Since no one bothered to tell us wedding planning was so arduous, we are knee deep in it with only one way out- onwards and upwards!
Things on the agenda for the next year of planning:
Sign the Hall Rental Agreement
Finish RCIA Classes, so that we are officially considered Catholics
Begin and Finish Pre Canna Classes, so we are officially deemed fit to marry in a Catholic Church.
Pick out bridesmaids 2 & 3's dresses
Finish the Guest List
Make the Save The Dates (and mail them for that matter!)
Buy all the Decor piece by piece from Arts and Crafts stores (using weekly coupons too, mind you!)
Make a Logarithm related to the number of people coming multiplied by the amount of food per person, multiplied again by the cost of each dish, then find the tangent of the amount of alcohol needed
Buy the products determined by the extensive logarithm
Figure out if, after everything, we can afford wedding rings!
And then all that's left is to get married! That shouldn't be too bad!
I probably should have started with what we have already accomplished:
I found the dress at Elegant Touch Bridal in Perry Hall. Thank you to Gerri and everyone there for helping me with my dress, The Juniors and MOH dresses, and my mom's dress. You Rock!
We found the tuxedos at Horton's House in Highlandtown. My dad thinks he is wearing a "Pimp Hat." We shall see, but be prepared for other stellar costumes for the guys!
We are (almost) all set to sign the contract for the big hall at the VFW, Post 6506. Thanks to Connie, Jesse, Pam, Mark, and my entire VFW and Auxiliary Family for helping to make this as pain free as possible.
I am working on rates for local hotels for those of you out of town, but they aren't posting them for next November yet. Stay tuned, and let me know if you would like me to look into a specific chain, or an area outside of the immediate vicinity of the VFW Hall.
Keep checking in, more info to come!
Monday, November 7, 2011
Friday, September 9, 2011
How We Met
Because I know you are all wondering how a Dreamy Romantic and a Disorganized Damsel meet in this big bad city, here's the skinny.
I had decided to start attending CCBC in order to get a real career path nailed down. In my first semester, I had this crazy idea that I didn't want to waste all my time on any given day in school, so i set up my schedule (without consulting a counselor) to include some morning, and evening and a weekend class. The evening class was Speech 101, required of anyone attending CCBC for any reason. I had a very colorful teacher who made the three hour long class a breeze. And that's where I made a few new friends.
Of the class, one gentleman, two ladies and myself decided to catch an adult beverage at a local bar after class one evening toward the end of the semester. The gentleman, here after referred to as MBL, invited Adam to join our merry party.
When Adam showed up, I sized him up. He was just tall enough and had sparkling white teeth; His voice was deep and he was wearing a crisp new baseball cap. He also had on a jacket with his name on it. Let me school you; when someone shows up in a work jacket with their name on it, it means they:
Have a job.
Are good at their job.
Have been at their job long enough to get personalized clothing.
All of the above were in Adam's favor. After a fun night of socializing we all parted ways. As Adam was walking me to my car, which was thankfully close to his car, I waited for him to ask for my number. And waited. And drew out the conversation. And dropped a few hints. And waited. Nothing.
At the next class, I realized I was not the only one interested in learning more about the Mysterious Mechanic. Another girl and I asked MBL if he would be so kind as to ask Adam if he were interested in talking to one of us.
MBL went to Adam and asked his opinion. Shocked, Adam asked why he didn't just give me his number right away. What a terrible wing man. MBL returned the next class and handed me Adam's number on a scrap of paper.
I texted. Nothing. I waited. Nothing. Then, after three days of waiting, I decided to call. Nothing. Literally, the number didn't exist. Was I really being dissed? I thought we were grown ups and he didn't have the decency to just say no thanks!? Really! The Nerve. I emailed MBL with a tempered similar response. he emailed back all apologies and said that Adam was standing right there. He replied with his number and we set up our first date.
Dead Freddy's in Parkville, quel romantic.
I had decided to start attending CCBC in order to get a real career path nailed down. In my first semester, I had this crazy idea that I didn't want to waste all my time on any given day in school, so i set up my schedule (without consulting a counselor) to include some morning, and evening and a weekend class. The evening class was Speech 101, required of anyone attending CCBC for any reason. I had a very colorful teacher who made the three hour long class a breeze. And that's where I made a few new friends.
Of the class, one gentleman, two ladies and myself decided to catch an adult beverage at a local bar after class one evening toward the end of the semester. The gentleman, here after referred to as MBL, invited Adam to join our merry party.
When Adam showed up, I sized him up. He was just tall enough and had sparkling white teeth; His voice was deep and he was wearing a crisp new baseball cap. He also had on a jacket with his name on it. Let me school you; when someone shows up in a work jacket with their name on it, it means they:
Have a job.
Are good at their job.
Have been at their job long enough to get personalized clothing.
All of the above were in Adam's favor. After a fun night of socializing we all parted ways. As Adam was walking me to my car, which was thankfully close to his car, I waited for him to ask for my number. And waited. And drew out the conversation. And dropped a few hints. And waited. Nothing.
At the next class, I realized I was not the only one interested in learning more about the Mysterious Mechanic. Another girl and I asked MBL if he would be so kind as to ask Adam if he were interested in talking to one of us.
MBL went to Adam and asked his opinion. Shocked, Adam asked why he didn't just give me his number right away. What a terrible wing man. MBL returned the next class and handed me Adam's number on a scrap of paper.
I texted. Nothing. I waited. Nothing. Then, after three days of waiting, I decided to call. Nothing. Literally, the number didn't exist. Was I really being dissed? I thought we were grown ups and he didn't have the decency to just say no thanks!? Really! The Nerve. I emailed MBL with a tempered similar response. he emailed back all apologies and said that Adam was standing right there. He replied with his number and we set up our first date.
Dead Freddy's in Parkville, quel romantic.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Why, Hello There!
If you are here its because you just can't get enough of Louise and Adam!
We created this blog in order to keep all interested parties informed about our Wedding Shenanigans. We have a lot to plan between now and November 17th, 2012 and we are hard at work! Intermittently we (Louise) will be posting dates, times, directions, contacts etc. for your general use.
Enjoy and thank you all for being a part of this!
We created this blog in order to keep all interested parties informed about our Wedding Shenanigans. We have a lot to plan between now and November 17th, 2012 and we are hard at work! Intermittently we (Louise) will be posting dates, times, directions, contacts etc. for your general use.
Enjoy and thank you all for being a part of this!
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
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