Thursday, July 29, 2010

Changes in Attitudes, Changes in Latitudes

"I'm flexible so long as you don't change anything."*

Yeah... I'm not always the most graceful when it comes to changes. I want to be. I love the idea - always gearing up for the next adventure and seeing where it might take you. Except that change often scares me, even when I know it's ultimately a good thing. Which is where I am now.

See, we're moving in a month. And I'm really excited about this move. I'm moving to the city that I've been trying to get back to for nearly 10 years. We'll be closer to family and friends and where I grew up. B is going to do a lot for his career in the next year. I will have a great opportunity to figure out what it is I want to do with my career. We'll be much closer to everything for wedding planning purposes.

But I'm also scared. I don't know where we're going to live yet. I don't know where I'm going to work yet. I detest packing and moving and the disorganization that follows. Let alone all the costs that come along with that. Basically, I have no idea what's going to happen in the next year and that scares me.

For pretty much all of my life, I've had a plan. Things might have changed in terms of timing and where I went to school, but ultimately I've pretty much gone according to plan, which has really boiled down to: do well in school, go to more school and do well, rinse and repeat. Now I'm onto the build-my-career phase. And I'm not entirely certain how I want to do that. Last year things changed drastically on me, but after a couple of weeks scrambling I was able to figure something else out. I had to change directions a bit though, and found out that career wise, it wasn't exactly the direction I wanted to go.
So, now it's time for another change.

Not to get all mushy, but I have to say that I'm really glad I don't have to face this alone. In fact, I probably wouldn't be brave enough to make this jump right now if it weren't for B. And I know I wouldn't be as organized (god, our current apartment would never have gotten unpacked had it not been for B!). So while it's scary to leap, it's not quite as hard to do it knowing someone else is leaping right next to you. And that you've got a cute puppy who's keeping the couch warm for you when you come home at night.

*My wonderful mother has said this often. Apparently I am more like her than I know.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

My Dress!

After trying on the amazing mermaid shaped dress there was one other dress that the consultant had pulled. Or maybe my friend grabbed it. I don't remember. What I do remember is that it was strapless and I was pretty sure I didn't want a strapless dress. But, given how well the mermaid dress had gone over, I had to try it.

And when I walked out, I looked at myself in the mirror and was amazed at how much I liked it. And unlike the mermaid dress, I felt like me in this dress. This dress that was chiffon and strapless and so unlike what I thought I would end up in. This dress was 3517 from the Justin Alexander Sincerity line. I loved the way the rouching pulled in my waist. I loved the ivory color that would go beautifully with my mom's veil. I loved the way it moved when I walked. But, it was still a strapless gown. And I wasn't convinced.

My mom came down a few weeks later to see the dress and I could tell that she liked it too. But, I couldn't pull the trigger. I needed to see some more. And I'm so glad that I did.

A few weeks after that I was back up in Seattle for the weekend and I went to Cicada Bridal with my mom and two of my bridesmaids (one of whom had been with me to try on dresses in Portland). Now, can I just say that I love this store? Anytime I'm on First Avenue I love to walk by their store front and stare at the gorgeous dresses that are in the window. I've never actually been in the store before because I was always afraid of the price. But I love their gowns. Love, love, love them. The style of so many of them is so perfectly me - beautiful, elegant and classic. Exactly what I'd been looking for the whole time.

We went inside and there had been one particular dress that I had seen on the website. We grabbed it along with a couple of others and off I went to change. I tried on the first two, and they were pretty but ultimately felt very, well, meh. And then I put my dress on. I walked out, and we all knew that it was the one. It was exactly what I had pictured when I saw myself on my wedding day without ever being able to articulate it. It had straps, a v-neck, it was made of silk, it was perfect. One interesting part of it is that it has no train. I never wanted a huge train, but I always figured I'd have at least a little something back there. But this dress is so perfect for me, the lack of a train was never an issue. Plus the sash that ties at the waist is long enough and gives some more detail to the back of the dress. And now I don't have to worry about how I'll do the bustle. Plus, given our woodsy location, it's probably best I don't have white material trailing behind me...

I'm so excited to wear this dress, but since Mr. EB reads my blog I don't really want to share a picture of it until the big day (sorry!). Just know that it's fantastic and I love it!

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

So What Am I Going to Wear?

I have to admit, I was kind of dreading shopping for a dress. To be honest, I'm not really happy with the way that I look right now (though I am finally doing something to change that), and I was afraid that every store I walked into would only have size 8 sample gowns and I would look like a moron who couldn't get them over my hips. Luckily, that was not the case at all. At least not at most of the places that I went to. (However, apparently I managed to go to the three stores that are super picky about photos, so I have no pictures of me trying on dresses. Except for some randomly snapped iphone pictures that my best friend took which I don't have and which I'm telling her to delete!).

The first place I went was a tiny little place up in Seattle. And frankly, it wasn't that great. It was small, I wasn't super impressed with the selection of dresses, and the consultant who was helping me spent more time paying attention to her daughter than to me (though I think my best friend and bridesmaid extraordinaire had fun playing with the little girl while they were waiting for me to try on dresses. Which is hard when you're by yourself and the consultant forgets to come in and help you). But, my mom got to be there for the first "trying on of the dress" experience, so I'm really glad for that. But needless to say, we did not find my dress at that store.

The second place I went was a bridal shop in Portland. And it was so much better! They were fantastic. It was a bit more crowded than I had expected, but my best friend and I just started looking through some of the dresses, talked with the consultant, pulled a few, and started trying them on. There was one Casablanca dress that I had loved and had totally been stalking on the internet (the Casablanca 1831). I was so sure that this was going to be my dress.

It had straps, there was some rouching around the waist, there was minimal beading, and no lace. But after I tried it on, it just didn't look as good on me as I thought it would. And especially when I compared it to some of the other dresses I tried on that day, it was pretty clear that this wasn't my dress. Sad!

I tried a few others on, and of course I don't remember the name or style of them, but I do remember that there was a mermaid dress with one shoulder strap. And this, ladies, is where I get on my soap box. During the appointment, I was really trying to be open minded about dresses. I didn't really have a particular dress in mind (except that I was pretty sure I wanted something with straps and fairly simple and probably an A-line - heh, maybe I did have an idea for what I wanted). But I kept telling myself to be open to whatever the consultant picked and just. try. it. on.

But when she walked back with this dress that was a mermaid shape, one shoulder strap, lots of bling at the shoulder, tiered layers on the dress, I just shook my head. Really? You want me to try that? Uh, hell no! But, my wonderful friend told me to just shut up and put it on. And I did. And I was amazed at how much I liked it. I thought I even looked damned good in the dress! Ultimately, however, I decided that it wasn't the dress for me because it was SO unlike me. And while I want to look fantastic on our wedding day, I also want to look like me. I don't want to feel like a stand in for myself.

I don't think this was the exact dress that I tried on, but it was pretty similar to this one.

After the one shoulder dress, I tried on a couple others and by the end of the trip, I thought I had found the one. It wasn't what I had expected to like, but I ended up feeling so pretty in it! But was it really my dress?

Monday, July 26, 2010

Our Island Wedding Venue - part 2

Oh - I found some more pictures as I was trolling flickr and the interwebs, so I wanted to share a little bit more about our fantastic venue. These pictures were all found at Mithun's website, here. Mithun designed the site and buildings of IslandWood, and if you want to learn more about the design process and why they made certain choices, I highly recommend checking out their website.

This is the amphitheater where we'll spend Friday night gathered around the fire, talking, telling stories and roasting s'mores. It's open to the air on the sides but is covered so that we can still have s'mores even if it's pouring.

The dining hall is where dinner will be after the wedding ceremony, but it's also where we'll eat the rest of our meals. Since we have the site for the whole weekend, that means that we'll have the welcome dinner on Friday night in here as people trickle in from the airport, as well as breakfast and lunch on Saturday. 

What's even better is that all of their tables are rectangles - exactly what I wanted for our reception. Sure I would have taken round tables if that had been what they had, but luckily this worked out perfectly.

And finally, some other pictures of places around the site:

The picture on the top shows one of the collection cisterns which collects water from the gutters. The photo on the bottom shows the Living Machine (to the right) which is where the waste water ends up and eventually is recycled for toilet water and landscape irrigation. The other building in the picture is one of the classroom buildings.

This is the tree house that I really hope our guests will be able to explore while we're there. In addition to the tree house, there's a suspension bridge over a ravine, a look out tower, and lots of hiking paths through the woods (the buildings only take up 6 of the 255 acres that encompass IslandWood, so lots of area left to explore!)

Sunday, July 25, 2010

Our Island Wedding Venue

I've mentioned before that our venue is a pretty special place. One of the biggest things that appealed to me about IslandWood is the fact that they have four lodges on the property so most of our family and friends who can come for the weekend can all stay in the same place. That means we'll eat all of our meals together, we can go hiking around the woods together, we can run from lodge to lodge darting through the raindrops together...

This is one of the lodges at IslandWood. All of the buildings have solar panels on the roofs in order to generate some of their own power. IslandWood also grows a lot of the food that they use, and they strive to only use local and sustainable ingredients in all of their meals.

Friday night we'll welcome everyone with a dinner in which they get to help make the appetizers (another part of the experience at IslandWood is that they include three educational activities during the weekend - this is an educational facility after all! But for us that will mean an art project of some sort, getting to go out and play in the woods, climb the tower, etc).

*All photos by my father unless otherwise noted.

This is the tower - I haven't been there yet and I can't wait to climb it and see the view from the top!

I'm really excited about Friday night though - after dinner we'll all gather at the Friendship Circle, which is a fully covered amphitheater where we can have a bonfire and roast s'mores! The fully covered part is the most important, as it'll probably definitely be raining and I love the idea of everyone gathered together around a fire, seeing old friends and enjoying our last night with everyone we love before the wedding. People will be able to stay by the fire as long as they want, and then we can continue the party in one of the lodges or head off to bed.

We've got all kinds of things planned for Saturday already (you know, besides the actual wedding part), but I'll talk more about that later. I'm just so excited to show this little piece of the Island to my family and friends who haven't been able to visit our little corner of the Northwest yet. And I'm so excited that we can use our wedding as a way to give back to an organization that educates both kids and adults on sustainable living and design.

Friday, July 23, 2010

What's In a Name?

I got asked the question today. You know the question. It's the question that every engaged woman gets asked, usually more than once. And I've found that no matter what the answer is, whoever's doing the asking always has to comment on the answer. The question, of course, is: are you changing your name?

First, I have to say that I love that this is a question that is now asked, rather than an assumption that is made. At least in my circle of friends and family, no one is assuming that I'm changing my name. But, whatever the answer is, the questioner still comments. Oh, you're changing your name? Doesn't that mean you'll lose your identity? Or, huh, you aren't going to change your name? Doesn't that mean you won't really be a family? Now, I haven't actually gotten either of those responses directly, but that seems to be the gist of the two types of responses.

When I was growing up, it was never a question for me - of course I'd take my future husband's name. I mean, why wouldn't I? My mom took my dad's name. All of my aunts took their husband's name. I believe all of my cousins (or their wives) have taken their husband's name. It didn't really dawn on me when I was little that I had a choice in the matter. So much so that I remember looking at my mom's degrees (bachelor's and master's) and not even realizing until I was graduating from college myself, that both of her degrees had her married name on them. Both of my degrees will have my current last name on them because I received both of them before I got married. Whereas my mom received hers after she and my dad got married. The point of this is that even though I knew she wasn't born with my dad's last name, it never seemed odd to me to see it on her degrees until I got to that point myself.

And that's when I started thinking about it more. I've lived for 29 years with this name. I like my name. I like my initials. I like that my name is the same as my paternal grandmother's (well, the middle name is different, but it's the same first and last name and the same three initials. So you know, close enough. So close that I was beside myself with glee when I realized at age 5 that I could sign my grandmother's credit card receipts). And now that I've been working for several years, I've begun to make a career with my name. Plus I already have issues with my first name (my legal first name is not what I go by socially - I blame my mother, but since I like both of the names and would never dream of legally changing my first name, it's not like that's ever going to change), and the idea of having potential confusion about both my first and last names isn't super appealing to me.

But. I always thought I would take my husband's name. And that's an odd thing suddenly to be reconsidering as I get closer to the day when I have to decide. Mr. EB and I have talked about it, and while he would prefer I take his name, he completely respects that it's my decision and he's fine with whatever I end up choosing.

But do you want to hear the secret real reason I'm stuck on this? The honest to goodness, when I really let myself go there reason for why I'm not necessarily jumping with joy to change my name? The first letter of Mr. Eggs Bene's last name starts with A. The first letter of my last name starts with a W. I have always been an end of the alphabet person. Always. Generally not the last person, but pretty close. And it weirds me out to no end that I will be at the front of the alphabet for the rest of my life. As Mr. Eggs Bene says, what's the big deal? He's been there his whole life and he's turned out fine! Plus, now that I'm not in elementary school (or law school for that matter), when the hell does anyone ever order people by last names anyway? I have no idea. BUT they could! And I would have to go first! Evidently I have a weird phobia about potentially being first that didn't manifest itself until realizing I would be stuck there forever.

Anyway. Yeah. I completely realize that it's a dumb thing to have a hang up about. And no, I won't let that be the ultimate reason for whatever I decide. But yes, that really is my deep down secret reason for why I'm still questioning whether I'm going to change my name.

Thursday, July 22, 2010

So Many Books, So Little Time

I came across the idea of the Unread Library from Marissa of Parenthetical Me when she included it on her list of 31 in 31. And it's exactly the term for what I've been meaning to do for years.

See, I am a book lover. I alluded to that earlier when I talked about how excited I am that my dad is letting me use his old Kindle. Well, it's certainly opened up my library having access to all of the books that he's downloaded! And that's nothing compared to the number of physical books that are in my parents house. I grew up loving books and I have certainly continued to feed that love with my trips to
Powells (I love that store. I sometimes wish I could move into that store). However. My love of books means that I also currently possess a good many books that I have not read yet. I buy a stack of books with the best intentions of reading all of them, but then life gets in the way and I want to read something else, or I want to read something comforting and familiar, or I just don't feel like reading. So, new goal is to gather up all of the books that I currently own and have not read. As we will be moving again in a couple of months, this is the perfect time to create a list of all of those books that I haven't read. So that I can stop hanging my head in shame when someone looks at my shelves, asks me about a certain book, and my answer is to say that I haven't read it yet. Plus, there are just so many books out there that I really should have read already! The main ones I'm thinking of are Jared Diamond's Guns, Germs and Steel and Collapse.

Once I figure out the list I plan on posting it here and crossing them off as I get through them. It certainly won't be quick and I don't think I can commit to not buying any more books until I finish the list, but once I have something staring at me I think it will be much easier to grab a book off that list then to pick something I've already read.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010


My dog is ridiculous. B sent this to me yesterday afternoon after Cody had apparently made himself comfortable in our bed.

Really dog? Lying on the bed wasn't good enough, you had to go and pull the covers down to make yourself more comfortable? What a punk!

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

I Can't Move

I've been complaining for awhile about how I don't particularly like the way I look right now. Maybe not here on my blog, but to friends and family, and certainly to myself, I've been complaining a lot. See, I've never been super skinny, but at least in high school and at some points in college and the years since, I've at least felt like I was athletic and in shape. And right now I don't feel anywhere close to that. I think I'm at my heaviest that I've ever been in my life (I don't know for sure since for a lot of my life I have kept scales far, far away from me), but based on the way my clothes are fitting, things aren't good. And I absolutely, 100% refuse to buy clothes that are any bigger than the size I'm wearing now. And no, I'm not going to tell you what that size is. And I also realize that that goes against What Not to Wear and all those shows that tell you to fit your clothes for the body you are, blah blah blah. I have an absolute mental block about this size and that's that. Especially with the wedding coming up, I really want to feel better about myself and not look back at this time being unhappy with how I looked.

Now. The problem in all of this is that I haven't done anything about the fact that I am not currently happy about the way I look except to complain. And that doesn't burn many calories.

BUT! I've finally decided to do something about it. Mainly because Marie decided she was going to start going to classes at the Bar Method and I thought that sounded like something I could do. Also, I like to follow what Marie does. It's fun! And she picks out super cute shoes for me to wear (yes, she will be picking out my wedding shoes!).

Um, holy crap am I sore. Monday night was only my second day. My first was on Saturday. And I was very sore on Sunday (but totally had to suck it up since a bunch of my friends did the Seattle-to-Portland bike ride and I had absolutely no basis to complain in front of them). Last night I got home and laid down on the couch and didn't move for awhile. I really like it so far (despite the soreness factor). I have a hard time running and when that is my workout I'm never motivated to do it. So I end up skipping more often than not. With taking classes though, since I've paid for a class, I'm way more likely to show up.

I'm really excited about finally doing something about this. Now I just have to get stronger so I'm not so freaking sore all the time!

Monday, July 19, 2010

It's Always Sunny

One of my favorite things about following so many creative people are the links they post to things that I wouldn't necessarily find on my own. Today while reading Brooke's post at Claremont Road, I couldn't help but re-post the wedding she linked to.

I love the show It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia. I don't remember if my brother or B first introduced me to the show, but I've seen every episode and am only a little bit sad that we no longer have cable and Hulu might start charging for new episodes ('course I'm also a bit bummed to be missing the new season of Mad Men that's starting now, but that's another story...).

One of the things that makes me smile about the show is that Mac and Dee and Charlie and the waitress are both married couples in real life. Love that they've been able to take this quirky show into something so big and get to do it together. And Dennis (Glenn Howerton) recently got married and their wedding was featured on Green Wedding Shoes. Love so many details about this wedding, but I think the photo booth was the best idea given that the whole cast was there!

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Life Never Stands Still

I'm having a pretty tough week, so posting will be light. Hopefully some things will get resolved this week and sorted out in a way that I can start thinking about blog posts again soon.

Until then, I leave you with a ridiculous picture of Cody:

Monday, July 12, 2010

Ok, So No Bagpipes

Yeah, so we aren't really going to have bagpipes at the wedding. Though I still think that would be a little entertaining. But B threatened not to show up if there were bagpipes, so um, that kind of rules them out.

We haven't decided exactly what we're going to do for music for our reception yet. We have a lot of ideas, but the main decision comes down to whether we want to have a band or whether we'll have an ipod reception (well, really some sort of computer set up, but you know what I mean). But that sounds like an easier choice than we actually have - that makes it seem like we're just weighing the pros and cons of each and we'll go with whatever makes most sense by whatever criteria we choose to follow. The reason it's more complicated is because the band we want is actually my friend's band. And we aren't certain whether or not they'll be able to play that weekend (or even be there that weekend - I'm going to be super bummed if they can't come, whether or not they can play). So the choice for us becomes a bit tougher. I love the idea of having a live band play, and having someone who could more or less act as MC. We wouldn't want them to do a lot, but there are certain times when it would be nice to have the person with the microphone be in charge of what's going to happen next.

But, I don't really want to go searching around for other bands and have strangers play at our wedding. Does that make sense? Probably not. But I don't feel like researching different bands and seeing how much it will cost to have them come over to our out-of-the-way reception, and how long they can stay. I think that if we can't have our first option we'll probably end up with an ipod. Which I'm completely fine with. I think B is a little bit more concerned about how that would work, but I've been to several weddings with a computer DJ and I thought they worked out great. Seems like the key is just making sure guests don't mess with the playlist!

Unfortunately we aren't going to know for a while whether or not the band we want will be available. That's the other reason I don't want to count on getting another band - by the time we figure out if our first choice is available, any other choices we might make could potentially be booked already. But as I said, I like the idea of an ipod wedding and getting to dance to all my favorite songs with all my favorite people (am I the only weird one who really likes hearing songs the way they were recorded? Yes, I love live music, but I also love knowing exactly how a song is going to hear).

Living on a Prayer anyone?

Friday, July 9, 2010


There's a bagpiper playing outside our window. Actually he appears to be playing in the parking lot of the fire station down the street. I can recognize several bits and pieces as parts of songs I know, but then he goes into something else that I don't recognize.

B just said we can't have bagpipes at our wedding. That's crap! I want bagpipes! Actually, no I don't, but wouldn't that be just a tiny bit entertaining?

A House to Call Our Own

I have been living in apartments for most of my life since moving out of my parents' house, with the exception of the house that I shared with my sister for three years during grad school. Renting apartments has been the economical (and well, only) option for me during all of this time, as I haven't lived in any one spot longer than the four years that I spent in college. However, it's also meant that I feel like I've been moving all the freaking time. I hate to move. Have I mentioned that? Actually, that's not true. I like moving, in the sense that I do actually like finding a new place to live and seeing all the new possibilities of my life that will be there (B might dispute this sentence, but really I do like it. I just don't always show that very well...).

But the actual act of moving? And packing? And unpacking? Yeah, that can suck it.

We moved into our current apartment a few months ago, and as with the last time we moved, B did most of the packing work since a) I was working during the day, b) I hate it, and c) after watching him pack, I discovered I'm not actually all that good at it (I tend to throw stuff into boxes willy nilly - he had us create a spreadsheet so that we could keep track of every single box and what was in it).

I can't wait until we can afford a house though. This year has been tough on both of us because certain financial assumptions that we had made about where we'd be have not panned out (freaking economy!). And while neither of us were expecting that we would be able to afford a house this year, we both thought that the "someday" of a house would be closer than it is looking now. And as more and more of my friends buy houses and start putting permanent roots down, it makes me kind of sad that we aren't there yet. I know we'll get there, and I know that in our current situation we aren't ready for the permanence of a home, but that doesn't stop me wanting one.

And decorating spaces in my head.

And reading more design blogs than wedding blogs on some days.

Ah well. A girl can dream. Someday...

Thursday, July 8, 2010

It's Getting Hot In Here

It's hot. Yes, I realize that just a few weeks ago I was commenting (uh, complaining) about the weather because it wouldn't get above 60 degrees and it was raining all the time. But now it is 95-100 degrees. And while the sun is beautiful, the NW is just not set up for this type of heat. No one has air conditioning in their homes (well practically no one, but let's face it, I want their whole house, not just the air conditioning!), so we just pull down the shades and swelter.

But that's also the point. Instead of warming up nicely all during spring which most of the country does, out here the weather gods decided to take us from rainy and 60 to freaking hot and 100 in approximately 3 days. And it's supposed to stay that way through the weekend. Which means B and I aren't sleeping well, and the poor guy with the fur coat keeps wandering around trying to find the coolest place in the apartment. So he keeps bouncing between our bed in the bedroom, in front of the fan by the balcony and out on the balcony whenever there's a breeze. Poor little hot dog.

(Photo by B)

And looking at the weather, we're in for this type of heat until next week. At least it's sunny out finally!

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

How Smart is Your Dog?

I've posted links to Hyperbole and a Half before, but I couldn't resist sharing this one as well. How would your dog do on a doggie IQ test? Cody has his moments, but at least he eventually will get out from under the blanket when I throw it on him!


This illustration cracks me up because it's how Cody sits whenever we pick up his leash or say the word "walk." I can be a good dog! I can, I can, I can!

If you aren't already reading her blog, you should be. Hi-lar-ious.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Happy Fourth of July!

I really wanted to make this cake this for this weekend:


How freaking cool looking is that?? Yeah, I love it too. However, some wonderful friends of ours got married on the other side of the state yesterday, and so by the time we got home today I was tired and there was no time to make anything. Ah well. It's now saved in the archives for next year... Happy Fourth of July everyone!!

Friday, July 2, 2010

In Defense of Moms

Does anyone else think that our generation of moms may have gotten the shaft when it comes to weddings? Don't get me wrong, overall, my mom has been fantastic during this whole process (only one set of tears on my part so far and that was due to not being able to communicate. We're working on that!), but there's something that I didn't realize about my mom and weddings. She never really got to plan her wedding.

I had no idea about this until I was talking to her one day and she mentioned how once she and my dad decided to get married, her mom pretty much took over. Booked the church, booked the country club, invited all the guests. My mom wore the same dress that her sisters had worn, the same mantilla veil that had been passed down in her family (that I get to wear too!). I think she picked out her bridesmaids and what they were going to wear, so she probably also had some input on color scheme... but overall, she didn't really get to plan her wedding. So how's that fair - she didn't get to plan hers because her mom did, and now that I'm getting married she doesn't get to plan mine because I am? Lame!

Of course this doesn't mean that I'm going to just turn all planning over to my mom (ha - she'd probably hate me for that given how busy she is with everything in her life), but it does mean that I'm trying to be much more sensitive about her point of view on things. And including her wherever possible. And, if there's something that's important to her and I don't have a strong opinion? Yeah, I want her to have her way. I'm glad that I realized this before the wedding and that it gives me a chance to make sure to talk to my mom about as many things as possible (which let's face it, I do anyway, but now I make sure to listen to what she says!).

Anyone else come to this realization about their mom? Did it affect how you ended up planning your wedding at all?
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