OK Friends,
Here we go again. After my incredibly loving (incredibly honest) mother gave me a Fatervention (thanks ma), I am going to get back to the old fat wife blog because it was so helpful in the past at keeping me and my body in check.
I am currently at my highest weight ever. I am too ashamed to type the number. And I can't blame anyone but myself for getting this way. And as sweet as it it to blame my thyroid ma, I'm pretty sure it's just the fact that I LOVE FOOD. I'm going to work on loving me more than milkshakes, but it's going to be hard. It is up to me to get healthier, its going to suck. So...there.
So all of that being said, I started the Couch to 5K... AGAIN. I am in "Week 2" again. The dreaded "Week 2" that I always have to keep doing over and over because I always stop after "Week 2". So, I am on "Week 2" (again!) and I have been running at the local high school track. I am so proud of myself for even getting out there and attempting to run in fat and heat (which don't go well together...chafing much?) and I am enjoying my little walk/jog workout...until a fucking TROUP of what can only be deemed future Olympians (I'm pretty sure Bolt Jr. was there...as in he had on a shirt that literally said "BOLT" on the back) starts warming up. And by warming up I mean jogging what looks like the fastest lap in the world to Huff-n-Puff Leddy.
Then they set up hurdles in one of the lanes.
Bolt Jr. starts hurdling?, um, hurdle-jumping? er...hurdlering? Anyhow, he starts doing what one who jump hurdles does and this 16 year kid while JUMPING OVER THINGS laps me...twice.
So...yeah. Running Yay! Especially when being demoralized by a thousand kickass high school track stars...yay.....but I finished my workout, even with the Junior Olympic Team having the track and field meet of the century all around me...with my bright pink sweatyleddy face huffing and puffing (thankfully my music was up so I couldn't hear what I'm sure sounded like a choking farm animal) I FINISHED IT!!! (Cue some Queen song about being awesome)
OK. I will be back tomorrow. For reals. Pinky swear.
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Saturday, June 16, 2012
Day 2
Today was such a great day! I completed my Day 2 of C25K training. Again, it was doable, and I actually enjoyed it (weird!), thanks to a new workout playlist.
I did some serious strawberry picking after my run, though not the best idea to crouch in the weeds for 45 minutes after exerting your knee and leg muscles...ouch. Every time I would stand up to move to another bush, a loud and long "Grooooaaaaannnn" would escape my body, and all the 5 year olds picking berries around me would turn and stare....little jerks.... yes, I am aware that I sound like an animal that should be caged in a zoo. And I am aware I am encased (yes like a summer sausage) in a hot pink running tank and spandex jogging leggings...not my Sunday's best...but com'on kids, was the pointing really necessary? Or the giggles...little. jerks.
So after a lovely day filled with jogging, berry picking, and shoveling compost into the new raised bed for our garden, I am currently covered in Eau de Bengay, which in case you were wondering is the least attractive smell to a man, right behind Vicks Vapo-Rub and fart.
Matt and I walked to get pizza for dinner...not the healthiest choice for dinner, but I figured the mile round trip offset a bite or two.
I'm beyond exhausted, and want to get some sleep for our day tomorrow: gardening, hiking, swimming, and grilling is on the agenda ...I'm super excited for a major day of fun with the hubs. I'll try to do a better blog tomorrow night, but running and having kindergarteners point and laugh at me makes Megor tired.
I did some serious strawberry picking after my run, though not the best idea to crouch in the weeds for 45 minutes after exerting your knee and leg muscles...ouch. Every time I would stand up to move to another bush, a loud and long "Grooooaaaaannnn" would escape my body, and all the 5 year olds picking berries around me would turn and stare....little jerks.... yes, I am aware that I sound like an animal that should be caged in a zoo. And I am aware I am encased (yes like a summer sausage) in a hot pink running tank and spandex jogging leggings...not my Sunday's best...but com'on kids, was the pointing really necessary? Or the giggles...little. jerks.
So after a lovely day filled with jogging, berry picking, and shoveling compost into the new raised bed for our garden, I am currently covered in Eau de Bengay, which in case you were wondering is the least attractive smell to a man, right behind Vicks Vapo-Rub and fart.
Matt and I walked to get pizza for dinner...not the healthiest choice for dinner, but I figured the mile round trip offset a bite or two.
I'm beyond exhausted, and want to get some sleep for our day tomorrow: gardening, hiking, swimming, and grilling is on the agenda ...I'm super excited for a major day of fun with the hubs. I'll try to do a better blog tomorrow night, but running and having kindergarteners point and laugh at me makes Megor tired.
Friday, June 15, 2012
Fat Wife Returns
F'reals ya'll. Sorry it has been months and months since my last post, but ya know, life happens.
So last post I was trying to get motivated to be healthy again, and to be honest it has taken THIS LONG for it to kick in. Summer is so much easier to be healthy! When it's 90 degrees outside a salad is 1,000 times more tempting than say, mac n cheese. However, when it's 40 degrees outside....mama wants that gooey awesomeness.
That being said, I have now moved into the healthy portion of the year, before I start hoarding fat like a bear about to hibernate in November again.
Recap of the last few months: For my Birthday, I decided to put together a "Relay For Life" team, and walk to support the American Cancer Society. With the help of Matt's amazing family, we successfully completed the Relay! They called it early after a massive thunderstorm hit the relay around 5:00am, but Team Leddy never stopped walking until the Organizers officially called it quits. It was a rewarding and uplifting experience, and I loved every minute of it! I literally could not walk the next day without pushing a chair from the kitchen table around in front of me like a walker. I was covered in icy hot, ice packs, and pushing a walker...welcome to your future Matt! Even with the pain, sopping wet walking, and not sleeping a wink, It. Was. Awesome...
Last weekend, Matt and I were able to escape for a few days to Provincetown, MA (the tip of Cape Cod), and just enjoy the incredible weather and some ice cream cones. Although I did have a few meetings for a theater festival I work on up there, we were able to squeeze in some happy married time. Which included Matt showing off his ability to catch crabs!
Today: I (officially) started the "Couch to 5K" program today (henceforth known as C25K in the blog). It was good, I breezed through day 1 of the program and was really impressed with myself, until the workout was over and I realized I was 2 miles from my house and needed to get back....so instead of just doing the C25K, I tacked on an extra 2 miles of walking for good measure....or because I always forget the part of running outside where I am supposed to get home. All in all it was a great afternoon run/walk in the sun. I didn't hate it...so I guess that is already better than when I usually work out. I have the alarm set for my run tomorrow, for which my reward is strawberry picking! I used to reward myself with a chocolate french fry shake, but I suppose picking fruit is just as good. I've discovered how much I LOVE picking stuff! I mean fruits and vegetables. Casa de Leddy has a garden that is in full production. We are currently eating fresh kale, radishes, and lettuce from the garden, along with tons of herbs (mojitos every night YA'LL). Our broccoli plants are starting to make BROCCOLI! I am addicting to our garden. I like to sit in my lawn chair next to it and just chill with the plants...that's normal and not sad/bizarre behavior right?
After having such goodies, I simply must put a pic of our all local(ish) dinner tonight...YUM:
Recap of the last few months: For my Birthday, I decided to put together a "Relay For Life" team, and walk to support the American Cancer Society. With the help of Matt's amazing family, we successfully completed the Relay! They called it early after a massive thunderstorm hit the relay around 5:00am, but Team Leddy never stopped walking until the Organizers officially called it quits. It was a rewarding and uplifting experience, and I loved every minute of it! I literally could not walk the next day without pushing a chair from the kitchen table around in front of me like a walker. I was covered in icy hot, ice packs, and pushing a walker...welcome to your future Matt! Even with the pain, sopping wet walking, and not sleeping a wink, It. Was. Awesome...
Last weekend, Matt and I were able to escape for a few days to Provincetown, MA (the tip of Cape Cod), and just enjoy the incredible weather and some ice cream cones. Although I did have a few meetings for a theater festival I work on up there, we were able to squeeze in some happy married time. Which included Matt showing off his ability to catch crabs!
Today: I (officially) started the "Couch to 5K" program today (henceforth known as C25K in the blog). It was good, I breezed through day 1 of the program and was really impressed with myself, until the workout was over and I realized I was 2 miles from my house and needed to get back....so instead of just doing the C25K, I tacked on an extra 2 miles of walking for good measure....or because I always forget the part of running outside where I am supposed to get home. All in all it was a great afternoon run/walk in the sun. I didn't hate it...so I guess that is already better than when I usually work out. I have the alarm set for my run tomorrow, for which my reward is strawberry picking! I used to reward myself with a chocolate french fry shake, but I suppose picking fruit is just as good. I've discovered how much I LOVE picking stuff! I mean fruits and vegetables. Casa de Leddy has a garden that is in full production. We are currently eating fresh kale, radishes, and lettuce from the garden, along with tons of herbs (mojitos every night YA'LL). Our broccoli plants are starting to make BROCCOLI! I am addicting to our garden. I like to sit in my lawn chair next to it and just chill with the plants...that's normal and not sad/bizarre behavior right?
After having such goodies, I simply must put a pic of our all local(ish) dinner tonight...YUM:
Greenhouse grown heirloom tomatos from a local farm, lettuce from our garden, rosemary boule bread from Seven Stars bakery in Providence, Vermont Bacon, and Matt's homemade garlic aioli = the most incredible BLT in the history of BLT's. We ate them on the porch, listening to Mumford & Sons, phone-less. It was perfect.
On the agenda tomorrow: C25K training Day 2, Picking Stuff, and making Kale and Avocado Salad. Pics and recipe to follow if it doesn't suck.
xoxo.
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Back in The Saddle Again
Howdy Yall,
So after that awful blog post and, admittedly not doing anything about it, THIS WEEK I started living my healthy life again. I worked out 4 days this week, for over 45 minutes per trip! It was awesome to get back into the swing although my calves and hind-quarters tend to disagree...which is why I am drinking a glass of wine and blogging tonight. Every bite of food has gone into my food journel and am down 6 pounds from my fat sad gross weigh in last blog post!
I know it is just a beginning, and I know that I am counting down the hours until cheat night (tomorrow for Super Bowl), but I also know these changes have to be something I make a part of my everyday life. I can do this. I can do every sweaty, jiggly, panting, red faced minute on that treadmill...I can learn to love bananas and non adorned oatmeal....I think?
Speaking of Super Bowl. My husband (THE CHEF) made step 2 of his 5 step chicken wings today, much to my horror. He's making fancy chicken wings. I came home from work to a delightful smell....DE-LIGHTFUL. He pulls the delightful smelling wings out of the oven and they are floating in a liquid. A goopy yellowish liquid. A DUCK FAT liquid. Step 2. Wings in FAT.
So I ask, "Honey what are the other steps?" In case you were wondering.....
Step 1: Wings in Salt for over 24 hours. Step 2: Wings in Fat. Step 3: Wings in beer batter. Step 4. WIngs in deep fryer. Step 5: Wings in homemade hot sauce (which is mostly BUTTER, did you know that!) Which of course is followed by the optional Step 6: Wings covered in Ranch.
HOLY SHIT no wonder I'm fat. But I know one thing....those wings are going to be GOOD.
Also on his menu? Homemade pimento cheese dip, pimento cheese stuffed jalepeno poppers, and pulled pork nachos (with home made chips!)...yes you can continue drooling and be incredibly envious of me stuffing my face tomorrow, considering we are Super Bowling with the entire kitchen staff of the restaurant...I've never been more excited for a pot luck dinner in my life. And then I will spend the entire week eating healthy shit like arugala and whole wheat and yogurt to counter the gluttony that will be my day tomorrow. I can't wait...I love cheat day. I mean LOVE IT.
For now, I will drink my wine, eat a salad and countdown until food...uh I mean GAME TIME!
I hope you all have a safe and happy Super Sunday, GO PATS!
So after that awful blog post and, admittedly not doing anything about it, THIS WEEK I started living my healthy life again. I worked out 4 days this week, for over 45 minutes per trip! It was awesome to get back into the swing although my calves and hind-quarters tend to disagree...which is why I am drinking a glass of wine and blogging tonight. Every bite of food has gone into my food journel and am down 6 pounds from my fat sad gross weigh in last blog post!
I know it is just a beginning, and I know that I am counting down the hours until cheat night (tomorrow for Super Bowl), but I also know these changes have to be something I make a part of my everyday life. I can do this. I can do every sweaty, jiggly, panting, red faced minute on that treadmill...I can learn to love bananas and non adorned oatmeal....I think?
Speaking of Super Bowl. My husband (THE CHEF) made step 2 of his 5 step chicken wings today, much to my horror. He's making fancy chicken wings. I came home from work to a delightful smell....DE-LIGHTFUL. He pulls the delightful smelling wings out of the oven and they are floating in a liquid. A goopy yellowish liquid. A DUCK FAT liquid. Step 2. Wings in FAT.
So I ask, "Honey what are the other steps?" In case you were wondering.....
Step 1: Wings in Salt for over 24 hours. Step 2: Wings in Fat. Step 3: Wings in beer batter. Step 4. WIngs in deep fryer. Step 5: Wings in homemade hot sauce (which is mostly BUTTER, did you know that!) Which of course is followed by the optional Step 6: Wings covered in Ranch.
HOLY SHIT no wonder I'm fat. But I know one thing....those wings are going to be GOOD.
Also on his menu? Homemade pimento cheese dip, pimento cheese stuffed jalepeno poppers, and pulled pork nachos (with home made chips!)...yes you can continue drooling and be incredibly envious of me stuffing my face tomorrow, considering we are Super Bowling with the entire kitchen staff of the restaurant...I've never been more excited for a pot luck dinner in my life. And then I will spend the entire week eating healthy shit like arugala and whole wheat and yogurt to counter the gluttony that will be my day tomorrow. I can't wait...I love cheat day. I mean LOVE IT.
For now, I will drink my wine, eat a salad and countdown until food...uh I mean GAME TIME!
I hope you all have a safe and happy Super Sunday, GO PATS!
Friday, January 6, 2012
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The amount of apprehension and anxiety about returning to the blog after the last month is incredible. Trying to figure out how to still have a voice after the wind is knocked out of you is a daunting task, one that I have been putting off and putting off. We lost an incredible member of our family in December, someone who welcomed me into the Leddy clan with open arms and a big smile. Matt's father, who came to the wedding after surgery and radiation for brain cancer...well, we miss him.
Being the newest member of an incredible family during a time that is painful and sad...it could never be described without sounding (or feeling) incredibly selfish. I tried to. Deleted it (it sounded so stupid and selfish). I'll just leave it at that.
I feel like in order to get back on track I have to admit something, out loud, to the world out there. With all this sadness and anxiety, I have eaten my discomfort and gained a ton of weight (in a month). I'm the heaviest I have ever been. I see pictures of myself and I can't believe it. I'm finally getting real about this...I'm overweight. I'm fat. No jokes. Just putting it out there. And I need to work on it.
***It has taken me several hours to write this. And even longer to work up the balls to post.
Being the newest member of an incredible family during a time that is painful and sad...it could never be described without sounding (or feeling) incredibly selfish. I tried to. Deleted it (it sounded so stupid and selfish). I'll just leave it at that.
I feel like in order to get back on track I have to admit something, out loud, to the world out there. With all this sadness and anxiety, I have eaten my discomfort and gained a ton of weight (in a month). I'm the heaviest I have ever been. I see pictures of myself and I can't believe it. I'm finally getting real about this...I'm overweight. I'm fat. No jokes. Just putting it out there. And I need to work on it.
***It has taken me several hours to write this. And even longer to work up the balls to post.
Sunday, November 13, 2011
I'm Married Ya'll!
So we had a wedding....boy did we have a wedding...
What started as a beautiful week in Carolina; 80 degree, sunny days, walking around in shorts on the beach, pig pickins and basking in the sunlight....
Friday:
Became the coldest, windiest days in recorded weather for our rehearsal and wedding day. The rehearsal was MISERABLE: most of us wrapped in quilts (including one Floridian bridesmaid shivering audibly and sitting in the heated car in between practices), my father showing up 30 minutes late (thanks daddy!), and a lovely argument about the lack of Jesus in our ceremony between our dearly beloved non denominational internet ordained friend/officiant and stressed out (highly religious?) wedding coordinator...it was, did I already say it?...miserable.
The dinner on the other hand.....omigod the dinner. Chef Clarke Merrell at Circa 81 in Morehead City knocked the socks off everyone in attendance with course after course of amazing tapas. Every plate was a favorite, but the highlights for this fat girl: steamed mussels with wine, lime and cilantro, a North Carolina cheese and charcuterie board (all LOCAL!), and two special creations: chorizo and cornbread corn dogs (YES!) and beef short ribs (which didn't make it to the table because we were all SO FULL but was wrapped up for the groomsmen to take care of later that night). It was a much needed, amazing ending to a weird day and we all left full and happy...
Saturday
7:30am
I wake up to a breezy, overcast picture outside the window and an uneasy feeling, nerves maybe?
11:00am
Matt let's me know he is going over to the wedding site to "check in" with the coordinator..."check in"=hover and make sure things are going ok.
1:30pm
All hair and makeup complete, we are congratulating ourselves on how much free time we have before the wedding! Oh, and even the sun is coming out!
1:42pm
TEXT from Matt: "Wind Disaster Here"
1:45pm
A phone call from my betrothed:
Matt: "Uh Meg?.....Uh....there's a disaster over here?"
Me: "What are we talking about dear?"
Matt: "THE TENTS ARE IN THE TREES!"
Me: "Oh?"
Matt: "We need to move the wedding...the TENTS ARE IN THE TREES!!!"
Me: "I need 5 minutes. I will call you back. I love you"
I hang up. Apparently my uneasy feeling this morning was a premonition of this very phone call. I calmly look at my mother and best friends in the world and say, "We need to move the wedding. Any ideas" Everyone looks at me like I'm insane. We go through all the alternative ideas...who has a big beach house? How many people are around on a Saturday to let us in their big beach house they don't mind 120 strangers partying in? Is this really happening? And come to the conclusion....we are moving the wedding to the Creek.
1:47pm
We launch into FULL attack, split up into teams. I'm calling vendors. Mom and Dara are on thier way to the creek to start cleaning bathrooms, enlisting family, calling invitees, bribing teenage cousins for help, mowing lawns, drinking...ect... Team Bridesmaid is making lists, signs, leaving voicemails, whatever is needed. Matt's sister Kara is putting a straw in a bottle of Pepto Bismal for me and trying to delicately break the news to the Northerners that there is a "slight change of plan".
1:50pm:
I confirm with the Groom: The Wedding is moved to Bear Creek.
2:00pm
We are in a car, me riding shotgun with Pepto in one hand, Tums in the other, in route to Venue B: a massive garage (dubbed "THE CAGE") belonging to my Aunt and Uncle built to house a boat (which was in it at this point) and a batting cage for my cousins (also in it). My brian is in overdrive designing our new wedding...
2:25pm
We arrive, I am out of the car standing in the garage, in a bathrobe, with a scarf tyed around my updo, looking at a garage trying to make it happen. Climbing on shelves, I start designing with the direction "Anthropologie windows people!", with shrieks of "Time Check!", "Mustaches on EVERY PLACE SETTING" and "When's half hour?!" I am a mad woman ripping open boxes, handing off tasks and placing props and flower arrangements right up until I am given my call to let go and get dressed...With the help of an amazing group of friends, one hell of a family, and some quick thinking we turned "The Cage" into this:
4:30pm
A parade of Bride, Hairstylist, Bridesmaids, and Photographer are marching into my parents house greeting our guests on the way to get dressed.
5:10pm
The day ended up being more than we could have ever imagined....the ceremony was chilly, but amazing, I cried trying to say my vows, Matt said something got in his eye during his, our godmothers did beautiful readings, and our dear friend John read from the Velveteen Rabbit (another tear inducing moment). Elizabeth did wonderful as officiant (even with the lack of Jesus), and it made the whole thing very special.
Importantly: THE FOOD. It was great. Sliders: pulled pork and burgers, Tacos: blackened grouper and fried shrimp with a lime slaw (AMAZING), fries, mac n cheese... I loved the food and I ATE IT. Then while toasting tables, I ate off family (Thanks Uncle Mel!) and friends plates!
More importantly: THE CUPCAKES: Were gone. Within minutes. Over 150 cupcakes. GONE. I had one. It. Was. Awesome. Larita Lees at Carolina Cakes and Confections is a buttercream genius and I love her almost as much as I love my husband. Yeah, THAT good.
Most importantly: We had the chance to have a wedding that could not have been more "us". It was built by the love and support of the people who mean the most to us, and who we are sure we mean an awful lot to. I married my best friend, and we had the most memorable, fun, incredible night of our lives... What an amazing beginning to our newest adventure. And what an amazing photograph from our Photographer: Rach Lea Photography...(we love her!)
What started as a beautiful week in Carolina; 80 degree, sunny days, walking around in shorts on the beach, pig pickins and basking in the sunlight....
Friday:
Became the coldest, windiest days in recorded weather for our rehearsal and wedding day. The rehearsal was MISERABLE: most of us wrapped in quilts (including one Floridian bridesmaid shivering audibly and sitting in the heated car in between practices), my father showing up 30 minutes late (thanks daddy!), and a lovely argument about the lack of Jesus in our ceremony between our dearly beloved non denominational internet ordained friend/officiant and stressed out (highly religious?) wedding coordinator...it was, did I already say it?...miserable.
The dinner on the other hand.....omigod the dinner. Chef Clarke Merrell at Circa 81 in Morehead City knocked the socks off everyone in attendance with course after course of amazing tapas. Every plate was a favorite, but the highlights for this fat girl: steamed mussels with wine, lime and cilantro, a North Carolina cheese and charcuterie board (all LOCAL!), and two special creations: chorizo and cornbread corn dogs (YES!) and beef short ribs (which didn't make it to the table because we were all SO FULL but was wrapped up for the groomsmen to take care of later that night). It was a much needed, amazing ending to a weird day and we all left full and happy...
Saturday
7:30am
I wake up to a breezy, overcast picture outside the window and an uneasy feeling, nerves maybe?
11:00am
Matt let's me know he is going over to the wedding site to "check in" with the coordinator..."check in"=hover and make sure things are going ok.
1:30pm
All hair and makeup complete, we are congratulating ourselves on how much free time we have before the wedding! Oh, and even the sun is coming out!
1:42pm
TEXT from Matt: "Wind Disaster Here"
1:45pm
A phone call from my betrothed:
Matt: "Uh Meg?.....Uh....there's a disaster over here?"
Me: "What are we talking about dear?"
Matt: "THE TENTS ARE IN THE TREES!"
Me: "Oh?"
Matt: "We need to move the wedding...the TENTS ARE IN THE TREES!!!"
Me: "I need 5 minutes. I will call you back. I love you"
I hang up. Apparently my uneasy feeling this morning was a premonition of this very phone call. I calmly look at my mother and best friends in the world and say, "We need to move the wedding. Any ideas" Everyone looks at me like I'm insane. We go through all the alternative ideas...who has a big beach house? How many people are around on a Saturday to let us in their big beach house they don't mind 120 strangers partying in? Is this really happening? And come to the conclusion....we are moving the wedding to the Creek.
1:47pm
We launch into FULL attack, split up into teams. I'm calling vendors. Mom and Dara are on thier way to the creek to start cleaning bathrooms, enlisting family, calling invitees, bribing teenage cousins for help, mowing lawns, drinking...ect... Team Bridesmaid is making lists, signs, leaving voicemails, whatever is needed. Matt's sister Kara is putting a straw in a bottle of Pepto Bismal for me and trying to delicately break the news to the Northerners that there is a "slight change of plan".
1:50pm:
I confirm with the Groom: The Wedding is moved to Bear Creek.
2:00pm
We are in a car, me riding shotgun with Pepto in one hand, Tums in the other, in route to Venue B: a massive garage (dubbed "THE CAGE") belonging to my Aunt and Uncle built to house a boat (which was in it at this point) and a batting cage for my cousins (also in it). My brian is in overdrive designing our new wedding...
2:25pm
We arrive, I am out of the car standing in the garage, in a bathrobe, with a scarf tyed around my updo, looking at a garage trying to make it happen. Climbing on shelves, I start designing with the direction "Anthropologie windows people!", with shrieks of "Time Check!", "Mustaches on EVERY PLACE SETTING" and "When's half hour?!" I am a mad woman ripping open boxes, handing off tasks and placing props and flower arrangements right up until I am given my call to let go and get dressed...With the help of an amazing group of friends, one hell of a family, and some quick thinking we turned "The Cage" into this:
4:30pm
A parade of Bride, Hairstylist, Bridesmaids, and Photographer are marching into my parents house greeting our guests on the way to get dressed.
5:10pm
The day ended up being more than we could have ever imagined....the ceremony was chilly, but amazing, I cried trying to say my vows, Matt said something got in his eye during his, our godmothers did beautiful readings, and our dear friend John read from the Velveteen Rabbit (another tear inducing moment). Elizabeth did wonderful as officiant (even with the lack of Jesus), and it made the whole thing very special.
Importantly: THE FOOD. It was great. Sliders: pulled pork and burgers, Tacos: blackened grouper and fried shrimp with a lime slaw (AMAZING), fries, mac n cheese... I loved the food and I ATE IT. Then while toasting tables, I ate off family (Thanks Uncle Mel!) and friends plates!
More importantly: THE CUPCAKES: Were gone. Within minutes. Over 150 cupcakes. GONE. I had one. It. Was. Awesome. Larita Lees at Carolina Cakes and Confections is a buttercream genius and I love her almost as much as I love my husband. Yeah, THAT good.
Most importantly: We had the chance to have a wedding that could not have been more "us". It was built by the love and support of the people who mean the most to us, and who we are sure we mean an awful lot to. I married my best friend, and we had the most memorable, fun, incredible night of our lives... What an amazing beginning to our newest adventure. And what an amazing photograph from our Photographer: Rach Lea Photography...(we love her!)
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Getting Closer!
Howdy All,
So with every "friendly" reminder email from theknot I am super aware of the fact that the wedding is 53 friggin days away! I can't believe it. It is so insane to me how quickly the last few months have flown by. All in all, Matt and I feel like we are in pretty good shape. My AWESOME Aunt Linda sent me a song list that was super helpful, and I am still up for suggestions. We have already received RSVP cards (thank you all the punctual people out there!) and are just feeling so blessed to have such amazing friends and families who will travel to a field in the middle of nowhere to see Matt and I's love for each other! CRAZY!
Although no matter how hard we try, we spend 85% of our day discussing wedding stuff, we decided yesterday...Labor Day...to do something fun and NONwedding related. So we went kayaking. However, we did not plan to go kayaking originally, so Matt went kayaking in khaki shorts and a polo. Anyone who has ever kayaked in the rear of a tandem kayak can understand what a HUGE mistake this was, on top of the mistake kayaking for the first time with ME. We spent the first 15 minutes spinning in circles with Matt getting soaking wet from the deluge of lake water my paddle was dumping on him with the conversation going something like this:
MATT: we suck
ME: your negative
MATT: but we suck
ME: WE'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO GO ON THE AMAZING RACE LIKE THIS!
MATT: but we going IN CIRCLES!!!! WHY ARE WE GOING IN CIRCLES!?!
ME: um were gonna hit that tree
MATT: that tree is 30 feet away..
(now 30 feet closer to the tree)
MATT: TREE!!!! PADDLE LEFTLEFTLEFTLEFT
ME: NO RIGHTRIGHTRIGHT
MATT: we suck
ME: yup...ooo look at that pretty tree....
MATT: LEFTLEFTLEFT!!!!
and SCENE.
So in the end, we were able to paddle not in circles, and actually enjoy ourselves. I loved the upper body workout! It was nice to break up the same ol gym/workout video routine. After the kayak experience we went on a soaking wet hike and just took the afternoon OFF from wedding...it was so wonderful to just get back to us and not talk about guestslists and budgets and tablecloths.
Now back to tablecloths....
Not tablecloths exactly, but to tables. We are still looking for dishes and servingware. If anyone has old china they were planning on donating to the goodwill, you can drop it off at my parents' house. We are using them to feed people. It's hard blogging, I want to tell everyone everything we are doing at the wedding, but I want it to be a surprise! So, I'll leave you with a danceparty play list...a little mix of fun, oldies but goodies, and some new stuff too. Enjoy!
So with every "friendly" reminder email from theknot I am super aware of the fact that the wedding is 53 friggin days away! I can't believe it. It is so insane to me how quickly the last few months have flown by. All in all, Matt and I feel like we are in pretty good shape. My AWESOME Aunt Linda sent me a song list that was super helpful, and I am still up for suggestions. We have already received RSVP cards (thank you all the punctual people out there!) and are just feeling so blessed to have such amazing friends and families who will travel to a field in the middle of nowhere to see Matt and I's love for each other! CRAZY!
Although no matter how hard we try, we spend 85% of our day discussing wedding stuff, we decided yesterday...Labor Day...to do something fun and NONwedding related. So we went kayaking. However, we did not plan to go kayaking originally, so Matt went kayaking in khaki shorts and a polo. Anyone who has ever kayaked in the rear of a tandem kayak can understand what a HUGE mistake this was, on top of the mistake kayaking for the first time with ME. We spent the first 15 minutes spinning in circles with Matt getting soaking wet from the deluge of lake water my paddle was dumping on him with the conversation going something like this:
MATT: we suck
ME: your negative
MATT: but we suck
ME: WE'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO GO ON THE AMAZING RACE LIKE THIS!
MATT: but we going IN CIRCLES!!!! WHY ARE WE GOING IN CIRCLES!?!
ME: um were gonna hit that tree
MATT: that tree is 30 feet away..
(now 30 feet closer to the tree)
MATT: TREE!!!! PADDLE LEFTLEFTLEFTLEFT
ME: NO RIGHTRIGHTRIGHT
MATT: we suck
ME: yup...ooo look at that pretty tree....
MATT: LEFTLEFTLEFT!!!!
and SCENE.
So in the end, we were able to paddle not in circles, and actually enjoy ourselves. I loved the upper body workout! It was nice to break up the same ol gym/workout video routine. After the kayak experience we went on a soaking wet hike and just took the afternoon OFF from wedding...it was so wonderful to just get back to us and not talk about guestslists and budgets and tablecloths.
Now back to tablecloths....
Not tablecloths exactly, but to tables. We are still looking for dishes and servingware. If anyone has old china they were planning on donating to the goodwill, you can drop it off at my parents' house. We are using them to feed people. It's hard blogging, I want to tell everyone everything we are doing at the wedding, but I want it to be a surprise! So, I'll leave you with a danceparty play list...a little mix of fun, oldies but goodies, and some new stuff too. Enjoy!
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