relatively levelheaded, organized, tolerant, and not big on drama, I never guessed that planning a wedding would be this taxing. I mean, of course I realized there are lots to do. But armed with nearly 2 years of planning time along with having a super helpful and considerate fiancé, I would never have thought the making of this happy event can bring me to tears at all, let alone often.

I have never dreamed of weddings before getting engaged. I was actually not expecting to ever be married before the mister popped the question. Naturally, I have no expectations for our wedding to be a perfect day or the best day of our lives. With such little room for disappointment, you'd think wedding planning would be cake. But nope! There's no cake, no frosting, not even a cupcake liner. I stress constantly about the to-do list, and I freak out every time someone makes the tiniest request. It's as if the bling on my finger has transformed me into this crybaby that even I don't recognize.

What is my problem?! I am generally pretty understanding and capable of letting things go. Has this ‘Bride’ title filled me with a false sense of importance, resulting in selfishness and resentment? Am I nitpicking at everyone and everything because my expectations have risen with the 'Bride' status? Am I that bride who thinks it's all about me? Why am I not my usual self laughing off the criticism and be thrilled that everyone wants to bring extra guests to celebrate with us? I conferred with the future hubby, and he broke it down for me. The main source of my stress does not stem from a big bride ego. Rather, it comes from our pursuit of other people’s happiness and their strength in numbers.

It isn’t that I can’t jump over hurdles, it is that I have a hard time with 836 of them in a row. Of course I can accommodate Aunt Gayle's request to play a certain song at the reception, and order cousin Larry marshmallows for the chocolate fountain. They are important to us and we want to make them happy. But we have so many uncles, aunts, and cousins, not to mention pretty much every non-family member there is a close friend. The thing is, when we order the marshmallows for Larry, we must also order graham crackers for Lou, and strawberries for Lisa, plus bananas for Lyle. Oh but Logan doesn't like any of those items, or anything else our vendor offers.

Then you add comments (usually with disagreeing tones) like 'Oh you're gonna use THIS?', 'You're skipping THAT?', 'You're having WHO do WHAT?', 'You're setting this up WHERE?', 'You're gonna make it HOW?', 'It's going to cost me HOW MUCH to do this with you? I have no problem letting any of these roll of my back, especially when most of them come from good intentions of people with genuine concerns regarding what they think is in our best interest. But when you multiply these by the number of guests and again by the number of days to worry about it all, the weight sitting on the shoulders becomes tremendous, and the next straw really can break the camel's back.

We realize we cannot make everyone completely happy, and it isn't our goal. But since we're only inviting those closest to us and they are the reasons we're having a wedding at all, their opinion matters! Many of them think of this as an event for them as much as it is for us. When it's their one time to be the mother of the bride or the best man standing by his best bud, they feel entitled to change things and invite people because of their significant roles, and their feelings of entitlement often negate consideration for us ("coz you know, it is just ONE request and I AM the matron of honor"). While we're grateful for these stake holders, we sometimes wonder how much is left in us to fulfill the next orders.

Can we put our foot down and say no he can't do that or no she can't bring him? Sure. Will it be worth it to make our lives easier by hurting their feelings? No. It isn't that we're not getting what we want, because what we want is to do this for our love ones. In a lot of ways, we have accepted that this is about them, and not us. While this is a large load to bear, we always come back to the fact that we have each other to share the weight with, making us not only lucky but also strong enough to take it all on. We believe that this day will become a wonderful memory not only for us, but for most of those we love. This, with time, will be enough to mend the stress scars and relationship scuffs.

'Focus on what's most important - the celebration of your marriage.' I hear this often, and it truly is advice much easier given than followed. I have not forgotten for one minute that it's about he and I, but he and I are not without ties, to people and things outside of us. It is those things and people that make us who we are, from being good children to wanting matching escort cards. We will press on with the planning doing what we can for our guests, and we have faith that they will be just as forgiving when we fall short. We will move forth with our quirky details because they show who we are. We will hope for a good hair day, wish for smooth execution, and pray for good weather. Most importantly, we will definitely, dance the night away.

7.08.2008

Optimus-tic

I love weddings with unusual elements that show off the couple's personalities and interests. They often bring in the fun and the funky that make a wedding feel personal and true. After all, the people coming to your wedding should (at least mostly) be people who enjoy and appreciate the real you, right?

I suppose there are times and places where a level of formality is necessary or expected, and to many people wedding is one of those. For that reason, I didn't get a lot of buy-ins for my over abundant non-standard-issued ideas at the beginning stages of wedding planning. I learned though, that those who love you, stick around for your crazy @$$ regardless of how ridiculous they sometimes think you are.

Case in point - despite having known my unconventional ways for 17 years, the MOH shook her head with disapproval when I told her about the ring pillow alternative I wanted:
(Image Source)

My response to the head shaking was probably something that made it much worse like 'Well, he has red on him! Matches the wedding! And he's OPTIMUS! He can protect our rings! He's the leader of the Autobots, and he DID save our planet you know. And look at his legs! They have flames! Flames are HAWT!'

The truth is, I've always had a bit of a crush on Optimus. One of the only toys I remember playing with growing up belongs to my brother, a (at the time seemed) gigantic Optimus Prime robot that transforms into a battle station AND a truck with trailer. And today, I still have a few Transformer toys around the house.

With the help of the recent movie, our ring bearer (the mister's nephew) is plenty familiar with Optimus Prime and loves to play with my Transformers when he comes over. Though his handsome little self can definitely make any ol' ring pillow look good, I think the smile on his face will be much brighter if he gets to hold Optimus instead. On top of that, OP's appearance will not only make some rockin' pictures, but may also make my brother (the ultimate Transformers fan) a little proud. And just as a bonus, when the little one grows up, there is no doubt that I will forever be remembered as the cool aunt with the fresh wedding hookup.

So when I was on the hunt for the perfect Optimus (he had to be nice and big, have to actually transform...etc.), who took me to the toy store? Yup, the MOH. I'd like to think that I've shown her the light about my style of personalization, but the fact probably is that she's wise beyond her years and know to 'accept what you cannot change'. With hers and my brother's help, I now have this baby sitting on top of my pile of wedding crap.


Now all that is left to figure out is HOW to get Optimus to hold the rings with some dignity. Ribbon around his neck just ain't gonna fly and I am not sewing him a mini pillow with an Autobot symbol.

Before I go, I shall also share my Somethin' Blue - Optimus Prime temporary tattoos (one for the mister and one for me. That's right, for better or for worse baby, and I ain't down with being the only one blue!), mine will probably go on my ankle.

7.07.2008

Brewing Wishes

The wish bowl concept is nothing new, and here is ours, we just used a pot instead. Teapot, to be exact:
Note cards in a teapot just didn't make much sense, so I had to make these:
These faux teabag are made with vellum - folded and glued to imitate teabags, with red metallic confetti inside, stapled to a string with a tag attached to the other end. Those tags are printed with our monogram on one side, and a blank space on the other. Below the space it reads 'Custom Blend'. Guests are to write their name in that blank space to label their own custom blend of wishes, and then write in their wishes on the vellum 'teabag' part. And yes, if anyone is wondering, they were an enormous pain in the @$$ to make.

Wish filled faux teabag are to be placed in the glass teapot for collection:
Cost Breakdown:
  • Glass Teapot - $14.39 from Cost Plus (after I used this coupon from Mrs.CB)
  • Black Metal scrolly easel for sign - $1.00 from Dollar Tree
  • Gold Pillar Candle Holders (holding flowers instead) - $1.00 ea. from Ikea (holiday mark down from $12.99)
  • Red Silk Ranunculus - $1.00 ea. from Pier 1 @ 75% off clearance, same ones from my centerpieces
  • Teapot Stand, Sushi Plate, and Soup Bowls are stuff I have lying around the house
  • Paper (for sign and tags), confetti, string, ribbon, red beans, black pens - $7 (if that)
  • TOTAL - $26.39

Oh and you may notice that the instruction sign says 'Drink Menu' on awkward white paper, that's because it's the only sign I have right now and it's just a mock up. We're still working on the wording for all the actual signs, and the mister chipped in and got me started with this:

Our Wish Bowl is here in place of a guest book.

If you would like to leave us a note, feel free to do so here.

All that you have to do is sign one of our ‘tea bags’.

Please put your name on the tag and write your message on the bag.

Don’t forget to put your message in the tea pot!

(below the instructions we'll attach an example wish tag filled out with name and wish)


I like keeping the instructions simple and clear to minimize confusion, at the same time it'd be nice to come up with something clever. I'm all out of brain juice so if anyone have suggestions, feel free to toss it my way!

7.03.2008

Gummy, Bacon, and American

One of the most interesting results of the union between the mister and I, is our integration into each other's families. We are fortunate that even though it took a bit of warming up from both sides at the beginning, we do get along with each others' supporting casts rather well.

We're both sort of a novelty to the other's circles, with neither of our families having members outside our own race. For him, the challenge lied in getting used to the food and all the fingers pointing at him amongst the Chinese conversation. He got lucky, however, since his quick pick up of the game of mahjong won over just about everyone in a snap.

I thought in the beginning that it would be easy for me to fit in with his crowd, since I grew up with friends covering the entire rainbow. Turns out, however, that while I have always embraced and adjusted easily to different environments, the diverse environment had always embraced and adjusted in return. Oh how I missed what I didn't even realize I had, until it was gone...

The mister's friends and family are not at all unaccommodating. For the most part they are an educated and understanding group, comprehend the idea that people are just people, and that Americans include folks from many races. Somehow though, perhaps due to the lack of diversity in their smaller town, recognizing that I am as American as they are prove to be difficult.

I call it the gummy bacon theory - the package reads gummy, your friends tell you it's gummy, reviews even rave 'yummy!'... but the concept can be difficult for you if you have only had gummy in the shapes of bears and worms. Understandably, when you put it in your mouth, you swear you taste bacon for a split second until reality takes over. The gummy bacon, no matter how good, will somehow always lack the authenticity of the real gummy.

It doesn't look like gummy, just as I don't look American, according to some people's image libraries. Due to this, I get explanations that start with 'well even if you WERE American...' or be chased down by FMIL telling me that having your picture taken is 'an American thing' when I react with my usual camera shyness. When corrected with the fact that I AM American, the reaction is 'I know that... well, you know what I mean'. And I do know what they mean - that I am Chinese-American, with all the rights and privileges of the regular American that I am not. Though this sounds rather negative, I do also recognize that within 'what they mean', there are no intentions of put down nor is there negative association. It's not that they have anything against gummy or bacon, it's just hard for them to instinctively accept one looking like the other.

I am on no mission to change their minds, especially with such slim chance for success. They will adjust more to me as time goes by, as I will with them, and as we already have been. I do not need to prove to anyone the American that I am, nor how proud I am to be one. On this fourth of July, I will once again celebrate how far this wonderful country of mine has come, and have faith that it will go much further in and past my lifetime in this long road ahead.

Happy Indenpendence Day All!

P.S. Totally unrelated here but here are the earrings I made for this 4th of July. I love them. :)

(click on image to enlarge)

7.02.2008

Beauty AND Brains

Reader Guilty Secret pulls off the bridal look amazingly well in this bridesmaid dress, doesn't she? Oh yeah, you heard right, bridesmaid dress. Pure geniusness. Details on her big triumph is shown on her post HERE.

Special thanks to Riley for the lead ;)

7.01.2008

This Little Light of Mine, I'm Gonna Let It Shine!

You know how amusement parks and fairs always have vendors selling light up stuff of all sorts after dark, from neon glow sticks to blinking yo-yos? Yeah, I was one of those kids who got to envy everyone else's glow instead of enjoying it first hand. Practicality was taught at a young age in my family, and the ROI of glowing items just don't quite make the cut with such short lived glory. While the lesson was well learned, it must have left me with a bit of a void, which I am apparently trying to fill by ordering enough glowing thingbobs to make up for my entire childhood.

Let me present to you, the glowing ice cube (in tea, of course):
(and again under less glorious lighting)

The cubes will be served with signature drinks once it gets dark. It will be great fun to be sipping on a glowing drink and resolve my childhood issues under the stars at our outdoor evening reception. We also feel it will contribute to the fun atmosphere we're trying to create. The map will tell guests to ask for a siggy drink after dark at the bar 'for an extra sparkle', as will the drink menu at the bar. The drinks are currently named: 1) Light Up My Life, and 2) Sparkle in Your Eye.

Now as for the the siggy drinks themselves, they are still TBD. The idea is to have 2, one of them non-alcoholic. There are currently 3 candidates for the non-alcoholic spot:

  1. Original Arnold Palmer (Iced Tea & Lemonade) - our regular favorite drink
  2. GT Arnold Palmer (Green Tea & Lemonade)
  3. Sparkling Green Tea Ginger Ale

Since our venue does not have license to serve hard alcohol, our other siggy drink can only be mixed with wine or champagne. Sangrias would be great but it's just too much work. So we're considering a spritzer of some sort, or more likely a champagne mixed with cranberry or pomegranate juice (for the red).


Anyone else suffering the restriants of the beer & wine only rule in creating signature drinks? Or have suggestions for other good and simple options before we conduct our taste test?