<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765</id><updated>2011-12-19T01:28:17.144-05:00</updated><category term='veil'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='paper'/><category term='weather'/><category term='exercise'/><category term='reflections'/><category term='photography'/><category term='organization'/><category term='dress'/><category term='DIY'/><category term='registry'/><category term='music'/><category term='shower'/><category term='reception'/><category term='website'/><category term='weddingbee'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='attire'/><category term='recap'/><category term='bridesmaid'/><category term='honeymoon'/><category term='florists'/><category term='jewelry'/><category term='bouquets'/><category term='rehearsal dinner'/><category term='travel'/><category term='tradition'/><category term='other weddings'/><category term='dancing'/><category term='software'/><category term='food'/><category term='us'/><category term='invitations'/><category term='colors'/><category term='guests'/><category term='WIC'/><category term='save the date'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='Cleveland'/><category term='ceremony'/><category term='engagement'/><title type='text'>Chess + Coffee</title><subtitle type='html'>and a wedding</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>189</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-7756181899245904561</id><published>2010-11-07T05:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T05:02:28.306-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bouquets'/><title type='text'>My favorite wedding post</title><content type='html'>More than two years after the wedding, the thing that stands out to me most among all of the small details (and posts about those things) was my &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/making-bouquets-is-really-easy-or-its.html"&gt;bouquet&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Learning that &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/making-bouquets-is-really-easy-or-its.html"&gt;making bouquets is really easy&lt;/a&gt; was a big stress-reliever, and I was really proud of how everything turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SEfmr-u3OFI/AAAAAAAABZA/DBYoglScTEg/s400/My+Bouquet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SEfmr-u3OFI/AAAAAAAABZA/DBYoglScTEg/s320/My+Bouquet.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only was I pleased with how it turned out on that day, but I've since gone on to make bouquets for the weddings of both of my brothers.&amp;nbsp; The time spent with each of my sister-in-laws the day before their weddings was truly special.&amp;nbsp; And my bouquet making skills, as you can see, improved with each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K wanted her bridesmaids to have very colorful bouquets, so we took all the flowers that looked good from the &lt;a href="http://www.northmarket.com/"&gt;North Market &lt;/a&gt;and Whole Foods to come up with these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ujb4CouUqsQ/TNZyD3LD-jI/AAAAAAAAAB8/8ST4a1zplSk/s1600/IMG_1606.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ujb4CouUqsQ/TNZyD3LD-jI/AAAAAAAAAB8/8ST4a1zplSk/s320/IMG_1606.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ujb4CouUqsQ/TNZxGBq8r5I/AAAAAAAAAB0/c3GgRSavCyY/s1600/IMG_1613.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ujb4CouUqsQ/TNZxGBq8r5I/AAAAAAAAAB0/c3GgRSavCyY/s320/IMG_1613.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I absolutely adored the bride's bouquet: hydrangea and calla lilies.&amp;nbsp; Gorgeous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ujb4CouUqsQ/TNZyRWTTd9I/AAAAAAAAACI/V5g5zhilV3c/s1600/IMG_1624.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ujb4CouUqsQ/TNZyRWTTd9I/AAAAAAAAACI/V5g5zhilV3c/s320/IMG_1624.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R wanted garden roses and hypericum berries, and arranged via a mail order supplier to get all of the flowers she needed.&amp;nbsp; These turned out the best yet.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ujb4CouUqsQ/TNZycvUow-I/AAAAAAAAACM/LF_28Ny363E/s1600/IMG_2595.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ujb4CouUqsQ/TNZycvUow-I/AAAAAAAAACM/LF_28Ny363E/s320/IMG_2595.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Absolutely stunning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ujb4CouUqsQ/TNZyPUPsXFI/AAAAAAAAACE/qNkEjOhEPmo/s1600/IMG_2596.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ujb4CouUqsQ/TNZyPUPsXFI/AAAAAAAAACE/qNkEjOhEPmo/s320/IMG_2596.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bouquets are an easy thing to spend a lot of money on, but you don't need to.&amp;nbsp; And the alternatives can be pretty aesthetically pleasing, if I do say so myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-7756181899245904561?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/7756181899245904561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=7756181899245904561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/7756181899245904561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/7756181899245904561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-favorite-wedding-post.html' title='My favorite wedding post'/><author><name>Ali N.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SEfmr-u3OFI/AAAAAAAABZA/DBYoglScTEg/s72-c/My+Bouquet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-3944324170436040370</id><published>2010-02-20T11:16:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T11:53:34.235-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other weddings'/><title type='text'>2009 Weddings: Columbus</title><content type='html'>Last year, Calvin and I attended 4 weddings of friends and family.  I've been meaning to share the pictures for awhile, but only recently have had time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First up: the wedding of &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/big-news.html"&gt;my brother and his lovely wife&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister-in-law really liked the &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-time-for-us.html"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt; that we took at &lt;a href="http://www.algebrateahouse.net/"&gt;Algebra&lt;/a&gt;, and also wanted to be able to sit down and get a bit to eat or drink before the reception started.  Cue &lt;a href="http://jenisicecreams.com/"&gt;Jeni's&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/S4AL9M1SFaI/AAAAAAAACfc/t4Zu0hWpy8g/s320/IMG_1602.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440361495908193698" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you not from Columbus, Ohio, Jeni's ice cream is the best.  Now, I know a lot of people say that about their favorite ice cream place, but how many of those places have flavors like goat cheese with figs?  Or wildberry lavender?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, the bridal party stopped in for some ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/S4AL9q_WR_I/AAAAAAAACfk/ntyfZ6yAwT0/s1600-h/IMG_1604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/S4AL9q_WR_I/AAAAAAAACfk/ntyfZ6yAwT0/s320/IMG_1604.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440361504003475442" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clearly Calvin took this picture, as that's me in the lower right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/S4AL94xZSlI/AAAAAAAACfs/zCeH6c_Jfg0/s1600-h/IMG_1608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/S4AL94xZSlI/AAAAAAAACfs/zCeH6c_Jfg0/s320/IMG_1608.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440361507703048786" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was a slight mishap with a missing family heirloom earring...that was quickly found.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/S4AL-JbA89I/AAAAAAAACf0/LSErwsp-gt8/s1600-h/IMG_1611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/S4AL-JbA89I/AAAAAAAACf0/LSErwsp-gt8/s320/IMG_1611.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440361512172581842" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two other bridesmaids waiting patiently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/S4AP08fyA1I/AAAAAAAACgc/sCj2f1wAeHA/s1600-h/IMG_1613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/S4AP08fyA1I/AAAAAAAACgc/sCj2f1wAeHA/s320/IMG_1613.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440365752130601810" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/S4APf0wBBbI/AAAAAAAACf8/5tTtfk1Jy18/s1600-h/IMG_1615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/S4APf0wBBbI/AAAAAAAACf8/5tTtfk1Jy18/s320/IMG_1615.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440365389273957810" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ice cream....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/S4APgpjfq4I/AAAAAAAACgM/pRMeb2J_WsE/s1600-h/IMG_1618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/S4APgpjfq4I/AAAAAAAACgM/pRMeb2J_WsE/s320/IMG_1618.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440365403448519554" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brother and sister-in-law have this one framed in their house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/S4APg5P4X5I/AAAAAAAACgU/2EV7J9xqwZU/s1600-h/IMG_1624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/S4APg5P4X5I/AAAAAAAACgU/2EV7J9xqwZU/s320/IMG_1624.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440365407661219730" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting in the alley to go into the reception hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All pictures were taken by Calvin or I with a small, pocket-sized camera.&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/8713302916550130765-3944324170436040370?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/3944324170436040370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=3944324170436040370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/3944324170436040370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/3944324170436040370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2010/02/2009-weddings-columbus.html' title='2009 Weddings: Columbus'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/S4AL9M1SFaI/AAAAAAAACfc/t4Zu0hWpy8g/s72-c/IMG_1602.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-999816406534506938</id><published>2009-09-11T09:12:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T09:28:42.969-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='registry'/><title type='text'>The wedding gift that changed our life</title><content type='html'>We've been married for almost a year and a half.  In that time, we've found a lot of uses for some of the items for which we registered.  The plates, glasses, cups, flatware- use them every day.  The pots and pans, most days in a week.  The mixer, about once a week.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But none of those things really changed our life.  We did just fine without them- our life isn't any different because we got them; prettier, perhaps, since everything matches, but it didn't change things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is one gift that we got, however, that has really changed the way we do things around our house.  It wasn't on our registry, and was actually a shower gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 411px; height: 475px;" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0028610105.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/How-Cook-Everything-Simple-Recipes/dp/0028610105"&gt;How to Cook Everything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is our go to cookbook, for just about everything.  My mom's go to cookbook was McCall's, and we have a Joy of Cooking, but this is really the one that teaches you how to cook, in plain english, with items you already have in the cupboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Favorite recipes include ice cream (best Christmas present last year was the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/KitchenAid-KICA0WH-Cream-Maker-Attachment/dp/B0002IES80"&gt;Kitchenaid mixer attachment&lt;/a&gt;), pizza dough (a doubled recipe makes enough for 3 pizza stone sized pizzas, and keeps in the freezer), and crackers.  Yes, crackers.  For really cheap (like, 20 cents cheap) and 15 minutes time, you can have amazing homemade crackers.  They are Calvin's specialty, and he makes them all the time.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've given the cookbook to every member of our families, and talk about it whenever cooking comes up.  It is that fantastic.  And who knew that a cookbook could change your life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What was your most useful wedding gift?  And what is your favorite cookbook?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-999816406534506938?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/999816406534506938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=999816406534506938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/999816406534506938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/999816406534506938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2009/09/wedding-gift-that-changed-our-life.html' title='The wedding gift that changed our life'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-2319423853502491427</id><published>2009-08-31T06:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T07:09:36.490-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reception'/><title type='text'>How to pack the dance floor</title><content type='html'>A couple of people asked on my last &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/08/25/dance-dance-dance/#comments"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; about how the dance floor got so packed so quickly.  I must say, the same thing happened at my younger brother's wedding this summer- and didn't happen at many of the other weddings we have attended.  It seems that there are a couple of things that can make a difference.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.  The bride and groom must be happy.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If they are happy, it is much easier for everyone else to be happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.  The right music is crucial- and live music helps.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of the three weddings we've attended with live music, 2 had tons of dancing.  Of the DJ or ipod weddings, roughly 25% (2 of 8, I think) had a lot of dancing.  Regardless of how the music is played, it should be music that everyone, from grandparents on down, should be able to tap their feet to.  Our big band played standards from the 1930s, '40s and '50s; my brother and his wife had a funk band that played classics from the 1970s through today.  But in each case, most people knew most of the songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.  A dance floor in the middle of the room helps.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of the weddings that I've attended with a lot of dancing had the dance floor in the middle of the room, surrounded on three sides by tables, with the DJ or band on the 4th side.  This makes it easier for people who are not dancing to be part of the dance floor, and if people stop to take a break, it is much easier for friends to get them back on the floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.  Booze is important.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'nuff said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.  The bride and groom must be on the dance floor.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom asked me if we would go around from table to table at the reception.  To her initial dismay, I said no- we were having a receiving line so we wouldn't need to do that.  I said that I planned to be on the dance floor the entire night, and if people wanted to talk to me, they could dance with me.  Whether it was the right thing to do or not, it worked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone have other tips to add about how to get the dance floor moving?&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/8713302916550130765-2319423853502491427?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/2319423853502491427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=2319423853502491427' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/2319423853502491427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/2319423853502491427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-to-pack-dance-floor.html' title='How to pack the dance floor'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-7126383101088384949</id><published>2009-08-23T16:41:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T18:04:03.043-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reception'/><title type='text'>Dance Dance Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There were two things that our photographer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestoryoftheday.com/"&gt;Ken Blaze&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, said about our wedding that he had never seen before at a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.  The dance floor was immediately packed following my dance with my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGx5k1nsWI/AAAAAAAACcQ/LOjMuM77p-4/s1600-h/051708+novak1242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGx5k1nsWI/AAAAAAAACcQ/LOjMuM77p-4/s320/051708+novak1242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373271433128948066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some dear family friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGy5cprUEI/AAAAAAAACcY/y1vhrqlSFN8/s1600-h/051708+novak1212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGy5cprUEI/AAAAAAAACcY/y1vhrqlSFN8/s320/051708+novak1212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373272530442997826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The best man and his then girlfriend, now fiancee - we're going to their wedding in Calcutta in October!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGy6XSENWI/AAAAAAAACco/IIX3ikDp-bw/s1600-h/051708+novak1283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGy6XSENWI/AAAAAAAACco/IIX3ikDp-bw/s320/051708+novak1283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373272546181657954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;College friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGy5zIaB5I/AAAAAAAACcg/BNHaUrirm4E/s1600-h/051708+novak1216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGy5zIaB5I/AAAAAAAACcg/BNHaUrirm4E/s320/051708+novak1216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373272536477468562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flower girl and ring bearer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  The longest conga line- it extended way beyond the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG0KuPZnzI/AAAAAAAACdA/Ud-FlItzT5w/s1600-h/051708+novak1303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG0KuPZnzI/AAAAAAAACdA/Ud-FlItzT5w/s320/051708+novak1303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373273926734028594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Led by my piano playing youngest brother.  He was so proud that he got is bowtie tied- specifically so he could look awesome at the reception when he undid it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG0LAuAutI/AAAAAAAACdI/0Qf5ush0Rsk/s1600-h/051708+novak1310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG0LAuAutI/AAAAAAAACdI/0Qf5ush0Rsk/s320/051708+novak1310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373273931694258898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG2ygrej3I/AAAAAAAACdg/sIf6P3IdxAQ/s1600-h/051708+novak1316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG2ygrej3I/AAAAAAAACdg/sIf6P3IdxAQ/s320/051708+novak1316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373276809311719282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG2yE_vlrI/AAAAAAAACdY/M5WwaSJ7cdU/s1600-h/051708+novak1315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 177px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG2yE_vlrI/AAAAAAAACdY/M5WwaSJ7cdU/s320/051708+novak1315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373276801880528562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG2xuoFwMI/AAAAAAAACdQ/8tJGqwj1ie4/s1600-h/051708+novak1302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG2xuoFwMI/AAAAAAAACdQ/8tJGqwj1ie4/s320/051708+novak1302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373276795875737794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the band's first break, we took a couple of group shots of friends.  I'd highly recommend doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG0KcxTlXI/AAAAAAAACc4/rnqOZn92LPU/s1600-h/051708+novak1262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG0KcxTlXI/AAAAAAAACc4/rnqOZn92LPU/s320/051708+novak1262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373273922044401010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "chicas", from high school.  Quite a bit different than our&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2007/09/update-on-bridesmaid-dresses.html"&gt; prom picture&lt;/a&gt;, I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG0J1gvG_I/AAAAAAAACcw/t8_AmCnFMGA/s1600-h/051708+novak1258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG0J1gvG_I/AAAAAAAACcw/t8_AmCnFMGA/s320/051708+novak1258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373273911505918962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The requisite college alumni picture.  Which still needs to be sent to the alumni magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG6Gv_wnYI/AAAAAAAACeg/khNpli1geG4/s1600-h/051708+novak1249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG6Gv_wnYI/AAAAAAAACeg/khNpli1geG4/s320/051708+novak1249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373280455555587458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The group shot I wish I'd gotten- of all of the friends/families from my church that I grew up with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we boogied into the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG4YCiuYfI/AAAAAAAACdo/q4A3MmWBy30/s1600-h/051708+novak1330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG4YCiuYfI/AAAAAAAACdo/q4A3MmWBy30/s320/051708+novak1330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373278553568600562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of my good friends from college.  At the winter formal in school, we would swing dance to at least 1 song, and did the same at his wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG4ZFzhPMI/AAAAAAAACd4/BTk9Vs21-lo/s1600-h/051708+novak1348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG4ZFzhPMI/AAAAAAAACd4/BTk9Vs21-lo/s320/051708+novak1348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373278571624217794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG4YtMbzFI/AAAAAAAACdw/mTj6ISe7fgY/s1600-h/051708+novak1386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG4YtMbzFI/AAAAAAAACdw/mTj6ISe7fgY/s320/051708+novak1386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373278565017832530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG8AbjiTNI/AAAAAAAACew/O9I9JXhsIdY/s1600-h/051708+novak1104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG8AbjiTNI/AAAAAAAACew/O9I9JXhsIdY/s320/051708+novak1104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373282546012540114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG6Fq-4RTI/AAAAAAAACeQ/Gvpd5pwno_8/s1600-h/051708+novak1393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG6Fq-4RTI/AAAAAAAACeQ/Gvpd5pwno_8/s320/051708+novak1393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373280437029848370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG6GJfgZAI/AAAAAAAACeY/npt9uET7HwE/s1600-h/051708+novak1419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG6GJfgZAI/AAAAAAAACeY/npt9uET7HwE/s320/051708+novak1419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373280445219759106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG4ZgNsIkI/AAAAAAAACeA/piXUwstNwvE/s1600-h/051708+novak1360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpG4ZgNsIkI/AAAAAAAACeA/piXUwstNwvE/s320/051708+novak1360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373278578713305666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you have it- our wedding in a nutshell.  My youngest brother danced with 19 women (his girlfriend was in South Africa), my other brother did shots of Zwack with my uncle, and friends kept saying how much fun our wedding was- which was our original goal.  To throw one helluva party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All photos courtesy (and copyright!) of the amazing &lt;a href="http://thestoryoftheday.com/"&gt;Ken Blaze&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Recap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/beginning.html"&gt;The beginning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/getting-ready.html"&gt;Getting ready&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-glance.html"&gt;First Glance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-chapel.html"&gt;To the Chapel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-do.html"&gt;I Do&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/08/receiving-our-guests.html"&gt;Receiving Our Guests&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-time-for-us.html"&gt;A little time for us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Let the party begin!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/11/sneak-peak.html"&gt;Sneak Peak&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/11/dinner-and-dessert.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner and Dessert&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2009/08/after-dinner.html"&gt;After dinner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-7126383101088384949?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/7126383101088384949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=7126383101088384949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/7126383101088384949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/7126383101088384949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2009/08/dance-dance-dance.html' title='Dance Dance Dance'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGx5k1nsWI/AAAAAAAACcQ/LOjMuM77p-4/s72-c/051708+novak1242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-4528098958669435090</id><published>2009-08-23T16:04:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T16:45:33.333-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reception'/><title type='text'>After dinner</title><content type='html'>After dinner, it was....&lt;br /&gt;....time for dancing!  (Big surprise, I know.  No way you guessed that one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGiR3ObynI/AAAAAAAACbY/l_Tv8GZi2Hk/s1600-h/051708+novak1132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGiR3ObynI/AAAAAAAACbY/l_Tv8GZi2Hk/s320/051708+novak1132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373254258195679858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My youngest brother, pianist extraordinaire, played the song for our first dance.  Ben Fold's "The Luckiest", which may be a bit cliched- but is one of my brother's signature songs that he plays whenever he is around a piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGiQIJhPFI/AAAAAAAACbA/nEYUgUzNz6M/s1600-h/051708+novak1131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGiQIJhPFI/AAAAAAAACbA/nEYUgUzNz6M/s320/051708+novak1131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373254228378729554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dancing lessons really paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGiQlZNRNI/AAAAAAAACbI/XccPefSH3NI/s1600-h/051708+novak1133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGiQlZNRNI/AAAAAAAACbI/XccPefSH3NI/s320/051708+novak1133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373254236229158098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so fantastic to have that time together on the dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGiRR46A5I/AAAAAAAACbQ/0YDR5qyIJP4/s1600-h/051708+novak1140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGiRR46A5I/AAAAAAAACbQ/0YDR5qyIJP4/s320/051708+novak1140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373254248173274002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following our dance, I danced with my dad while the band played "Fly Me To the Moon".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGlvoY0kPI/AAAAAAAACbg/eNOlqauztY4/s1600-h/051708+novak1161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGlvoY0kPI/AAAAAAAACbg/eNOlqauztY4/s320/051708+novak1161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373258068143673586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is my favorite picture &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ever &lt;/span&gt;of my dad and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad and I used to attend Girl Scout Father-Daughter dances when I was much younger- but both of us were more of the wallflower type than tearing it up on the dance floor.  But the lessons that Calvin and I took, and my parents are still taking, really paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGlwBNX7SI/AAAAAAAACbo/ObHGAx36CcQ/s1600-h/051708+novak1174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGlwBNX7SI/AAAAAAAACbo/ObHGAx36CcQ/s320/051708+novak1174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373258074806545698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd really got into it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGnuwGt6RI/AAAAAAAACbw/bCNL1AOTVHc/s1600-h/051708+novak1185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGnuwGt6RI/AAAAAAAACbw/bCNL1AOTVHc/s320/051708+novak1185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373260252058609938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Calvin's cousins and mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGnvYlREvI/AAAAAAAACb4/Bcz0f85v9EM/s1600-h/051708+novak1189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGnvYlREvI/AAAAAAAACb4/Bcz0f85v9EM/s320/051708+novak1189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373260262924161778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Random people I don't know.  Seriously- they are friends of Calvin's parents, and I have no idea who they are.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And Calvin doesn't want to admit it, but he doesn't know who they are either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the dance, I gave my dad a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGnvpu6NpI/AAAAAAAACcA/AiA-pBQiHJQ/s1600-h/051708+novak1191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGnvpu6NpI/AAAAAAAACcA/AiA-pBQiHJQ/s320/051708+novak1191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373260267528009362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As did Calvin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGnwKfj6iI/AAAAAAAACcI/nN6fIM1QgI0/s1600-h/051708+novak1193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGnwKfj6iI/AAAAAAAACcI/nN6fIM1QgI0/s320/051708+novak1193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373260276322003490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the party really got started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All photos courtesy (and copyright!) of the amazing &lt;a href="http://thestoryoftheday.com/"&gt;Ken Blaze&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Recap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/beginning.html"&gt;The beginning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/getting-ready.html"&gt;Getting ready&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-glance.html"&gt;First Glance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-chapel.html"&gt;To the Chapel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-do.html"&gt;I Do&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/08/receiving-our-guests.html"&gt;Receiving Our Guests&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-time-for-us.html"&gt;A little time for us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Let the party begin!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/11/sneak-peak.html"&gt;Sneak Peak&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/11/dinner-and-dessert.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner and Dessert&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-4528098958669435090?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4528098958669435090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=4528098958669435090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/4528098958669435090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/4528098958669435090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2009/08/after-dinner.html' title='After dinner'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SpGiR3ObynI/AAAAAAAACbY/l_Tv8GZi2Hk/s72-c/051708+novak1132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-3419711746298361957</id><published>2009-03-21T15:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T15:37:31.521-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shower'/><title type='text'>A little shower help....</title><content type='html'>My mom and I are planning a bridal shower for my &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/big-news.html"&gt;brother's fiancee&lt;/a&gt;.  My own &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/shower-fun.html"&gt;shower&lt;/a&gt; had a theme of "Around the Clock", where guests brought gifts that corresponded with something that I would be use at that time of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we're stuck on what to do as a theme for the shower.  Her mother throws fabulous tea parties, so that is out.  We're planning on having it on a Saturday afternoon in May. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So- what was the best themed shower that you have been to?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-3419711746298361957?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/3419711746298361957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=3419711746298361957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/3419711746298361957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/3419711746298361957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-shower-help.html' title='A little shower help....'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-6902306491070350495</id><published>2009-01-30T17:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T18:19:58.445-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridesmaid'/><title type='text'>Surveying the Bridesmaids</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know, long time no post.  One of these days I really will get around to finishing my wedding recap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on to more practical wedding planning things!  I'm a bridesmaid in my &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/big-news.html"&gt;brother's wedding&lt;/a&gt;, and his lovely fiancee sent out an email earlier this week about appropriate attire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An excerpt is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think I have talked to all of you about possibly getting dresses from jcew and it seemed like everyone liked the idea. So, I have created a survey to find out which styles and colors you all prefer. We do not have official wedding colors so things are pretty flexible...all we know is we want things to be colorful and summery! On the survey I choose the 4 colors that I liked the best initially...but feel free to comment on other colors if you like something else (I don't pretend to have good taste). I like the idea of having different styles in the same fabric so you can choose a dress according to what you will feel comfortable in. So here's the link to the survey...You will want to have the jcrew website opened while you are taking the survey so you can see what I'm talking about!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely brilliant.  The survey (created at &lt;a href="http://www.surveymonkey.com/"&gt;SurveyMonkey&lt;/a&gt;)  asked questions about fabric and color choices.  Since&lt;a href="http://www.jcrew.com/AST/Browse/WeddingParties/womens/w_bridesmaids.jsp"&gt; J. Crew's short bridesmaid dresses&lt;/a&gt; range from $150 to $285, depending upon fabric style, she also asked about the affordability of the dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone else created an online survey for any part of wedding planning?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-6902306491070350495?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6902306491070350495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=6902306491070350495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/6902306491070350495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/6902306491070350495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2009/01/surveying-bridesmaids.html' title='Surveying the Bridesmaids'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-6073494011639851525</id><published>2008-11-23T11:42:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T12:33:39.257-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reception'/><title type='text'>dinner and dessert</title><content type='html'>And then it was time for the guests to enter the ballroom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had only two toasts, both scheduled before dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SSmJBJ1VKRI/AAAAAAAACX4/PhtN3o4Xj84/s1600-h/051708+novak1043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SSmJBJ1VKRI/AAAAAAAACX4/PhtN3o4Xj84/s320/051708+novak1043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271895491726354706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad went first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SSmJB03fwVI/AAAAAAAACYA/Cf7IXMAfhpE/s1600-h/051708+novak1047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SSmJB03fwVI/AAAAAAAACYA/Cf7IXMAfhpE/s320/051708+novak1047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271895503278162258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I was so happy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SSmJC5LPLvI/AAAAAAAACYI/X0OrHwJ2liY/s1600-h/051708+novak1057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SSmJC5LPLvI/AAAAAAAACYI/X0OrHwJ2liY/s320/051708+novak1057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271895521614573298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;followed by the best man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SSmJDQYce7I/AAAAAAAACYQ/m-uqyxeXBvI/s1600-h/051708+novak1066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SSmJDQYce7I/AAAAAAAACYQ/m-uqyxeXBvI/s320/051708+novak1066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271895527843986354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of man love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After grace was said, it was time to dig in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SSmK2k6i2rI/AAAAAAAACYg/nNmXOsUF7YY/s1600-h/051708+novak1084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SSmK2k6i2rI/AAAAAAAACYg/nNmXOsUF7YY/s320/051708+novak1084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271897509040675506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegetarian tastiness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SSmK3mjHkMI/AAAAAAAACYo/YeSKQ_Z-0ds/s1600-h/051708+novak1085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SSmK3mjHkMI/AAAAAAAACYo/YeSKQ_Z-0ds/s320/051708+novak1085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271897526659158210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and food for the carnivores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SSmK2CRrKhI/AAAAAAAACYY/_I-UcDDUpfk/s1600-h/051708+novak1073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SSmK2CRrKhI/AAAAAAAACYY/_I-UcDDUpfk/s320/051708+novak1073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271897499742448146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire ballroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then dessert was served.  You may recall that instead of having wedding cake, we opted for &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/01/best-part-of-wedding-planning.html"&gt;rose creme brulee&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SSmK38SjpvI/AAAAAAAACYw/khXeYlmOIwg/s1600-h/051708+novak1111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SSmK38SjpvI/AAAAAAAACYw/khXeYlmOIwg/s320/051708+novak1111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271897532495275762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was absolutely perfect for us to have a bit of time, enjoying ourselves, and not necessarily be the complete center of attention like the traditional cake cutting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SSmPIwriJiI/AAAAAAAACY4/RaizUBJpijs/s1600-h/051708+novak1115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SSmPIwriJiI/AAAAAAAACY4/RaizUBJpijs/s320/051708+novak1115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271902219483096610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, there is no possibility of the dreaded cake smash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SSmPJGpZqwI/AAAAAAAACZA/WjWDJtj7y_s/s1600-h/051708+novak1092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SSmPJGpZqwI/AAAAAAAACZA/WjWDJtj7y_s/s320/051708+novak1092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271902225379732226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All photos courtesy (and copyright!) of the amazing &lt;a href="http://thestoryoftheday.com/"&gt;Ken Blaze&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Recap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/beginning.html"&gt;The beginning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/getting-ready.html"&gt;Getting ready&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-glance.html"&gt;First Glance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-chapel.html"&gt;To the Chapel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-do.html"&gt;I Do&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/08/receiving-our-guests.html"&gt;Receiving Our Guests&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-time-for-us.html"&gt;A little time for us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Let the party begin!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/11/sneak-peak.html"&gt;Sneak Peak&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-6073494011639851525?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6073494011639851525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=6073494011639851525' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/6073494011639851525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/6073494011639851525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/11/dinner-and-dessert.html' title='dinner and dessert'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SSmJBJ1VKRI/AAAAAAAACX4/PhtN3o4Xj84/s72-c/051708+novak1043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-5196019545742018703</id><published>2008-11-18T18:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T18:26:38.223-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reception'/><title type='text'>Sneak peak</title><content type='html'>Marisa Gindi, the utterly fabulous hotel coordinator, gave us a sneak peak of the ballroom before guests entered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were blown away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7Ts_y6MKI/AAAAAAAACWE/rGsFU3MTkro/s1600-h/051708+novak1026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7Ts_y6MKI/AAAAAAAACWE/rGsFU3MTkro/s320/051708+novak1026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268881384062726306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the entrance to the ballroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7Tt0yIxdI/AAAAAAAACWU/ixEGXZSLG7c/s1600-h/051708+novak1031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7Tt0yIxdI/AAAAAAAACWU/ixEGXZSLG7c/s320/051708+novak1031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268881398286566866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tall centerpiece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7WwajBnwI/AAAAAAAACWk/VGp2QlNx-TA/s1600-h/051708+novak1033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7WwajBnwI/AAAAAAAACWk/VGp2QlNx-TA/s320/051708+novak1033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268884741318352642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Closeup- all of the flowers were carnations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7Wvx4f8FI/AAAAAAAACWc/mMdUotwz1fc/s1600-h/051708+novak0979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7Wvx4f8FI/AAAAAAAACWc/mMdUotwz1fc/s320/051708+novak0979.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268884730402566226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The menu was designed to match our &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/invitations-part-4-happy-ending.html"&gt;invitations&lt;/a&gt;- this was before they were tucked into the napkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7TtnWCrwI/AAAAAAAACWM/6hPSWibpYKo/s1600-h/051708+novak0991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7TtnWCrwI/AAAAAAAACWM/6hPSWibpYKo/s320/051708+novak0991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268881394679066370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each table was named for a different Cleveland landmark.  Calvin's dad took the photos for each location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All photos courtesy (and copyright!) of the amazing &lt;a href="http://thestoryoftheday.com"&gt;Ken Blaze&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Recap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/beginning.html"&gt;The beginning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/getting-ready.html"&gt;Getting ready&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-glance.html"&gt;First Glance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-chapel.html"&gt;To the Chapel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-do.html"&gt;I Do&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/08/receiving-our-guests.html"&gt;Receiving Our Guests&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-time-for-us.html"&gt;A little time for us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Let the party begin!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-5196019545742018703?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5196019545742018703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=5196019545742018703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/5196019545742018703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/5196019545742018703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/11/sneak-peak.html' title='Sneak peak'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7Ts_y6MKI/AAAAAAAACWE/rGsFU3MTkro/s72-c/051708+novak1026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-7217565127673078630</id><published>2008-11-15T08:06:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T13:36:16.852-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reception'/><title type='text'>Let the party begin!</title><content type='html'>Thanks for all who commented on my &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2008/11/07/married-life-2/"&gt;last post&lt;/a&gt;- I will indeed continue with the recap :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking time for our pictures, we headed for the reception in time to catch cocktail hour.  (When we arrived, though, I didn't head directly for the &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/01/best-part-of-wedding-planning.html"&gt;food&lt;/a&gt;.  I first stopped in the bridal suite to &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/more-shoes.html"&gt;change shoes&lt;/a&gt; into something that was more comfortable.  For those looking for a comfortable option that isn't flip-flops, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;highly&lt;/span&gt; recommend ballroom dancing shoes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cocktail hour was held in the lobby area of the &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2007/08/party-place.html"&gt;Renaissance Hotel's Gold Ballroom&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7MdYhaNnI/AAAAAAAACVM/k4PYiPC4b1w/s1600-h/051708+novak0988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7MdYhaNnI/AAAAAAAACVM/k4PYiPC4b1w/s320/051708+novak0988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268873419240912498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scoping out the beverages...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7Md-tSuvI/AAAAAAAACVU/ZW3TpWA_UAM/s1600-h/051708+novak0998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7Md-tSuvI/AAAAAAAACVU/ZW3TpWA_UAM/s320/051708+novak0998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268873429491301106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a fairly last minute decision in the planning process, we decided to hire a &lt;a href="http://www.domari.net/"&gt;Rick Iacoboni&lt;/a&gt; for cocktail hour.  The Renaissance wanted an obscene amount of money to set up the area for piped music (our original plan), so it was actually cheaper to hire Rick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7Md-DgjKI/AAAAAAAACVc/Ils6krAqpxI/s1600-h/051708+novak1003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7Md-DgjKI/AAAAAAAACVc/Ils6krAqpxI/s320/051708+novak1003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268873429316045986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ring bearer got some time in with his dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7Qchb0-nI/AAAAAAAACVk/MGKgUJKxX18/s1600-h/051708+novak1013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7Qchb0-nI/AAAAAAAACVk/MGKgUJKxX18/s320/051708+novak1013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268877802500061810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some time with my grad school friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7QdOS4fyI/AAAAAAAACVs/bN4o1UbQOEI/s1600-h/051708+novak1014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7QdOS4fyI/AAAAAAAACVs/bN4o1UbQOEI/s320/051708+novak1014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268877814542139170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Calvin caught up with a college friends and his wife.  His wife is Dutch- hence the wedding present of wooden shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7RSSqZevI/AAAAAAAACV0/LmCy98xiWks/s1600-h/051708+novak1023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7RSSqZevI/AAAAAAAACV0/LmCy98xiWks/s320/051708+novak1023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268878726247578354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My "adopted grandparents" - close family friends- looked on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7RTPJMEXI/AAAAAAAACV8/XXzWMo78B9U/s1600-h/051708+novak1239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7RTPJMEXI/AAAAAAAACV8/XXzWMo78B9U/s320/051708+novak1239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268878742482850162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guests had the opportunity to sign our photo guestbook (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tip&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://mpix.com/Product.aspx/suedehardcoverbooks"&gt;Mpix books with linen paper &lt;/a&gt;pages have the perfect texture for guests to write in any type of ink.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7MdKxvKhI/AAAAAAAACVE/25oTEM3Ape8/s1600-h/051708+novak0986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7MdKxvKhI/AAAAAAAACVE/25oTEM3Ape8/s320/051708+novak0986.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268873415551298066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The placecards- I didn't even make it over to the table where they were located!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around this point, the amazing Marisa Gindi (hotel wedding coordinator extraordinaire, and I do mean extraordinaire) let us take a sneak peak at the ballroom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All photos courtesy (and copyright) of &lt;a href="http://www.thestoryoftheday.com/"&gt;Ken Blaze&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Recap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/beginning.html"&gt;The beginning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/getting-ready.html"&gt;Getting ready&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-glance.html"&gt;First Glance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-chapel.html"&gt;To the Chapel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-do.html"&gt;I Do&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/08/receiving-our-guests.html"&gt;Receiving Our Guests&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-time-for-us.html"&gt;A little time for us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-7217565127673078630?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/7217565127673078630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=7217565127673078630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/7217565127673078630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/7217565127673078630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/11/let-party-begin.html' title='Let the party begin!'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SR7MdYhaNnI/AAAAAAAACVM/k4PYiPC4b1w/s72-c/051708+novak0988.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-8369221410511006634</id><published>2008-11-05T11:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T11:32:27.635-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>The secret life of...</title><content type='html'>Following &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2008/11/03/secret-life-of-bees-penguin-edition/"&gt;Penguin's example&lt;/a&gt;, I thought I'd share my own secret.  (Not that it is much of a secret, if you've noticed my absence of posts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm completely, totally, 100% over weddings- planning, recapping, blogging.  Don't get me wrong- our wedding turned out great, it was one of the most fun days of my life- but being married is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so much better&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing picture-filled posts recapping the wedding takes time, and since I started working, time has been a precious commodity.  And the recap posts that I have done have generated only a small amount of interest, which doesn't help my minimal motivation to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it- my not-so-secret secret.  Please let me know if you are interested in seeing more wedding pics; if there is enough interest, I'll continue the recap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-8369221410511006634?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/8369221410511006634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=8369221410511006634' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/8369221410511006634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/8369221410511006634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/11/secret-life-of.html' title='The secret life of...'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-4121224805320402727</id><published>2008-10-27T15:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T15:46:58.221-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><title type='text'>A little time for us</title><content type='html'>Early in the wedding planning, we knew that we wanted to take some time in between the ceremony and the reception just for us.  I don't generally like being the center of attention, and it was important for both of us to get a bit of a break and have a little time just for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop was a &lt;a href="http://www.algebrateahouse.net/"&gt;tea house&lt;/a&gt; on Murray Hill that we would visit when we were just friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMs9rQd5eI/AAAAAAAACT0/3xzPemJ2sKM/s1600-h/051708+novak0867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMs9rQd5eI/AAAAAAAACT0/3xzPemJ2sKM/s320/051708+novak0867.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261098227794306530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some chess- since that was how we initially got together.   No, that's not a beer- I opted for iced tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMs-KFSlFI/AAAAAAAACT8/JIJxPjnLH4Y/s1600-h/051708+novak0864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMs-KFSlFI/AAAAAAAACT8/JIJxPjnLH4Y/s320/051708+novak0864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261098236068926546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after we arrived,  my best friend and maid-of-honor appeared.  She'd been planning on going to get mocha at our favorite coffee shop, but at the last minute decided that tea was what she really wanted.  I hadn't mentioned anything about our plans to hit up Algebra- but there we were, and there she was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMs-URUbxI/AAAAAAAACUE/Sx5dqNHqTVk/s1600-h/051708+novak0895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMs-URUbxI/AAAAAAAACUE/Sx5dqNHqTVk/s320/051708+novak0895.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261098238803734290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Competition was fierce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMs-pLEPkI/AAAAAAAACUM/tq48bebtLHs/s1600-h/051708+novak0901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMs-pLEPkI/AAAAAAAACUM/tq48bebtLHs/s320/051708+novak0901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261098244414651970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and ended in a stalemate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game, we ended up with about 45 minutes before the reception, so we headed to a Cleveland landmark- the &lt;a href="http://www.westsidemarket.org/"&gt;West Side Market&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMxXJ2Uh_I/AAAAAAAACUU/_WTeIpQBlds/s1600-h/051708+novak0929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMxXJ2Uh_I/AAAAAAAACUU/_WTeIpQBlds/s320/051708+novak0929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261103063549380594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before going into the market, Calvin bustled my dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMxXxxuh6I/AAAAAAAACUc/B75NWpGplXU/s1600-h/051708+novak0931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMxXxxuh6I/AAAAAAAACUc/B75NWpGplXU/s320/051708+novak0931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261103074267531170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Produce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMxYDM1IjI/AAAAAAAACUk/gbPj94ahZ-Y/s1600-h/051708+novak0948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMxYDM1IjI/AAAAAAAACUk/gbPj94ahZ-Y/s320/051708+novak0948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261103078944612914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meat- not just any meat, mind you, but Hungarian meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMy_sTo2eI/AAAAAAAACUs/KjMwYouu3tY/s1600-h/051708+novak0951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMy_sTo2eI/AAAAAAAACUs/KjMwYouu3tY/s320/051708+novak0951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261104859505547746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People clapped and cheered when we walked by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMzAolo5nI/AAAAAAAACU0/FNvMYvcs5yU/s1600-h/051708+novak0963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMzAolo5nI/AAAAAAAACU0/FNvMYvcs5yU/s320/051708+novak0963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261104875687175794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the balcony...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMzBPIBuJI/AAAAAAAACU8/JEeiukWLfT8/s1600-h/051708+novak0968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMzBPIBuJI/AAAAAAAACU8/JEeiukWLfT8/s320/051708+novak0968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261104886031956114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was inhabited by a homeless looking President of the Association for Magyar Awareness.  He was emphatically NOT Hungarian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All photos courtesy (and copyright) of &lt;a href="http://www.thestoryoftheday.com/"&gt;Ken Blaze&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Recap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/beginning.html"&gt;The beginning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/getting-ready.html"&gt;Getting ready&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-glance.html"&gt;First Glance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-chapel.html"&gt;To the Chapel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-do.html"&gt;I Do&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/08/receiving-our-guests.html"&gt;Receiving Our Guests&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-4121224805320402727?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4121224805320402727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=4121224805320402727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/4121224805320402727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/4121224805320402727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-time-for-us.html' title='A little time for us'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMs9rQd5eI/AAAAAAAACT0/3xzPemJ2sKM/s72-c/051708+novak0867.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-3652446035634168215</id><published>2008-10-25T10:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T10:20:03.918-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceremony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><title type='text'>Receiving our guests</title><content type='html'>We're finally settled into our &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/recap-will-recommence.html"&gt;New York digs&lt;/a&gt;, which means that it is time for the wedding recap to begin again.  Who knew working a real job (that involves a lot of travel!) would be so crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SLALCV1_hXI/AAAAAAAABrE/AlpcTqr3eX0/s1600-h/051708+novak0717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SLALCV1_hXI/AAAAAAAABrE/AlpcTqr3eX0/s320/051708+novak0717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237698501483136370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it to the end of the church, and proceeded to kiss some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SLALDdPd0DI/AAAAAAAABrU/GTzPLLCh53E/s1600-h/051708+novak0723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SLALDdPd0DI/AAAAAAAABrU/GTzPLLCh53E/s320/051708+novak0723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237698520648896562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calvin was greeted as another brother by my youngest brother.  (In a bit of homage to family, my brother is wearing my late grandfather's cufflinks.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SLALDitm6YI/AAAAAAAABrc/igXnVFVcuH4/s1600-h/051708+novak0728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SLALDitm6YI/AAAAAAAABrc/igXnVFVcuH4/s320/051708+novak0728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237698522117499266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents were so happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SLAOH1pN-lI/AAAAAAAABrs/rjYfSphtEfI/s1600-h/051708+novak0736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SLAOH1pN-lI/AAAAAAAABrs/rjYfSphtEfI/s320/051708+novak0736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237701894453721682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calvin's 93 year old grandfather was able to attend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SLALDwuZ4dI/AAAAAAAABrk/Jat5_hBY4kM/s1600-h/051708+novak0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SLALDwuZ4dI/AAAAAAAABrk/Jat5_hBY4kM/s320/051708+novak0732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237698525878936018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that anyone was happier than him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SLALCppANdI/AAAAAAAABrM/LqCLZZXTdiU/s1600-h/051708+novak0817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SLALCppANdI/AAAAAAAABrM/LqCLZZXTdiU/s320/051708+novak0817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237698506797364690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of using bubbles or birdseed, we bought about 200 &lt;a href="http://www.orientaltrading.com/ui/browse/processRequest.do?demandPrefix=12&amp;amp;sku=39/862&amp;amp;prodCatId=382962&amp;amp;mode=Browsing&amp;amp;erec=38&amp;amp;No=0&amp;amp;Ne=90000&amp;amp;sp=true&amp;amp;Ntk=all&amp;amp;Ntx=mode%2bmatchallpartial&amp;amp;categoryFromSearch=true&amp;amp;N=382962&amp;amp;requestURI=processProductsCatalog&amp;amp;sd=Glimmering+Metallic+Pinwheels"&gt;pinwheels&lt;/a&gt; for our send-off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SLAOIq03rYI/AAAAAAAABr8/l_UerBa5AL0/s1600-h/051708+novak0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SLAOIq03rYI/AAAAAAAABr8/l_UerBa5AL0/s320/051708+novak0739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237701908729671042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soloist in our ceremony helped pass out the pinwheels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SLAOIy1ozLI/AAAAAAAABsE/esQkvi-igbY/s1600-h/051708+novak0749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SLAOIy1ozLI/AAAAAAAABsE/esQkvi-igbY/s320/051708+novak0749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237701910880373938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather held up, so we were able to have our receiving line outside.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SLAOJfU2E8I/AAAAAAAABsM/hUg3SZwEAHw/s1600-h/051708+novak0753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SLAOJfU2E8I/AAAAAAAABsM/hUg3SZwEAHw/s320/051708+novak0753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237701922822427586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMpy3WNNAI/AAAAAAAACTU/S5obA-AAEgI/s1600-h/051708+novak0811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMpy3WNNAI/AAAAAAAACTU/S5obA-AAEgI/s320/051708+novak0811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261094743526159362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close up of the pinwheel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMpzDMxZgI/AAAAAAAACTc/vhFX81pVSDU/s1600-h/051708+novak0809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMpzDMxZgI/AAAAAAAACTc/vhFX81pVSDU/s320/051708+novak0809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261094746707813890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind was crazy that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMpzhmNOTI/AAAAAAAACTk/sQBfX-7H1lc/s1600-h/051708+novak0842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMpzhmNOTI/AAAAAAAACTk/sQBfX-7H1lc/s320/051708+novak0842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261094754867558706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinwheel send-off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMp0Lp0fII/AAAAAAAACTs/SFp3EvZFlII/s1600-h/051708+novak0862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SQMp0Lp0fII/AAAAAAAACTs/SFp3EvZFlII/s320/051708+novak0862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261094766157003906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/05/ride-wit-me.html"&gt;super-sweet ride&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All photos courtesy (and copyright) of the amazing &lt;a href="http://www.thestoryoftheday.com/"&gt;Ken Blaze&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Previously on the Dahlia wedding recap:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/beginning.html"&gt;The beginning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/getting-ready.html"&gt;Getting ready&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-glance.html"&gt;First Glance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-chapel.html"&gt;To the Chapel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-do.html"&gt;I Do&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-3652446035634168215?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/3652446035634168215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=3652446035634168215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/3652446035634168215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/3652446035634168215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/08/receiving-our-guests.html' title='Receiving our guests'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SLALCV1_hXI/AAAAAAAABrE/AlpcTqr3eX0/s72-c/051708+novak0717.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-8100002076742239680</id><published>2008-07-15T14:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T14:32:13.552-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>The recap will recommence</title><content type='html'>As soon as we're done moving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SHzr2onQYdI/AAAAAAAABqk/gajRizZZFKA/s1600-h/New+York.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SHzr2onQYdI/AAAAAAAABqk/gajRizZZFKA/s320/New+York.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223308991690465746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image found &lt;a href="http://www.luxurylink.com/destinations/photo_detail.php?style=84&amp;amp;start=4&amp;amp;auto=1&amp;amp;WT.ac=PFPIMU01"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, next week Calvin and I are moving to NYC!  It's been quite a whirlwind since he received the job offer on Friday, but I promise once we have relocated to the east coast, I will post about our reception as well as the surprises we had in store for our guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, anyone have any tips for surviving an inter-state move?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-8100002076742239680?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/8100002076742239680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=8100002076742239680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/8100002076742239680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/8100002076742239680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/recap-will-recommence.html' title='The recap will recommence'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SHzr2onQYdI/AAAAAAAABqk/gajRizZZFKA/s72-c/New+York.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-4209885794228879277</id><published>2008-07-04T07:15:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T09:20:48.158-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceremony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><title type='text'>I Do</title><content type='html'>And then it was time for the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First the moms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4HH9OdvLI/AAAAAAAABmQ/F40E3xPDiCo/s1600-h/051708+novak0553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4HH9OdvLI/AAAAAAAABmQ/F40E3xPDiCo/s320/051708+novak0553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219116851444694194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calvin's parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4HIDgR5wI/AAAAAAAABmY/0qBWhXgcdlw/s1600-h/051708+novak0556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4HIDgR5wI/AAAAAAAABmY/0qBWhXgcdlw/s320/051708+novak0556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219116853130028802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom, escorted by my brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bridal party:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4HIkOZZcI/AAAAAAAABmg/MuOoMt3PB3E/s1600-h/051708+novak0559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4HIkOZZcI/AAAAAAAABmg/MuOoMt3PB3E/s320/051708+novak0559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219116861913392578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youngest brother Dahlia and Sister-in-law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4IxbVE5hI/AAAAAAAABmo/42GrefSTaXI/s1600-h/051708+novak0564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4IxbVE5hI/AAAAAAAABmo/42GrefSTaXI/s320/051708+novak0564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219118663411754514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Younger brother Dahlia and future sister-in-law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4Ix8KDfyI/AAAAAAAABmw/F0VpJjhKgZE/s1600-h/051708+novak0567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4Ix8KDfyI/AAAAAAAABmw/F0VpJjhKgZE/s320/051708+novak0567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219118672223895330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maid of honor and best man- our two best friends in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4IyJVmG8I/AAAAAAAABm4/dNOQ9vrxtyA/s1600-h/051708+novak0562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4IyJVmG8I/AAAAAAAABm4/dNOQ9vrxtyA/s320/051708+novak0562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219118675761961922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calvin is calm, cool and collected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4KbT-N-nI/AAAAAAAABnA/OwP_uHXqhjU/s1600-h/051708+novak0583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4KbT-N-nI/AAAAAAAABnA/OwP_uHXqhjU/s320/051708+novak0583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219120482502965874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flower girl and ring bearer are getting ready to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4KbyXbeMI/AAAAAAAABnI/EHeKr59m5SQ/s1600-h/051708+novak0572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4KbyXbeMI/AAAAAAAABnI/EHeKr59m5SQ/s320/051708+novak0572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219120490661771458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking down the aisle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4KcLISXbI/AAAAAAAABnQ/ArhkfwitUkk/s1600-h/051708+novak0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4KcLISXbI/AAAAAAAABnQ/ArhkfwitUkk/s320/051708+novak0579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219120497309146546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking with my dad.  Note that I'm looking around, instead of straight ahead.  I was so taken by all of the friends and family that had joined us that I forgot to look at Calvin until I was pretty much all the way down the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4TisgzZuI/AAAAAAAABnY/v-QP0KPFE6s/s1600-h/051708+novak0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4TisgzZuI/AAAAAAAABnY/v-QP0KPFE6s/s320/051708+novak0587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219130504954210018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4TjhJ-1PI/AAAAAAAABno/1XGxMOzg2Rg/s1600-h/051708+novak0611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4TjhJ-1PI/AAAAAAAABno/1XGxMOzg2Rg/s320/051708+novak0611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219130519085569266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scene from the balcony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4TjJBA9AI/AAAAAAAABng/WJtq5cVDam8/s1600-h/051708+novak0599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4TjJBA9AI/AAAAAAAABng/WJtq5cVDam8/s320/051708+novak0599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219130512605508610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely bridesmaids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4UmYRBLnI/AAAAAAAABn4/NrvJvps9Zvg/s1600-h/051708+novak0605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4UmYRBLnI/AAAAAAAABn4/NrvJvps9Zvg/s320/051708+novak0605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219131667750399602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best man kept a hand on the ring bearer, who really was carrying our wedding bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4UmxgX5VI/AAAAAAAABoA/n_8PkjhyV8c/s1600-h/051708+novak0636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4UmxgX5VI/AAAAAAAABoA/n_8PkjhyV8c/s320/051708+novak0636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219131674525689170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the brief message from the minister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4WWAUUprI/AAAAAAAABoQ/1Y6pb58L97o/s1600-h/051708+novak0642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4WWAUUprI/AAAAAAAABoQ/1Y6pb58L97o/s320/051708+novak0642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219133585467156146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vow action shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4XwDZjKTI/AAAAAAAABog/vJiWL91cL7M/s1600-h/051708+novak0663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4XwDZjKTI/AAAAAAAABog/vJiWL91cL7M/s320/051708+novak0663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219135132482611506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another vow action shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4WWavuO5I/AAAAAAAABoY/UU5mtUZdQa0/s1600-h/051708+novak0661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4WWavuO5I/AAAAAAAABoY/UU5mtUZdQa0/s320/051708+novak0661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219133592561400722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the exchange of rings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4WVilGvVI/AAAAAAAABoI/SRfwLa2ELJw/s1600-h/051708+novak0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4WVilGvVI/AAAAAAAABoI/SRfwLa2ELJw/s320/051708+novak0632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219133577484483922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The congregation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We knew from the beginning that we wanted the service to be a worship service, which for us included offering communion to the church.  At the minister's suggestion, we assisted in the serving, and asked my mother (who just graduated from seminary!) to also serve communion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4XxEkowUI/AAAAAAAABow/WS0zXuD2VPQ/s1600-h/051708+novak0676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4XxEkowUI/AAAAAAAABow/WS0zXuD2VPQ/s320/051708+novak0676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219135149977420098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4Zep1aTkI/AAAAAAAABo4/SDBRhZPN7KM/s1600-h/051708+novak0683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4Zep1aTkI/AAAAAAAABo4/SDBRhZPN7KM/s320/051708+novak0683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219137032585629250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4Zex-kIXI/AAAAAAAABpA/PxAhr3JxcP0/s1600-h/051708+novak0686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4Zex-kIXI/AAAAAAAABpA/PxAhr3JxcP0/s320/051708+novak0686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219137034771505522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4ZfpQRllI/AAAAAAAABpI/QDJpc4VBczQ/s1600-h/051708+novak0691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4ZfpQRllI/AAAAAAAABpI/QDJpc4VBczQ/s320/051708+novak0691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219137049609737810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4azY84AQI/AAAAAAAABpQ/AY7AJJGU1zo/s1600-h/051708+novak0703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4azY84AQI/AAAAAAAABpQ/AY7AJJGU1zo/s320/051708+novak0703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219138488342413570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall we go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4a0VhzP9I/AAAAAAAABpg/P_tKrJPme2s/s1600-h/051708+novak0697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4a0VhzP9I/AAAAAAAABpg/P_tKrJPme2s/s320/051708+novak0697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219138504603418578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4iIYaiWCI/AAAAAAAABpo/IhvgQlKvv14/s1600-h/051708+novak0704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4iIYaiWCI/AAAAAAAABpo/IhvgQlKvv14/s320/051708+novak0704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219146545557035042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4iI9X6GOI/AAAAAAAABpw/lsA-BCgMzdE/s1600-h/051708+novak0705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4iI9X6GOI/AAAAAAAABpw/lsA-BCgMzdE/s320/051708+novak0705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219146555478120674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the "privacy" of the back of the church...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4iJcxka-I/AAAAAAAABp4/5H_in4Jt2mU/s1600-h/051708+novak0713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4iJcxka-I/AAAAAAAABp4/5H_in4Jt2mU/s320/051708+novak0713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219146563907251170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to kiss a little more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4iJzSFY5I/AAAAAAAABqA/rpRUbVrl6b0/s1600-h/051708+novak0717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4iJzSFY5I/AAAAAAAABqA/rpRUbVrl6b0/s320/051708+novak0717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219146569949209490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Previously on the Dahlia wedding recap:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/beginning.html"&gt;The beginning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/getting-ready.html"&gt;Getting ready&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-glance.html"&gt;First Glance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-chapel.html"&gt;To the Chapel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*All pictures courtesy of the fabulous &lt;a href="http://thestoryoftheday.com/"&gt;Ken Blaze&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-4209885794228879277?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4209885794228879277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=4209885794228879277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/4209885794228879277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/4209885794228879277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-do.html' title='I Do'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SG4HH9OdvLI/AAAAAAAABmQ/F40E3xPDiCo/s72-c/051708+novak0553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-8391711268826106897</id><published>2008-07-01T08:09:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T10:41:53.582-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><title type='text'>To the chapel</title><content type='html'>Calvin and I arrived at the church a bit behind schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGogTFT3uhI/AAAAAAAABj4/io4aL4qeHeo/s1600-h/051708+novak0445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGogTFT3uhI/AAAAAAAABj4/io4aL4qeHeo/s320/051708+novak0445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218018630477265426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The original plan was to be at the church by 1:30, but we didn't get there until just before 2.  The ceremony was to begin at 3.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it was time for the family photos.  Neither of us are big on the posed pictures, so this only took about 15 minutes for the 5 different shots that that we wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGogUKHmrYI/AAAAAAAABkA/xLqYQzEwa8g/s1600-h/051708+novak0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGogUKHmrYI/AAAAAAAABkA/xLqYQzEwa8g/s320/051708+novak0453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218018648947862914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calvin's immediately family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGogUmnzpCI/AAAAAAAABkI/G7eIrGMsp8Y/s1600-h/051708+novak0462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGogUmnzpCI/AAAAAAAABkI/G7eIrGMsp8Y/s320/051708+novak0462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218018656599122978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calvin's extended family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGohsL8OYwI/AAAAAAAABkg/CaBs07llMPs/s1600-h/051708+novak0484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGohsL8OYwI/AAAAAAAABkg/CaBs07llMPs/s320/051708+novak0484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218020161265492738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My immediate family- note that I'm 6' in heels, and I'm still among the shortest in my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGohruL38kI/AAAAAAAABkY/6KuZhWVCTyQ/s1600-h/051708+novak0479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGohruL38kI/AAAAAAAABkY/6KuZhWVCTyQ/s320/051708+novak0479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218020153278067266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My extended family.  (Minus my two uncles and an aunt, who missed the message.  I didn't really care.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGohrWNwyqI/AAAAAAAABkQ/p8z4crLxYNQ/s1600-h/051708+novak0469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGohrWNwyqI/AAAAAAAABkQ/p8z4crLxYNQ/s320/051708+novak0469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218020146843536034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of our extended family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, by the end of the posed pictures, we were actually right on schedule- it was only 2:15.   (You can take care of all the posed family pictures in 15 minutes!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tip:  Know exactly what posed pictures you want, and make sure everyone knows what time they will be taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, the ladies all headed down to the "bride's dressing room", also known as a ridiculously huge women's restroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGortA8oaJI/AAAAAAAABlQ/3uT1Md7moxk/s1600-h/051708+novak0521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGortA8oaJI/AAAAAAAABlQ/3uT1Md7moxk/s320/051708+novak0521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218031170610555026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bit nostalgic for me, since it was in this room that I would get ready for various plays/pageants/Christmas tableaus I was in when I was a kid and teen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGonl3uGg-I/AAAAAAAABko/EiFyWDMdeRg/s1600-h/051708+novak0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGonl3uGg-I/AAAAAAAABko/EiFyWDMdeRg/s320/051708+novak0489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218026649828099042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little touch-up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGonmQV0LLI/AAAAAAAABkw/14lVUxHM82A/s1600-h/051708+novak0495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGonmQV0LLI/AAAAAAAABkw/14lVUxHM82A/s320/051708+novak0495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218026656437120178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little pizza.  The flower girl very politely asked me if she could have some pizza, and I said it was no problem, so long as she was willing to wear some sort of bib over her white dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGoofJL9tUI/AAAAAAAABk4/boGa9Iu_9Xc/s1600-h/051708+novak0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGoofJL9tUI/AAAAAAAABk4/boGa9Iu_9Xc/s320/051708+novak0509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218027633769297218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Note that in the background, I am sitting down and my red shoes are off.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGoof-YKe1I/AAAAAAAABlI/QSg4W0FT_zo/s1600-h/051708+novak0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGoof-YKe1I/AAAAAAAABlI/QSg4W0FT_zo/s320/051708+novak0519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218027648047545170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGoofvpggaI/AAAAAAAABlA/Mo23mi7ZLFA/s1600-h/051708+novak0512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGoofvpggaI/AAAAAAAABlA/Mo23mi7ZLFA/s320/051708+novak0512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218027644093759906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ring-bearer wanted in on the pizza as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGpATvb2URI/AAAAAAAABmA/xwqjqjHuELA/s1600-h/051708+novak0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGpATvb2URI/AAAAAAAABmA/xwqjqjHuELA/s320/051708+novak0544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218053826157105426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the guys were in the minister's office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGpATzROI_I/AAAAAAAABmI/yi4JlekWi1A/s1600-h/051708+novak0548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGpATzROI_I/AAAAAAAABmI/yi4JlekWi1A/s320/051708+novak0548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218053827186271218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until they heard from someone* that there was pizza downstairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGortgAeWBI/AAAAAAAABlY/xUvbarxWH58/s1600-h/051708+novak0527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGortgAeWBI/AAAAAAAABlY/xUvbarxWH58/s320/051708+novak0527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218031178948171794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They wanted in on the action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGorueliBQI/AAAAAAAABlg/IGkOjP7mw2k/s1600-h/051708+novak0531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGorueliBQI/AAAAAAAABlg/IGkOjP7mw2k/s320/051708+novak0531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218031195746600194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother and sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGo_JThHTyI/AAAAAAAABlw/RKXHtxNRZyQ/s1600-h/051708+novak0539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGo_JThHTyI/AAAAAAAABlw/RKXHtxNRZyQ/s320/051708+novak0539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218052547352678178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little pep talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGo_KJhZcFI/AAAAAAAABl4/2pgC3w3xRKY/s1600-h/051708+novak0540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGo_KJhZcFI/AAAAAAAABl4/2pgC3w3xRKY/s320/051708+novak0540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218052561849380946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGo_I6klTWI/AAAAAAAABlo/w3kDjYZXmFQ/s1600-h/051708+novak0534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGo_I6klTWI/AAAAAAAABlo/w3kDjYZXmFQ/s320/051708+novak0534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218052540656340322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final prep, and then it's showtime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously on the Dahlia wedding recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/beginning.html"&gt;The beginning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/getting-ready.html"&gt;Getting ready&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-glance.html"&gt;First Glance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*pizza tip and all pictures courtesy of &lt;a href="http://thestoryoftheday.com"&gt;Ken Blaze&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-8391711268826106897?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/8391711268826106897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=8391711268826106897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/8391711268826106897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/8391711268826106897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-chapel.html' title='To the chapel'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGogTFT3uhI/AAAAAAAABj4/io4aL4qeHeo/s72-c/051708+novak0445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-6555594612934677739</id><published>2008-06-30T15:04:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T15:42:28.374-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><title type='text'>The first glance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/beginning.html"&gt;The beginning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/getting-ready.html"&gt;Getting ready&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan was that Calvin would come up to the bridal suite at 12:45, where we would have 15  minutes or so to be alone together (and check each other out in our wedding finest.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, I was running a little bit late.  About 2 minutes late, which isn't too bad for a bride on her wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calvin, on the other hand, was running much further behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGkwUPtfK2I/AAAAAAAABhw/NRDeiFeZI88/s1600-h/051708+novak0348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGkwUPtfK2I/AAAAAAAABhw/NRDeiFeZI88/s320/051708+novak0348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217754767658265442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the phone, trying to figure out what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tip:  If you're planning on having the guys wear self-tie bow-ties, it's a really good idea to have some pre-tied ones for backup, even if the groom can perfectly tie a bow-tie on a normal day at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Calvin assured me that he would be there in 5-10 minutes, I double-checked that everything was in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out my youngest brother was in one of the bathrooms finishing getting dressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGkwUzG2BBI/AAAAAAAABh4/fQu9-90fu2c/s1600-h/051708+novak0366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGkwUzG2BBI/AAAAAAAABh4/fQu9-90fu2c/s320/051708+novak0366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217754777159861266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him that he looked absolutely fabulous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGkwV4gZZmI/AAAAAAAABiA/glkv0czLhs4/s1600-h/051708+novak0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGkwV4gZZmI/AAAAAAAABiA/glkv0czLhs4/s320/051708+novak0369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217754795789084258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then sent him on his way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long after, there was a knock on the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGkxWjhw_tI/AAAAAAAABiI/mJhDE1Ksn68/s1600-h/051708+novak0370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGkxWjhw_tI/AAAAAAAABiI/mJhDE1Ksn68/s320/051708+novak0370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217755906849177298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calvin was extraordinarily relieved to see me.  (I'd never seen him so stressed out in my life.  I thought I was supposed to be the one who was crazed, but that day, I was as cool as a cucumber.)  Our time together went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGkxWwSbpFI/AAAAAAAABiQ/zPEF2eHlRbM/s1600-h/051708+novak0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGkxWwSbpFI/AAAAAAAABiQ/zPEF2eHlRbM/s320/051708+novak0371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217755910274524242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGkyWml5TyI/AAAAAAAABig/s7AlqZHwsr8/s1600-h/051708+novak0378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGkyWml5TyI/AAAAAAAABig/s7AlqZHwsr8/s320/051708+novak0378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217757007183433506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGkxX0kDG6I/AAAAAAAABiY/iazxmuNpnyI/s1600-h/051708+novak0374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGkxX0kDG6I/AAAAAAAABiY/iazxmuNpnyI/s320/051708+novak0374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217755928602024866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGkyXm-Y4mI/AAAAAAAABio/cZ5p1llXrBU/s1600-h/051708+novak0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGkyXm-Y4mI/AAAAAAAABio/cZ5p1llXrBU/s320/051708+novak0383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217757024466035298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begin exchanging gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGkyYHCnykI/AAAAAAAABiw/w0uDzw4T1Dg/s1600-h/051708+novak0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGkyYHCnykI/AAAAAAAABiw/w0uDzw4T1Dg/s320/051708+novak0394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217757033073723970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calvin loved the scrapbook I made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGkz8nybOHI/AAAAAAAABi4/5zdqoHd1Spk/s1600-h/051708+novak0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGkz8nybOHI/AAAAAAAABi4/5zdqoHd1Spk/s320/051708+novak0405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217758759851079794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGkz9HakSEI/AAAAAAAABjA/GYGj5ixGVv4/s1600-h/051708+novak0411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGkz9HakSEI/AAAAAAAABjA/GYGj5ixGVv4/s320/051708+novak0411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217758768340944962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only time I cried the whole day was reading the letter Calvin wrote me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGkz9qg1KZI/AAAAAAAABjI/Ofxm_xLqsz0/s1600-h/051708+novak0425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGkz9qg1KZI/AAAAAAAABjI/Ofxm_xLqsz0/s320/051708+novak0425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217758777762458002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGk1CGFB8ZI/AAAAAAAABjQ/OGlutV_9lJw/s1600-h/051708+novak0427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGk1CGFB8ZI/AAAAAAAABjQ/OGlutV_9lJw/s320/051708+novak0427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217759953393152402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGk2HXi8OOI/AAAAAAAABjg/PcYzEIwk3rE/s1600-h/051708+novak0431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGk2HXi8OOI/AAAAAAAABjg/PcYzEIwk3rE/s320/051708+novak0431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217761143492983010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the valet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGk2Hi7X2CI/AAAAAAAABjo/Jbhgcw3nyIw/s1600-h/051708+novak0432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGk2Hi7X2CI/AAAAAAAABjo/Jbhgcw3nyIw/s320/051708+novak0432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217761146548246562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGk2IB2cq-I/AAAAAAAABjw/OjcoupXIRTU/s1600-h/051708+novak0442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGk2IB2cq-I/AAAAAAAABjw/OjcoupXIRTU/s320/051708+novak0442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217761154849090530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the church!  (in our '02 VW Passat Wagon.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All pictures copyright of the amazing &lt;a href="http://thestoryoftheday.com"&gt;Ken Blaze&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-6555594612934677739?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6555594612934677739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=6555594612934677739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/6555594612934677739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/6555594612934677739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-glance.html' title='The first glance'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGkwUPtfK2I/AAAAAAAABhw/NRDeiFeZI88/s72-c/051708+novak0348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-5161648832323821007</id><published>2008-06-26T09:55:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T10:54:02.849-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dress'/><title type='text'>Getting ready</title><content type='html'>After the &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/beginning.html"&gt;hair and makeup&lt;/a&gt;, we were slightly behind schedule upon return to the hotel.  My fabulous youngest brother had gotten myself and the other ladies sandwiches, and my mom and a dear friend (from Germany!) were waiting for us in the bridal suite.  My original thought had been to eat lunch together, but people grabbed their lunch to go, and my mom went to make sure that my she and my dad would also have something to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got a chance to eat, and &lt;a href="http://thestoryoftheday.com/"&gt;Ken&lt;/a&gt; took some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOhI33HdcI/AAAAAAAABgA/5A9Qw2xbBiI/s1600-h/051708+novak0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOhI33HdcI/AAAAAAAABgA/5A9Qw2xbBiI/s320/051708+novak0277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216189967231317442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is me, eating a sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOhIfeXU_I/AAAAAAAABf4/jHf74srrGdI/s1600-h/051708+novak0275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOhIfeXU_I/AAAAAAAABf4/jHf74srrGdI/s320/051708+novak0275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216189960685048818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tip: Hanging your dress in the window is often the only place in the room that will enable you to keep the train from dragging.  It's why everyone has the dress in the window shot.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOhJfKoOsI/AAAAAAAABgI/jPzJYXGVuZQ/s1600-h/051708+novak0281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOhJfKoOsI/AAAAAAAABgI/jPzJYXGVuZQ/s320/051708+novak0281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216189977782139586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goods: my &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-have-and-to-hold.html"&gt;purse&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/more-shoes.html"&gt;shoes&lt;/a&gt;, jewelry and the perfume Calvin gave me at Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it was time to get dressed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOk7tItAZI/AAAAAAAABgQ/ACcgzGVg428/s1600-h/051708+novak0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOk7tItAZI/AAAAAAAABgQ/ACcgzGVg428/s320/051708+novak0283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216194139060502930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest part was trying to figure out how to get the dress off the hanger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tip:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/with-little-help-from-my-friend.html"&gt;Spanx rock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.  Hard.  And if you are planning on having this part of the day documented on film, I recommend being totally comfortable walking around in your undergarments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken had told me that sometimes it takes brides all of 2 minutes to get dress, and other times it takes an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me?  I was of the 2 minute variety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOk78Sb6II/AAAAAAAABgY/ADN4kJugnv0/s1600-h/051708+novak0287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOk78Sb6II/AAAAAAAABgY/ADN4kJugnv0/s320/051708+novak0287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216194143127857282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOk8RUeKlI/AAAAAAAABgg/zcrK55QySWM/s1600-h/051708+novak0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOk8RUeKlI/AAAAAAAABgg/zcrK55QySWM/s320/051708+novak0293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216194148773538386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pull up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOmx882H_I/AAAAAAAABgo/Iehj7yLhC6A/s1600-h/051708+novak0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOmx882H_I/AAAAAAAABgo/Iehj7yLhC6A/s320/051708+novak0296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216196170530299890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOmyrNwTHI/AAAAAAAABgw/drLfz9KDab4/s1600-h/051708+novak0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOmyrNwTHI/AAAAAAAABgw/drLfz9KDab4/s320/051708+novak0302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216196182949252210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tape... (yes, I did use fashion tape to make sure my dress wouldn't fall down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOmzZ42T8I/AAAAAAAABg4/pfzUDqUMHjU/s1600-h/051708+novak0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOmzZ42T8I/AAAAAAAABg4/pfzUDqUMHjU/s320/051708+novak0313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216196195478032322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm dressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOoRyDl9eI/AAAAAAAABhA/Q5kAEKUzub4/s1600-h/051708+novak0320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOoRyDl9eI/AAAAAAAABhA/Q5kAEKUzub4/s320/051708+novak0320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216197816873252322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom helped with my great-great-aunt's necklace.  (Note the hair beginning to fall out.  This is MY fault, in that I couldn't wait until after the wedding to &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/02/ive-gone-and-chopped-it-off.html"&gt;chop my hair&lt;/a&gt;, and was insistent that I get a french twist.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOoSYOROMI/AAAAAAAABhI/Bl5CDZpPlls/s1600-h/051708+novak0324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOoSYOROMI/AAAAAAAABhI/Bl5CDZpPlls/s320/051708+novak0324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216197827118577858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting in the matching earrings that we got converted to work for pierced ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOoS34xXFI/AAAAAAAABhQ/YSxK4l_XBmE/s1600-h/051708+novak0328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOoS34xXFI/AAAAAAAABhQ/YSxK4l_XBmE/s320/051708+novak0328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216197835618344018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting on the shoes.  My mom helped me get in and out of my shoes for every dress fitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOqs7he3CI/AAAAAAAABhY/fhKoTKbhGQg/s1600-h/051708+novak0340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOqs7he3CI/AAAAAAAABhY/fhKoTKbhGQg/s320/051708+novak0340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216200482294258722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All set and ready to go, with a little bit of time to chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOqtuYS3aI/AAAAAAAABho/dxPpBo6LDbg/s1600-h/051708+novak0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOqtuYS3aI/AAAAAAAABho/dxPpBo6LDbg/s320/051708+novak0346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216200495945932194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying good-bye to my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOqtNPIT6I/AAAAAAAABhg/ARCYWIRPB_g/s1600-h/051708+novak0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOqtNPIT6I/AAAAAAAABhg/ARCYWIRPB_g/s320/051708+novak0341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216200487049121698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking myself out one last time before meeting Calvin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All pictures are copyright of &lt;a href="http://thestoryoftheday.com"&gt;Ken Blaze&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-5161648832323821007?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5161648832323821007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=5161648832323821007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/5161648832323821007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/5161648832323821007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/getting-ready.html' title='Getting ready'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGOhI33HdcI/AAAAAAAABgA/5A9Qw2xbBiI/s72-c/051708+novak0277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-1017388382826748646</id><published>2008-06-24T09:26:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T10:38:11.026-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><title type='text'>The beginning...</title><content type='html'>The night before the wedding, I stayed in the bridal suite (which the fabulous hotel coordinator, Marisa Gindi, upgraded me to.)  Not wanting to spend the night totally by myself, I asked my youngest brother if he wanted to crash on the pullout sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tip:  if you are looking for a place to get ready in downtown Cleveland, I highly recommend the bridal suites at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.marriott.com/hotels/travel/clebr-renaissance-cleveland-hotel/"&gt;Renaissance Cleveland Hotel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.  The suite was easily bigger than our 750 sq. ft. apartment, and the bathroom?  Let's just say that you could very easily have a dance party for 20 in it.  It was amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day began at the very pleasant hour of around 7:30am.  Hair and makeup wasn't scheduled until 10:45, so I took my time getting ready and enjoyed a bit of room service breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tip:  If you are staying at a hotel the night before the wedding, order room service for breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother headed out around 9 or so to meet the guys for breakfast and I just relished in the fact that I was getting married.  Being someone who needs her space, it was really good to have the morning to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 10:15, I called my bridesmaids, and asked if they could join my in the bridal suite, so that we would be ready to go at 10:30 for our appointments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tip:  It's a good idea to double check verbally that everyone knows when things are happening&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The appointments were at &lt;a href="http://www.dinopalmierisalon.com/locations/studio.htm"&gt;Studio Palmieri&lt;/a&gt;, conveniently located just a few blocks from the hotel.  When we arrived at 10:40, our amazing photographer, &lt;a href="http://thestoryoftheday.com/"&gt;Ken Blaze&lt;/a&gt;, was waiting for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGD7T2xhIrI/AAAAAAAABdw/6s3TsjpVNfk/s1600-h/051708+novak0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGD7T2xhIrI/AAAAAAAABdw/6s3TsjpVNfk/s320/051708+novak0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215444687034327730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entering the salon.  I chose to wear one of my favorite shirts, which I've borrowed from my mom (and which she wore to her rehearsal dinner nearly 27 years ago.)  Along with my favorite jeans.  And these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGD9ksSvtwI/AAAAAAAABeY/0UnYMG3RrKY/s1600-h/051708+novak0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGD9ksSvtwI/AAAAAAAABeY/0UnYMG3RrKY/s320/051708+novak0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215447175301936898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite Birkentocks were a necessity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGD7Ud6r1HI/AAAAAAAABd4/EkD6ZQlvkc4/s1600-h/051708+novak0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGD7Ud6r1HI/AAAAAAAABd4/EkD6ZQlvkc4/s320/051708+novak0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215444697541760114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for our appointments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ladies were called for their appointments first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGD8STihJ6I/AAAAAAAABeA/nORz3tgHmi0/s1600-h/051708+novak0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGD8STihJ6I/AAAAAAAABeA/nORz3tgHmi0/s320/051708+novak0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215445759907932066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best friend (and maid of honor!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGD8THEHMlI/AAAAAAAABeI/o2511oTN8_I/s1600-h/051708+novak0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGD8THEHMlI/AAAAAAAABeI/o2511oTN8_I/s320/051708+novak0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215445773739045458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother's fiancee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGD8TeNlE3I/AAAAAAAABeQ/YUc6kgWS4go/s1600-h/051708+novak0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGD8TeNlE3I/AAAAAAAABeQ/YUc6kgWS4go/s320/051708+novak0029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215445779952767858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calvin's sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it was my turn.  The look I was going for was a &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/big-day-beauty.html"&gt;french twist&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGD9lUNN9JI/AAAAAAAABeg/_wCx8Gfayos/s1600-h/051708+novak0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGD9lUNN9JI/AAAAAAAABeg/_wCx8Gfayos/s320/051708+novak0092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215447186016171154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGD9loB3a9I/AAAAAAAABeo/h9j3C0np7PM/s1600-h/051708+novak0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGD9loB3a9I/AAAAAAAABeo/h9j3C0np7PM/s320/051708+novak0099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215447191337266130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which meant that my fine hair was teased.  Really teased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGEA6xCkZ9I/AAAAAAAABe4/XJ6OMikQWC0/s1600-h/051708+novak0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGEA6xCkZ9I/AAAAAAAABe4/XJ6OMikQWC0/s320/051708+novak0111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215450853068269522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was reading Marie Claire magazine, and happened upon &lt;a href="http://www.tina-fey.org/photos/albums/scans/marie%20claire/normal_tmc07.jpg"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.tina-fey.org/photos/albums/scans/marie%20claire/normal_tmc05.jpg"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt; of Tina Fey- which turned out to be pretty much exactly what I wanted to do with my hair.  I pointed out the picture to Dena, and she was able to do exactly what I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGEA6HmkUyI/AAAAAAAABew/kX_zXRMQNhc/s1600-h/051708+novak0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGEA6HmkUyI/AAAAAAAABew/kX_zXRMQNhc/s320/051708+novak0179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215450841944970018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it was time for makeup- not only does Dena do amazing hair, but she does absolutely fabulous makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGEA7e7ugKI/AAAAAAAABfA/EFVmWtchnz8/s1600-h/051708+novak0200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGEA7e7ugKI/AAAAAAAABfA/EFVmWtchnz8/s320/051708+novak0200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215450865387602082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGEDn2tIjoI/AAAAAAAABfI/jDU-ao04Obc/s1600-h/051708+novak0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGEDn2tIjoI/AAAAAAAABfI/jDU-ao04Obc/s320/051708+novak0209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215453826706345602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGEDoeil7pI/AAAAAAAABfQ/P5YGiAWgSoY/s1600-h/051708+novak0241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGEDoeil7pI/AAAAAAAABfQ/P5YGiAWgSoY/s320/051708+novak0241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215453837399551634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tip:  If you have a favorite lip gloss or lipstick, use it on your wedding day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGEDorokQ-I/AAAAAAAABfY/MjbEPxXAmPE/s1600-h/051708+novak0251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGEDorokQ-I/AAAAAAAABfY/MjbEPxXAmPE/s320/051708+novak0251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215453840914269154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last coat of hairspray...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGEFRUxHqeI/AAAAAAAABfg/2jX6_Nkq3DE/s1600-h/051708+novak0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGEFRUxHqeI/AAAAAAAABfg/2jX6_Nkq3DE/s320/051708+novak0247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215455638662392290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A final check of the hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGEFRkC_kXI/AAAAAAAABfo/3HCe5LCQCrM/s1600-h/051708+novak0254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGEFRkC_kXI/AAAAAAAABfo/3HCe5LCQCrM/s320/051708+novak0254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215455642763891058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking care of the bill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGEFUDGH3nI/AAAAAAAABfw/05L89yfYl1k/s1600-h/051708+novak0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGEFUDGH3nI/AAAAAAAABfw/05L89yfYl1k/s320/051708+novak0271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215455685458255474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were good to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All photographs are copyrighted by Ken Blaze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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beginning...'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SGD7T2xhIrI/AAAAAAAABdw/6s3TsjpVNfk/s72-c/051708+novak0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-5390966910494285266</id><published>2008-06-23T09:30:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T11:44:58.692-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><title type='text'>Wedding recap...</title><content type='html'>is about to commence.  Yes, dear readers, the technological issues have been resolved, and it is now time for full recap of the day.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you need to answer a question.  What do you want to hear about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SF-mJ53_aZI/AAAAAAAABdI/V2SKbnqv3vM/s1600-h/hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SF-mJ53_aZI/AAAAAAAABdI/V2SKbnqv3vM/s320/hair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215069582603020690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking each other out for the first time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SF-mec4N59I/AAAAAAAABdY/5Jp0jj_63ro/s1600-h/reveal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SF-mec4N59I/AAAAAAAABdY/5Jp0jj_63ro/s320/reveal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215069935596595154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ceremony:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SF-mJ4aIIyI/AAAAAAAABc4/6b6haKOaGfs/s1600-h/ceremony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SF-mJ4aIIyI/AAAAAAAABc4/6b6haKOaGfs/s320/ceremony.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215069582209327906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The details:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SF-mJ21sD7I/AAAAAAAABdA/tBxDFkYR5vg/s1600-h/details.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SF-mJ21sD7I/AAAAAAAABdA/tBxDFkYR5vg/s320/details.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215069581788057522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reception silliness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SF-oijeKowI/AAAAAAAABdo/wccb5-IHRNE/s1600-h/reception2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SF-oijeKowI/AAAAAAAABdo/wccb5-IHRNE/s320/reception2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215072205109109506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/shhhhhits-secret.html"&gt;secret surprises&lt;/a&gt; I'd been unable to blog about before the wedding:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SF-mea9LHsI/AAAAAAAABdg/pO1QAmIE9B4/s1600-h/surprises.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SF-mea9LHsI/AAAAAAAABdg/pO1QAmIE9B4/s320/surprises.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215069935080513218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'll be sure to cover everything, but I want to know what you are most eager to hear about.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Please note- all pictures are copyrighted by the amazing &lt;a href="http://thestoryoftheday.com/"&gt;Ken Blaze&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-5390966910494285266?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5390966910494285266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=5390966910494285266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/5390966910494285266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/5390966910494285266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/wedding-recap.html' title='Wedding recap...'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SF-mJ53_aZI/AAAAAAAABdI/V2SKbnqv3vM/s72-c/hair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-6623525682118447296</id><published>2008-06-18T12:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T12:32:54.732-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridesmaid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><title type='text'>Bridesmaid Gifts</title><content type='html'>I couldn't blog about it before the wedding (since I know that some of the ladies in the bridal party read this), but I wanted to share what I did to thank the lovely ladies who stood up with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borrowing heavily from &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2007/10/12/for-my-favorite-girls/"&gt;Mrs. Onion&lt;/a&gt;, I got a couple of small items for each woman, put together nicely and these awesome &lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com/us/en/catalog/products/30094851"&gt;storage containers&lt;/a&gt; from Ikea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each box contained one of the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SBHTxhPYLDI/AAAAAAAABU8/MGq_CB-hisg/s1600-h/pearl+earrings.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SBHTxhPYLDI/AAAAAAAABU8/MGq_CB-hisg/s320/pearl+earrings.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193164693024812082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 pair of earrings from &lt;a href="http://www.dashaboutique.com/"&gt;Dasha Boutique&lt;/a&gt;, with each pair selected specifically for the lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SBHTxBPYLAI/AAAAAAAABUk/KUg_g0qjw0U/s1600-h/communist+party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SBHTxBPYLAI/AAAAAAAABUk/KUg_g0qjw0U/s320/communist+party.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193164684434877442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 &lt;a href="http://www.threadless.com/"&gt;Threadless &lt;/a&gt;t-shirt, again a different one for each lady, based on their own interests.&lt;br /&gt;1 cosmetic bag from &lt;a href="http://www.jcrew.com/"&gt;J. Crew&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SBHU2xPYLFI/AAAAAAAABVM/_ISCKhUoWxc/s1600-h/soap+in+a+jar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SBHU2xPYLFI/AAAAAAAABVM/_ISCKhUoWxc/s320/soap+in+a+jar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193165882730753106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 soap in a jar from Etsy seller &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5124873&amp;amp;section_id=5339633"&gt;dennisanderson&lt;/a&gt;, each a different scent.  (I'd highly recommend ordering from Dennis- the soaps smelled absolutely amazing, and turnaround time on the order was really fast.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of the lovely women seemed to really like their gift, and appreciate the thought that went into selecting personalized gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are you giving to your attendants?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-6623525682118447296?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6623525682118447296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=6623525682118447296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/6623525682118447296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/6623525682118447296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/bridesmaid-gifts.html' title='Bridesmaid Gifts'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SBHTxhPYLDI/AAAAAAAABU8/MGq_CB-hisg/s72-c/pearl+earrings.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-2085462690767557650</id><published>2008-06-17T12:06:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T12:23:33.305-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Sundae time!</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine who was unable to make it to the wedding came by this past weekend to check out the wedding pictures* and see how her &lt;a href="http://www.crateandbarrel.com/family.aspx?c=752&amp;amp;f=14130&amp;amp;q=ice+cream&amp;amp;fromLocation=Search&amp;amp;DIMID=400001&amp;amp;SearchPage=1"&gt;wedding gift&lt;/a&gt; works in action.  (For those of you thinking about a shower or wedding present for friends- this ice cream scoop is awesome, and is definitely in our top 5 list of most used wedding presents.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In preparation for the visit, Calvin and I headed out to get some ice cream, and I whipped up a little hot fudge sauce.  Because nothing is better than ice cream and hot fudge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SFfiEMpwg1I/AAAAAAAABcw/RmlSMAouvOM/s1600-h/hot+fudge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SFfiEMpwg1I/AAAAAAAABcw/RmlSMAouvOM/s320/hot+fudge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212883655448363858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image available &lt;a href="http://www.dallasnews.com/sharedcontent/dws/fea/taste/easyrecipes/stories/DN-NSL_NEWSAVOR_0514liv.ART.State.Edition1.907a674.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also got me thinking about how easy it would be to have sundaes for an engagement or bridal shower.  This would work especially tasty, kid-friendly and alcohol free party alternative.  Different types of ice cream, different toppings, whipped cream- how could anyone not have a good time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get the party started, I present to you the best hot fudge recipe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dahlia's Hot Fudge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/4 c. cocoa powder (high quality cocoa makes a difference)&lt;br /&gt;1 c. sugar in the raw (or white sugar, if you prefer)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 t. salt&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. milk&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. butter&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 t. vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine cocoa, sugar and salt in a small saucepan until well mixed.  Add milk and butter and stir over medium heat until butter is melted.  Continue stirring (constantly) until the sugar dissolves- do not let the mixture boil.  Remove from heat and stir in vanilla.  Store in a jar in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a note- the fudge sauce will be very thick when cold.  (Some might say it's the perfect consistency for dipping a spoon into...)  To make it easy to pour, just heat it in the microwave for 30 seconds or so.  The fudge should keep for 2-3 months in the fridge (but it always manages to disappear within a week or so around here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A note about the wedding pictures- I have the proofs from the wedding.  I'm having some technical difficulties getting the pictures uploaded on to my computer, but as soon as I do that, the wedding recap will be on its way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-2085462690767557650?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/2085462690767557650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=2085462690767557650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/2085462690767557650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/2085462690767557650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/party-time.html' title='Sundae time!'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SFfiEMpwg1I/AAAAAAAABcw/RmlSMAouvOM/s72-c/hot+fudge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-4501291237130453383</id><published>2008-06-13T13:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T13:36:11.907-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>Gender roles in marriage</title><content type='html'>I read &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/06/15/magazine/15parenting-t.html?em&amp;amp;ex=1213416000&amp;amp;en=edcce83fc31a3f65&amp;amp;ei=5087%0A"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; article in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New York Times &lt;/span&gt;with great interest, as family and gender is an issue about which I am rather passionate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much of what the article touches on is the inequity in the amount of house work two fully employed partners do at home.  The results discussed in the article suggest that when both a husband and a wife are employed full time, women still end up spending twice as much time as men on housework.  (For same sex couples, this disparity does not exist).  It then goes into some of the implications about why that is the case, and it really got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calvin and I try and split things 50/50 as much as possible.  But my job (full time grad student, part time instructor) is a lot more flexible than his job is (8-5 in IT).  This is especially true in the summer, when I work as a research assistant and am working on my own research- I can pretty much work whenever I want to, so long as it all gets done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result of this flexibility, I end up being the one who takes care of a lot of stuff around the house.  Granted, when it is the last 6 weeks of a term, Calvin pretty much takes over all of the household chores (cooking, cleaning and laundry), but that's only 3 months out of the year.  The rest of the time, I tend to do more of the cooking and the cleaning- because I'd rather do dishes when he's at work and spend time with him when he's at home than have him wash the dishes when he's home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down the line, though, this set pattern could be problematic.  We've talked about raising a family, and have decided that if we could afford to have one parent stay home, it would be Calvin.  But I'm not sure how well that would work out, since we sometimes have different views of what it means for a chore to be completed.  (Case in point: laundry.  Calvin "does laundry" and leaves it in the dryer downstairs.  I "do laundry" and makes sure to bring it upstairs, and do my best to fold it and put it away in a timely manner.)  The whole Calvin staying at home idea was also based on the assumption that I would, after grad school, have greater earning power than him (and we'll see if that actually happens.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us really want the division of labor to be equitable (and we are continually saying "thank you" when the other person takes care of one of the chores), but sometimes it doesn't really feel that way.  But I feel like I don't have much of a right to complain about it, as I don't really have any suggestions for how to make it "equal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do you divide the labor in your household?  If you could change it, how would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-4501291237130453383?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4501291237130453383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=4501291237130453383' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/4501291237130453383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/4501291237130453383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/gender-roles-in-marriage.html' title='Gender roles in marriage'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-4056716991174494652</id><published>2008-06-12T13:07:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T14:00:46.174-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeymoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><title type='text'>Another honeymoon highlight</title><content type='html'>A Balinese cooking class!  Calvin and I, being the foodies that we are, were really excited to take a cooking class while on our honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had heard about a couple of places to go, and ended up at &lt;a href="http://www.bumifood.com/cooking_school.html"&gt;Bumi Bali&lt;/a&gt; for a 5 hour cooking class, which included a tour of the Ubud Market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The market:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SFFdFitfGHI/AAAAAAAABbQ/agpUrzKGlws/s1600-h/Market+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SFFdFitfGHI/AAAAAAAABbQ/agpUrzKGlws/s320/Market+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211048593642690674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entering the market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SFFgDnshW2I/AAAAAAAABcA/rxK50nE4-wU/s1600-h/Market+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SFFgDnshW2I/AAAAAAAABcA/rxK50nE4-wU/s320/Market+7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211051859155966818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading to the lower level where most of the food is sold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SFFgE_HMrcI/AAAAAAAABcI/i4FuQ1a0s44/s1600-h/Market+8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SFFgE_HMrcI/AAAAAAAABcI/i4FuQ1a0s44/s320/Market+8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211051882621742530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is carried or stored in these baskets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SFFdGIgaWaI/AAAAAAAABbY/EJB7vI-ll64/s1600-h/Market+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SFFdGIgaWaI/AAAAAAAABbY/EJB7vI-ll64/s320/Market+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211048603788401058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SFFdGa5WYTI/AAAAAAAABbg/jHGQGNoyVSI/s1600-h/Market+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SFFdGa5WYTI/AAAAAAAABbg/jHGQGNoyVSI/s320/Market+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211048608724836658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of different types of peppers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SFFdH8LcK3I/AAAAAAAABbw/cBFOMcchgvw/s1600-h/Market+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SFFdH8LcK3I/AAAAAAAABbw/cBFOMcchgvw/s320/Market+5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211048634838952818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, a lot of the produce is imported from other parts of Indonesia (or the world.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After a tour of the market, we headed back to the restaurant for our cooking class, where we learned to make seven different dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SFFgF4Fgn9I/AAAAAAAABcQ/17w2EOZuZZU/s1600-h/Cooking+class+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SFFgF4Fgn9I/AAAAAAAABcQ/17w2EOZuZZU/s320/Cooking+class+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211051897915482066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calvin mixing together vegetables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SFFiL0A3llI/AAAAAAAABcY/MQ3m0q28fNk/s1600-h/Cooking+class+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SFFiL0A3llI/AAAAAAAABcY/MQ3m0q28fNk/s320/Cooking+class+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211054198924744274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style19"&gt;Tuna sambal matah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SFFiMe8iSwI/AAAAAAAABcg/l0SDCcfdZtU/s1600-h/Cooking+class+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SFFiMe8iSwI/AAAAAAAABcg/l0SDCcfdZtU/s320/Cooking+class+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211054210449296130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mixing up the meat for sate lillit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SFFiMzMIAnI/AAAAAAAABco/IR89vflFoRw/s1600-h/cooking+class+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SFFiMzMIAnI/AAAAAAAABco/IR89vflFoRw/s320/cooking+class+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211054215883391602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A recipe for shrimp from the instructor's mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was really good- and we received a cookbook of all of the different recipes we cooked (as well as many others to try.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is anyone else taking a cooking class on their honeymoon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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highlight'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SFFdFitfGHI/AAAAAAAABbQ/agpUrzKGlws/s72-c/Market+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-5574371755651605158</id><published>2008-06-06T14:44:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T11:13:01.666-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeymoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><title type='text'>Visiting the Monkey Forest, or Watch a Monkey Climb on Calvin's Head</title><content type='html'>One of the highlights of our&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/01/honeymoon-part-6-weve-booked-our.html"&gt; honeymoon&lt;/a&gt; was a trip (two, actually, because it was that much fun) to the &lt;a href="http://www.monkeyforestubud.com/"&gt;Monkey Forest&lt;/a&gt; in Ubud, Bali.  For 1,500 rupiahs (about $1.60 or s0), you can enter the park.  Another 2,000-3,000 rupiahs will get you a bunch of 15-20 bananas to feed the monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's where the fun begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SE05nUzBWFI/AAAAAAAABao/6yJU980It1Q/s1600-h/MF+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SE05nUzBWFI/AAAAAAAABao/6yJU980It1Q/s320/MF+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209883691697920082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SE03d8BQ59I/AAAAAAAABZ4/v6guJ3K0p9k/s1600-h/Monkey+Forest+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SE03d8BQ59I/AAAAAAAABZ4/v6guJ3K0p9k/s320/Monkey+Forest+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209881331404695506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got caught in a rainstorm, and took shelter right outside of this temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SE07RphZuSI/AAAAAAAABa4/fzBQqKEtqpE/s1600-h/MF+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SE07RphZuSI/AAAAAAAABa4/fzBQqKEtqpE/s320/MF+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209885518327298338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the rain to let up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SE05omXysdI/AAAAAAAABaw/Lui90Lm_uno/s1600-h/MF+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SE05omXysdI/AAAAAAAABaw/Lui90Lm_uno/s320/MF+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209883713595421138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SE07SaR3ISI/AAAAAAAABbA/Aixie41Cm8s/s1600-h/MF+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SE07SaR3ISI/AAAAAAAABbA/Aixie41Cm8s/s320/MF+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209885531415453986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snack time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SE03cSFH1CI/AAAAAAAABZo/yf-Onj4hUwM/s1600-h/Monkey+Forest+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SE03cSFH1CI/AAAAAAAABZo/yf-Onj4hUwM/s320/Monkey+Forest+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209881302966719522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SE03dCj6XcI/AAAAAAAABZw/ksebgwo71Mg/s1600-h/Monkey+Forest+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da28c70ce0944d147%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330443468%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D539E72C0984E8E0AE8729F54BC14B6579035D2CC.5D5F7912CF32DD844C6FBD94B7843D543647ED5A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da28c70ce0944d147%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dm3UfIYZ53AnWnjiSvaE2CQDG9iM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeys climb on Meg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were leaving, we noticed a mother feeding her baby, so we had to stop and take some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SE03epgfSQI/AAAAAAAABaA/Sg6RQv5ywRk/s1600-h/Monkey+Forest+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SE03epgfSQI/AAAAAAAABaA/Sg6RQv5ywRk/s320/Monkey+Forest+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209881343615256834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SE05my-kgHI/AAAAAAAABag/N8tew9uqWOI/s1600-h/Monkey+Forest+8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SE05my-kgHI/AAAAAAAABag/N8tew9uqWOI/s320/Monkey+Forest+8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209883682619555954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SE05kXYvJII/AAAAAAAABaQ/6HsE9qo_CkY/s1600-h/Monkey+Forest+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SE05kXYvJII/AAAAAAAABaQ/6HsE9qo_CkY/s320/Monkey+Forest+6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209883640853374082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever find yourself in Bali, I highly recommend a trip to the Sacred Monkey Forest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-5574371755651605158?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=16e759f5f53daba4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6c8ba7bc57820fc&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a28c70ce0944d147&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5574371755651605158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=5574371755651605158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/5574371755651605158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/5574371755651605158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/visiting-monkey-forest-or-watch-monkey.html' title='Visiting the Monkey Forest, or Watch a Monkey Climb on Calvin&apos;s Head'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SE05nUzBWFI/AAAAAAAABao/6yJU980It1Q/s72-c/MF+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-168728675037946641</id><published>2008-06-05T07:51:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T09:32:16.558-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bouquets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='florists'/><title type='text'>Making Bouquets Is Really Easy, or It's Damn Near Impossible to Make Flowers Look Bad</title><content type='html'>By popular demand (and at the special request of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;soontobemrsc&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ambrosia&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wondermart&lt;/span&gt;, who is making her bouquet this weekend), &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I present to you the making of the bouquets.  (For you monkey lovers, tomorrow's post will be filled with pictures and video of the Monkey Forest.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 8:45am on Friday, the day before the wedding, I headed out with a carload of helpers in search of flowers.  I could have contacted a distributor (or at least the manager of Trader Joe's and Costco) about ordering specific flowers, but that required a little more coordination than I was able to handle in the month before the wedding.  Besides, it seemed like it would be a lot more fun to not know exactly what flowers I would get.  My only requirements were red flowers for the bridesmaids, and white/cream flowers for me.  In my ideal world, I would be able to include stock and hydrangeas, which are my two favorite flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first stop was Cleveland's &lt;a href="http://www.westsidemarket.com/"&gt;West Side Market&lt;/a&gt;.  Disappointingly, there was only one flower vendor at the market that morning.  Fortunately, the vendor had an abundance of red and white flowers in large quantities.  There we gathered together about $70 worth of mums, tulips, stock(!) and assorted other appropriately colored flowers.  Having cleaned out the stand, I was still looking for a little bit more variety for my bouquet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there we headed back across town to Trader Joe's.  (Both the market and TJ's are within 20 minutes of my parents' house.  In opposite directions.  Which meant we spent well over an hour just driving to get the flowers.)   Another $50 or so (which includes money spent picking up a small number of groceries and flowers for my mom, as well as hydrangeas(!)), we proceeded to check out.  When I very gleefully told the cashier that these were the flowers for my bridal bouquet, he talked with one of the other associates who then came bounding over with a dozen hot pick roses for me, as a congratulations from the store.  (It was a thoughtful gesture, although hot pink is not a color I especially like, nor am I a big fan of roses.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once back home, the group (which at this point consisted of my maid of honor, her boyfriend, and me) set about to unwrapping the bouquets and pulling the leaves off of the flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SEffyeu3N9I/AAAAAAAABYA/XCDIJ8Eu4L8/s1600-h/some+of+the+flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SEffyeu3N9I/AAAAAAAABYA/XCDIJ8Eu4L8/s320/some+of+the+flowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208377552413341650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note the lone dozen hot pink roses in the background.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SEffyuu3N-I/AAAAAAAABYI/Pcj-rs5hBn0/s1600-h/the+rest+of+the+flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SEffyuu3N-I/AAAAAAAABYI/Pcj-rs5hBn0/s320/the+rest+of+the+flowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208377556708308962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following what seemed to work well when I gave it a &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2008/04/14/unexpected-success-or-flowers-are-so-expensive/"&gt;try back in April&lt;/a&gt;, I started to arrange the bouquets.  (Much thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Autumn&lt;/span&gt; who gave me &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2008/04/14/unexpected-success-or-flowers-are-so-expensive/"&gt;instructions on how to use floral tape&lt;/a&gt;.  Tape turned out to be much easier than wire.)    When they flowers were arranged, I wrapped and secured ribbon around each of the bouquets (for mine, I used fabric that matched my dress.)  I then trimmed the stems so that they were even, and set each bouquet in a mason jar with about an inch of water.  (The mason jars were my mom's storage suggestion.  They worked absolutely perfectly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we got done a little bit later than I had anticipated (mostly because we got off to a later start than planned), I didn't take any pictures of the completed bouquets that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do have some non-pro pics of the bouquets in action at the wedding:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SEffzeu3OBI/AAAAAAAABYg/tQbkSUusMk8/s1600-h/Lena,+the+bouquets+and+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SEffzeu3OBI/AAAAAAAABYg/tQbkSUusMk8/s320/Lena,+the+bouquets+and+I.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208377569593210898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bouquets, with me and the flower girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SEffy-u3N_I/AAAAAAAABYQ/ogCSXUddBC8/s1600-h/Bouquet+storage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SEffy-u3N_I/AAAAAAAABYQ/ogCSXUddBC8/s320/Bouquet+storage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208377561003276274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note the stock pot used to transport the bouquets in their mason jars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SEffzOu3OAI/AAAAAAAABYY/ySZ3gspjwLg/s1600-h/Last+minute+futzing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SEffzOu3OAI/AAAAAAAABYY/ySZ3gspjwLg/s320/Last+minute+futzing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208377565298243586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some last minute arranging.  Turns out the tulips in the bouquets each grew about an inch overnight, making the bouquets look a bit like aliens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SEfmsOu3OGI/AAAAAAAABZI/OM8QSUmywpg/s1600-h/Bridesmaids+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SEfmsOu3OGI/AAAAAAAABZI/OM8QSUmywpg/s400/Bridesmaids+edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208385141620553826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridesmaid and flower girl bouquets in action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SEfmr-u3OFI/AAAAAAAABZA/DBYoglScTEg/s1600-h/My+Bouquet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SEfmr-u3OFI/AAAAAAAABZA/DBYoglScTEg/s400/My+Bouquet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208385137325586514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up close and personal with my bouquet (that's my youngest brother's hands in the background)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would I do it again?  Absolutely.  I really enjoyed arranging the flowers, and didn't really find it very stressful at all.  And it's really hard to make flowers look bad, since they are pretty to begin with.  Bouquets were not a high priority for me at all, and since I wasn't seeking perfection (if you are, I highly recommend going with a florist), it didn't really bother me that a very small number of flowers in the bouquet looked slightly wilted the day of the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Total costs (in time and dollars):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 4.75 hours (2.25 for purchasing; 2.5 for prepping/arranging)&lt;br /&gt;Total money spent on flowers and supplies for 5 bouquets: about $110&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lessons Learned:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It was really helpful to have other people stripping off the leaves.&lt;br /&gt;-If we had used roses, it would have taken substantially longer to prepare and arrange the flowers as they would have needed to be dethorned.&lt;br /&gt;-Tulips, while beautiful, will grow quite a bit overnight.  This can leave your bouquet looking like it has alien antennas.&lt;br /&gt;-Assuming you are after "good enough" and not "perfection", plan to allot about a half hour per bouquet.  Perfection will take substantially longer.&lt;br /&gt;-Spider mums photograph somewhat strangely.&lt;br /&gt;-The best workspace is a large table or counter&lt;br /&gt;-Have a compost or garbage bag ready for all of the leaves and stems&lt;br /&gt;-Mason jars make great storage vases for the bouquets.&lt;br /&gt;-Some flowers will break when you are prepping/arranging them, so it is best to generously estimate how many flowers you need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-168728675037946641?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/168728675037946641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=168728675037946641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/168728675037946641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/168728675037946641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/making-bouquets-is-really-easy-or-its.html' title='Making Bouquets Is Really Easy, or It&apos;s Damn Near Impossible to Make Flowers Look Bad'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SEffyeu3N9I/AAAAAAAABYA/XCDIJ8Eu4L8/s72-c/some+of+the+flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-1361286062202734396</id><published>2008-06-04T08:23:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T08:44:38.450-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>We're back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SEaLmeu3N8I/AAAAAAAABXI/coSgYi3jm7k/s1600-h/IMG_0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SEaLmeu3N8I/AAAAAAAABXI/coSgYi3jm7k/s400/IMG_0031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208003512301467586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The obligatory wedding self-portrait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And very happily married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pro pictures are supposed to arrive next week, but until then, I'd like to find out what you, dear readers, are most eager to hear about.  Your options:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A. &lt;/span&gt;Honeymoon details, with post titles in including "Visiting the Monkey Forest, or Watch a Monkey Climb on Calvin's Head"  and "Learning to Catch a Wave, or Calvin Totally Schools Meg When It Comes To Surfing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B.&lt;/span&gt;  Remaining DIY details, with post titles including "The Programs are Done, or How Not to Get a Paper Cut When You Fold 600 pieces of Paper" and "Making Bouquets Is Really Easy, or It's Damn Near Impossible to Make Flowers Look Bad"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C.&lt;/span&gt;  All of the above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D.&lt;/span&gt;  None of the above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy to be back, and can hardly wait to share everything with you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-1361286062202734396?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/1361286062202734396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=1361286062202734396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/1361286062202734396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/1361286062202734396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/06/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re back!'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SEaLmeu3N8I/AAAAAAAABXI/coSgYi3jm7k/s72-c/IMG_0031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-2365797905010664316</id><published>2008-05-16T07:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T07:57:48.748-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>Miss Dahlia, signing off</title><content type='html'>Things get a little bit crazy just before a wedding.  (I was actually surprised by this- I guess I thought all of the "things will be so busy" wouldn't happen to me.  Well, it did.  Things get busy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with the wedding tomorrow, this is Miss Dahlia signing off.  Thank you so much for all of your support throughout this wedding process, and when I return from Bali, I'll give the full wedding recap.  Now, though, it's time to by the flowers for my &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/unexpected-success-or-flowers-are-so.html"&gt;bouquet&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-2365797905010664316?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/2365797905010664316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=2365797905010664316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/2365797905010664316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/2365797905010664316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/05/miss-dahlia-signing-off.html' title='Miss Dahlia, signing off'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-861542043094608929</id><published>2008-05-13T08:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T08:19:40.189-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reception'/><title type='text'>matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match</title><content type='html'>Last night we were double checking the seating chart, making sure that everyone is seated appropriately (i.e. non-drinkers are not located next to the bar, crazy relatives are separated, that sort of thing.)  Reflecting on it as we were lying in bed, we started thinking about which "singles" we could possibly pair up.  (It actually reminded me of high school sleepovers.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, we're not doing a singles table, as most people naturally fall into a particular group (high school friends, college friends, grad school friends) of people.  But Calvin's got this friend from high school, and I've got this friend from college, and well, it seems like they would just be perfect for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that this sort of meddling typically doesn't work out very well, but it is so tempting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyone else playing matchmaker at their wedding?  (And if you met your special someone at a wedding, please share!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-861542043094608929?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/861542043094608929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=861542043094608929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/861542043094608929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/861542043094608929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/05/matchmaker-matchmaker-make-me-match.html' title='matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-1529719786568701713</id><published>2008-05-12T07:42:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T08:13:27.207-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reception'/><title type='text'>ride wit me*</title><content type='html'>No limo for us on our wedding day.**  Nope, we're saving a couple of bucks, and using my dad's sweet ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SCgybz0wmAI/AAAAAAAABW4/0tLr613-Ee4/s1600-h/pt+cruiser+-+dad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SCgybz0wmAI/AAAAAAAABW4/0tLr613-Ee4/s400/pt+cruiser+-+dad.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199461223148591106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad's PT Cruiser Convertible, as seen by&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/help/maps/streetview/index_.html"&gt; Google Street View&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the weather cooperates (although today's forecast say showers), we'll head out with the roof down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SCgycD0wmBI/AAAAAAAABXA/tTWW0VCmPuQ/s1600-h/pt+cruiser+convertible.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SCgycD0wmBI/AAAAAAAABXA/tTWW0VCmPuQ/s400/pt+cruiser+convertible.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199461227443558418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image found &lt;a href="http://www.ptcruiserclub.org/forums/gforum.cgi?post=192767"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your getaway car?&lt;/span&gt;  (And if you want to use a PT Cruiser, and happen to live in Australia, you can actually rent a PT Cruiser for your wedding &lt;a href="http://www.cruisingptweddings.com.au/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*My apologies to Nelly&lt;br /&gt;**My limo experience was permanently scarred by a rather unfortunate prom experience, where we had a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Padiddle"&gt;padiddle&lt;/a&gt; limo, where the stereo didn't work, the air conditioning didn't work, it smelled a bit like cigarette smoke, and the windows would roll down but not up.  In it were myself and 4 friends, along with our dates.  2 of the dates ended up putting their heads out the window and barking like a dog at passing cars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-1529719786568701713?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/1529719786568701713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=1529719786568701713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/1529719786568701713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/1529719786568701713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/05/ride-wit-me.html' title='ride wit me*'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SCgybz0wmAI/AAAAAAAABW4/0tLr613-Ee4/s72-c/pt+cruiser+-+dad.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-4990926970365945432</id><published>2008-05-09T08:22:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T08:32:50.412-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>Down came the rain...</title><content type='html'>Good News:  There is just over a week until our wedding, which means we are clear into 10-day forecast range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad News:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SCRCRbBLSmI/AAAAAAAABWg/oa3dY9l_CEs/s1600-h/weather.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SCRCRbBLSmI/AAAAAAAABWg/oa3dY9l_CEs/s400/weather.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198352736970295906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, our ceremony and reception are indoors, but I was still hoping to take some pictures around Cleveland's Little Italy.  Can't you just imagine the great shots we could get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SCRDb7BLSnI/AAAAAAAABWo/0Nt6hvN7Ylw/s1600-h/little+italy+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SCRDb7BLSnI/AAAAAAAABWo/0Nt6hvN7Ylw/s400/little+italy+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198354016870550130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://zoltenwooddesign.com/murals2.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SCRDb7BLSoI/AAAAAAAABWw/PcKXaOxYcUI/s1600-h/little+italy+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SCRDb7BLSoI/AAAAAAAABWw/PcKXaOxYcUI/s400/little+italy+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198354016870550146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;From&lt;a href="http://www.placesintown.com/cleveland/little_italy11.jpg"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's pouring down rain, I think that walking around town will be a no-go, since I really don't want to trash my dress before the reception.  But if it's just drizzling, or a little damp, I think we we could do it, so long as we have a giant umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are you doing in case it rains on your wedding day?  (And anyone have a suggestion for a giant umbrella?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-4990926970365945432?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4990926970365945432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=4990926970365945432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/4990926970365945432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/4990926970365945432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/05/down-came-rain.html' title='Down came the rain...'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SCRCRbBLSmI/AAAAAAAABWg/oa3dY9l_CEs/s72-c/weather.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-2167788455337912329</id><published>2008-05-08T07:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T07:21:48.750-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>Crazy dreams</title><content type='html'>Taking the advice of many in &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2008/05/07/getting-cold-feet/"&gt;yesterday's post&lt;/a&gt;, I decided to head to bed early last night.  I'm not sure whether it was the exhaustion, the cold or the cold medicine, but I had a crazy dream last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a Sunday morning, which in my dream was the morning of our wedding.  Only I didn't realize this immediately.  I went to church, was chatting with people and what not, and started driving to my parents' house around 11:30am.  Driving over there, I realized that I had totally and completely missed my hair and makeup appointments, and started freaking out because I was supposed to be at the hotel getting ready so that we could leave at 1pm for the church.  I called the hair salon, but the person I spoke to said that they had wondered what happened to me, and that since they closed at 12pm, there was nothing they could do to help.  I started panicking, but no one seemed to quite understand why I was so stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the dream ended.  And I realized that there was no way that I was going to forget my hair appointment the morning of the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What crazy wedding dreams have you had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-2167788455337912329?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/2167788455337912329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=2167788455337912329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/2167788455337912329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/2167788455337912329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/05/crazy-dreams.html' title='Crazy dreams'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-7504542423642764158</id><published>2008-05-07T12:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T12:52:17.199-04:00</updated><title type='text'>getting cold feet....</title><content type='html'>And arms.  And throat.  And nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's attack of the killer cold from Michigan.  Sore throat, coughing, congestion, runny nose, the works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SCHcMRYp49I/AAAAAAAABWY/HcwHBtozIWg/s1600-h/cold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SCHcMRYp49I/AAAAAAAABWY/HcwHBtozIWg/s400/cold.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197677548345615314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image found &lt;a href="http://www.herbcompanion.com/Health/Defeat-Cold-and-Flu-Bugs.aspx"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting sick was not part of The Plan.  And while I'm grateful that I'm getting sick this week, and not next week, it took Calvin over a week to get over his cold, and I'm getting married in, oh, 11 days.  And there is still quite a bit to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your best, fast working cold remedy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-7504542423642764158?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/7504542423642764158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=7504542423642764158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/7504542423642764158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/7504542423642764158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/05/getting-cold-feet.html' title='getting cold feet....'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SCHcMRYp49I/AAAAAAAABWY/HcwHBtozIWg/s72-c/cold.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-3856654161108582837</id><published>2008-05-06T11:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T12:06:26.989-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeymoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Honeymoon Destinations</title><content type='html'>Just a note to regular readers:  this is a guest post I'm doing for &lt;a href="http://www.bridalguide.com/"&gt;Bridal Guide&lt;/a&gt;, so some of this you may have seen before.  But I don't think anyone will mind looking at pictures of gorgeous exotic locales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning a honeymoon has been one of the most fun parts of wedding planning.  It's not every day (or at least, it's not my every day) that you get to plan a two week trip to an amazing destination.  Given that importance of this vacation (it is our honeymoon, after all), we spent quite a bit of time scouring the globe for the actual perfect location. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our criteria:&lt;br /&gt;-ability to stay in smaller, boutique type places&lt;br /&gt;-good food/wine&lt;br /&gt;-city and beach/pool/lazing around time&lt;br /&gt;-if possible, private outdoor swim area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, there are a large number of places, all over the globe, that meet these requirements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First place we checked out:  Mexico.  Specifically &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amuleto.net/"&gt;Amuleto&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High up on the cliffs overlooking Zihuatanejo Bay, Amuleto seemed like the perfect place to get a away from it all and relish in being married. With solid &lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Hotel_Review-g150795-d530927-Reviews-Amuleto-Zihuatanejo_Ixtapa_Zihuatanejo_Pacific_Coast.html"&gt;tripadvisor&lt;/a&gt; ratings, it seemed perfect. Pricey, at about $400 USD/night, not counting tax and gratuity, but it looks perfect. Consider one of the main suites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsCL-S_JLfI/AAAAAAAAALM/SoKStbicTZw/s1600-h/Amuleto+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsCL-S_JLfI/AAAAAAAAALM/SoKStbicTZw/s320/Amuleto+2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098228680548232690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Complete with hammock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsCL-S_JLgI/AAAAAAAAALU/QJkXMbx0Lm8/s1600-h/Amuleto+3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsCL-S_JLgI/AAAAAAAAALU/QJkXMbx0Lm8/s320/Amuleto+3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098228680548232706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And private plunge pool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsCL-C_JLeI/AAAAAAAAALE/2yXeBcbRkoA/s1600-h/Amuleto+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsCL-C_JLeI/AAAAAAAAALE/2yXeBcbRkoA/s320/Amuleto+1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098228676253265378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for a bit more, you could stay in the Palapa suite, which has a unique indoor/outdoor feel to it. Like living in the rainforest with luxury accommodations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsCL-i_JLhI/AAAAAAAAALc/IHBS1uTRw0M/s1600-h/Amuleto+4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsCL-i_JLhI/AAAAAAAAALc/IHBS1uTRw0M/s320/Amuleto+4.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098228684843200018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just check out the shower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsCL-i_JLiI/AAAAAAAAALk/pHin1nEdj70/s1600-h/Amuleto+5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsCL-i_JLiI/AAAAAAAAALk/pHin1nEdj70/s320/Amuleto+5.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098228684843200034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely gorgeous.  Seriously.  And while this remains on our (well, my) list of places to go, we ended up vetoing it, since my fiance was not really digging Mexico, and we're headed there next year for the wedding of a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, no Mexico.  We moved our search across the Atlantic, and though of Spain.  &lt;/span&gt;So many people (my brother included) have said that Barcelona is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can rent out really nice apartments for way cheaper than you would get in a comparable hotel.   Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.barcelona.com/barcelona_apartments"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a sample of what is available:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendlyrentals.com/en/barcelona/apartment-646-1-1.htm#an_calculator"&gt;Studio apartment in Las Ramblas&lt;/a&gt; for 120 euros, or roughly $160.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSjn5Rk08I/AAAAAAAAAMk/rb_JPni6JEc/s1600-h/barcelona+apt+1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSjn5Rk08I/AAAAAAAAAMk/rb_JPni6JEc/s320/barcelona+apt+1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099380583875007426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSjoJRk09I/AAAAAAAAAMs/_vHFkfQ_4Xs/s1600-h/barcelona+apt+1-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSjoJRk09I/AAAAAAAAAMs/_vHFkfQ_4Xs/s320/barcelona+apt+1-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099380588169974738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very chic bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSjoZRk0_I/AAAAAAAAAM8/HUlGJqn3SQA/s1600-h/barcelona+apt+1-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSjoZRk0_I/AAAAAAAAAM8/HUlGJqn3SQA/s320/barcelona+apt+1-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099380592464942066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and your own private terrace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSjoZRk0-I/AAAAAAAAAM0/zz92q-8t3ks/s1600-h/barcelona+apt+1-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSjoZRk0-I/AAAAAAAAAM0/zz92q-8t3ks/s320/barcelona+apt+1-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099380592464942050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if we wanted beach time, there is always the Canary Islands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSm5pRk1AI/AAAAAAAAANE/sh2LJflfLWE/s1600-h/Canary+Islands.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSm5pRk1AI/AAAAAAAAANE/sh2LJflfLWE/s320/Canary+Islands.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099384187352568834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above pictures are from the &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8713302916550130765"&gt;Hotel Palm Beach&lt;/a&gt;, which has the modern, design styled rooms shown below.   This place has decent &lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Hotel_Review-g187471-d238903-Reviews-Seaside_Hotel_Palm_Beach-Grand_Canary_Canary_Islands.html"&gt;tripadvisor ratings&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSm5pRk1BI/AAAAAAAAANM/T8uP8XO0eIw/s1600-h/Canary+Islands+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSm5pRk1BI/AAAAAAAAANM/T8uP8XO0eIw/s320/Canary+Islands+2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099384187352568850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or if you want something more traditional, consider the&lt;a href="http://www.hotelsanroque.com/in/home.html"&gt; Hotel San Roque&lt;/a&gt;, also with good &lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Hotel_Review-g319795-d195214-Reviews-Hotel_San_Roque-Garachico_Tenerife_Canary_Islands.html"&gt;tripadvisor reviews&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSofJRk1FI/AAAAAAAAANs/Hy_6836weVQ/s1600-h/canary+islands+la+roque+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSofJRk1FI/AAAAAAAAANs/Hy_6836weVQ/s400/canary+islands+la+roque+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099385931109291090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The regular room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSoe5Rk1DI/AAAAAAAAANc/SZu_Bs_k350/s1600-h/canary+islands+la+roque+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSoe5Rk1DI/AAAAAAAAANc/SZu_Bs_k350/s400/canary+islands+la+roque+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099385926814323762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or splurge on the tower room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSoe5Rk1CI/AAAAAAAAANU/VmoGAl7Bst4/s1600-h/canary+islands+la+roque+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSoe5Rk1CI/AAAAAAAAANU/VmoGAl7Bst4/s400/canary+islands+la+roque+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099385926814323746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complete with its own terrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSofJRk1EI/AAAAAAAAANk/ofd6ZqGfsyk/s1600-h/canary+islands+la+roque+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSofJRk1EI/AAAAAAAAANk/ofd6ZqGfsyk/s400/canary+islands+la+roque+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099385931109291074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that has views of the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after some discussion, we decided that Spain was not the place for us- partly because we wanted some of the amenities offered at a hotel, like fresh linens and room service- and partly because my fiance had his heart set on another location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSqQpRk1GI/AAAAAAAAAN0/rdrhMa97i-Q/s1600-h/greece.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSqQpRk1GI/AAAAAAAAAN0/rdrhMa97i-Q/s320/greece.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099387881024443490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Picture is from &lt;a href="http://www3.nationalgeographic.com/places/photos/photo_greece_greece.html"&gt;National Geographic&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we both fell in love with one place in particular- &lt;a href="http://ikies.com/index.html"&gt;Ikies&lt;/a&gt;. Nestled on the outskirts of Oia, Ikies offered private outdoor jacuzzis, breakfast on your own private terrace, and the nearly impossible perfect 5 rating on &lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Hotel_Review-g482941-d268996-Reviews-Ikies_Traditional_Houses-Oia_Santorini_Cyclades.html"&gt;tripadvisor&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSsg5Rk1HI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ZSca9wTPAOM/s1600-h/ikies+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSsg5Rk1HI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ZSca9wTPAOM/s320/ikies+1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099390359220573298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A view of the property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSsg5Rk1II/AAAAAAAAAOE/jc4rjwNMBKw/s1600-h/ikies+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSsg5Rk1II/AAAAAAAAAOE/jc4rjwNMBKw/s320/ikies+2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099390359220573314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that terrace amazing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSsg5Rk1JI/AAAAAAAAAOM/9lZH1XuaQ1I/s1600-h/ikies+3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSsg5Rk1JI/AAAAAAAAAOM/9lZH1XuaQ1I/s320/ikies+3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099390359220573330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rooms aren't to shabby either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSshJRk1KI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ZM4fCw_wKGw/s1600-h/ikies+4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSshJRk1KI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ZM4fCw_wKGw/s320/ikies+4.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099390363515540642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at how beautiful it is at dusk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only trick was, while Greece is new to my fiance, I have been to the Greek islands before. Although it was while I was backpacking through college, and was only on Santorini briefly because we missed our ferry stop in Ios (think MTV spring break, only with Aussies instead of Americans), I still wasn't settled on going someplace I had been before. Besides, we wanted city! And I am not a big fan of Athens.  And somehow, to me, Greece just doesn't sound too exotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if we went to Istanbul as well?  Turkey sounds exotic.  And we could stay at &lt;a href="http://www.misafirsuites.com/?pid=4"&gt;MiSafir Suites&lt;/a&gt;, a place that has (say it with me now) amazing&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Hotel_Review-g293974-d622790-Reviews-MiSafir_Suites-Istanbul.html"&gt; tripadvisor ratings&lt;/a&gt;.  Just look at it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSuR5Rk1OI/AAAAAAAAAO0/6C1E2bJhRAU/s1600-h/misafir+suites+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSuR5Rk1OI/AAAAAAAAAO0/6C1E2bJhRAU/s400/misafir+suites+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099392300545791202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSuRpRk1NI/AAAAAAAAAOs/SAbvIPVyEaM/s1600-h/misafir+suites+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsSuRpRk1NI/AAAAAAAAAOs/SAbvIPVyEaM/s400/misafir+suites+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099392296250823890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That way I could get my passport stamped in a new country as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like all the places thus discussed, there was just one trick. This time, it was that there is no good way to get from Santorini to Istanbul. Flights must go through Athens, and there are two airlines available: &lt;a href="http://www.olympicairlines.com/"&gt;Olympic&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.thy.com/en-INT/index.aspx"&gt;Turkish&lt;/a&gt;. Flights are expensive, and it seemed difficult justifying spending $800 to go to someplace mostly because I wanted to go to someplace new. But what if we just went to Turkey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we could split our time between Istanbul and Cappadoccia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RwOTfLXXcJI/AAAAAAAAAnk/EiHH00ag5po/s1600-h/cappadocia+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RwOTfLXXcJI/AAAAAAAAAnk/EiHH00ag5po/s400/cappadocia+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117095765459038354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RwOTfbXXcKI/AAAAAAAAAns/k9Qd3Ot_mQw/s1600-h/cappadocia+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RwOTfbXXcKI/AAAAAAAAAns/k9Qd3Ot_mQw/s400/cappadocia+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117095769754005666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Last two images found &lt;a href="http://www.turkeyinphotos.com/cappadocia.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cappadoccia has a significant history; it was both the home to ancient Hittite civilization, and the underground tunnels were used by early Christians to avoid persecution. &lt;a href="http://www.sacred-destinations.com/turkey/cappadocia-goreme-open-air-museum.htm"&gt;The Goreme Open-Air Museum&lt;/a&gt; contains many ancient churches, and the underground cities of Kaymakli and Derinkuyu are also places to visit. Perhaps the most popular thing for tourists is to take a hot air balloon ride at sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RwOTfbXXcLI/AAAAAAAAAn0/zTUdcERsuqY/s1600-h/cappadocia+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RwOTfbXXcLI/AAAAAAAAAn0/zTUdcERsuqY/s400/cappadocia+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117095769754005682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image found &lt;a href="http://travel.webshots.com/photo/2588181220029147320qhxjqa"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, there are also many fabulous places to stay in the area:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sacred-house.com/rooms.html"&gt;Sacred House&lt;/a&gt; has &lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Hotel_Review-g297989-d556821-Reviews-Sacred_House-Urgup_Cappadocia.html"&gt;good tripadvisor ratings&lt;/a&gt;; prices range from $130-170/night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RwOTfrXXcMI/AAAAAAAAAn8/MIoXBhLoQKw/s1600-h/sacred+house+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RwOTfrXXcMI/AAAAAAAAAn8/MIoXBhLoQKw/s400/sacred+house+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117095774048972994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RwOTfrXXcNI/AAAAAAAAAoE/hxRBy8j7egs/s1600-h/sacred+house+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RwOTfrXXcNI/AAAAAAAAAoE/hxRBy8j7egs/s400/sacred+house+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117095774048973010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gamirasu.com/?mod=mainpage"&gt;Gamarisu&lt;/a&gt; also has excellent &lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Hotel_Review-g297989-d307584-Reviews-Gamirasu_Cave_Hotel-Urgup_Cappadocia.html"&gt;tripadvisor ratings&lt;/a&gt;; rooms range from $95-$700, with most $200 or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RwOWvrXXcQI/AAAAAAAAAoc/zjJEyUhrLVw/s1600-h/gamirasu+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RwOWvrXXcQI/AAAAAAAAAoc/zjJEyUhrLVw/s400/gamirasu+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117099347461763330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RwOWvbXXcOI/AAAAAAAAAoM/xN6BSMxxNFQ/s1600-h/gamirasu+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RwOWvbXXcOI/AAAAAAAAAoM/xN6BSMxxNFQ/s400/gamirasu+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117099343166796002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RwOWvrXXcPI/AAAAAAAAAoU/CEkKpfXItXI/s1600-h/gamirasu+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RwOWvrXXcPI/AAAAAAAAAoU/CEkKpfXItXI/s400/gamirasu+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117099347461763314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we could spend time in Istanbul, and some in Cappadoccia. We could also travel to Bodrum or another locations along the coast for the requisite beach time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as we were planning our trip, the cost of airline tickets to Turkey kept increasing.  And the value of the dollar kept declining.  For not much more than the cost of our plane tickets to Turkey, we could fly to Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had already nixed India (my fiance has been there) and Thailand (May is the rainy season). We had talked about Japan, but it would eliminate the whole being cheaper once you get there, and it would definitely be more of a see-as-much-as-you-can sort of vacation than a relaxing one with some sightseeing.  So we settled on the following location:&lt;br /&gt;And then we finally settled on our place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bali.  (And Singapore- since we get a free stopover with &lt;a href="http://www.singaporeair.com/saa/index.jsp"&gt;Singapore Airways&lt;/a&gt;, and want some big city fun.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ngI8ENZfI/AAAAAAAABCU/4UiHKAQlIB4/s1600-h/bali+from+wikimedia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ngI8ENZfI/AAAAAAAABCU/4UiHKAQlIB4/s320/bali+from+wikimedia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159401292296971762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image from &lt;a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/Image:Bali_june_aft.jpg"&gt;Wikimedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5nfvMENZdI/AAAAAAAABCE/_fORs7e1KaY/s1600-h/bali+from+yapta+tours.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5nfvMENZdI/AAAAAAAABCE/_fORs7e1KaY/s320/bali+from+yapta+tours.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159400849915340242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image from &lt;a href="http://www.saptatours.com/sapta01/balpack.html"&gt;Saptatours&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5nfvsENZeI/AAAAAAAABCM/ovFaWmG9QqU/s1600-h/bali-festival+from+younan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5nfvsENZeI/AAAAAAAABCM/ovFaWmG9QqU/s320/bali-festival+from+younan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159400858505274850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image from &lt;a href="http://younan.wordpress.com/2008/01/02/bali-festival/"&gt;Younan's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been to Asia. My fiance spent three weeks in India with his best friend (his best man) and his family. On the way there and back, they spent some time in Bangkok. But he has never been to other parts of Asia, and really wants to go. (As do I!) And Bali seems to provide the best of all of the places we considered: good food, beach, culture, someplace new, and the possibility of a big city adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're spending 4 nights at the &lt;a href="http://www.theelysian.com/"&gt;Elysian Bali Villas&lt;/a&gt;. Located in Seminyak, it is near (but not on) the beach, and close to lots of restaurants and more upscale tourist attractions. (In other words, it's not near the college backpacking crowd. Which is good. I did the whole drunken college student thing for a couple of days in Ios, Greece, and that was plenty for me. For life.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZPKg78QPI/AAAAAAAABBM/YzI1mMDIKVQ/s1600-h/Elysian+Bedroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZPKg78QPI/AAAAAAAABBM/YzI1mMDIKVQ/s320/Elysian+Bedroom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158397465258115314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bedroom looks good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZPKg78QOI/AAAAAAAABBE/a-hKkH5QRwo/s1600-h/Elysian+Bali.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZPKg78QOI/AAAAAAAABBE/a-hKkH5QRwo/s320/Elysian+Bali.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158397465258115298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Complete with our own private pool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZPKw78QQI/AAAAAAAABBU/MMYEWa-0ug4/s1600-h/Elysian+living+room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZPKw78QQI/AAAAAAAABBU/MMYEWa-0ug4/s320/Elysian+living+room.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158397469553082626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I could handle this living room....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will then be spending 4 nights in Ubud (cultural mecca) in the center of the island, at the &lt;a href="http://www.komaneka.com/komaneka/resort/english/Default.asp"&gt;Komaneka Resort&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZPLA78QRI/AAAAAAAABBc/eyhF4pKTpio/s1600-h/Komaneka+bedroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZPLA78QRI/AAAAAAAABBc/eyhF4pKTpio/s320/Komaneka+bedroom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158397473848049938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Check out that view!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZPLA78QSI/AAAAAAAABBk/0CfdXvoFjN0/s1600-h/Komaneka+pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZPLA78QSI/AAAAAAAABBk/0CfdXvoFjN0/s320/Komaneka+pool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158397473848049954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Overlooking the rice paddies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case we tire of the staring at the rice paddies and decide to venture out in the world, there is a lot to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like go to the &lt;a href="http://www.monkeyforestubud.com/"&gt;Sacred Monkey Forest&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vxP0RIBgElU&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vxP0RIBgElU&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't want to see monkeys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after we leave Ubud, we are headed to Singapore for 4 nights, staying at the &lt;a href="http://www.fairmont.com/singapore"&gt;Fairmount Singapore&lt;/a&gt; (formerly Raffles the Plaza).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZVhw78QTI/AAAAAAAABBs/iVrvSmUv7Xs/s1600-h/Fairmount+Singapore+bedroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZVhw78QTI/AAAAAAAABBs/iVrvSmUv7Xs/s320/Fairmount+Singapore+bedroom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158404461759840562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The room- pic from &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;amp;postID=2064885104126097959"&gt;tripadvisor.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZViA78QUI/AAAAAAAABB0/AOOUdCOyttg/s1600-h/Fairmount+Singapore+View.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZViA78QUI/AAAAAAAABB0/AOOUdCOyttg/s320/Fairmount+Singapore+View.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158404466054807874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The view (every room comes with a balcony!) - pic from &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;amp;postID=2064885104126097959"&gt;tripadvisor.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, both of us are psyched for this trip. Seriously.  You might even say that I'm more excited about the honeymoon than I am about the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where are you going on your honeymoon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-3856654161108582837?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/3856654161108582837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=3856654161108582837' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/3856654161108582837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/3856654161108582837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/05/planning-honeymoon-or-my-dream.html' title='Honeymoon Destinations'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/RsCL-S_JLfI/AAAAAAAAALM/SoKStbicTZw/s72-c/Amuleto+2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-3531821488025423422</id><published>2008-05-05T08:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T08:42:56.389-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeymoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>About that travel...</title><content type='html'>One of the items on my checklist that I took care of this weekend was registering our honeymoon travels with the US State Department.  Although I've never registered my travels before, since we are headed to Indonesia, I thought it might be a good idea to do it this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, you just provide the State Department with your contact information when you are traveling, so that if there were some emergency, they would be able to contact you.  And it's really easy, since you can do it &lt;a href="https://travelregistration.state.gov/ibrs/ui/"&gt;online&lt;/a&gt;.  Took about 5 minutes or so, and now I know that if something awful should happen, it'll be a little bit easier for the government to find me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone else registered their travel with the State Department?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-3531821488025423422?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/3531821488025423422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=3531821488025423422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/3531821488025423422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/3531821488025423422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/05/about-that-travel.html' title='About that travel...'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-4935082481255560178</id><published>2008-05-02T13:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T13:53:05.319-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guests'/><title type='text'>Tracking down the RSVPs</title><content type='html'>The due date guest responses to our wedding was May 1 (which, as you all probably know, was yesterday).  We received 2 more responses in the mail today, which I'll consider on time, since they were postmarked April 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we have 7 outstanding invitations remaining that are for a total of 17 people.  (Yes, this includes a family of 5, where the mother is a reader, the father is our videographer and one of the daughters is our soloist.  We know they're coming, but don't know whether they want vegetarian or chicken.)  Still, that isn't too shabby, given that we sent out 121 invitations to invite 227 people.  That's a response rate of 94%, which is pretty darn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now begins the task of calling those who did not RSVP, and finding out what their intentions are- hopefully, it'll be taken care of by the end of the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How many of your guests have you had to track down after the RSVP deadline?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-4935082481255560178?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4935082481255560178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=4935082481255560178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/4935082481255560178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/4935082481255560178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/05/tracking-down-rsvps.html' title='Tracking down the RSVPs'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-8652322303521198768</id><published>2008-05-01T11:34:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T11:45:57.172-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewelry'/><title type='text'>No conflict</title><content type='html'>Awhile back, &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/author/tomato/"&gt;Mrs. Tomato&lt;/a&gt; mentioned &lt;a href="http://www.brilliantearth.com/"&gt;Brilliant Earth&lt;/a&gt; in her post about &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2007/09/14/true-conflict-free-diamonds/"&gt;conflict-free diamonds&lt;/a&gt;.  I wanted to share my &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/big-news.html"&gt;brother's&lt;/a&gt; experience working with them on his fiancee's engagement ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As both of them are laid-back individuals heavily interested (and involved) in sustainable development and social justice, my brother didn't want to involve himself with DeBeers.  However, he also knew that DeBeers or not, her wanted to get his lovely fiancee a diamond engagement ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a bit of internet searching, he came across &lt;a href="http://www.brilliantearth.com/"&gt;Brilliant Earth&lt;/a&gt;, and quickly settled on this ring:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SBnkpBPYLKI/AAAAAAAABWQ/1Yx9P_m1ysw/s1600-h/engagment+ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SBnkpBPYLKI/AAAAAAAABWQ/1Yx9P_m1ysw/s200/engagment+ring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195435038507281570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;White Gold Halo from Brilliant Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than 2 weeks later, it arrived at his friend's apartment (my brother knew there was no way it could be delivered to their apartment, as his fiancee gets home from work before him), and a couple of weeks after that, they were engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's thrilled with the ring, she's thrilled with the ring, and their both happy that it was purchased from a company that provides diamonds ethically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are your thoughts about conflict-free jewelry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-8652322303521198768?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/8652322303521198768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=8652322303521198768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/8652322303521198768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/8652322303521198768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/05/tbd.html' title='No conflict'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SBnkpBPYLKI/AAAAAAAABWQ/1Yx9P_m1ysw/s72-c/engagment+ring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-1796751571040159661</id><published>2008-04-30T10:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T10:33:52.957-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeymoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Honeymoon help</title><content type='html'>I've talked quite a bit about our &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/01/honeymoon-part-6-weve-booked-our.html"&gt;honeymoon&lt;/a&gt;, and now that it's coming close, I realized there are some things that I need to figure out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what to pack.  As we are traveling with &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/love-letter-to-luggage.html"&gt;carry-ons&lt;/a&gt; only (since spending a month backpacking in Europe, I have a hard time packing more than just a carry-on), space is pretty limited.  I thought I'd share my packing list for other people traveling to warm climates who hope to pack light, as well as open it up to any suggestions for items that I have forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clothes (including what I will wear on the plane):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 knit dresses&lt;br /&gt;1 pair shorts&lt;br /&gt;1 pair pants&lt;br /&gt;2 short sleeved shirts&lt;br /&gt;1 cardigan or long sleeved shirt&lt;br /&gt;birkenstocks&lt;br /&gt;sneakers&lt;br /&gt;socks&lt;br /&gt;underwear&lt;br /&gt;3 swimsuits&lt;br /&gt;1 pashmina&lt;br /&gt;rain jacket&lt;br /&gt;(I plan on buying some nicer sandals once we're in Bali.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toiletries/makeup:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunscreen*&lt;br /&gt;bug repellent*&lt;br /&gt;after sun lotion*&lt;br /&gt;toothpaste*&lt;br /&gt;facewash*&lt;br /&gt;toothbrush&lt;br /&gt;razor&lt;br /&gt;deodorant&lt;br /&gt;mascara*&lt;br /&gt;lip gloss*&lt;br /&gt;contacts&lt;br /&gt;contact solution*&lt;br /&gt;glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First aid kit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neosporen*&lt;br /&gt;band-aids&lt;br /&gt;rifaxamin (for traveler's diarrhea)&lt;br /&gt;malarone (for malaria prevention)&lt;br /&gt;personal medications&lt;br /&gt;pepto-bismal chewable tablets&lt;br /&gt;immodium AD&lt;br /&gt;advil&lt;br /&gt;purel*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Important documents:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passport&lt;br /&gt;plane ticket confirmations&lt;br /&gt;doctor's note about prescription meds&lt;br /&gt;1 bank card&lt;br /&gt;2 credit cards&lt;br /&gt;$100 bills (number TBD; supposedly you get the best exchange rate in Bali if you have 100s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Misc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;money belt&lt;br /&gt;2-3 paperback books&lt;br /&gt;2 travel guides&lt;br /&gt;Ipod&lt;br /&gt;sunglasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*means that it is a liquid, and therefore must go in a 1 qt bag.  I've figured out how much contact solution I'll need (2 small bottles), and Calvin and I will split the load as far as the remaining liquids go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyone have any recommendations for things to add to the list?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-1796751571040159661?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/1796751571040159661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=1796751571040159661' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/1796751571040159661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/1796751571040159661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/honeymoon-help.html' title='Honeymoon help'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-2037272252210064083</id><published>2008-04-29T07:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T07:31:13.408-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>shhhhh...it's a secret</title><content type='html'>In the process of blogging about the wedding, it turns out that quite a number of guests have started reading the blog.  (Hi everyone- I can't wait to see you in a few weeks!)  As a result, there are a handful of things that I'm super excited about but can't yet post about, as it will ruin some of the surprise.  (Fear not- I will blog about everything in full detail after the wedding.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not the only one who has some things being kept on the down low, but assuming &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com"&gt;Weddingbee&lt;/a&gt; is primarily trafficked by brides to be (and not interested guests), I think it's safe to ask the following question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What secret surprises do you have planned for your wedding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-2037272252210064083?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/2037272252210064083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=2037272252210064083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/2037272252210064083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/2037272252210064083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/shhhhhits-secret.html' title='shhhhh...it&apos;s a secret'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-4924521726944462934</id><published>2008-04-28T09:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T09:14:30.913-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attire'/><title type='text'>Veils by Occansey Designs</title><content type='html'>With the recommendations from a&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/help.html"&gt; post&lt;/a&gt; a bit back for ways to get both my schoolwork and wedding stuff done, I took up the main suggestion to delegate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing to delegate- my veil.  I'd originally not wanted a veil, and then thought about a long veil, and then a shorter veil, then a longer veil, then a really short veil.  Obviously, this indecisiveness needed to stop.  I'd planned to make my own veil (why pay $200 for a veil when Joann Fabrics sells tulle for $1.99/yard?), but decided to scrap that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a quick google search, I came across &lt;a href="http://occanseydesigns.com/"&gt;Occansey Designs&lt;/a&gt;.  Basically, they make veils completely custom- length, width, embellishments- everything.  And after a quick price comparison of other online veil shops, I noticed that their prices are extremely competitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did I do?  I thought about the types of veils I'd tried on that I liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SBXNGxPYLGI/AAAAAAAABVU/I7jg-1lDDqU/s1600-h/angel+cut+veil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SBXNGxPYLGI/AAAAAAAABVU/I7jg-1lDDqU/s400/angel+cut+veil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194283261422480482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://occanseydesigns.com/veilcutsandstyles.html"&gt;"angel" cut veils&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SBXNHBPYLHI/AAAAAAAABVc/uOqvi0HDcV0/s1600-h/cascading+cut+veil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SBXNHBPYLHI/AAAAAAAABVc/uOqvi0HDcV0/s400/cascading+cut+veil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194283265717447794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://occanseydesigns.com/veilcutsandstyles.html"&gt;"cascading"&lt;/a&gt; cut veils&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, I thought about the length of the veil.  At my last dress fitting, I was pleasantly surprised to find that I really liked short veils.  So I went ahead and ordered my short, angel cut veil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has arrived, and is absolutely perfect.  (No pictures, since Calvin reads the blog.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you get your veil?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-4924521726944462934?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4924521726944462934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=4924521726944462934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/4924521726944462934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/4924521726944462934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/veils-boccansey-designs.html' title='Veils by Occansey Designs'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SBXNGxPYLGI/AAAAAAAABVU/I7jg-1lDDqU/s72-c/angel+cut+veil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-5727448830781420406</id><published>2008-04-25T10:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T10:28:14.902-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>The next big thing</title><content type='html'>Although our wedding is looming ever closer, Calvin and I have found that instead of being preoccupied with the remaining details (like finalizing the song for the soloist, or putting together the program, or anyone of a number of things left to be taken care of), we are focusing on life after the wedding.  And not just the honeymoon- although I do find myself daydreaming about it quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's the rest of life after the wedding, when we don't have to spend our evenings calling vendors and running wedding errands.  Life that might include a house with a yard, and a dog (which Calvin really wants.  Me, I'm ambivalent about it- except I don't want a dog that sheds much.  Nor one that is too big.  Anyone want to suggest a favorite breed?)  And walks after dinner, perhaps to get ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, as cliched as it is, both of us are looking forward to settling down a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are you looking forward to after the wedding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-5727448830781420406?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5727448830781420406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=5727448830781420406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/5727448830781420406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/5727448830781420406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/next-big-thing.html' title='The next big thing'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-539220007703275670</id><published>2008-04-24T08:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T08:45:47.867-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><title type='text'>DIY gone wrong</title><content type='html'>It turns out that no matter how careful you are, there are some things that just don't turn out as you imagined.  Like my &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/02/veiled.html"&gt;headpiece&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SBB9bRPYK8I/AAAAAAAABUE/S_NCJkz7AzA/s1600-h/IMG_0995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SBB9bRPYK8I/AAAAAAAABUE/S_NCJkz7AzA/s320/IMG_0995.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192788277796023234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SBB9bxPYK9I/AAAAAAAABUM/ULM1K0_ttkk/s1600-h/IMG_0996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SBB9bxPYK9I/AAAAAAAABUM/ULM1K0_ttkk/s320/IMG_0996.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192788286385957842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been planning to cover it with silk to match my &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2007/10/now-presentingthe-dress.html"&gt;dress&lt;/a&gt;, and had thought that I would pleat it, so it would look like the waistband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not the world's best seamstress by any stretch of the imagination, but I'm pretty good at figuring out how to do what I want.  I got to work, measuring, cutting, pleating, and then came time to pin the fabric to the cap to make sure I was positioning it properly.  I then tried it on, and it ended up looking like the illegitimate child of the two caps below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SBCAVRPYK_I/AAAAAAAABUc/Rnpyw8X1z6I/s1600-h/NurseCapBanded.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SBCAVRPYK_I/AAAAAAAABUc/Rnpyw8X1z6I/s320/NurseCapBanded.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192791473251691506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.traveltrunk.com/store/apron16.htm"&gt;banded nurse cap&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SBCAUhPYK-I/AAAAAAAABUU/YS2qE6sFwYc/s1600-h/mennonite+cap.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SBCAUhPYK-I/AAAAAAAABUU/YS2qE6sFwYc/s320/mennonite+cap.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192791460366789602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.plainlydressed.bravepages.com/headcoveringfile.html"&gt;round eastern covering&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoops.  Not exactly the look I was going for.  After talking with my mom, I decided to scrap the headpiece altogether, and figure out something else for my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What DIY projects have gone wrong for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-539220007703275670?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/539220007703275670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=539220007703275670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/539220007703275670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/539220007703275670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/diy-gone-wrong.html' title='DIY gone wrong'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SBB9bRPYK8I/AAAAAAAABUE/S_NCJkz7AzA/s72-c/IMG_0995.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-2470066703338024530</id><published>2008-04-23T15:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T15:55:15.575-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeymoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>The worst part of the honeymoon...</title><content type='html'>is the shots I have to get before hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SA-TAhPYK7I/AAAAAAAABT8/H7U6KQqjwJk/s1600-h/shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SA-TAhPYK7I/AAAAAAAABT8/H7U6KQqjwJk/s320/shot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192530532513622962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image found &lt;a href="http://www.bargaineering.com/articles/where-to-get-a-flu-vaccination-shot.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/01/honeymoon-part-6-weve-booked-our.html"&gt;travel to Bal&lt;/a&gt;i requires several vaccinations- and not just the run of the mill Hepatitis B and Tetanus.  No, I was loaded up with a grand total of four (4!) vaccinations just to be able to safely travel.  Plus a prescription for two different medicines (one for malaria, the other for traveler's diarrhea.)  How did I find out about what vaccinations I needed?  The handy Center for Disease Control's &lt;a href="http://wwwn.cdc.gov/travel/default.aspx"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;, which has all of the handy information that I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for me, I don't actually mind getting shots (not that it's my favorite thing in the world, but there are a lot of other things that are a whole lot worse), so it wasn't too bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else need to get vaccinations for the honeymoon?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-2470066703338024530?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/2470066703338024530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=2470066703338024530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/2470066703338024530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/2470066703338024530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/worst-part-of-honeymoon.html' title='The worst part of the honeymoon...'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SA-TAhPYK7I/AAAAAAAABT8/H7U6KQqjwJk/s72-c/shot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-8601391056491651961</id><published>2008-04-21T11:05:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T11:15:57.015-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>Big news!</title><content type='html'>This weekend, Calvin and I took a surprise trip to St. Louis.  Well, the trip wasn't a surprise to us, or my parents, or my brothers.  Nope, it was a surprise for someone very special:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SAyuMH1VrAI/AAAAAAAABTc/ediV9u5e_mk/s1600-h/IMG_1069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SAyuMH1VrAI/AAAAAAAABTc/ediV9u5e_mk/s320/IMG_1069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191715993735769090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My now future sister in law, seated next to my brother/her future husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, on Friday, my brother proposed to his long-time girlfriend, and had all of the family come to St. Louis to surprise her after the proposal.  We went to this wonderful &lt;a href="http://www.saucemagazine.com/lagra/"&gt;restaurant&lt;/a&gt;, where my brother had told her he had made reservations to celebrate their engagement.  When they arrived, we were all seated with champagne waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was absolutely amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SAyuNH1VrCI/AAAAAAAABTs/cJT5JlCsaeg/s1600-h/IMG_1066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SAyuNH1VrCI/AAAAAAAABTs/cJT5JlCsaeg/s320/IMG_1066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191716010915638306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to check out the ring- my brother did a good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SAyuMn1VrBI/AAAAAAAABTk/ozefl-5FzJA/s1600-h/IMG_1074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SAyuMn1VrBI/AAAAAAAABTk/ozefl-5FzJA/s320/IMG_1074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191716002325703698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My now engaged brother asking our other brother to be his best man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SAyuNX1VrDI/AAAAAAAABT0/81TH_UH6BV8/s1600-h/IMG_1079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SAyuNX1VrDI/AAAAAAAABT0/81TH_UH6BV8/s320/IMG_1079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191716015210605618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The families&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy for both of them!  Congratulations, you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-8601391056491651961?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/8601391056491651961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=8601391056491651961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/8601391056491651961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/8601391056491651961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/big-news.html' title='Big news!'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SAyuMH1VrAI/AAAAAAAABTc/ediV9u5e_mk/s72-c/IMG_1069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-2891797985552884365</id><published>2008-04-18T06:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T07:08:58.374-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attire'/><title type='text'>To have and to hold...</title><content type='html'>my lipgloss, cell phone and other important necessities for the wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had, for the longest time, been lusting over a red clutch bag to use on our wedding day.  Not just any red bag, no, this one only existed in my head.  Sleek red gathered silk, it was absolutely gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I saw it.  Not just any bag, but the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SAiAIRh0sII/AAAAAAAABTU/KPgLfQEfSSQ/s1600-h/Clutch+bag+from+Macy%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SAiAIRh0sII/AAAAAAAABTU/KPgLfQEfSSQ/s320/Clutch+bag+from+Macy%27s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190539450177073282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image from &lt;a href="http://www.macys.com/catalog/product/index.ognc?ID=291905&amp;amp;BannerID=PD220&amp;amp;PartnerID=LINKSHARE&amp;amp;LinkshareID=q5QZHUbCIj8-gaSz0zeKcRGxbDkFZC6FVA"&gt;Macy's&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I did not decide to trade in silk for snakeskin, as the above bag is the closest picture of my bag online that I could find.  The design and style is identical, the only difference is the fabric is a deep crimson silk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Receiving the bag itself was quite an endeavor; I saw it on clearance at my local Macy's, and had them hold it for me overnight.  As luck would have it, I didn't have a chance to get back there to pick it up.  Unbeknown to me at the time, my mom went back to the store to get it.  But they didn't have it.  Calvin and my mom spent the next 2 months or so trying to track down this bag, and Calvin managed to do it, just in time to give it to me as a Christmas present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you using to hold your small necessities on your wedding day?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-2891797985552884365?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/2891797985552884365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=2891797985552884365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/2891797985552884365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/2891797985552884365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-have-and-to-hold.html' title='To have and to hold...'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SAiAIRh0sII/AAAAAAAABTU/KPgLfQEfSSQ/s72-c/Clutch+bag+from+Macy%27s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-8687821746033572992</id><published>2008-04-17T07:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T07:14:21.076-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>Help!</title><content type='html'>With six weeks to go, things were looking pretty good.  We'd sent the invitations, were working on the last details with the florist, sent our rings to be engraved- in short, we'd taken care of a lot of things.  Same with 5 weeks to go- we ordered our guestbook, finalized some of the gifts for the bridal party, wrote shower thank you notes- and life seemed manageable.  There were quite a lot of things left to do, but since classes have ended for the term, once my students' exams are graded next week, I'll be on summer break, giving me plenty of time to take care of the last things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cue yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For reasons completely unrelated to the wedding, the 4 weeks of summer break that I thought I would get has vanished, as things somewhat outside of my control have now inundated me with a ton of work to do.  (Basically, my second comprehensive exam for my PhD is a paper defense.  I thought I had the paper in good shape, but it turns out it needs a ton of work.  Basically, I need to rework my entire paper in a different framework.  I need to take the exam before the wedding, which gives me 2.5 weeks to redo the paper.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally manageable, especially since classes have ended for the term, except that I am getting married in a month.  Enter panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What have you done to keep things under control?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-8687821746033572992?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/8687821746033572992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=8687821746033572992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/8687821746033572992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/8687821746033572992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/help.html' title='Help!'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-3921988201071959312</id><published>2008-04-16T09:38:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T09:47:43.463-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'>Product Review: Jergens Natural Glow</title><content type='html'>After all of the suggestions on my &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2008/04/02/so-about-my-skin-tone/"&gt;previous post&lt;/a&gt;, I decided to bite the bullet and go with the most heavily recommended one- &lt;a href="http://www.jergens.com/Our_Collection/Product_Detail.asp?ProductID=8"&gt;Jergens&lt;/a&gt;.  When I was shopping at my local &lt;a href="http://www.meijer.com/home.jsp"&gt;Meijer&lt;/a&gt;, I stocked up on two products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SAYCjxh0sGI/AAAAAAAABTE/kEVCPO7stqc/s1600-h/jergens+natural+glow+body.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SAYCjxh0sGI/AAAAAAAABTE/kEVCPO7stqc/s320/jergens+natural+glow+body.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189838434204954722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jergens.com/Our_Collection/Product_Detail.asp?ProductID=8"&gt;Jergens Natural Glow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For good measure (and because I still hadn't found a good moisturizer), I also got this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SAYCkBh0sHI/AAAAAAAABTM/2boGR1q2_K0/s1600-h/jergens+natural+glow+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SAYCkBh0sHI/AAAAAAAABTM/2boGR1q2_K0/s320/jergens+natural+glow+face.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189838438499922034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jergens.com/Our_Collection/Product_Detail.asp?ProductID=24"&gt;Jergens Natural Glow Face&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, after a week or so of using the products somewhat diligently (I try and remember to do it most days, but I've definitely forgotten a couple of times), my skin is a nice, bronze tone.  Not heavily tanned (which would look unnatural), but with a little more color.  And the added bonus that my acne scars are not as visible :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all of those who made suggestions- I'm really glad to have found a product that works for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-3921988201071959312?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/3921988201071959312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=3921988201071959312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/3921988201071959312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/3921988201071959312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/product-review-jergens-natural-glow.html' title='Product Review: Jergens Natural Glow'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SAYCjxh0sGI/AAAAAAAABTE/kEVCPO7stqc/s72-c/jergens+natural+glow+body.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-3728484112492820563</id><published>2008-04-15T09:33:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T09:44:19.833-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper'/><title type='text'>Thank you very much</title><content type='html'>After the shower, I knew that I would need to do something about thank you notes.  Like most of our other &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/invitations-part-4-happy-ending.html"&gt;wedding stationary&lt;/a&gt;, these thank you notes got dressed in &lt;a href="http://www.envelopemall.com/detail.aspx?ID=445"&gt;nice red envelopes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to do anything to fancy or complicated, but I still wanted something that reflected me (i.e. was red) and was clearly for a shower.  With the help of a little &lt;a href="http://office.microsoft.com/en-us/clipart/default.aspx"&gt;Microsoft Clip Art&lt;/a&gt; and my parent's &lt;a href="http://h10010.www1.hp.com/wwpc/us/en/sm/WF06b/18972-18972-238444-12004-3328086-445194-445197-445191.html?&amp;amp;jumpid=re_r2122_advisors/adi/smb"&gt;super crazy awesome HP laser do everything machine&lt;/a&gt;, I (and my awesome maid of honor) came up with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SASwfRh0sDI/AAAAAAAABSs/HjdFgMDghNc/s1600-h/IMG_1047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SASwfRh0sDI/AAAAAAAABSs/HjdFgMDghNc/s320/IMG_1047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189466721965355058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, that is the same cardstock I used to make the &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/thank-you-notes.html"&gt;wedding thank you notes&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using my handy dandy paper cutter, I simply cut the cardstock and folded the cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SASwfhh0sEI/AAAAAAAABS0/EslQM1Qh8bo/s1600-h/IMG_1048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SASwfhh0sEI/AAAAAAAABS0/EslQM1Qh8bo/s320/IMG_1048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189466726260322370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SASwfxh0sFI/AAAAAAAABS8/JKfUHKbudSw/s1600-h/IMG_1049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SASwfxh0sFI/AAAAAAAABS8/JKfUHKbudSw/s320/IMG_1049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189466730555289682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila!  Fun red umbrella in a downpour thank you notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are you doing for your shower thank you notes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-3728484112492820563?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/3728484112492820563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=3728484112492820563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/3728484112492820563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/3728484112492820563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/thank-you-very-much.html' title='Thank you very much'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SASwfRh0sDI/AAAAAAAABSs/HjdFgMDghNc/s72-c/IMG_1047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-752408543313973730</id><published>2008-04-14T08:59:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T11:21:36.136-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bouquets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='florists'/><title type='text'>unexpected success (or flowers are so #$%* expensive!)</title><content type='html'>The one thing that I have cared the least about in the process of planning has turned out to be one of the (relatively) bigger headaches.  We shopped around and spoke with no fewer than seven (7!) florists before settling with our current florist, who is familiar with both the church and the reception venue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early on, I had decided that I didn't want to have bouquets.  When Calvin's mom asked me if I would change my mind, my response was, "Then I'll go to Trader Joe's the day before the wedding and buy myself a bouquet."  But upon reflection, I decided that I actually did want a bouquet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the florist quote came back, and including bouquets for myself and the three bridesmaids put us at about $400 over budget.  And it included roses, which I specifically requested not to have.  In a fit of frustration, I thought that I'd see what happened if I tried to make a bouquet for myself, with the following hypothesis:  Flowers are pretty.  A group of pretty things together will look pretty.  Therefore, a group of flowers bunched together will look pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The test:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SANWXBh0r-I/AAAAAAAABSE/FZx70gJqJeA/s1600-h/IMG_1041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SANWXBh0r-I/AAAAAAAABSE/FZx70gJqJeA/s320/IMG_1041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189086149208223714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$20 worth of flowers from Trader Joe's.  From top to bottom:white ranunculus, a bouquet of white and green flowers, and cream/pink calla lilies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supplies:&lt;br /&gt;flower tape (~$1.50 at Joann Fabric's)&lt;br /&gt;flower wire ($.25 on clearance at Joann's)&lt;br /&gt;ribbon (~$2.30 at Joann's)&lt;br /&gt;white pearl pins (~$4.50 at Joann's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the guidelines suggested &lt;a href="http://www.realsimple.com/realsimple/photogallery/0,24615,1701424,00.html#histNum=1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, I figured out that arranging flowers for a bouquet is really easy.  The only trick is to &lt;a href="http://www.save-on-crafts.com/lenstemtec.html"&gt;wire the stems&lt;/a&gt; of heavy flowers (like ranunculus or gerbera daisies) to help support the head.  This really sounds a lot more complicated than it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the flowers above, in the next half hour I pulled the leaves off of the stems, trimmed the stems, wired the heavier flowers, and arranged them.  Take a couple of flowers, wrap them in tape or wire.  Add a couple more, tape/wire.  Repeat until the bouquet is done.  (Partway through I found that the floral tape was not holding so well, so I switched to wire.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SANWXRh0r_I/AAAAAAAABSM/5B2Lb3prCxw/s1600-h/IMG_1042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SANWXRh0r_I/AAAAAAAABSM/5B2Lb3prCxw/s320/IMG_1042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189086153503191026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calvin graciously holding the bouquet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SANWXhh0sAI/AAAAAAAABSU/U3PMCaVniD0/s1600-h/IMG_1044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SANWXhh0sAI/AAAAAAAABSU/U3PMCaVniD0/s320/IMG_1044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189086157798158338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closeup&lt;br /&gt;For a finishing touch, I wrapped the stems in ribbon and secured it with the white pearl pins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SANWXxh0sCI/AAAAAAAABSk/KTPMdmUh7TE/s1600-h/IMG_1046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SANWXxh0sCI/AAAAAAAABSk/KTPMdmUh7TE/s320/IMG_1046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189086162093125666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little lumpy because the wire wasn't pulled too tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SANWXxh0sBI/AAAAAAAABSc/WMz-Wc5-DLA/s1600-h/IMG_1045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SANWXxh0sBI/AAAAAAAABSc/WMz-Wc5-DLA/s320/IMG_1045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189086162093125650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closer shot of the handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, arranging the flowers was actually relaxing.  So I'm planning on arranging the bouquets the morning before the wedding.  (A day later, my sample bouquet looked just fine.)  And unlike centerpieces, no one needs to be around to set up the bouquets, as they will be totally set to go the day before.  My mom said that she's happy to bring them to the church before the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where have you found unexpected success planning your wedding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-752408543313973730?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/752408543313973730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=752408543313973730' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/752408543313973730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/752408543313973730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/unexpected-success-or-flowers-are-so.html' title='unexpected success (or flowers are so #$%* expensive!)'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/SANWXBh0r-I/AAAAAAAABSE/FZx70gJqJeA/s72-c/IMG_1041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-1460769581121872256</id><published>2008-04-11T07:46:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T08:14:49.309-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shower'/><title type='text'>Shower fun</title><content type='html'>I've already mentioned it a couple of times before, but after recapping the rest of last weekend (what with a &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/shower-surprise.html"&gt;shower surprise&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/with-little-help-from-my-friend.html"&gt;dress fitting&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/dance-with-my-dad.html"&gt;dance lesson&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/big-day-beauty.html"&gt;makeup trial&lt;/a&gt;), I feel like I can finally get to the main event of the weekend:  my shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my bridesmaids live out of town (and don't all know each other), and my extended family is not especially close knit, my mom, Calvin's mom and Calvin's mom's best friend graciously hosted the event at my parents' house.  There were about 25 or so people in attendance for the afternoon tea, from some of the "kids" I used to babysit for 10 years ago to the women from church who were like second moms to me growing up to some of the women who played a significant part in Calvin's life.  It was, in a word, overwhelmingly amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_9SCQACE-I/AAAAAAAABRU/b2C0JGLMfcI/s1600-h/IMG_1390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_9SCQACE-I/AAAAAAAABRU/b2C0JGLMfcI/s320/IMG_1390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187955494362420194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_9SqwACFAI/AAAAAAAABRk/nSrcEFTaqW8/s1600-h/IMG_1384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_9SqwACFAI/AAAAAAAABRk/nSrcEFTaqW8/s320/IMG_1384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187956190147122178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_9SqgACE_I/AAAAAAAABRc/HZM1b7F6LM8/s1600-h/IMG_1359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_9SqgACE_I/AAAAAAAABRc/HZM1b7F6LM8/s320/IMG_1359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187956185852154866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part way through, one of the women from my parents' neighborhood realized that I needed a bouquet for the rehearsal dinner- here they are, hard at work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_9SrgACFDI/AAAAAAAABR8/xnqMgFFm0OI/s1600-h/IMG_1387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_9SrgACFDI/AAAAAAAABR8/xnqMgFFm0OI/s320/IMG_1387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187956203032024114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Much to their dismay, I did not break a single ribbon when I was unwrapping packages, suggesting that I will not have kids in the future.  This was a conscious effort on my part.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme of the shower, and everyone was assigned a specific hour of the day, and told to bring something that Calvin and I would use at that hour.  Calvin's aunt, who was assigned 7am, came in carrying this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_9RNAACE7I/AAAAAAAABQ8/473KLPggAk8/s1600-h/IMG_1040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_9RNAACE7I/AAAAAAAABQ8/473KLPggAk8/s320/IMG_1040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187954579534386098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little confused, until I saw the card- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Breakfast in Bed&lt;/span&gt;!  (It contained a basket containing teas and coffee and other assorted breakfast goodness.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it wouldn't be a party without food:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_9RMgACE5I/AAAAAAAABQs/zvRO8uIq0CA/s1600-h/IMG_1037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_9RMgACE5I/AAAAAAAABQs/zvRO8uIq0CA/s320/IMG_1037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187954570944451474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was only half of the spread, but it was amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_9RMwACE6I/AAAAAAAABQ0/VVW0datbGQ4/s1600-h/IMG_1038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_9RMwACE6I/AAAAAAAABQ0/VVW0datbGQ4/s320/IMG_1038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187954575239418786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a gratuitous closeup of what was left of the petit fours that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my mom made&lt;/span&gt;.  And not just any flavor- no, they were rose flavored, which is one of my favorite flavorings for dessert.  (Anyone else think my mom could go into business selling these?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't get over how generous everyone was, and how wonderful it was to have all of these women together in the same room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-1460769581121872256?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/1460769581121872256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=1460769581121872256' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/1460769581121872256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/1460769581121872256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/shower-fun.html' title='Shower fun'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_9SCQACE-I/AAAAAAAABRU/b2C0JGLMfcI/s72-c/IMG_1390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-7168372529023397323</id><published>2008-04-10T08:45:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T09:02:36.837-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'>Big Day Beauty</title><content type='html'>I scheduled my hair and makeup trial for Saturday, just before my shower.  (If you are doing hair and makeup trials, I'd highly recommend scheduling them for some sort of occasion, so there is a reason for getting beautified.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed to &lt;a href="http://www.dinopalmierisalon.com/locations/studio.htm"&gt;Studio Palmieri&lt;/a&gt;, located in the Warehouse District in Cleveland.  The studio was chosen strictly based upon location- it is only 3 blocks from the hotel where I will staying the night before the wedding.  When I was speaking with one of the receptionists on the phone, she decided to set me up with the amazing Dena to do both my hair and makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the hair, I just wanted a simple french twist.  Dena graciously offered to take pictures of every angle of my hair, so that if I want something changed for the wedding, I'll be able to tell her exactly what I want done differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_4NHgACEyI/AAAAAAAABP0/_8iAzW0raH0/s1600-h/IMG_1031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_4NHgACEyI/AAAAAAAABP0/_8iAzW0raH0/s320/IMG_1031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187598243277706018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_4NIQACE0I/AAAAAAAABQE/rb434UIfTdM/s1600-h/IMG_1033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_4NIQACE0I/AAAAAAAABQE/rb434UIfTdM/s320/IMG_1033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187598256162607938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_4NIAACEzI/AAAAAAAABP8/4T0aCnHU89w/s1600-h/IMG_1032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_4NIAACEzI/AAAAAAAABP8/4T0aCnHU89w/s320/IMG_1032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187598251867640626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_4NIgACE1I/AAAAAAAABQM/tyx7EXwvJcw/s1600-h/IMG_1034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_4NIgACE1I/AAAAAAAABQM/tyx7EXwvJcw/s320/IMG_1034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187598260457575250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front, without makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as makeup goes, I said that I really wanted my eyes to pop.  I brought along my own &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2007/10/product-review-mascara.html"&gt;mascara&lt;/a&gt;, as well as my own lip gloss so that she could see the sort of color that I typically wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_4NIwACE2I/AAAAAAAABQU/krEqwt-Ksgo/s1600-h/IMG_1035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_4NIwACE2I/AAAAAAAABQU/krEqwt-Ksgo/s320/IMG_1035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187598264752542562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty makeup!  That looks nothing like my prom makeup, thank goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_4OdwACE3I/AAAAAAAABQc/B3hxI-3QFh8/s1600-h/IMG_1036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_4OdwACE3I/AAAAAAAABQc/B3hxI-3QFh8/s320/IMG_1036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187599725041423218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_4OeQACE4I/AAAAAAAABQk/NNMZR_dw6L8/s1600-h/IMG_1039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_4OeQACE4I/AAAAAAAABQk/NNMZR_dw6L8/s320/IMG_1039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187599733631357826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self portrait 12+ hours later, when I'm thoroughly exhausted.  (With not great lighting.  In my childhood bedroom.  Yes, the walls really are purple.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the pictures now, the couple of things that come to me is that I'd like the top of the french twist to be not quite as open, so that the view from the left side looks a little bit neater.  I'd also like the hair on the right to be tucked in a little bit better, so it doesn't come out by the end of the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you see anything that should be changed with my hair and makeup?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-7168372529023397323?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/7168372529023397323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=7168372529023397323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/7168372529023397323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/7168372529023397323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/big-day-beauty.html' title='Big Day Beauty'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_4NHgACEyI/AAAAAAAABP0/_8iAzW0raH0/s72-c/IMG_1031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-6399888257165399532</id><published>2008-04-09T13:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T13:40:19.072-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><title type='text'>dance with my dad</title><content type='html'>Calvin and I have been taking dancing lessons off and on for close to a year now, and have had such a good experience that my parents decided to take lessons as well.  So when I was in Cleveland this past weekend, I went along with them to their dance lesson, and got to spend some quality time with my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_z-BgACEwI/AAAAAAAABPk/uJGw4vA6RpY/s1600-h/IMG_1340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_z-BgACEwI/AAAAAAAABPk/uJGw4vA6RpY/s320/IMG_1340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187300172547363586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a little help from Joel, my parents' instructor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_z9VAACErI/AAAAAAAABO8/OwJ0VXI_0L8/s1600-h/IMG_1330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_z9VAACErI/AAAAAAAABO8/OwJ0VXI_0L8/s320/IMG_1330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187299408043184818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_z-CQACExI/AAAAAAAABPs/6HsjZGFs1Lw/s1600-h/IMG_1342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_z-CQACExI/AAAAAAAABPs/6HsjZGFs1Lw/s320/IMG_1342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187300185432265490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little spinning motion (from both us and the camera).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad and I spent most of the time practicing the foxtrot, which is what he and my mom have been working on the most.  Since both of us have been taking lessons, we want to show off our skills on the dance floor at our wedding.  But to what song?  We need something from the 1940s or 1950s that is either big band music or music from the Rat Pack, which is what &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2007/08/with-sound-of-music.html"&gt;our band&lt;/a&gt; will be playing at the reception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyone have any suggestions for a good dance song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And for those of you in Cleveland interested in taking dance lessons, I'd highly recommend that you check out &lt;a href="http://www.arthurmurray.com/"&gt;Arthur Murray&lt;/a&gt;.  Located in Mayfield off of I-271, the studio space is awesome and the dance instructors are really fun.  And then you could dance with my parents :-)  )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-6399888257165399532?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6399888257165399532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=6399888257165399532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/6399888257165399532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/6399888257165399532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/dance-with-my-dad.html' title='dance with my dad'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_z-BgACEwI/AAAAAAAABPk/uJGw4vA6RpY/s72-c/IMG_1340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-6533965232225079826</id><published>2008-04-08T09:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T09:29:28.195-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attire'/><title type='text'>With a little help from my friend</title><content type='html'>I was a little nervous last week as my final dress fitting was quickly approaching, and while I love my dress, at the previous fitting in March, it had been snug.  (Snug enough that I decided to have the seams let out just a little bit.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Friday morning, I actually went out and bought every pair of &lt;a href="http://www.spanx.com/home/index.jsp"&gt;Spanx&lt;/a&gt; that might work under my dress at my &lt;a href="http://www.vonmaur.com/default.aspx"&gt;favorite local department store&lt;/a&gt;.   Power panties, Higher Power, Slim Cognito- I tried them all.  And I also tried similar ones made by Wacoal and Bali.  I'm talking about 9 or so pairs of these slimming sausage makers, coming in at the astounding price of nearly $500.  Fear not, lest you think I'm spending almost as much on foundation garments as my dress- all are returnable with a receipt and the tags still on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a quick try on of all of the pairs just before leaving for my fitting, which led to the quick rejection of about 4 pairs, and one clear front-runner in the "slim my middle" contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the salon, I tried on my &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2007/10/now-presentingthe-dress.html"&gt;dress&lt;/a&gt;, and it fit.  Perfectly.  Now, I'd like to attribute it to the fact that I've tried to watch what I eat, exercise a bit, and had the seams let out just a smidge, but that would be giving myself too much credit.  No, the front-runner pulled through in an big way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_twPuR_AqI/AAAAAAAABO0/_05364cHW3I/s1600-h/spanx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_twPuR_AqI/AAAAAAAABO0/_05364cHW3I/s320/spanx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186862811271070370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spanx.com/product/index.jsp?productId=2990103&amp;amp;cp=2992553.3010025&amp;amp;parentPage=family"&gt;Spanx Hide and Sleek Strapless Full Slip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slimming, smoothing, and actually pretty comfortable.  With the added bonus that the slip design (as opposed to a bike short design) makes it fairly easy to utilize the facilities when nature calls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your secret slimming undergarment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-6533965232225079826?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6533965232225079826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=6533965232225079826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/6533965232225079826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/6533965232225079826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/with-little-help-from-my-friend.html' title='With a little help from my friend'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_twPuR_AqI/AAAAAAAABO0/_05364cHW3I/s72-c/spanx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-8014331739026542136</id><published>2008-04-07T10:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T10:58:50.485-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>Shower Surprise!</title><content type='html'>No, I didn't have a surprise shower- living in Michigan with a wedding in Cleveland, it would not have been possible for the shower planners to make it a surprise shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, my mom (and Calvin) conspired to bring a shower surprise.  I drove into town on Friday for a dress fitting, with a hair and makeup trial and shower on Saturday.  I was up late chatting with my parents, but decided around midnight that it was time to head to bed since the next day was going to be busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call Calvin (as I typically do) as I crawl into bed, and he is Mr. Chatty that night- I assume that he was highly caffeinated and was up late playing video games, which he does from time to time when I'm out of town and he's home by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then my mom calls me to come downstairs.  It's 1:15am.  I'm exhausted, cold and in my pajamas.  And who is there waiting for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_o1BOR_ApI/AAAAAAAABOU/zwTVuFEnRPM/s1600-h/surprise.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_o1BOR_ApI/AAAAAAAABOU/zwTVuFEnRPM/s320/surprise.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186516216000217746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calvin, who'd driven in from Michigan to pick up my best friend (and maid of honor) in the whole wide world at the airport.  She, who lives in Boston and told me that she wouldn't be able to make it into town that weekend.  She, with whom I had been playing phone tag for over a month, and from whom on Thursday I received a voicemail saying that she'd try and talk with me on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked.  And speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How have you been surprised in regards to your wedding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-8014331739026542136?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/8014331739026542136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=8014331739026542136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/8014331739026542136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/8014331739026542136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/shower-surprise.html' title='Shower Surprise!'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_o1BOR_ApI/AAAAAAAABOU/zwTVuFEnRPM/s72-c/surprise.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-7481282065078579798</id><published>2008-04-04T08:58:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T09:14:47.264-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper'/><title type='text'>The importance of text</title><content type='html'>I saw this &lt;a href="http://campaignstops.blogs.nytimes.com/tag/font/"&gt;column/post&lt;/a&gt; about the font used by Barack Obama on the campaign trail, and it got me thinking about the reasons why we chose the font that we did.  The point in the column is that the Obama campaign's use of the font "Gotham" is strategic, and that it evokes certain feelings that other fonts don't.  Like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_YmxuR_AnI/AAAAAAAABNs/PWmsEq8cRPU/s1600-h/obama+font+-+change.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_YmxuR_AnI/AAAAAAAABNs/PWmsEq8cRPU/s320/obama+font+-+change.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185374656642613874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image found &lt;a href="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2008/04/02/opinion/obama-fonts.190.JPG"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comic Sans is too silly, Times Roman is too serious, but Gotham is just right.  (Goldilocks, anyone?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This got me thinking about our own fonts that we considered using for our wedding invitations (and other paper goods).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_YpR-R_AoI/AAAAAAAABN0/U97i72RMEtM/s1600-h/font+for+wedding.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_YpR-R_AoI/AAAAAAAABN0/U97i72RMEtM/s400/font+for+wedding.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185377409716650626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From top to bottom: Bickham Script Pro Semibold, Vladimir script, Penman Script, JaneAusten and Tagettes.  All either standard on MS Windows, or available at &lt;a href="http://www.dafont.com"&gt;dafont.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagettes just seemed perfect to us- not too loopy and formal, yet not too informal either.  And a little bit of a vintage flair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What fonts are you using in your wedding stationary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-7481282065078579798?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/7481282065078579798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=7481282065078579798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/7481282065078579798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/7481282065078579798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/importance-of-text.html' title='The importance of text'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_YmxuR_AnI/AAAAAAAABNs/PWmsEq8cRPU/s72-c/obama+font+-+change.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-8332130330017464023</id><published>2008-04-03T09:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T09:14:24.620-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='registry'/><title type='text'>Popularity contest</title><content type='html'>There's a bit of a popularity contest running right now between the registries.  (And no, I haven't peaked.)  Dillard's is single handedly destroying the competition, as it seems that most people thus far greatly prefer shopping at &lt;a href="http://www.dillards.com/"&gt;Dillard's&lt;/a&gt; over &lt;a href="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/"&gt;Williams-Sonoma&lt;/a&gt; or&lt;a href="http://www.crateandbarrel.com/"&gt; Crate and Barrel&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My explanation for that?  It's a generational thing.  People in my parent's generation much prefer to shop at traditional department stores, whereas our friends would be much more likely to go to Crate and Barrel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And popularity items?  China wins, hands down.  Confirming the observation by Calvin's mom and her dear friend, people just love giving a 5 piece place setting.  (Maybe it helps that our china pattern is priced at the totally-reasonable-for-china price at $70/place setting.  But it's so pretty)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_JXQOR_AmI/AAAAAAAABNk/xS0-hzJ4LWM/s1600-h/Noritake+Stratford+Platinum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_JXQOR_AmI/AAAAAAAABNk/xS0-hzJ4LWM/s320/Noritake+Stratford+Platinum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184302057279914594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gratuitous china picture from &lt;a href="http://www.dillards.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?catalogId=301&amp;amp;langId=-1&amp;amp;storeId=301&amp;amp;productId=500502242&amp;amp;Ntk=all&amp;amp;Nty=1&amp;amp;N=1000301&amp;amp;Ntt=stratford+platinum&amp;amp;search.x=0&amp;amp;search.y=0&amp;amp;R=01207229"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What registry have you found to be the most popular?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-8332130330017464023?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/8332130330017464023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=8332130330017464023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/8332130330017464023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/8332130330017464023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/popularity-contest.html' title='Popularity contest'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_JXQOR_AmI/AAAAAAAABNk/xS0-hzJ4LWM/s72-c/Noritake+Stratford+Platinum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-2206161951905701312</id><published>2008-04-02T09:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T09:34:07.869-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'>So about my skin tone...</title><content type='html'>Right now, my skin is a nice shade of pale.  Now, I don't know about you, but I'm looking to add a little bit of color to my skin prior to the wedding.  Normally, I'd go about this in a "normal" way, like going out on walks wearing a tube top, but the weather here in Michigan is cold and/or gray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So self-tanners, Mystic Tan, or tanning beds would be the way to go, right?  The only thing is, I'm terrified with looking like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_JUh-R_AlI/AAAAAAAABNc/_ljeQuKV8wg/s1600-h/jessica+simpson+tan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_JUh-R_AlI/AAAAAAAABNc/_ljeQuKV8wg/s320/jessica+simpson+tan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184299063687709266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jessica Simpson in 2005; courtesy of &lt;a href="http://gofugyourself.typepad.com/go_fug_yourself/2005/02/oscar_postparty_3.html"&gt;Go Fug Yourself&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.dailyceleb.com/home/?urlref=http://gofugyourself.typepad.com/go_fug_yourself/2005/02/oscar_postparty_3.html"&gt;Daily Celeb&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks scary.  Really scary.  And not at all what I want to look like at our wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you planning on tanning prior to your wedding?  Anyone have a favorite product or technique they'd like to recommend (or advise staying away from)?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-2206161951905701312?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/2206161951905701312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=2206161951905701312' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/2206161951905701312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/2206161951905701312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-about-my-skin-tone.html' title='So about my skin tone...'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R_JUh-R_AlI/AAAAAAAABNc/_ljeQuKV8wg/s72-c/jessica+simpson+tan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-7880562962511657419</id><published>2008-03-31T10:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T10:55:46.703-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='registry'/><title type='text'>To peek or not to peek?</title><content type='html'>I think in preparation for the shower, Calvin's mom happened to point out that there were some unintentional repeats on a couple of our registries.  (No, we did not intend to register for two &lt;a href="http://www.crateandbarrel.com/family.aspx?c=630&amp;amp;f=27383"&gt;hand mixers&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the process of editing the registries, I happened to notice the gift tracker feature that both &lt;a href="http://www.dillards.com/"&gt;Dillard's&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/"&gt;Williams-Sonoma&lt;/a&gt; have.  Basically, it tells you who purchased what gift.  Checking just to see how it worked (and figuring the only thing on there would be the &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/exciting-package.html"&gt;down comforter&lt;/a&gt;), I happened to see that some gifts have been purchased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm really excited to be getting some of our &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/01/registry-take-3-household-items.html"&gt;china&lt;/a&gt;, but I also feel a little...guilty.  Like I've sneaked a peek at Christmas presents in mid-December, and now Christmas morning won't be nearly as much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But right now, I feel like that kid that can't possibly stand to wait one more minute to see what Santa has brought.  Yesterday another UPS box was at our door, and my shower is this weekend.  But I would also hate for Saturday to roll around and there be very little in the way of surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did sneaking a peek at your registry take away any of the fun of opening up gifts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-7880562962511657419?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/7880562962511657419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=7880562962511657419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/7880562962511657419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/7880562962511657419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-peak-or-not-to-peak.html' title='To peek or not to peek?'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-858049446558073098</id><published>2008-03-26T09:23:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T09:57:28.454-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeymoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>A love letter to luggage</title><content type='html'>Dear luggage,&lt;br /&gt;I've traveled quite a bit with several of you, and I want to take the time to let you know how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R-pRX-R_AiI/AAAAAAAABNE/C8HbCLcIZBM/s1600-h/Kelty+from+amazon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R-pRX-R_AiI/AAAAAAAABNE/C8HbCLcIZBM/s320/Kelty+from+amazon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182043793540448802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Kelty-Redwing-3100-Black-Charcoal/dp/B000W9VXE6/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=sporting-goods&amp;amp;qid=1206538184&amp;amp;sr=1-3"&gt;Kelty Redwing Backpack&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;you are amazing.  You were absolutely faithful in the 3 mile walk to the ferry in Stockholm, never letting in any bit of moisture despite the continuous downpour.  You remained faithful going from Budapest to Bratislava, and lasted much better than any rolling bag would have in the cobblestone streets of Riga.   But it's been several years since I graduated from college, and I've found that I increasingly need to travel with a suit.  We've shared some good times, and I will come back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rolling bag that shall remain nameless,&lt;br /&gt; Your time has come to meet the fate you deserve.  I've tried to take care of you, to treat you well, and what do I get in return?  A bag that tips over no matter how I pack it.  A bag that gets caught in the tiniest crevices.  A bag that never rolled very smoothly.  I've given you numerous second chances, and you've blown it.  Off to Goodwill you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been replaced:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R-pSruR_AjI/AAAAAAAABNM/pQmQPAcLQNU/s1600-h/Ricardo+Beverly+Hills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R-pSruR_AjI/AAAAAAAABNM/pQmQPAcLQNU/s320/Ricardo+Beverly+Hills.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182045232354492978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R-pSr-R_AkI/AAAAAAAABNU/v4Paeb9vkZI/s1600-h/Ricardo+Beverly+Hills+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R-pSr-R_AkI/AAAAAAAABNU/v4Paeb9vkZI/s320/Ricardo+Beverly+Hills+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182045236649460290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.luggagefactory.com/cgi-bin/shopper.cgi?preadd=action&amp;amp;key=S126-5321"&gt;Ricardo Beverly Hills Del Mar Lite ,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have become the apple of my eye, after hearing about you at &lt;a href="http://www.ebags.com/ricardo_beverly_hills/del_mar_lite_21_2_compartment_wheelaboard_suiter/product_detail/index.cfm?modelid=50373"&gt;ebags&lt;/a&gt;, and finding you for such a great deal at &lt;a href="http://www.luggagefactory.com/cgi-bin/shopper.cgi?preadd=action&amp;amp;key=S126-5321"&gt;Luggage Factory&lt;/a&gt;. You are extremely light weight, easy to pack efficiently, and even provide a way for me to separate dirty laundry from clean.  You role smoothly, and have pockets just where I need them.  And you come in purple!  I know I can depend on you to not get tripped up when I'm racing to the gate to catch my plane, and managed the cobblestones of Playa del Carmen with amazing ease.  While I love Kelty, it is you that I will be taking on our &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/01/honeymoon-part-6-weve-booked-our.html"&gt;honeymoon&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Meg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What luggage are you taking on your honeymoon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-858049446558073098?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/858049446558073098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=858049446558073098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/858049446558073098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/858049446558073098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/love-letter-to-luggage.html' title='A love letter to luggage'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R-pRX-R_AiI/AAAAAAAABNE/C8HbCLcIZBM/s72-c/Kelty+from+amazon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-928248227335925259</id><published>2008-03-24T13:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T13:11:19.134-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reception'/><title type='text'>the labor conditions</title><content type='html'>No, I don't mean the manual hours I put in to addressing the invitations or working on the website.  I'm referring to the labor conditions for the workers at our reception venue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I'm a member of a labor union (yes, graduate students really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; be unionized), and our current contract expires at midnight tonight.  Tomorrow, unless something miraculous happens, I will be working a picket line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has gotten me thinking about the labor conditions of the people involved in the wedding.  The photographer and musicians are self-employed, and the minister works at the church.  But the workers at the reception, from the servers to the people washing dishes to the people checking in my guests at the desk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're not unionized, because the &lt;a href="http://www.marriott.com/hotels/travel/clebr-renaissance-cleveland-hotel/"&gt;Renaissance Cleveland Hotel&lt;/a&gt; is NOT a union hotel.  Nope, no &lt;a href="http://www.unitehere.org/"&gt;Unite Here &lt;/a&gt;here.  One of my younger brothers has been fairly active in labor organizing, and actually worked at the (unionized) Renaissance Hotel in St. Louis for a bit.  (Maybe I'll ask him to share his opinions about bridal parties in a guest post.)  He's got a lot of stories to tell, and I feel like I've learned quite a bit from his experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my contract expiring, it has made me realize how lucky I am that I have a union that looks out for my rights, and is the only reason I have decent health care.  Those that are working to make our wedding everything we hope it to be have a right to health care and a living wage as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I knew a year ago what I know now, I would have restricted my wedding reception and room block to a unionized hotel.  Curious about yours?  You can check out Unite Here's Hotel list right &lt;a href="http://hotelworkersrising.org/HotelGuide/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-928248227335925259?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/928248227335925259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=928248227335925259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/928248227335925259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/928248227335925259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/labor-conditions.html' title='the labor conditions'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-4808798226495783547</id><published>2008-03-20T10:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T10:32:57.295-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper'/><title type='text'>Thank you notes</title><content type='html'>Way back before our invitations were finished, I found myself getting antsy one night to just take care of a wedding project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I present to you the recipe for our simple but tasty thank you notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dahlia's Thank You Notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 stack of cardstock (I got ours from Office Max)&lt;br /&gt;1 embosser*&lt;br /&gt;1 paper cutter&lt;br /&gt;envelopes (Ours are from &lt;a href="http://www.envelopemall.com/"&gt;Envelope Mall&lt;/a&gt;.  They are leftover from our response card envelopes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R-Ag9BqL6AI/AAAAAAAABLo/W_Qhx3c7z_U/s1600-h/Thank+you+notes+supplies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R-Ag9BqL6AI/AAAAAAAABLo/W_Qhx3c7z_U/s320/Thank+you+notes+supplies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179175804265555970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The supplies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Directions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut the paper in half:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R-Ag8xqL5_I/AAAAAAAABLg/CCc5BxgNaJM/s1600-h/paper+trimming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R-Ag8xqL5_I/AAAAAAAABLg/CCc5BxgNaJM/s320/paper+trimming.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179175799970588658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fold.  Align your folded cardstock in the embosser. I used it one piece of cardstock as a guide, although there are probably more accurate ways to make sure your embossing is centered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R-Ag9RqL6BI/AAAAAAAABLw/uqH6KrBXR3I/s1600-h/the+embosser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R-Ag9RqL6BI/AAAAAAAABLw/uqH6KrBXR3I/s320/the+embosser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179175808560523282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Press down on the embosser, and presto!  One thank you note down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R-AhohqL6CI/AAAAAAAABL4/eZueFkEa2kQ/s1600-h/the+results.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R-AhohqL6CI/AAAAAAAABL4/eZueFkEa2kQ/s320/the+results.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179176551589865506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A close up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R-Ag8BqL5-I/AAAAAAAABLY/FMx1tXqaTdw/s1600-h/IMG_0928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R-Ag8BqL5-I/AAAAAAAABLY/FMx1tXqaTdw/s320/IMG_0928.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179175787085686754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things even fancier, we've also taken to embossing the envelopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's it.  Inexpensive, simple but elegant thank you notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are you doing for your thank you notes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*author's note: Our embosser came from &lt;a href="http://www.wgpress.com/"&gt;Wilshire Graphic Press&lt;/a&gt;. I got lucky and won it in a contest.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-4808798226495783547?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4808798226495783547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=4808798226495783547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/4808798226495783547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/4808798226495783547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/thank-you-notes.html' title='Thank you notes'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R-Ag9BqL6AI/AAAAAAAABLo/W_Qhx3c7z_U/s72-c/Thank+you+notes+supplies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-8225954205957447641</id><published>2008-03-19T08:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T08:27:41.614-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invitations'/><title type='text'>Oh the places...</title><content type='html'>Our invitations are going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was addressing the &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/invitations-part-4-happy-ending.html"&gt;invitations&lt;/a&gt;, I was surprised to see just how far away some of them are headed.  Since both Calvin and I grew up in Ohio and currently live in Michigan, I figured that the vast majority of our invitations were headed to those states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they are.  But they are also going to a lot of other places: 58 cities in 19 states in 3 countries.  Closest place is to our home (we addressed one to ourselves!); farthest away is in Ulm, Germany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was anyone else surprised to see the places their invitations were going?  What's the farthest place your wedding invitations are going?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-8225954205957447641?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/8225954205957447641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=8225954205957447641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/8225954205957447641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/8225954205957447641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-places.html' title='Oh the places...'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-1374119672869401422</id><published>2008-03-18T09:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T10:14:31.478-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='registry'/><title type='text'>Exciting package!</title><content type='html'>The wedding invitations are out, the shower invitations are out, and we have passed the two month mark.  What does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We received our first wedding present in the mail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure why this is so exciting, but there is something extremely fun about getting packages in the mail.  Calvin's aunt sent us our very first thing off of our registry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9_OAhqL59I/AAAAAAAABLQ/S0YTf8kZt3k/s1600-h/Down+comforter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9_OAhqL59I/AAAAAAAABLQ/S0YTf8kZt3k/s320/Down+comforter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179084604929992658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dillards.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?catalogId=301&amp;amp;langId=-1&amp;amp;storeId=301&amp;amp;productId=501313007&amp;amp;N=1590708+2010114&amp;amp;searchUrl=%2Fendeca%2FEndecaStartServlet%3FN%3D1590708%2B2010114&amp;amp;R=02730378"&gt;A sweet down comforter&lt;/a&gt;.  Which is especially appropriate because it is still cool here in Michigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the first gift you received off of your registry?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-1374119672869401422?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/1374119672869401422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=1374119672869401422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/1374119672869401422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/1374119672869401422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/exciting-package.html' title='Exciting package!'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9_OAhqL59I/AAAAAAAABLQ/S0YTf8kZt3k/s72-c/Down+comforter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-5175705471387498532</id><published>2008-03-17T08:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T10:01:48.185-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invitations'/><title type='text'>Invitations - Part 4 - A Happy Ending</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/invitation-part-1.html"&gt;Part 1 - Inspiration&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/invitations-part-2-color-crisis.html"&gt;Part 2 - Color Crisis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/invitations-part-3-with-little-help.html"&gt;Part 3 - With a Little Help from my Friends&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned before, I was able to successfully navigate the wedding invitation printing process.  Here's the final result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R95sWRqL55I/AAAAAAAABKw/kMhUGf8dCng/s1600-h/Opening+the+invitation+-+for+blog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R95sWRqL55I/AAAAAAAABKw/kMhUGf8dCng/s320/Opening+the+invitation+-+for+blog.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178695751475914642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening the envelope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R95sXBqL57I/AAAAAAAABLA/k6fbwlWLG9Q/s1600-h/the+goodies+-+for+the+blog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R95sXBqL57I/AAAAAAAABLA/k6fbwlWLG9Q/s320/the+goodies+-+for+the+blog.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178695764360816562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the parts and pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R95sWxqL56I/AAAAAAAABK4/4zUSTMLdhxQ/s1600-h/return+address+-+for+blog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R95sWxqL56I/AAAAAAAABK4/4zUSTMLdhxQ/s320/return+address+-+for+blog.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178695760065849250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The return address and response envelope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R955ZBqL58I/AAAAAAAABLI/ch7yKAcxwSI/s1600-h/response+card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R955ZBqL58I/AAAAAAAABLI/ch7yKAcxwSI/s320/response+card.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178710092371716034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a close up of my favorite part- the response card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten lots of positive response about the invitations, and in general, I'm really happy with how they turned out.  Overall, I'm happy with having used &lt;a href="http://www.overnightprints.com/"&gt;Overnight Prints&lt;/a&gt; for our invitations.  I'm really happy with the source of our envelopes, &lt;a href="http://www.envelopemall.com/"&gt;Envelope Mall&lt;/a&gt;.  And I would definitely order pens (or other art supplies) again from &lt;a href="http://www.misterart.com/"&gt;Mister Art&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-5175705471387498532?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5175705471387498532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=5175705471387498532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/5175705471387498532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/5175705471387498532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/invitations-part-4-happy-ending.html' title='Invitations - Part 4 - A Happy Ending'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R95sWRqL55I/AAAAAAAABKw/kMhUGf8dCng/s72-c/Opening+the+invitation+-+for+blog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-4567346814087074461</id><published>2008-03-14T07:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T07:21:40.018-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invitations'/><title type='text'>Invitations - Part 3 - With a Little Help from my Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/invitation-part-1.html"&gt;Part 1 - Inspiration&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/invitations-part-2-color-crisis.html"&gt;Part 2 - Color Crisis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may recall that I was having some difficulties getting our invitations printed in a nice dark red.  In my frustration, I did two things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I decided to visit Papyrus and see what invitations they had that looked nice.  We decided if the printing didn't work out, that we might order these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9krRxqL53I/AAAAAAAABKg/xJQm84sbm10/s1600-h/Tru+Sophistication.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9krRxqL53I/AAAAAAAABKg/xJQm84sbm10/s320/Tru+Sophistication.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177216831027144562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By &lt;a href="http://www.truwedding.com/engine.cfm?&amp;amp;PageID=1195&amp;amp;iCatID=29741"&gt;Tru Sophistication&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they would be substantially more than our initial invitations.  And I'd already purchased our envelopes from &lt;a href="http://www.envelopemall.com/"&gt;Envelope Mall&lt;/a&gt;, and it was past the deadline to return them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did what I think any bride who is connected on online forums would do: I contacted a couple of women I'd met.  Specifically, &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/author/emerald/"&gt;Mrs. Emerald&lt;/a&gt;, who used a dark red color for her invitations, and &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/profile.php?user_id=98137"&gt;Manchmal&lt;/a&gt;, a graphic designer and fellow &lt;a href="http://www.indiebride.com/"&gt;indiebride&lt;/a&gt; who has her own invitation design business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Note: If you want to print your own invitations using Vistaprint or Overnight prints, but are unsure of actually designing them, you should totally check out &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=98137"&gt;Manchmal's etsy shop&lt;/a&gt;.  She'll pretty much create any invitation for you, and give you the files to print them out yourself.  It's awesome.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With their help, I was able to figure out the problem and resolve it.  Basically, Open Office has issues with publishing in CMYK, so that the full spectrum of CMYK colors is not available for use.  Including dark red.  So as many people had suggested, I downloaded a &lt;a href="https://www.adobe.com/cfusion/tdrc/index.cfm?product=illustrator"&gt;free trial of Adobe Illustrator&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And victory was mine.  Check out how the next test print came out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9ktsBqL54I/AAAAAAAABKo/Po1AJOQsyWM/s1600-h/business+card+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9ktsBqL54I/AAAAAAAABKo/Po1AJOQsyWM/s320/business+card+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177219481021966210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfectly red.  With no indication of hemorrhoids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely couldn't have done it without the help of Mrs. Emerald and Manchmal.  At the risk of sounding really cheesy, I'm really grateful for the ways the internet has connected me with other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where have you found help planning your wedding from online friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-4567346814087074461?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4567346814087074461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=4567346814087074461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/4567346814087074461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/4567346814087074461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/invitations-part-3-with-little-help.html' title='Invitations - Part 3 - With a Little Help from my Friends'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9krRxqL53I/AAAAAAAABKg/xJQm84sbm10/s72-c/Tru+Sophistication.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-815408784555012520</id><published>2008-03-13T08:29:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T09:19:05.848-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invitations'/><title type='text'>Invitations - Part 2 - Color Crisis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/invitation-part-1.html"&gt;Part 1 - The Inspiration&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I initially used Open Office Draw to design our relatively simple invitations (the screen shots have been edited in paint):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9ke3RqL5yI/AAAAAAAABJ8/l3xYjxeiHdE/s1600-h/Invitation+card+JPEG.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9ke3RqL5yI/AAAAAAAABJ8/l3xYjxeiHdE/s320/Invitation+card+JPEG.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177203181621077794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The invitation.  Simple, formal, perfect.  Designed to be 8.5" by 5.5"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9ke3hqL5zI/AAAAAAAABKE/inClcFqDgPo/s1600-h/Response+card+jpeg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9ke3hqL5zI/AAAAAAAABKE/inClcFqDgPo/s320/Response+card+jpeg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177203185916045106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The response card, inspired by &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/author/gummibear/page/5/"&gt;Mrs. Gummi bear's&lt;/a&gt;.  Calvin really wanted something to demonstrate that would make sure that the invitations didn't feel too "stuffy."  Designed to be 5.5" by 4.25"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9ke2xqL5xI/AAAAAAAABJ0/392WIHy5sgE/s1600-h/business+card+jpeg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9ke2xqL5xI/AAAAAAAABJ0/392WIHy5sgE/s320/business+card+jpeg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177203173031143186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business card with the address of our (fairly extensive) website.  It was much easier (and cheaper!) to just include that in the invitation than to have several insets with directions and accommodations.  Especially since most of the people invited live in Cleveland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick word about the invitation design:&lt;br /&gt;All of the text and images are actually fonts, from &lt;a href="http://www.dafont.com/"&gt;dafont.com&lt;/a&gt;.  We used &lt;a href="http://www.dafont.com/tagettes.font"&gt;Tagettes&lt;/a&gt; for the text, and &lt;a href="http://www.dafont.com/im-fell-flowers.font"&gt;Im Fell Flowers&lt;/a&gt; letter "P" for the damask-looking watermark.  &lt;a href="http://www.dafont.com/veggi-terra.font"&gt;Vegiterra&lt;/a&gt; letter "C" provided the carrot image, and &lt;a href="http://www.dafont.com/lcr-on-the-farm.font"&gt;LCR on the Farm letter&lt;/a&gt; "C" was the chicken image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'd heard extensively that offset printing can produce slightly different color results than what appears on the computer monitor, as CMYK (offset printing) colors are different from RGB (computer monitor) colors.  We ran a couple of "test prints" with all of the various inkjet and color laser printers we could to test colors, and they came out fine.  But just to be on the safe side, I ordered a "test print" of 100 business cards from &lt;a href="http://www.overnightprints.com/"&gt;Overnight Prints&lt;/a&gt;.  (I know that a lot of people use &lt;a href="http://www.vistaprint.com/"&gt;VistaPrint&lt;/a&gt;, but I wanted a matte finish to the cards.)  Much cheaper to test print with those than with the whole invitation suite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what we got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9koGRqL51I/AAAAAAAABKQ/8_lnjYFI3Ns/s1600-h/business+card+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9koGRqL51I/AAAAAAAABKQ/8_lnjYFI3Ns/s320/business+card+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177213334923765586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice looking, if chocolate brown was our primary color.  But it's not.  And this is clearly not red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I consulted the &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/02/color.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New Big Book of Color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and changed some things around.  And ordered another test print:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9koGxqL52I/AAAAAAAABKY/HaqvEf9QJVo/s1600-h/business+card+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9koGxqL52I/AAAAAAAABKY/HaqvEf9QJVo/s320/business+card+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177213343513700194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was more reminiscent of hemorrhoids than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was frustrated.  I was a little bit panicky.  And desperate times called for bringing in the reinforcements...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-815408784555012520?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/815408784555012520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=815408784555012520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/815408784555012520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/815408784555012520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/invitations-part-2-color-crisis.html' title='Invitations - Part 2 - Color Crisis'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9ke3RqL5yI/AAAAAAAABJ8/l3xYjxeiHdE/s72-c/Invitation+card+JPEG.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-2988742894074674326</id><published>2008-03-12T10:50:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T11:37:20.211-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invitations'/><title type='text'>Invitation - Part 1</title><content type='html'>When we started looking at invitations, there was one in particular that caught our eye:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9fugBqL5qI/AAAAAAAABJI/8wZbU2fmvlM/s1600-h/Crane%27s+navy+blue+invite.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9fugBqL5qI/AAAAAAAABJI/8wZbU2fmvlM/s320/Crane%27s+navy+blue+invite.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176868530654275234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic and formal, but with a twist: a dark background with with white lettering.   &lt;a href="http://www.crane.com/prdsellpersonalize.aspx?name=ld9482l_navyblueengravedembassyweddinginvitations"&gt;From Crane's&lt;/a&gt;.  Which also means that it was going to be at least $1000 over our invitation budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given that it is extremely difficult to get light text on dark paper, thermography was ruled out.  And letterpress was just outside of our budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after seeing &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/author/emerald/"&gt;Mrs. Emerald&lt;/a&gt;'s posts about her &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2007/02/21/this-makes-it-real/"&gt;invitations&lt;/a&gt;, I was inspired to do a little designing of my own.  And with the &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2007/09/free-software-part-2.html"&gt;Open Office Draw&lt;/a&gt; design program available for free, how hard could it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9fugxqL5sI/AAAAAAAABJU/7PEDlobboj8/s1600-h/OpenOffice+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9fugxqL5sI/AAAAAAAABJU/7PEDlobboj8/s320/OpenOffice+2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176868543539177154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A screenshot of the invitation in progress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, a whole lot more complicated than I thought.  Let's say for now that there is often a reason why things are free...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-2988742894074674326?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/2988742894074674326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=2988742894074674326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/2988742894074674326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/2988742894074674326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/invitation-part-1.html' title='Invitation - Part 1'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9fugBqL5qI/AAAAAAAABJI/8wZbU2fmvlM/s72-c/Crane%27s+navy+blue+invite.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-5111453125620596080</id><published>2008-03-11T08:18:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T09:07:06.628-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invitations'/><title type='text'>They're off!</title><content type='html'>Yes, these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9Z_zRqL5mI/AAAAAAAABIo/omXoNLXQ6CA/s1600-h/envelope+stack.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9Z_zRqL5mI/AAAAAAAABIo/omXoNLXQ6CA/s320/envelope+stack.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176465340599363170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are off in their hand-canceled glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A note about the hand-canceling, as I know that some people have different experiences with it than others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, what exactly is hand-canceling, and why do people care about it?  Exhibit A below shows a regular postmarked envelope:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9aAfhqL5pI/AAAAAAAABJA/V9PJRzcAYic/s1600-h/machine+cancelled+envelope.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9aAfhqL5pI/AAAAAAAABJA/V9PJRzcAYic/s320/machine+cancelled+envelope.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176466100808574610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit B is hand cancelled:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9Z_zhqL5nI/AAAAAAAABIw/o4kbER3ENVk/s1600-h/hand+cancelled+envelope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9Z_zhqL5nI/AAAAAAAABIw/o4kbER3ENVk/s320/hand+cancelled+envelope.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176465344894330482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image found &lt;a href="http://www.liweddings.com/chat/topic.aspx?ID=307146&amp;amp;Highlight=hand+cancel"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mind, the hand canceling looks quite a bit nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'd heard some stories that hand-canceling can be difficult to get.  When I was buying my stamps, I spoke with the person behind the counter and he gave me a couple of tips about getting my invitations hand canceled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole conversation went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postman: Are you a med school student?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meg:  No, but I'm working on my Ph.D.  Why do you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postman:  You are the most confident bride I've ever seen buy stamps, so I figured you must be in medical school.  Most brides are very uncertain about their choices and spend awhile trying to sort things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (Taking advantage of the good impression I'd made)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meg:  Oh, thanks- I just looked on the USPS website and figured out what stamps I wanted.  Do you mind if I ask you a question?  Is there any way that it would be possible to get the wedding invitations hand cancelled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Postman leans over counter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postman (quietly): It's officially against USPS policy to hand cancel regular envelopes.  But, I know the person who works the early morning shift on weekdays.  If you arrive right after the post office opens, she'll let you did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is what I did.  The post office opened at 7:30 this morning, and I got there at about 7:40.  No one was there, and 10 minutes later I'd hand canceled all of the invitations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone else try to get their invitations hand canceled?  What was your experience?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-5111453125620596080?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5111453125620596080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=5111453125620596080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/5111453125620596080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/5111453125620596080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/theyre-off.html' title='They&apos;re off!'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9Z_zRqL5mI/AAAAAAAABIo/omXoNLXQ6CA/s72-c/envelope+stack.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-1632086640061747130</id><published>2008-03-10T08:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T08:54:22.550-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>A little thing that will change</title><content type='html'>I was talking with my dad on Saturday, and he called me "Miss Meg."  It's something that he has called me as long as I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought about it, and mentioned to him, that I will no longer be "Miss Meg" come May.  (Not that I'll be a Mrs., since I'm not changing my name.  But I definitely will not be a Miss.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one of those little things that I never really thought about that will change when I get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What little thing have you noticed that will change after you're married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-1632086640061747130?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/1632086640061747130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=1632086640061747130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/1632086640061747130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/1632086640061747130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/little-thing-that-will-change.html' title='A little thing that will change'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-1542603976424043461</id><published>2008-03-07T07:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T07:58:40.805-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invitations'/><title type='text'>Stardream vs. the Pen</title><content type='html'>I'm using Stardream envelopes for my invitations (purchased at the fabulous &lt;a href="http://www.envelopemall.com/detail.aspx?ID=432"&gt;envelopemall.com&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that have used Stardream paper, you may be familiar with the fact that it is both difficult to print on and nearly impossible to write on.  For those of you that haven't, well, it's difficult to print on and nearly impossible to write on permanently, since it is a coated paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd decided awhile ago that I would actually hand address all the invitations (and the return address, and the response card envelope- yes, my hand is sore), so I spent some time searching for a pen that would write nicely and permanently on Stardream paper.   My usual arsenal of ink pens didn't work, nor did a fine point Sharpie marker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stardream 2, Pen 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cue the&lt;a href="http://www.sakuraofamerica.com/Pen-3d-pen"&gt; Sakura Glaze Pen&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9E6KRqL5lI/AAAAAAAABIg/Kw2Usm2qoBc/s1600-h/sakura+glaze+pen.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9E6KRqL5lI/AAAAAAAABIg/Kw2Usm2qoBc/s320/sakura+glaze+pen.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174981395038856786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designed specifically for non porous surfaces, the ink becomes slightly raised when it dries- like very light embossing.  The only trick is that you have to write slowly and let the ink dry before you touch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stardream 2, Pen 100000 (because it totally conquered the Stardream).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best deal for them that I found was at &lt;a href="http://www.misterart.com/store/view/001/group_id/8855/SAKURA-Gelly-Roll-Glaze-Pens.htm"&gt;MisterArt.com&lt;/a&gt;, where you can get a two pack for $2.53.   I started out with a single two pack in black, but that proved that it was not going to be nearly enough.  (Each pen, on average for me, worked for about 65 or so addresses.)  But the final result is very nice.  (Pictures will be coming next week, after the invitations are sent!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How did you address your invitations?  Did you write them by hand, use a calligrapher or print them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-1542603976424043461?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/1542603976424043461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=1542603976424043461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/1542603976424043461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/1542603976424043461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/stardream-vs-pen.html' title='Stardream vs. the Pen'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R9E6KRqL5lI/AAAAAAAABIg/Kw2Usm2qoBc/s72-c/sakura+glaze+pen.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-5187564862201554111</id><published>2008-03-06T11:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T11:57:46.339-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reception'/><title type='text'>Where to sit?</title><content type='html'>One of the things that we hope to get started on soon is a seating chart for our guests.  Yes, we know that our invitations haven't gone out yet (but will be in the mail early next week!), but I've heard that it is easier to make a seating chart ahead of time and then modify it as people say they can come in than it is to start from scratch after the RSVP deadline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings us to one of our wedding "problems" that we have put off addressing more or less since we got engaged.  Where do we sit?  We've nixed the idea of a traditional, last supper-style head table.  We also aren't too fond of having a sweetheart table.  And we want our attendants to be seated with their significant others, as they will be coming from out of town and will not know many people (if any) people at the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the lineup of players:&lt;br /&gt;Us (Calvin and Meg)&lt;br /&gt;Maid of Honor + boyfriend (from out of town)&lt;br /&gt;Bridesmaid 1 (my brother's girlfriend) + Groomsman 1 (my brother)&lt;br /&gt;Bridesmaid 2 (Calvin's sister) + boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Best man + girlfriend (from out of town)&lt;br /&gt;Groomsman 2 (my brother; girlfriend is out of the country and won't be in attendance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leaves 11 of us.  Not a problem, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except that we have round tables that seat 10.  Further complications is that there may be a mini-reunion of friends of Maid of Honor whom she hasn't seen in years, and mini-reunion of friends of Best Man whom he hasn't seen in a couple of years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where are you sitting at your wedding?  And where should we sit at our wedding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-5187564862201554111?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5187564862201554111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=5187564862201554111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/5187564862201554111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/5187564862201554111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/where-to-sit.html' title='Where to sit?'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-3576800773591620191</id><published>2008-03-04T08:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T08:37:22.966-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><title type='text'>more shoes!</title><content type='html'>Because I just can't get enough of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may recall that I am wearing these Nine West Jojus shoes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R8rUpedF2hI/AAAAAAAABH0/e0sIMZj0usw/s1600-h/Nine+West+Jojus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R8rUpedF2hI/AAAAAAAABH0/e0sIMZj0usw/s320/Nine+West+Jojus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173180931003243026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.endless.com/"&gt;Endless&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem with the shoes, really, is that I don't think that I can really spend a whole evening dancing in them.  I mean, they are wonderful shoes- especially after putting in &lt;a href="http://www.footpetals.com/cgi-bin/footpetals/prod.html?mv_arg=Killer%20Kushionz"&gt;Foot Petals Killer Kushionz&lt;/a&gt; (found on clearance at Bath and Body Works, of all places) - but still- I've been concerned about my ability to actually dance in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to get a pair of ballroom dance shoes to wear to the reception.  (We are, after all, taking &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2007/08/put-on-your-dancin-shoes.html"&gt;ballroom dancing lessons&lt;/a&gt;, so I'll have plenty of time to break them in.)  Check them out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R8rVjudF2iI/AAAAAAAABH8/nbmJBoBEAXo/s1600-h/Jodi+Dance+Shoe+Bronze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R8rVjudF2iI/AAAAAAAABH8/nbmJBoBEAXo/s320/Jodi+Dance+Shoe+Bronze.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173181931730623010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usadanceshoes.com/latin_ballroom_dancing_shoes_tango_swing_salsa//index.php?act=viewProd&amp;amp;productId=9"&gt;Jodi dance shoes in Bronze from USA Ballroom Dance Shoes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not as utterly fabulous as the red shoes, but they are ridiculously comfortable.  Like, almost rivaling my beloved Birkenstocks comfortable.  Service from USA Dance Shoes was excellent, and when I asked about sizing, I was given a quick response (containing advice I should have heeded initially.  Note to self: You have narrow feet.  This means that you should get the narrow width from the beginning.  That's a lot of the reason for going with USA Dance Shoes- because they actually carry narrow shoes.)  I opted for bronze because I don't really have any shoes that are that color, and it's actually quite pretty.  (And the choices for narrow were bronze leather, tan satin, and black leather.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you switching shoes for the reception?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-3576800773591620191?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/3576800773591620191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=3576800773591620191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/3576800773591620191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/3576800773591620191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/more-shoes.html' title='more shoes!'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R8rUpedF2hI/AAAAAAAABH0/e0sIMZj0usw/s72-c/Nine+West+Jojus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-4928401721849730564</id><published>2008-03-03T11:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T11:04:41.390-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attire'/><title type='text'>Dresses for the moms</title><content type='html'>Over the past couple of months, both my mom and Calvin's mom had looked for dresses, with no luck.  During this time, probably every major department store in Cleveland was visited by one or both of them- but the selection of dresses was just awful.  They wanted similar things- silk shantung or dupioni cocktail length dresses.  My mom was looking for blue, and Calvin's mom was looking for green.   Now, this doesn't seem like it should be a difficult thing to find, but it was proving extremely frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a whim, I scoped out the bridesmaid and occasion dresses at &lt;a href="http://watters.com/indexFlash.php"&gt;Watters&lt;/a&gt;, with the thought that maybe they would be able to order dresses that would suit them- and both found dresses they liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cue &lt;a href="http://www.theperfectbride.com/"&gt;The Perfect Bride&lt;/a&gt;, a salon in Rocky River (a suburb of Cleveland).  Tipped off on the Watters website that they carried most of the Watters line, I set out with Calvin's mom to scope it out and help her find a dress.  And she did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R8rSn-dF2eI/AAAAAAAABHc/9pRPwUSjMJ0/s1600-h/Jan%27s+dress.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R8rSn-dF2eI/AAAAAAAABHc/9pRPwUSjMJ0/s400/Jan%27s+dress.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173178706210183650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://watters.com/product.php?coll=c20&amp;amp;showid=630"&gt;Watters style 9973&lt;/a&gt;; her dress will be a paler green (cilantro) than the midori green shown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom went a couple of days later, and loved this dress:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R8rSqOdF2fI/AAAAAAAABHk/9zc8jW8hkrY/s1600-h/Mom%27s+dress.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R8rSqOdF2fI/AAAAAAAABHk/9zc8jW8hkrY/s400/Mom%27s+dress.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173178744864889330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://watters.com/product.php?coll=watters&amp;amp;showid=195#"&gt;Watters style 7321 &lt;/a&gt;in navy blue (as shown).  It will be shortened to cocktail length.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Service at the salon was excellent (if I was still in the market for a dress, I would have tried some on!); the women helping both my mom and Calvin's mom were extremely friendly and helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I wish I'd known ahead of time is the amount of time it actually takes to get in theses dresses.  (My bridesmaids are &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2007/09/update-on-bridesmaid-dresses.html"&gt;wearing dresses from J. Crew&lt;/a&gt;, so I had no experience actually ordering non-wedding dresses through a bridal salon.)  Our wedding is now less than three months away, which is pushing it for the dresses to arrive on time.  So those of you with moms who are still looking for dresses- if you go the "order a dress from a bridal salon" route, I'd order well in advance of 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your mom wearing to your wedding?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-4928401721849730564?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4928401721849730564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=4928401721849730564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/4928401721849730564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/4928401721849730564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/03/dresses-for-moms.html' title='Dresses for the moms'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R8rSn-dF2eI/AAAAAAAABHc/9pRPwUSjMJ0/s72-c/Jan%27s+dress.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-2932063082256078974</id><published>2008-02-29T10:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T10:26:55.948-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invitations'/><title type='text'>Color!</title><content type='html'>In the process of designing our invitations (more on that to come, I promise!), I had some difficulties figuring out colors.  I mean, I knew what colors I wanted, but was having a hard time getting what I saw on my computer screen to match with what came from the offset printer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cue &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The New Big Book of Color&lt;/span&gt;, which provides numerous designs along with the corresponding RGB (for your computer screen) and CMYK (for offest printing) colors used in the designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R8gjm-dF2dI/AAAAAAAABHU/6WqGnj1Hd8k/s1600-h/New+Big+Book+of+Color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R8gjm-dF2dI/AAAAAAAABHU/6WqGnj1Hd8k/s400/New+Big+Book+of+Color.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172423324542032338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(available at &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/New-Big-Book-Color/dp/0061137677/ref=pd_sim_b_img_5/105-3001548-3726004"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent an hour or so at Barnes and Noble leafing through it, and marking down the RGB and CMYK colors that I thought would work for our invitations.  It definitely helped get me on the right track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What design books have you found helpful while planning your wedding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-2932063082256078974?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/2932063082256078974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=2932063082256078974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/2932063082256078974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/2932063082256078974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/02/color.html' title='Color!'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R8gjm-dF2dI/AAAAAAAABHU/6WqGnj1Hd8k/s72-c/New+Big+Book+of+Color.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-1237296310120028967</id><published>2008-02-27T10:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T08:19:08.990-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organization'/><title type='text'>Keeping things organized</title><content type='html'>I need to share with you one of the most amazing organizational tools.  Seriously.  Shared by some of the awesome women over at &lt;a href="http://kvetch.indiebride.com/index.php?t=msg&amp;amp;th=15396&amp;amp;prevloaded=1&amp;amp;rid=9531&amp;amp;S=1b7e31fdbf362dd22e8f4e7fd6644646&amp;amp;start=0"&gt;Indiebride&lt;/a&gt;, it is by far the most comprehensive wedding planning spreadsheet I have seen, complete with formulas to help you calculate total costs and the number of people each person (bride, groom, parents) is inviting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are just some of the features:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R8WAe3zNvqI/AAAAAAAABGo/bcCtEwy1OHk/s1600-h/Budget.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R8WAe3zNvqI/AAAAAAAABGo/bcCtEwy1OHk/s400/Budget.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171681014968073890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budget- it sure helps to keep track of the costs (and when more payments are due) in one spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R8WAfXzNvrI/AAAAAAAABGw/2yea9Sqr8P4/s1600-h/floor+plan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R8WAfXzNvrI/AAAAAAAABGw/2yea9Sqr8P4/s400/floor+plan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171681023558008498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floorplan- to help figure out where everyone will sit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R8WAf3zNvsI/AAAAAAAABG4/LL2JfNJnqJ4/s1600-h/guest+list.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R8WAf3zNvsI/AAAAAAAABG4/LL2JfNJnqJ4/s400/guest+list.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171681032147943106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guest list- everyone's addresses, all in one place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other features include a sheet for florist information, a gift tracker, to do list, a savings tracker and a seating chart.  I've found it really helpful to have everything located in one file- and it makes backing things up that much easier.  This, combined with Miss Daffodil's &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2007/08/21/the-beginning-of-it-all/"&gt;Wedding Workplan&lt;/a&gt;, have been the two tools most frequently used for keeping things organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can download it over at &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2008/02/27/keeping-things-organized/"&gt;Weddingbee&lt;/a&gt;. (And anyone else want to share their organization tips?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-1237296310120028967?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/1237296310120028967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=1237296310120028967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/1237296310120028967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/1237296310120028967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/02/keeping-things-organized.html' title='Keeping things organized'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R8WAe3zNvqI/AAAAAAAABGo/bcCtEwy1OHk/s72-c/Budget.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-1929786977189287986</id><published>2008-02-25T12:51:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T13:11:07.274-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewelry'/><title type='text'>I changed my mind</title><content type='html'>You may recall my earlier &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/01/ring-ding-ding.html"&gt;post &lt;/a&gt;about our wedding rings.  Well, I need to come clean, because those aren't actually our bands.  Yes, we did ordered them.  But I kept thinking that the 4mm milgrain was too wide, and that the 2mm was too narrow.  3mm would have been perfect, but they just didn't make it that width.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we (I) decided (why did I do this?) to check out the rings at the ever popular &lt;a href="http://www.tiffany.com/?siteid=1"&gt;Tiffany &amp;amp; Co&lt;/a&gt;.  (You might say that this was actually a result of the browsing I did after reading the&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2008/01/30/ring-a-ding-ding-2/"&gt; comments&lt;/a&gt; of the earlier post.  With so many people getting their rings there, I just had to check it out online.  Readers, I think you may be a bad influence on me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what was there, but this lovely ring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R8MCpnzNvpI/AAAAAAAABGg/juocYoJXvKo/s1600-h/Meg%27s+ring+from+Tiffany%27s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R8MCpnzNvpI/AAAAAAAABGg/juocYoJXvKo/s320/Meg%27s+ring+from+Tiffany%27s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170979711233146514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tiffany.com/Shopping/Item.aspx?sku=GRP00375&amp;amp;mcat=148204&amp;amp;cid=288152&amp;amp;search_params=s+5-p+2-c+288152-r+101323340-x+-n+6-ri+-ni+0-t+"&gt;Milgrain wedding band, 3mm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was perfect.  Narrow, but not too narrow.  Delicate, but not too delicate.  A little bit cheaper than the other ring (since it does, after all, have less metal in it.)  And the milgrain is incredibly detailed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, Calvin decided that he wanted to switch rings as well, so that ours would still match.  (This actually meant that his ring was more expensive, but oh well.  You only do this once, right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the timing (our other rings had not yet come in), we were able to obtain a full refund for canceling the order of our first set of rings.  This is one of only a couple of times during the wedding planning where I've changed my mind about something after I've made a purchase.  Luckily, in each case, we've been able to make a return for a full refund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What have you changed your mind about during the wedding planning process?  If it was something you purchased, were you able to get a refund?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-1929786977189287986?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/1929786977189287986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=1929786977189287986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/1929786977189287986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/1929786977189287986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-changed-my-mind.html' title='I changed my mind'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R8MCpnzNvpI/AAAAAAAABGg/juocYoJXvKo/s72-c/Meg%27s+ring+from+Tiffany%27s.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-5904642492533450962</id><published>2008-02-22T08:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T08:24:51.356-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'>DIY - Sea Salt Scrub</title><content type='html'>So I've been trying to take better care of myself lately, especially my skin.  As I've mentioned before, I'm fairly breakout prone, on my face, back and shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, Calvin gave me a spa package for my birthday, and one of the most amazing parts of it was a sea salt body scrub.  Afterwards, my skin was much clearer, and softer, which suggests that exfoliation is not overrated at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given that, I wanted to try and get my skin feeling the same way, but as the grad student that I am, resources are, shall we say, limited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's the alternative?  Making the sea scrub myself.  It's really easy, and it actually makes quite a difference.  Here's the recipe I've been using, which is a combination of several recipes I found online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sea Salt Scrub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 c. coarse sea salt&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. olive oil&lt;br /&gt;several drops of tea tree oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix the ingredients together in a bowl.  Pour mixture into a sealable container.  (I used a clean, empty mason jar.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easiest to use in the shower.  Basically, rub it all over your body, and then rinse.  Because the oil can leave a fairly strong residue, I use a mild soap after I've rinsed.   And as a word of  caution- make sure to do this before you shave, and not after, as the salt will (obviously) sting any cuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes: Tea Tree Oil is a natural antiseptic that helps with the acne; you could use other essential oils, like lavender or rose, if you want something that smells better.  You could also use any other type of coarse salt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-5904642492533450962?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5904642492533450962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=5904642492533450962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/5904642492533450962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/5904642492533450962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/02/diy-sea-salt-scrub.html' title='DIY - Sea Salt Scrub'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-3486101498994346928</id><published>2008-02-20T15:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T15:21:27.020-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>The thoughts of an illustrious professor</title><content type='html'>I had a meeting with a professor this afternoon about my possible dissertation topic, and when I might finish my prospectus (i.e. dissertation proposal.)  I casually mentioned that I would either finish it in April, or at the end of the summer, but the month of May was basically out because I'm getting married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he started telling me about his wedding, and balancing families' desires versus the desires of the bride and groom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This was a very bizarre situation, because while I like this professor a lot, he's not generally the type to make too much small talk, especially about the more personal sorts of issues.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Weddings aren't really about the bride and groom at all.  Weddings are about the families."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm inclined to agree with him, since it seems like so much of our wedding is to please or satisfy our families.  Even though both of us are really happy with how the planning is doing, if it had totally, 100% completely been left up to us, there are some things we would have changed.   But I'd like to hear your thoughts on the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you agree with the statement "Weddings aren't really about the bride and groom at all.  Weddings are about the families"?  Why or why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-3486101498994346928?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/3486101498994346928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=3486101498994346928' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/3486101498994346928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/3486101498994346928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/02/thoughts-of-illustrious-professor.html' title='The thoughts of an illustrious professor'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-6158628012454060271</id><published>2008-02-15T16:05:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T16:31:08.680-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'>I've gone and chopped it off</title><content type='html'>My hair, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to understand that my hair fluctuates with considerable regularity between these two lengths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R7YAjXzNvlI/AAAAAAAABGA/0OKcmVb-IM8/s1600-h/Mom+and+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R7YAjXzNvlI/AAAAAAAABGA/0OKcmVb-IM8/s320/Mom+and+I.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167318230138469970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(taken in Playa del Carmen with my mom last month)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And short:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R7YAjnzNvmI/AAAAAAAABGI/LUnhk01pLxg/s1600-h/Brandenburger+Tor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R7YAjnzNvmI/AAAAAAAABGI/LUnhk01pLxg/s320/Brandenburger+Tor.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167318234433437282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Brandenburger Tor about 5 years ago, although my hair has been cut this short 2-3 times since then)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that the ends were looking pretty scraggly- a good indication that it's time for a haircut.  Yes, I've been "growing my hair out" for the wedding, but a year and a half ago, it was shorter than the short hair pictured above.  Now it's a good inch longer than the long hair picture above.  (Yes, my hair grows somewhere in the neighborhood of an inch a month.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; longer than that picture.   When I went to the salon today, I said that I wanted to get as much taken off that would still let me have some sort of french twist for the wedding.  I came back looking like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(FYI: I have no makeup on in this pic.  It's not a good representation of what my face generally looks like, but it is a pretty decent pic of my hair.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R7YDMXzNvnI/AAAAAAAABGQ/DcQOyruk--o/s1600-h/IMG_0952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R7YDMXzNvnI/AAAAAAAABGQ/DcQOyruk--o/s320/IMG_0952.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167321133536362098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else get their hair cut shorter before the wedding?  (And who cut their hair after the wedding?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-6158628012454060271?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6158628012454060271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=6158628012454060271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/6158628012454060271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/6158628012454060271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/02/ive-gone-and-chopped-it-off.html' title='I&apos;ve gone and chopped it off'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R7YAjXzNvlI/AAAAAAAABGA/0OKcmVb-IM8/s72-c/Mom+and+I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-4686116954014397589</id><published>2008-02-14T14:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T14:55:32.323-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'>Product Review: Facewash</title><content type='html'>When the new year started, I thought that I would begin to take better care of my skin.  I mean, I've been pretty rough on it (salicylic acid and benzoil peroxide, I'm looking at you) and it wasn't helping my acne much at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, I get acne.  Yes, I've had acne since I was about 13.  Yes, I recognize that this means I've had it about half my life.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for the first time, I'm actually winning the war against the acne on my face.  Because unlike the Clearasil and Clean and Clear days of my youth when my face extremely oily, I'd noticed that my face, especially my cheeks, are dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Honestly, as a teenage, I never thought that day would come.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided to try this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R7Sb7HzNvkI/AAAAAAAABF4/0A34XiIb6jk/s1600-h/Cetaphil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R7Sb7HzNvkI/AAAAAAAABF4/0A34XiIb6jk/s320/Cetaphil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166926112509247042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cetaphil.com/Products/cleansers.aspx"&gt;Cetaphil Daily Facial Cleanser&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After using it for about 6 weeks, I want to let you know that it works.  Seriously.  I haven't had any zits/pimples at all on my face since I've been using it (except when I've been traveling and have forgotten it- and then my face reminds me that I should never forget it.) My skin doesn't feel especially dry OR oily, which is pretty much a modern miracle for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that I've got a good face wash that has done wonders for my skin, I've figured out that I should probably start using some sort of moisturizer as well.  Right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's your favorite face moisturizer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-4686116954014397589?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4686116954014397589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=4686116954014397589' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/4686116954014397589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/4686116954014397589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/02/product-review-facewash.html' title='Product Review: Facewash'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R7Sb7HzNvkI/AAAAAAAABF4/0A34XiIb6jk/s72-c/Cetaphil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-1137398986149379991</id><published>2008-02-11T23:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T23:03:39.237-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invitations'/><title type='text'>Postage Increase...what should I do?</title><content type='html'>I just saw that the &lt;a href="http://money.cnn.com/2008/02/11/news/economy/postage_increase.ap/index.htm?postversion=2008021115"&gt;price of a first class stamp is supposed to increase by one cent&lt;/a&gt; to $.42, beginning May 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the RSVP date for our invitations is May 1, although the wedding date is after the increase.  The most logical solution, of course, would be to use the forever &lt;a href="http://shop.usps.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?catalogId=10152&amp;amp;storeId=10001&amp;amp;categoryId=18401&amp;amp;productId=29351&amp;amp;langId=-1"&gt;liberty bell stamp&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R7DB83zNvgI/AAAAAAAABFU/cEd5Kxm92qo/s1600-h/forever+stamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R7DB83zNvgI/AAAAAAAABFU/cEd5Kxm92qo/s320/forever+stamp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165842024109030914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, liberty bell forever stamp, are just not interesting enough for my invites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I would really like to use some of the much more fun looking $.41 stamps.  Like any of these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R7DDUHzNviI/AAAAAAAABFk/HyxqtJsCyAM/s1600-h/star+wars+stamps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R7DDUHzNviI/AAAAAAAABFk/HyxqtJsCyAM/s320/star+wars+stamps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165843523052617250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.usps.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?catalogId=10152&amp;amp;storeId=10001&amp;amp;categoryId=18401&amp;amp;productId=29407&amp;amp;langId=-1"&gt;Star Wars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R7DDUXzNvjI/AAAAAAAABFs/eUxKlO37m6c/s1600-h/tiffany+stamps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R7DDUXzNvjI/AAAAAAAABFs/eUxKlO37m6c/s320/tiffany+stamps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165843527347584562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.usps.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?catalogId=10152&amp;amp;storeId=10001&amp;amp;categoryId=18401&amp;amp;productId=31303&amp;amp;langId=-1"&gt;Tiffany glass&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R7DDTnzNvhI/AAAAAAAABFc/hKq4v6Zdlgg/s1600-h/flower+stamps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R7DDTnzNvhI/AAAAAAAABFc/hKq4v6Zdlgg/s320/flower+stamps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165843514462682642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.usps.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?catalogId=10152&amp;amp;storeId=10001&amp;amp;categoryId=18401&amp;amp;productId=31305&amp;amp;langId=-1"&gt;Flowers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I should use the &lt;a href="http://shop.usps.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?catalogId=10152&amp;amp;storeId=10001&amp;amp;categoryId=18401&amp;amp;productId=29351&amp;amp;langId=-1"&gt;forever stamps&lt;/a&gt; on the response card envelopes, even though their design is not so cool?  Or is there enough time before the postal rate hike to use the prettier, more interesting stamps?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-1137398986149379991?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/1137398986149379991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=1137398986149379991' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/1137398986149379991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/1137398986149379991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/02/postage-increasewhat-should-i-do.html' title='Postage Increase...what should I do?'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R7DB83zNvgI/AAAAAAAABFU/cEd5Kxm92qo/s72-c/forever+stamp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-8401643777294054071</id><published>2008-02-11T12:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T13:10:19.783-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>Weekly update?</title><content type='html'>You may have noticed that I haven't given a weekly update.  Well, it's been cold outside.  And I've been out of town a lot.  And I've been fighting off a cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really exercised much lately.  But that's about to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, Calvin called me this morning to let me know he'd been able to track down this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R7CIP3zNvfI/AAAAAAAABFM/Yl03FHirrAg/s1600-h/wii+with+controller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R7CIP3zNvfI/AAAAAAAABFM/Yl03FHirrAg/s320/wii+with+controller.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165778578852134386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image found &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://reviews.cnet.com/i/blog2/20060914/Wii_main_0909-1158254665367-440_330.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://reviews.cnet.com/4531-10921_7-6637970.html&amp;amp;h=330&amp;amp;w=372&amp;amp;sz=7&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=1&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=gDAbMPKtAsBqbM:&amp;amp;tbnh=108&amp;amp;tbnw=122&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dwii%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26sa%3DN"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a BIG deal.  We've spent the last 6 weeks trying to track one down, getting up early on Sunday mornings only to be told that we missed our opportunity by 18 minutes.  And now, I'll be able to exercise from the comfort of my own home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only trick is, I've never actually owned a video game system before (my old school Gameboy is not quite the same), and I'm really bad at video games.  I know that &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2008/01/02/the-wii-workout/"&gt;Miss Bubblegum&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2008/01/30/you-mii-wii/"&gt;Miss Hummingbird&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2007/09/04/wii-craze/"&gt;Mrs. Snow Pea&lt;/a&gt; have already blogged about the Wii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you out there with Wii experience, do you have any tips for me?  Anyone want to share their favorite Wii workouts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-8401643777294054071?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/8401643777294054071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=8401643777294054071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/8401643777294054071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/8401643777294054071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/02/weekly-update.html' title='Weekly update?'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R7CIP3zNvfI/AAAAAAAABFM/Yl03FHirrAg/s72-c/wii+with+controller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-6721958232240369802</id><published>2008-02-07T09:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T09:28:43.424-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veil'/><title type='text'>Veiled?</title><content type='html'>Dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting married in t-4 months, and I figured out this week that I haven't given any thought to my veil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not entirely true.  I've given a little thought, but not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I know:&lt;br /&gt;I will be wearing a veil for the ceremony, but will not wear it for the reception.&lt;br /&gt;It will be attached to something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6sQ1cENZuI/AAAAAAAABEs/iBHb6pG6MnQ/s1600-h/Wedding+cap+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6sQ1cENZuI/AAAAAAAABEs/iBHb6pG6MnQ/s320/Wedding+cap+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164239907963365090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope my makeup doesn't look like this.  Or my hair, for that matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6sQ18ENZvI/AAAAAAAABE0/XdNy0FR-ih8/s1600-h/wedding+cap+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6sQ18ENZvI/AAAAAAAABE0/XdNy0FR-ih8/s320/wedding+cap+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164239916553299698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Vintage wedding cap available for auction &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/Vintage-1970-Wedding-Bridal-Cap-Hat-Lace-Pearls_W0QQitemZ320214095575QQihZ011QQcategoryZ74974QQssPageNameZWDVWQQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know that wedding caps are not at the height of fashion- and I must confess, originally I had not planned to wear a veil.  But as my mom is showing me her wedding mementos, she pulls out her (ivory) veil, which is attached to a headpiece very similar to the one above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my mother's.  And my grandmother's.  And my great-grandmother's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to wear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom had replaced the lace to match her wedding dress, and I am free to do the same- I'm looking at covering with silk shantung, to match my &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2007/10/now-presentingthe-dress.html"&gt;dress&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6sS1cENZxI/AAAAAAAABFE/UmfH6RHGg0Y/s1600-h/Dress+I+really+like+only+white.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6sS1cENZxI/AAAAAAAABFE/UmfH6RHGg0Y/s320/Dress+I+really+like+only+white.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164242106986620690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jennyyoo.com/wedding_alternatives14.html"&gt;My dress&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question is, though, what to do with the veil part?  It looks like I should replace it, since it is quite a bit more ivory than my dress is.  I just have no idea how long it should be, or what type.  I spent some time looking at &lt;a href="http://www.veilshop.com/"&gt;Veilshop.com&lt;/a&gt;, and was thoroughly mystified by the sheer types of veils.  Extra fullness?  Cascade?  Oval cut?  Angel cut?  I thought the only variables were length and fabric. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things even more challenging, the only picture of my dress on an actual bride that I've been able to dig up is found through Etsy seller&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=62035"&gt; beadifulthings&lt;/a&gt; (who has some really beautiful things in her shop!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6sSR8ENZwI/AAAAAAAABE8/UY8cCDwH0qQ/s1600-h/beadiful+things.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6sSR8ENZwI/AAAAAAAABE8/UY8cCDwH0qQ/s320/beadiful+things.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164241497101264642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what length the veil is, but it is definitely on the longer side.  The ceremony will be in a cathedral, so I could go for the cathedral length veil.  I just don't have any real sense of what I want, or what would work with my dress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What sort of veil are you wearing?  What would you recommend for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-6721958232240369802?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6721958232240369802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=6721958232240369802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/6721958232240369802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/6721958232240369802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/02/veiled.html' title='Veiled?'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6sQ1cENZuI/AAAAAAAABEs/iBHb6pG6MnQ/s72-c/Wedding+cap+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-5039910369317019696</id><published>2008-02-06T08:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T13:15:50.316-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reception'/><title type='text'>"Calvin and Meg's Fun Day!"</title><content type='html'>We were out to dinner this past weekend with some friends of ours, and the topic of our upcoming wedding came up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They decided that we are not having a wedding, but rather are having "Calvin and Meg's Fun Day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Necessities for "Calvin and Meg's Fun Day!" include the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6n4Q8ENZqI/AAAAAAAABDw/9FlqioRZb7k/s1600-h/cotton+candy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6n4Q8ENZqI/AAAAAAAABDw/9FlqioRZb7k/s320/cotton+candy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163931417642362530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidsentertainmentbusiness.com/i/cotton_candy_machine_1.jpg"&gt;Cotton Candy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6n4RsENZtI/AAAAAAAABEI/vJY0bc9XrFA/s1600-h/moonwalk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6n4RsENZtI/AAAAAAAABEI/vJY0bc9XrFA/s320/moonwalk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163931430527264466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidsentertainmentbusiness.com/i/cotton_candy_machine_1.jpg"&gt;Moonwalk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6n4QsENZpI/AAAAAAAABDo/BtbFAbhK4r4/s1600-h/balloon+animals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6n4QsENZpI/AAAAAAAABDo/BtbFAbhK4r4/s320/balloon+animals.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163931413347395218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thriftyimpressions.com/animals.jpg"&gt;Balloon Animals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6n4RcENZsI/AAAAAAAABEA/9A557GBsQP0/s1600-h/funnel+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6n4RcENZsI/AAAAAAAABEA/9A557GBsQP0/s320/funnel+cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163931426232297154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/d/d9/Funnel_cake_20040821_172200_1.1655x1275.jpg"&gt;Funnel Cakes&lt;/a&gt; and Elephant Ears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6n4RMENZrI/AAAAAAAABD4/v2PAK6QQk4c/s1600-h/dunk+tank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6n4RMENZrI/AAAAAAAABD4/v2PAK6QQk4c/s320/dunk+tank.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163931421937329842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.americanpartyplace.com/images/dunk%20tank.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunk Tank&lt;/a&gt;- imagine the "trash the dress" possibilities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other necessities would be pony rides and a petting zoo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The honest truth is, for some time we did speculate how all of this would work for our hotel ballroom reception- and we decided that the ponies might have some difficulty with the stairs.  Nevertheless, it was fun to think about "Calvin and Meg's Fun Day!" in place of the formal reception that we've got planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does your "alternative universe" reception look like?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-5039910369317019696?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5039910369317019696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=5039910369317019696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/5039910369317019696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/5039910369317019696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/02/calvin-and-megs-fun-day.html' title='&quot;Calvin and Meg&apos;s Fun Day!&quot;'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6n4Q8ENZqI/AAAAAAAABDw/9FlqioRZb7k/s72-c/cotton+candy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-7252247326997835056</id><published>2008-02-04T13:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T16:51:36.115-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WIC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>The choice is yours....</title><content type='html'>I must confess- I'm a political junkie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only do I watch the returns for the US presidential primaries come in (on CNN online, since Calvin and I have the most basic cable package ever), but I have watched ::ahem::  caucusing on ::cough cough:: C-SPAN.  (That's what happens when you get 10 or so like minded grad students in the room.  We're surprisingly apolitical, and spend more time analyzing the analysis- "That's what the polls say, but are they looking at likely voters?  In what states?  What's the margin of error?"- than we do about rooting for the victory of one candidate over another.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I am very interested in the results of "Super Tuesday", or if you will, "Super Duper Tuesday."  And I'm all for getting people out to vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;a href="http://bridesdecide.com/"&gt;Brides Decide&lt;/a&gt;?  Um, no.  It just doesn't make sense to me to view "brides" as a specific demographic within the electorate.  Gender, race and income- those demographics make sense.  But getting married?  I see no common thread at all between women getting married, except that they are women. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the site has some information about the candidates (as well as some &lt;a href="http://bridesdecide.com/articles/A71008155408/see-the-candidates%27-wedding-stories.aspx"&gt;wedding pictures&lt;/a&gt;; noticeably absent are Barack Obama and John McCain), it just strikes me as, well, a little bit silly.  Why would I turn to Brides Decide when I could check out &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com"&gt;CNN &lt;/a&gt;or the &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com"&gt;New York Times&lt;/a&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really disagree with their &lt;a href="http://bridesdecide.com/articles/A80111144755/top-tips-for-keeping-up-with-the-election.aspx"&gt;advice&lt;/a&gt; to pay attention to the articles and polls dealing with issues "concerning women voters."  First of all, while some issues are often considered women's issues (such as abortion), the ones that the article cites are the war in Iraq, healthcare, and taxes.  Last time I checked, those issues were gender neutral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't buy the whole "Bride Decide" thing.  But I am incredibly fascinated by politics.  So:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone else out there more interested in the latest political analysis than invitation colors?  (And anyone have any predictions for Super Tuesday?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-7252247326997835056?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/7252247326997835056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=7252247326997835056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/7252247326997835056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/7252247326997835056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/02/choice-is-yours.html' title='The choice is yours....'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-1509230694023629570</id><published>2008-02-01T13:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T13:49:47.981-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got to be honest with you...</title><content type='html'>I've had a lot going on recently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart and head haven't been really into wedding planning mode lately.  (Nor, sadly, have they been dedicated to preparing my dissertation prospectus and studying for my last comprehensive exam.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a lot of family stuff going on, and I don't mean "My FMIL is driving me nuts because I told her to wear a GOLD dress for the wedding and she just purchased a non-returnable $1500 dress in LIGHT TAUPE which everyone knows ISN'T gold and how can I tell her that she is totally ruining my color scheme, my day and my life because her dress will clash with the carpeting of the church." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Since I know that Calvin's mom follows along in the blog- as I've told you before, feel free to wear whatever color you want.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I mean the more serious sort of things that are completely unrelated to wedding- the really challenging things that no family should face, but sadly, many do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm just asking for moral support (and thoughts/prayers/good vibes for my family), and an understanding if my posting isn't quite as frequent over the next couple of weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-1509230694023629570?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/1509230694023629570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=1509230694023629570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/1509230694023629570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/1509230694023629570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/02/ive-got-to-be-honest-with-you.html' title='I&apos;ve got to be honest with you...'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-536469760853460319</id><published>2008-01-31T14:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T14:15:10.118-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>Honeymoon (and trip) planning tips</title><content type='html'>Calvin and I planned our honeymoon&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; without&lt;/span&gt; the help of a travel agent.   I'm definitely DIY when it comes to travel, and this was no different.  (I've used a travel agent once.  It was fine.  But I could have just as easily done it myself.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning this trip was different from the other trips that I've planned for a number of reasons.  First, while we were concerned about price, we were also concerned about service (especially for the 18+ hour flight to Bali!)  We booked our flights through Singapore Airways, because we have both heard really good things about their service (and food!)  Since the flights are so long, we looked at &lt;a href="http://www.seatguru.com/"&gt;seat guru &lt;/a&gt;to help us pick our seats.  Not that we were willing to spend any amount of money (I did keep an eye on prices for several months), but if you are traveling that long, it can be nice to have the better service.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tip:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The airline may not tell you what model the plane is when you book, but by comparing the airline's seat diagram with seat guru's, you can get a pretty good idea.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6Id78ENZnI/AAAAAAAABDY/80Crdf_FEOE/s1600-h/Seat+guru+pic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6Id78ENZnI/AAAAAAAABDY/80Crdf_FEOE/s400/Seat+guru+pic.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161721038493279858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another airline &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tip&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Many airlines (especially foreign airlines) will let you do a stopover for free at their largest hub.&lt;/span&gt;  We're stopping in Singapore without any additional cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of our hotels were found using &lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/"&gt;tripadvisor&lt;/a&gt;.  Whenever we travel, we check out TA for reviews of potential hotels, and have yet to be misdirected.  Naturally, that was our key resource for hotels for the honeymoon.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tip:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The fairly recently redesigned site is much better at making it available, but definitely be sure to check out the specialty lodging/B&amp;amp;Bs tabs on the site, if you are looking to stay at smaller, locally owned places.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6Id8sENZoI/AAAAAAAABDg/PNnyit4Yyw0/s1600-h/Tripadvisor+pic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6Id8sENZoI/AAAAAAAABDg/PNnyit4Yyw0/s400/Tripadvisor+pic.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161721051378181762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I've found&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/ForumHome"&gt; tripadvisor's travel forums&lt;/a&gt; to be especially helpful when looking for a more general view of things to do in a particular location.   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tip: Like most any online message board, take what is written with a grain of salt.  Try to find a couple of people who seem to have similar interests and views on traveling; their suggestions will be the most useful.&lt;/span&gt;  When my mom and I traveled to Playa del Carmen, I avoided the advice of people staying at large, all-inclusive resorts, since we prefer to stay at smaller, boutique hotels and explore the local restaurant scene.  At the advice of a couple of other people with similar travel preferences, we were directed to an absolutely amazing restaurant off the strip that was completely authentic Mexican.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you have other travel planning trips, please share them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-536469760853460319?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/536469760853460319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=536469760853460319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/536469760853460319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/536469760853460319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/01/honeymoon-and-trip-planning-tips.html' title='Honeymoon (and trip) planning tips'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6Id78ENZnI/AAAAAAAABDY/80Crdf_FEOE/s72-c/Seat+guru+pic.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-4061059390632318339</id><published>2008-01-30T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T09:44:24.025-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewelry'/><title type='text'>Ring-A-Ding-Ding*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That's right, folks.  We have purchased our wedding rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We had a really good experience with Calvin's &lt;a href="http://www.artcarved.com/"&gt;Artcarved&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2007/09/engagement-ring-for-him.html"&gt;engagement ring&lt;/a&gt;, and decided that we wanted to stick with Artcarved for our wedding rings- because of the guarantees and their lifetime resizing promise.  So we went to look at rings last week, and placed our order this week.  In the process of doing this, we learned that January is one of the slowest months of the year for jewelers, so it is a lot easier to negotiate prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.  On to the goods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's important to note that I specifically did not want a wedding ring with stones (diamond or otherwise.)  We do quite a bit of traveling, and I would rather have a non-flashy wedding ring that I can wear all the time than to have a separate ring for travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given the no bling requirement that I had, we also decided to get matching bands.  Now, I know that matching bands is something that very few people seem to do these days, but...we just liked the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ring (4mm milgrain):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6CJXcENZjI/AAAAAAAABC4/MbiZu6Icz_w/s1600-h/ladies%27+ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6CJXcENZjI/AAAAAAAABC4/MbiZu6Icz_w/s320/ladies%27+ring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161276208730433074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calvin's ring (5mm milgrain):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6CJXsENZkI/AAAAAAAABDA/9exabRBdv4M/s1600-h/men%27s+ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6CJXsENZkI/AAAAAAAABDA/9exabRBdv4M/s320/men%27s+ring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161276213025400386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(both images from &lt;a href="http://www.dgse.com/index.cfm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Did you and your fiance/husband opt to get matching rings?  Why or why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ring-A-Ding-Ding"&gt;apologies to Frank&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ring-A-Ding-Ding"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-4061059390632318339?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4061059390632318339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=4061059390632318339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/4061059390632318339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/4061059390632318339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/01/ring-ding-ding.html' title='Ring-A-Ding-Ding*'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R6CJXcENZjI/AAAAAAAABC4/MbiZu6Icz_w/s72-c/ladies%27+ring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-8137627498494671417</id><published>2008-01-29T09:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T09:49:17.005-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='registry'/><title type='text'>Registry take 4: Household items continued</title><content type='html'>As I mentioned in an &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/01/registry-take-2-household-items.html"&gt;earlier post&lt;/a&gt;, we were less than thrilled with our Macy's experience, and were still on the search for a china pattern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a whim, we decided to check out &lt;a href="http://www.dillards.com/"&gt;Dillard's&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.beachwoodplace.com/html/index13.asp"&gt;Beachwood Place&lt;/a&gt;- to both check out jewelry for the day (I'm on the hunt for earrings)  and to see what their china looked like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were several patterns that we liked, and while the registry person was helping another bride and her mom (who had made an appointment), she was as attentive as she could be towards us.  As a bonus, Dillard's had a table set up with a tablecloth, and we were encouraged to "try out" as many place settings as we wanted, to get a sense of how things would look on a table.   (This try out was also encouraged for crystal and flatware.  I thought the whole thing was pretty nifty, as you could really see how everything would look together.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We set down a whole number of place settings, and one clear winner emerged:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R359WA78PtI/AAAAAAAAA88/12XMbmGZ9g0/s1600-h/Noritake+Stratford+Platinum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R359WA78PtI/AAAAAAAAA88/12XMbmGZ9g0/s320/Noritake+Stratford+Platinum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151692840920432338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dillards.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?catalogId=301&amp;amp;langId=-1&amp;amp;storeId=301&amp;amp;productId=500502242&amp;amp;Ntk=all&amp;amp;Nty=1&amp;amp;N=1000301&amp;amp;Ntt=stratford+platinum&amp;amp;search.x=0&amp;amp;search.y=0&amp;amp;R=HCN003"&gt;Stratford Platinum by Noritake&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Platinum banded for Calvin, interesting shape/design for me.  After we found it, we kept talking about it, and unlike every other china pattern, we were increasingly excited about it.  (I'm serious.  Calvin is about as excited about the china as I am.  No joke.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While silver is not available in stores, it is available to be ordered from a store- and the website.  And they carried &lt;a href="http://www.dillards.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?catalogId=301&amp;amp;langId=-1&amp;amp;storeId=301&amp;amp;productId=34299&amp;amp;Ntk=all&amp;amp;Nty=1&amp;amp;N=1000301&amp;amp;Ntt=wallace+rosepoint&amp;amp;search.x=0&amp;amp;search.y=0&amp;amp;R=HF-020"&gt;our pattern&lt;/a&gt; (at a cheaper price than Macy's!).   We were sold on Dillard's.  Having also gone through the registry process at three other stores, we decided to do this one completely online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The online registry is the most awesome registry we have come across.  Seriously.  It is smart about adding/removing items, and is updated instantly.  And we have yet to get the dreaded "this registry is temporarily unavailable" message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The return policy is more strict (returns must be within 30 days of the wedding, and you get gift cards), and while the registry completion incentive is large (20% discount), it is more challenging to use (must be used in the store, 2-4 months after the wedding).  These are drawbacks (especially since there isn't a Dillard's in Michigan, where we live), but thus far, we are happy with the registry experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else register at Dillard's?  What was your experience?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-8137627498494671417?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/8137627498494671417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=8137627498494671417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/8137627498494671417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/8137627498494671417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/01/registry-take-3-household-items.html' title='Registry take 4: Household items continued'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R359WA78PtI/AAAAAAAAA88/12XMbmGZ9g0/s72-c/Noritake+Stratford+Platinum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-869655249847541747</id><published>2008-01-28T08:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T08:44:55.824-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='software'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organization'/><title type='text'>Nifty planning tool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ramblingrenovators.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wanderluster&lt;/a&gt; has &lt;a href="http://ramblingrenovators.blogspot.com/2008/01/google-notebook-where-have-you-been-all.html"&gt;tipped me off&lt;/a&gt; to one of the most awesome planning things ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/notebook"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google Notebook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.  I don't know about you, but I have, oh, 6.02 x 10^23 pages bookmarked in various folders in my &lt;a href="http://www.mozilla.com/en-US/firefox/"&gt;internet browser&lt;/a&gt;.  (Alright, so maybe &lt;a href="http://gemini.tntech.edu/%7Etfurtsch/scihist/avogadro.htm"&gt;Avogadro's number&lt;/a&gt; is an exaggeration.  But I have a lot.)  And it can be really hard to find the exact "super awesome red invitation" picture that I'm looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downloading them to my desktop helps with the organization some, but I'm not always good at remembering where my sources come from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cue Google Desktop.  It enables you to save pictures and text from websites in your own "notebook" which can be divided into various sections.  It automatically provides the source for it, and you can also take notes.  All it takes is a simple right click of the mouse to post it into your noteback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/googlenotebook/tour1.html"&gt;Check it out&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5t0ZMENZgI/AAAAAAAABCg/SbMpRdMlv0o/s1600-h/picture+1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5t0ZMENZgI/AAAAAAAABCg/SbMpRdMlv0o/s320/picture+1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159845774167467522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the information you need, in one simple click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5t0ZMENZhI/AAAAAAAABCo/qvwuc4aDdzc/s1600-h/picture+2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5t0ZMENZhI/AAAAAAAABCo/qvwuc4aDdzc/s320/picture+2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159845774167467538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at hte organization possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5t0ZsENZiI/AAAAAAAABCw/ghL9Bz4B_u8/s1600-h/picture+3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5t0ZsENZiI/AAAAAAAABCw/ghL9Bz4B_u8/s320/picture+3.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159845782757402146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, if you want, you could share it with others.  This, I think, would be a perfect way to share thoughts about bridesmaid attire with your attendants- or rehearsal dinner options with the parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is revolutionizing the way that I store my information.  Like bookmarks, but better, because I can access it from any computer, it has the citations, and uses Google's search engine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(All pictures courtesy of the &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/googlenotebook/tour1.html"&gt;Google Notebook tour&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-869655249847541747?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/869655249847541747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=869655249847541747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/869655249847541747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/869655249847541747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/01/nifty-planning-tool.html' title='Nifty planning tool'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5t0ZMENZgI/AAAAAAAABCg/SbMpRdMlv0o/s72-c/picture+1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-2064885104126097959</id><published>2008-01-25T08:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T08:21:35.460-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeymoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Honeymoon Part 6: We've booked our flights!</title><content type='html'>You may recall that it has taken us awhile to figure out exactly where to go on our honeymoon.  "Why so long to blog about it, Meg?"  you may be asking yourself.   Well, I wanted to make sure that we had our flights booked and all of our hotels figured out before I sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Honeymoon parts &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2007/08/oh-places-well-go-part-1.html"&gt;1-what we want&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2007/08/oh-places-well-go-part-2.html"&gt;2-Mexico&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-places-well-go-part-3.html"&gt;3-Spain&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-places-well-go-part-4.html"&gt;4-Greece&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-places-well-go-part-5.html"&gt;5-Turkey&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to those above, we also considered Argentina, Thailand and Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we finally settled on our place:  Bali.  (And Singapore- since we get a free stopover with &lt;a href="http://www.singaporeair.com/saa/index.jsp"&gt;Singapore Airways&lt;/a&gt;, and want some big city fun.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ngI8ENZfI/AAAAAAAABCU/4UiHKAQlIB4/s1600-h/bali+from+wikimedia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ngI8ENZfI/AAAAAAAABCU/4UiHKAQlIB4/s320/bali+from+wikimedia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159401292296971762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image from &lt;a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/Image:Bali_june_aft.jpg"&gt;Wikimedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5nfvMENZdI/AAAAAAAABCE/_fORs7e1KaY/s1600-h/bali+from+yapta+tours.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5nfvMENZdI/AAAAAAAABCE/_fORs7e1KaY/s320/bali+from+yapta+tours.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159400849915340242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image from &lt;a href="http://www.saptatours.com/sapta01/balpack.html"&gt;Saptatours&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5nfvsENZeI/AAAAAAAABCM/ovFaWmG9QqU/s1600-h/bali-festival+from+younan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5nfvsENZeI/AAAAAAAABCM/ovFaWmG9QqU/s320/bali-festival+from+younan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159400858505274850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image from &lt;a href="http://younan.wordpress.com/2008/01/02/bali-festival/"&gt;Younan's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, after all the research that we were doing (and the declining value of the dollar against several currencies), we realized that we would be spending so much on airfare that for not a whole lot more, we could fly to Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been to Asia.  Calvin spent three weeks in India with his best friend (his best man) and his family.  On the way there and back, they spent some time in Bangkok.  But he has never been to other parts of Asia, and really wants to go.  (As do I!)  And Bali seems to provide the best of all of the places we considered: good food, beach, culture, someplace new, and the possibility of a big city adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're spending 4 nights at the &lt;a href="http://www.theelysian.com/"&gt;Elysian Bali Villas&lt;/a&gt;.  Located in Seminyak, it is near (but not on) the beach, and close to lots of restaurants and more upscale tourist attractions.  (In other words, it's not near the college backpacking crowd.  Which is good.  I did the whole drunken college student thing for a couple of days in Ios, Greece, and that was plenty for me.  For life.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZPKg78QPI/AAAAAAAABBM/YzI1mMDIKVQ/s1600-h/Elysian+Bedroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZPKg78QPI/AAAAAAAABBM/YzI1mMDIKVQ/s320/Elysian+Bedroom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158397465258115314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bedroom looks good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZPKg78QOI/AAAAAAAABBE/a-hKkH5QRwo/s1600-h/Elysian+Bali.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZPKg78QOI/AAAAAAAABBE/a-hKkH5QRwo/s320/Elysian+Bali.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158397465258115298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Complete with our own private pool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZPKw78QQI/AAAAAAAABBU/MMYEWa-0ug4/s1600-h/Elysian+living+room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZPKw78QQI/AAAAAAAABBU/MMYEWa-0ug4/s320/Elysian+living+room.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158397469553082626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I could handle this living room....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will then be spending 4 nights in Ubud (cultural mecca) in the center of the island, at the &lt;a href="http://www.komaneka.com/komaneka/resort/english/Default.asp"&gt;Komaneka Resort&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZPLA78QRI/AAAAAAAABBc/eyhF4pKTpio/s1600-h/Komaneka+bedroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZPLA78QRI/AAAAAAAABBc/eyhF4pKTpio/s320/Komaneka+bedroom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158397473848049938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Check out that view!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZPLA78QSI/AAAAAAAABBk/0CfdXvoFjN0/s1600-h/Komaneka+pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZPLA78QSI/AAAAAAAABBk/0CfdXvoFjN0/s320/Komaneka+pool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158397473848049954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Overlooking the rice paddies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case we tire of the staring at the rice paddies and decide to venture out in the world, there is a lot to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like go to the &lt;a href="http://www.monkeyforestubud.com/"&gt;Sacred Monkey Forest&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vxP0RIBgElU&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vxP0RIBgElU&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't want to see monkeys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after we leave Ubud, we are headed to Singapore for 4 nights, staying at the &lt;a href="http://www.fairmont.com/singapore"&gt;Fairmount Singapore&lt;/a&gt; (formerly Raffles the Plaza).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZVhw78QTI/AAAAAAAABBs/iVrvSmUv7Xs/s1600-h/Fairmount+Singapore+bedroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZVhw78QTI/AAAAAAAABBs/iVrvSmUv7Xs/s320/Fairmount+Singapore+bedroom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158404461759840562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The room- pic from &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;amp;postID=2064885104126097959"&gt;tripadvisor.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZViA78QUI/AAAAAAAABB0/AOOUdCOyttg/s1600-h/Fairmount+Singapore+View.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ZViA78QUI/AAAAAAAABB0/AOOUdCOyttg/s320/Fairmount+Singapore+View.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158404466054807874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The view (every room comes with a balcony!) - pic from &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;amp;postID=2064885104126097959"&gt;tripadvisor.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, both of us are psyched for this trip.  Seriously.  I'm not sure if I'm more excited about the wedding or about the honeymoon.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyone else feel really excited about the honeymoon?&lt;/span&gt;  (And anyone else want details about planning such a trip?  We did it without a travel agent, and I'd be happy to share my tips.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-2064885104126097959?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/2064885104126097959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=2064885104126097959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/2064885104126097959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/2064885104126097959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/01/honeymoon-part-6-weve-booked-our.html' title='Honeymoon Part 6: We&apos;ve booked our flights!'/><author><name>dahlia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536319009177496204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R5ngI8ENZfI/AAAAAAAABCU/4UiHKAQlIB4/s72-c/bali+from+wikimedia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8713302916550130765.post-9074339834933467453</id><published>2008-01-24T09:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T09:26:23.473-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='registry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><title type='text'>Registry take 3: the "fun" stuff (and a weekly update)</title><content type='html'>Having after considering &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/01/registry-take-1-kitchen-gear.html"&gt;kitchen gear&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/01/registry-take-2-household-items.html"&gt;regular household items&lt;/a&gt;, it was time to consider the "fun stuff."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since before we were officially engaged, Calvin has wanted to register at &lt;a href="http://www.crateandbarrel.com"&gt;Crate and Barrel&lt;/a&gt;.  While I like the store quite a bit, Calvin &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; likes it.   And after registering at our other places, we had not yet seen everyday place settings (dishes and flatware) that we liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, our current dishes are a mix of china that Calvin got at a huge yard sale for $4 (a real hodgepodge- think 11 plates, 3 bowls, 12 cups and saucers, 7 smaller plates in a really ugly pattern) and a set of dishes my grandmother got on clearance at &lt;a href="http://www.marcs.com/"&gt;Marc's&lt;/a&gt; when I was graduating college.   Our flatware?  A current mix of spoons, knives and forks with fake wood handles and various utensils permanently borrowed from our undergrad dining hall and the various college houses in which we lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R36GqA78PuI/AAAAAAAAA9E/SuZG8dT1pc4/s1600-h/crescent+china+pattern.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R36GqA78PuI/AAAAAAAAA9E/SuZG8dT1pc4/s320/crescent+china+pattern.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151703080122466018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A not great picture of Calvin's yard sale china from &lt;a href="http://www.replacements.com/webquote/CCNCCN3.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been thinking that it's time for a bit of an upgrade.  So off to &lt;a href="http://www.crateandbarrel.com/"&gt;Crate and Barrel&lt;/a&gt; we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people at Crate and Barrel were friendly and helpful when we needed help, but for the most part we were left on our own, which works for us.  After much debate between us, Calvin acquiesced and we did not put square plates on our registry.   (Seriously.  This was a months-long debate.  Calvin wanted square, white dishes.  While I would have preferred colorful round dishes, I was willing to get white, so long as they were round.  Square dinner plates strike me as being a bit too trendy, and as I have mentioned before, once I decide on something, I have it forever.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the compromise plates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R36LSw78PyI/AAAAAAAAA9k/3AgHsFk_CMo/s1600-h/aspen+dis.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R36LSw78PyI/AAAAAAAAA9k/3AgHsFk_CMo/s320/aspen+dis.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151708178248646434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crateandbarrel.com/family.aspx?c=30&amp;amp;f=1667&amp;amp;grid=3010686&amp;amp;fromGrList=1"&gt;Aspen Dishes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a compromise, and Calvin did put a square serving platter or two on the registry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R36LSw78PzI/AAAAAAAAA9s/277MyTkLPUs/s1600-h/entree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R36LSw78PzI/AAAAAAAAA9s/277MyTkLPUs/s320/entree.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151708178248646450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crateandbarrel.com/family.aspx?c=30&amp;amp;f=22876&amp;amp;grid=3010686&amp;amp;fromGrList=1"&gt;Entree Square Platter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R36LTA78P0I/AAAAAAAAA90/uafjC-Nz8ek/s1600-h/rectangular+platter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b12g9r9h72c/R36LTA78P0I/AAAAAAAAA90/uafjC-Nz8ek/s320/rectangular+platter.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151708182543613762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crateandbarrel.com/family.aspx?c=80&amp;amp;f=11389&amp;amp;grid=3010686&amp;amp;fromGrList=1"&gt;Rectangle Large Plate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also registered for flatware, glasses, and smaller kitchen items, as well as other serving dishes (and an ice bucket!  How much easier hosting parties will be!).  Overall, we've been pretty happy with Crate and Barrel; the online registry is much easier to use than &lt;a href="http://www.macys.com"&gt;Macy's&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/"&gt;Williams-Sonoma&lt;/a&gt;, and the selection is pretty decent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am curious, though, to find out if anyone else had a situation similar to our square/round plate debate.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What compromises did you make with your partner about what to put on the registry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Weekly exercise update:  I did at home strength training one day, ran once, and swam once.  Not great, but I've got great aspirations for this upcoming week- and my pants are starting to fit the tiniest bit looser.  How are you doing?)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8713302916550130765-9074339834933467453?l=chessandcoffee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/9074339834933467453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8713302916550130765&amp;postID=9074339834933467453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/9074339834933467453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8713302916550130765/posts/default/9074339834933467453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chessandcoffee.blogspot.com/2008/
