Also, why is it that none of the dresses marketed as "mother of the bride" dresses are ALSO maternity dresses. What a weird culture we live in. I'm starting my own company when all this is done. ;)
It's been a few months since I've caught up on your blog, and CONGRATULATIONS!! You may just make it to a round dozen yet! :-)
And CONGRATULATIONS to Annika! I wish her all the best! It's great to be married young, and when I recall me and Phil's wedding we would have been perfectly happy with raw hotdogs too. However, from our own personal wedding experience, I highly recommend boxed Mac n Cheese instead. ;-) I never did catch her fiance's name. Where did I miss it?
Thanks, Nanno. If we make it to a dozen, I'll foot it to the mountains of CO and pound down your door demanding that Phil give us that promised reward for making it past our previous "feeble attempts." :)
Annika's intended is named Timothy. And we're having soup, bread, and salad! No hot dogs in sight. (Honestly, I have only vague memories of the mac n' cheese but the fondest possible memories of that roasting pig all a'sizzle, ha! One of the best weddings ever.)
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ReplyDelete"When Cadence is Grown"
Because Cadence is basically YOU. I feel like I am in a time warp.
Yeah, I see it here. It's that manic grin!
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It's been a few months since I've caught up on your blog, and CONGRATULATIONS!! You may just make it to a round dozen yet! :-)
ReplyDeleteAnd CONGRATULATIONS to Annika! I wish her all the best! It's great to be married young, and when I recall me and Phil's wedding we would have been perfectly happy with raw hotdogs too. However, from our own personal wedding experience, I highly recommend boxed Mac n Cheese instead. ;-)
I never did catch her fiance's name. Where did I miss it?
Thanks, Nanno. If we make it to a dozen, I'll foot it to the mountains of CO and pound down your door demanding that Phil give us that promised reward for making it past our previous "feeble attempts." :)
ReplyDeleteAnnika's intended is named Timothy.
And we're having soup, bread, and salad! No hot dogs in sight.
(Honestly, I have only vague memories of the mac n' cheese but the fondest possible memories of that roasting pig all a'sizzle, ha! One of the best weddings ever.)