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Monday, April 25, 2011

Wedding Plans Part 2

Turns out Van Gogh's "Starry Night" is one of her favorite paintings of all time, so she jumped on using it as the theme for her wedding.  The color scheme works, it's classic and romantic, and it'll be tasteful enough to appeal to the majority of her wedding guests, I should think.

We're also adding a little twist; a Tim Burton twist.  While not wanting to have a spooky/Halloween/undead-themed wedding, Tia does love Jack and Sally from The Nightmare Before Christmas and always wanted them to top her cake.  I found the COOLEST custom-etch-able crystal cake topper that features the Jack and Sally silhouette on the curly hilltop that you can order with the wedding date and couple names.  BAD ASS.  Also, I suggested we work up a rendition of Starry Night crossed with the moment they grasp hands with that big golden moon behind them and then use that for the invites and decorations.

I'm thinking while the wedding party and groom walk down the aisle, the musicians (no pre-recorded music allowed at Lourdes, Jesus forfend) can play "Jack's Lament" because it speaks of longing, and anyway it's instrumental only, and then when Tia walks down the aisle, they can play the refrain from "Sally's Song".  

Anyway, I'm looking forward to throwing all this shiz together and making it work.  OMG MY BRAIN ESPLODES WITH IDEARS!!!

You can tell I mean it because of the poor spelling, capital letters, and redundant punctuation.

Friday, April 22, 2011

Dead Babies and Churros

It's hard to feel sad when you listen to "Mr. Blue Sky", even if you've had a shitty, horrible, no-good, very-bad day.  Have you have read this book?

One of my favorites as a small child, and my old copy from when I was three sits on Liv's bookshelf now.  It's one of those cute stories that's supposed to help children put things in perspective.  Like, "Hey, I know this bad thing seems big and terrible now, but it's not so bad when you have days like this" or "You know, at the end of the day, you look back and realize it wasn't so big after all" type of thing.  A lot of books along those lines for adults SUCK.  I just want to put that out there.  They're either condescending, sappy, depressing, dull, tasteless, or just completely unhelpful in any way.  Everyone once in a while you find that rare book that makes you laugh your way through the shit, or think your way out of the dark; those books are special and I find that you should actually endeavor to NOT share them with people close to you.  Personally, the things I find uplifting seem to lose their luster when I hold them out for someone else to scrutinize.  Like the blog Hyperbole and a Half.  Allie is hilarious. I love her writing and her doodles.  My mother thinks I'm weird and doesn't get them.  The only one she liked was the one about the dogs when they were moving from Montana to Oregon, and mostly only because they sort of remind her of her dog and mine.  I would like to say right now that my dog is NOT retarded or exceptionally stupid, she's just incredibly timid at times.  My dog recognizes her own name and knows how to climb stairs.  She doesn't eat her own vomit.

Moving on, now that I've grossed myself out thinking about dog vomit...

Today a baby that stopped growing and living three weeks ago was discovered in my uterus.  I wasn't surprised.  I was still sad, just not shocked in any sense of the word.  I knew it as soon as I saw it on the screen.  I've gotten fairly adept at making out things on ultrasounds by now.  Neither my mother nor I could fail to notice the weird stuff on my left ovary, either.  Then I found up feeling worse for my poor mother, who sobbed and clung to me like a child for a few minutes, and I wound up having to comfort her instead.  Kind of helped, really.  It's nice to not have to think about why you should be feeling sad.  We spent a few hours getting food, driving around in the sunshine admiring flowers, playing with the dogs, taking Liv to splash in a creek in her rain boots.  It was at this point that I had to fish her out when she fell on her bum and couldn't get back up because the dogs perceived she was in apparently mortal danger and made themselves useful by crowding over her and knocking her down more.  My 45 pound five year-old didn't really have much of a chance against my mother's 110-pound German shepherd/rottweiler mix.  Thrown in our small 50 pound lab/malinois mix, and she reeked of dog all the way home.

Still, for Liv it was a good day.  She got a waffle for breakfast, special lunch with her aunt and uncle, followed by a cookie treat, then a day out with her gram and the dogs, followed by pizza for dinner because her parents were too tired and wrung out to make real food.  Uncle Zack also gave her a stick of rock candy she's probably dreaming about eating tomorrow right now.

As I sat in bed eating churros (I don't normally recommend doing that), I wondered what I was going to do with life.  I feel like I've been on pause for a year or so now; pretty much since I graduated from college.  I wonder if Damion feels that way, too?  It's hard not to feel like you're stuck in limbo when you're not really going forward in any sense of the phrase.  Once Damion graduated, I figured we could have kid numero dos and then after that maybe I'd try to get into grad school.  Pam was pretty adamant that I should do so, and even Danny drunkenly harangued me about going once when he'd had too much gin.  I'd like to teach college creative writing, maybe work on a literary mag, something.  I'm not afraid to criticize people, I like getting people to work together, and writing is fun.  Plus every time I think about not bothering, I feel Pam beating me 'round the head and shoulders with whatever came readily to hand and shouting at me.  She liked to do that, hit me with things and then tell me I was smart.  Danny did it with words; cutting, stinging words.  When a person looks up to role models like that, it's small wonder they wind up confused and conflicted.

We're going to run a bunch of tests, see what keeps going wrong with the whole baby-making deal, go through the motions of getting ready to eventually have another kid.  If we change our minds, it's easier to switch from that to hard-core pregnancy prevention than the other way around.  Plus there's apparently cancer risks involved if I'm not monitored carefully and a bunch of other crap that I'm only halfway paying attention to, on the principle that a person can only take so much getting freaked the fuck out before they just sort of switch off and hope that trusting people who make their living from sticking sharp things into other human beings will take care of them doesn't turn out to be a bad idea.

I've really discovered an odd love for Electric Light Orchestra as I've gotten older.  I figure as long as I don't started getting really into REO Speedwagon or Styx, I should be fine.  ELO is a lot of fun to sing a long with; I'm also contemplating getting voice lessons so that I can feel justified singing all I damn please whenever I like.  My husband doesn't like my singing voice; other people seem to like it, so maybe if I can smooth out my rough areas, I will no longer feel as self-conscious about singing where other people can hear me.

Once upon a time, days like today would have put me so far down into depression that I'd thought my whole world was ending.  I have had days like today before.  Well, not with churros.  Usually churro days are good days.  I like churros.  But days with bad ultrasound results, I seem to have gotten used to.  Somehow, today I'm just taking it as just another thing I have to get over in order to keep on living.

Man, that sounds corny.  But days like today allow for a certain amount of sappy personal reaffirmation.

Even in Australia.

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Wedding Ideas, Resources

Just making some notes until Tia gets back to me on starting a separate wedding site/blog for keeping track of all this stuff.

http://offbeatbride.com/2010/03/eco-friendly-wedding-tips
http://www.sacredheart-church.org/wp-content/uploads/weddings.pdf
http://www.ourladyoflourdes.org/system/files/wedding-guidelines.pdf
http://offbeatbride.com/2009/12/blue-skull-wedding
http://offbeatbride.com/2009/06/blue-green-peacock-all-over
http://offbeatbride.com/2010/04/steampunk-wedding-dress
http://offbeatbride.com/2011/03/interactive-centerpieces
http://offbeatbride.com/2011/03/kansas-adventure-wedding
http://offbeatbride.com/2010/12/minneapolis-film-wedding

"Books as Centerpieces
Dude, I am in love with this concept, which I first read about on Kvetch, where a bride themed each table after a writer, complete with a stack of books and a little framed quote. The photo pictured here is from OBT member Eliza.
This idea is an obvious fit for academic/literary types, but could be extra funny with cheap romance novels and pulp fiction, which you can get for pennies at any second hand store. Stack 'em and wrap 'em in ribbons — suddenly trashy fiction becomes an entertaining conversation piece. Stick a wedding-branded bookmark in 'em and they're kitchy favors! Like Muglies, only readable."

Hmmmmm....what about a theme incorporating Van Gogh's "Starry Night"? Lends a bit of romance, don't you think?  It's the right colors, too.

Mostly, I think I'm going to ask a lot of questions about what they like and don't like, and whip up a theme that way.  I know a lot of Tia's interests (horror, film,sci-fi/fantasy, classic literature, 80s music, comics), but I don't know David very well. I know he loves cooking, sci-fi, and world travel/culture, and that's about it.

Questions to ask:

1. What interests/hobbies do you think most definitively highlight your personality?
2. What art style(s) do you enjoy most, or do you have a particular artists/piece you love most?
3. What kind of music do you most want played at your wedding/reception?
4. What elements/styles/themes/motifs do you absolutely NOT want to see in your wedding?
5. Identify which aspect of the wedding is most important to you: theme, fun, tradition, romance, food, or people.  Please briefly explain why.
6. What sort of images or ideas come to mind when you think about the nature of your relationship?


For example, both my husband I and love decorating with Asian prints, knick-knacks, and wall hangings.  I love tigers and cranes, and he loves Buddha figures.  We mostly just used stuff from around our house for the reception decor.  I knew I wanted the Princess Bride theme to walk down the aisle to, and a blend of his musical taste (hair metal and classic rock) and my musical taste (80s and alternative rock).  We played artists like Bon Jovi, Metallica, Van Halen, Nena, Cyndi Lauper, and the Goo Goo Dolls at our reception.  I didn't want the white dress or tuxedo nonsense at my wedding, I didn't want it to be indoors or closed off from nature, and I wanted to focus on our own ideas of romance and family.  We wanted to be non-traditional yet inoffensive; after all, our seven month-old daughter is in our wedding photos.

David and Tia haven't been together or even known each long.  Damion and I had the benefit of being good friends before we got together, so figuring out what "us" was about wasn't too hard.  I feel like David and Tia may have a harder time of it.

Wedding Planning

So so far it looks like two of my good friends are getting married next year.  While it looks like I'm probably in the wedding party for both, I don't foresee myself doing much planning for Kirstin's.  She's a real take-charge kind of gal who knows the sort of things she likes and so far still seems really enthusiastic about planning stuff.  She's the sort of bride you go along with when she does things to give added input, carry things, and keep her company.  She would resent bridesmaids who planned everything for her.  If I were to start doing more to help plan her wedding, it would only be because she asked me to for whatever reason (stress, time constraints, etc.). I wouldn't even be surprised or offended if I just wind up attending the wedding as a guest, because Kirstin has a large network of friends and she seems pretty close to many of them, and furthermore she's known most of them for much longer than she's known me.  If I am one of bridesmaids I will be honored and pleased to stand up with her as she and Mel exchange their vows.  I love those two like crazy!  They deserve mucho happiness together.

Tia, on the other hand, is quite set on having me as matron of honor, and that's pretty cool.  I've only been in two other weddings, and my role in both was...um...sort of non-traditional?  They were pagan handfastings and I was anchoring for the West in both.  Not really wedding party.  More like a functionary.  So this is new territory for me.  Sort of.  I've almost been maid of honor/bridesmaid/wedding planner for a couple weddings, but they never went anywhere because the couple wound up either not getting married or not having a ceremony, so that's okay.  In one case I at least got to be the official witness when they got officiated at City Hall, so you know, that's something.

Anyway, Tia's less decisive than Kirstin.  In the same amount of time being engaged, Kirstin's definitely gotten more done.  Now, to be fair, Kirstin's family is being less intrusive on the details of the wedding, she has more support (well, sort of), and she's older and more used to making these sort of decisions (by that I mean life-altering, difficult, kind-of-overwhelming decisions).  Also her wedding's four months earlier than Tia's, so she has less time in which to get shit done.  Kirstin by nature is simply more of a "once I've decided to make this choice, it's made" kind of person, whereas Tia, like me, often gets inundated by the possibilities and needs help wading through it all to make something cohesive.  My general advice to Tia so far has been along the lines of "Here are the things I did that worked, and here's what you don't do because when I did it it was STUPID."

My first piece of advice when they both inevitably related the troubles brides always have when dealing with family was to pick one thing they could give in on, and then stand solid on everything else.  Many people have differing opinions on the amount of input family gets on wedding planning.  Some say that the amount of input they should have should be proportional to the percentage of the bill they're willing to foot.  My problem with this approach is that if you have supportive, well-meaning family members who are willing to cover the whole damn thing but have wildly differing visions of what your wedding should be from what you and your fiancée want, then you're screwed, stuck with a wedding you'll dread before and then not remember fondly after.  The opposite of this approach is the "fuck 'em, it's MY wedding" view in which the family gets NO say, regardless of how much they contribute financially.  Let's think on this for a moment.  Why are you having a wedding if you don't want the people you care about to come celebrate your commitment to life-long love?  If you don't care about anyone else's feelings at all, then don't have a wedding.  Have it officiated at town hall or whatever and then spend whatever you manage to save up on a honeymoon far away from everyone you know.  Most people I know have families that can contribute some but not all, leaving a good portion up to the engaged couple to cover themselves.  So in the interest of familial love and well-meaning compromise, listen to the things your close dear ones (mother, father, grandma, whatever) have to say about the wedding, and then pick one thing they stress as supremely important to do their way, and stand firm on everything else you want that they don't agree with.  I'd say one thing from each fiancée's family.  It may not even be something you consider to be that big of a deal.  It may be something that IS kind of is a big deal, but the benefits of doing it their way outweigh the desire to have your own way.

In my case, my mum wanted a proper cake.  She sort of wanted other things, too, but she was big on the cake issue.  "The cake is the centerpiece of the entire reception, and a big symbol in terms of the wedding in general" she argued.  I didn't really give a toss about cake.  I was like "cake, cupcakes, flapjacks, who cares?"  But Mum really wanted that three-tiered, classic cake.  Didn't care about the decoration as long as it wasn't stupid or tacky, and she'd pay whatever stupid price as long as it was quality baked goods.  She seriously spent over $300 on that cake, and we had leftover wedding cake sitting in our fridge for like, a month.  I had people over just so I could make them eat cake.  Screw "let them eat cake"; I was going to force it down their damn throats.  I just wanted it gone.  It was good cake, don't get me wrong, but out of the 150+ people we invited, maybe 80 showed up altogether, and not all of them stayed for the reception (or ate cake).  I don't think we really even had to make concessions for my husband's family, because for the most part while they may discuss each other's business and how it affects individuals or the family as a whole, for the most part they don't really seem to be the "I have the right to tell you how to live or what decisions to make" sort of people.  I think maybe there were a few suggestions about what specific family members would want at the reception, and that may have been it.  Certainly my husband didn't relay any giant, earth-shattering demands to me, so I assumed (and still do) that they were cool with whatever we decided to do.

Tia's concession is a biggie.  Tia was raised Catholic, baptized and confirmed  in the church, and her family wants a Catholic wedding.  To compound this, apparently you have to have a Catholic wedding to continue to be considered Catholic.  Both of you don't have to be confirmed Catholic; just as long as someone who is who wants stay Catholic has a proper service, it's all good.  Some churches have their own additional restrictions, like being a regular member of that specific congregation for so long or going to marriage classes or what-have-you, but the important thing here is that it happens inside a Catholic church and all the rituals are observed, all officiated by a priest.  I didn't know any of this until a few hours ago, but I did understand that it is a big deal to her family.  David is not Catholic, or currently an active member of any specific religion.  He's willing to look into Catholicism and convert if it suits him, but Tia's not in an particular hurry to see it happen, and would be okay if he chose something else.  There have been many times where Tia herself has considered giving up the religion in which she was raised, but has yet to come to that point.  There are many things she disagrees with Church about, and many things she still loves about her childhood faith.  It seemed like the best compromise for her to give up on her dream of an outdoor wedding in order to make her family happy and keep her ties to a spiritual path she is yet unwilling to turn her back on.  If they later decide to raise their future children as Catholic, she knows it's important not to close that door now.  Tia feels like the reception, being the actual celebration part, is more ultimately more important, anyway.

We have three Catholic churches in Columbia.  One of them has been rejected already for being unpalatable setting-wise.  The second is lovely but a bit small and she doesn't know the resident clergy or congregation, so she has to check out their services and ask about their wedding restrictions.  The third is the one she attended as a child, but she dislikes two of the priests currently serving there, and isn't sure if there's anyone else.  Another option, of course, is to either check out some of the small town churches in the area or have it at the church she knows she loves back in Hannibal, which is two hours away.  She'd much rather hold it here, of course, and we're both hoping either Sacred Heart or Lady of Lourdes works out.  I'm hoping for Sacred Heart because I think it's prettier, personally.  I reallllllllllly don't want to go to Hannibal.

EDIT: Just looked up the guidelines for holding the wedding ceremony at both and this decision is going to be HARD.  Lourdes is more accessible; it has on-site parking, she's already technically a parish member, and they allow visiting pastors to officiate as long as you arrange it with the presiding clergy.  Wedding guests would likely have to park on the street or in the nearby parking garage for Sacred Heart, and if she wants to avoid the $750 fee they charge for non-parish members, then she has to be an active member of their church for six months before she can even arrange to get married there.  Even if Lourdes decides she's not an active member, their fee is only $200.  However, Lourdes' list of restrictions is huge. No flower girls because they won't allow even fake petals dropped on the floor.  They only do weddings on Saturdays at either 2pm or 7pm; anything else has to be wrangled over.  No pre-recorded music of any kind.  It goes on and on.  Oi.

So far the only things we've nailed down is it has to be Catholic, and the main color is blue.  She loves orchids, hyacinth, and hydrangea.  She's currently enamored with the idea of the girls holding fans instead of bouquets, but I'm not sure how set on that she may be.  She wants a wedding shower that's all-inclusive in regards to gender and family, but wants a girls-only bachelorette party.  She likes filigree patterns but also Asian-inspired motifs.  She's not sure on much anything at the moment.  Personally, while I feel like the Asian thing works on some levels because David spent so much time over there while in the Navy and speaks Japanese, I think most people here in America associate the cherry blossom prints and such like with a more laid-back, zen vibe.  Damion and I had that sort of motif for our wedding because we wanted a more informal, quieter, simplistic sort of wedding and reception.  The vast majority of people invited didn't drink, so there was very little partying.  There was some light dancing and a lot of people just wandering around to talk quietly with others.  Some people meandered outside to enjoy the park.  I myself wound up swinging with a few of my friends at the nearby play area for a bit.  It was a very "go with the flow, get into nature" sort of thing.  I wore green and Damion wore blue jeans.

Tia wants the reception to be party-heavy.  People drinking, dancing it up, making a real celebration of the thing.  I think the vibrant blue she picked could be complimented with touches of gold and white for a touch of classic style that's still bold enough to make great party colors.  Her favorite orchids are the creamy white ones with golden centers, and I'd love to pair them with blue hyacinth and/or hydrangea and make that the wedding palette.  I'm thinking I might pull a few ideas together and present her with a basic coordinated theme and let her decide if she likes it.  Dithering over disparate details (you like my alliteration?) and trying to make them fit together will just bog her down.  She should be worrying over big stuff like making the church thing work and how shit's going to get paid for.  All the little details I think she could wind up just approving or disapproving as they're presented to her so she doesn't have to get swamped with decision-making.  It's much easier to simply say yes or no to something than have to come up with ideas in the first place.  Kind of wishing I'd had someone to do that for me when I got married...