Sunday, December 20, 2009


We're on our way to Maui!!  So I'll leave you with a few photos at the reception...

My sister/maid of honor and her fiance


um... I'm a wee bit excited, can you tell?

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Wow. I'm Married and Back at Work

We've got a week before we leave for Maui, a week I'm at work and Coach is giving finals.  So before I do recaps (not that anyone is reading), I wanted to list where I got everything for the wedding.


Amanda from Design Whimsy made our boutonniers, corsages, my broach, Caitlin's broach, and my hair pin.

Custom Blooming Branch Bowl from Palomena's Nest

Siblings Custom Silhouette Print (to Caitlin as a gift) from Le Papier Studio

Hearts and Hands Custom Print from le Papier Studio

Smitten Sticks from Le Papier Studio

Smile Handprinted Letterpress Poster from Roll and Tumble Press

Coach's Hand Made Cuff-Links (his surprise pre-wedding gift) from Katie Poterala (she was WONDERFUL, and even knew what the Fibonacci Sequence was. fantastic)


Frames for all my weird shaped things, from The Rusty Roof on Amazon (so cheap, even with shipping and the frames were beautiful and came with glass, backings, and hangers. a steal).

Wedding and Engagement Photos by James Lo Piccolo

Invitations from Invitation Avenue

Dress & Maid of Honor Dress from Alfred Angelo

Tattoo Removal (no joke, they were awesome ladies and very reasonable and with no scars, no nada!) at Derma Clinic of Texas

Mr. & Mrs.

So I feel like I'm already forgetting things. I'm married though, and that keeps surprising the poop out of me.  I look down and see my extra band, look at Coach's hand and see his shining ring on his handsom hands, or I just see how happy he is, and feel how relaxed I am. Overall, being married is badass. I am so calm and even, I don't even remember what it was like before I was constantly doing wedding crafts and multiple DIY projects. We have our study back, my sanity has returned, and we're enjoying each other. No, I didn't mean that in a dirty way.... but I can't really deny that either. :) teehheeeee

I'm not going to say everything wasn't crazy. I don't think I sat still from the time I got off work last Wednesday until probably Sunday morning after all our guests had flown out, bags were unpacked at home, and the puppies were once again cuddled on my lap. Oh the puppies... you are my sanity keepers (ironic since they're the most insane creatures ever, but maybe that's why I love them. they make me seem normal). 

There was a lot of family drama leading up to thursday and I cried. A.L.O.T. and I was pissed too. But once I finally arrived (very late) to the rehearsal, I huged Coach and he did what he does best -- he calmed me down by just holding on too tight, cracking a (stupid) joke, and holding my hand -- reminding me that I'm really only here for HIM. That the whole pile of shit was just for him, to marry him. It's harder to remember that than I thought. really hard, which it shouldn't be but it was.

Thursday Kristine picked up all my reception stuff and took care of everything, it was awesome. And I let her do all of it. Then my sister came over and we went to get our hair done, mom met us there, we went and found her a black scarf to wear, and got our nails done. We were (of course) later than usual, ran into traffic to the church, but got there just around the time everyone was there. And between that time and walking down the isle everything is a blur. Photographer taking photos of my dress, giving people stuff to put around church, watching mom cry at Coach's card and gift, getting strapped into my dress by 2 of my best friends, taking photos in the small chapel, then all of a sudden--it was here.

It was surreal. We were taking photos (Mom, Caitlin, and I) then one of the church ladies came in and said they were ready for us. I am thinking "ok 5 minutes, oh sh*t". Then we walk around the corner where they said Thursday we'd wait, and we didn't wait. when she said they were ready, I remember hearing (vaguely over my racing heart) the music I had so carefully picked out, and walking towards the door and seeing the boys holding it open. It hit me: I'm walking NOW. And I have to turn around to find my mom and we hold hands and walk. I could NOT believe it. I almost lost it when I saw my cousins bawling, and then I saw Coach and it took everything in me to not make out with him right then. He looked like.... my life. :)

then we went through the whole service, surveyed the audience for our friends and family, I stuck my tongue out at my sister (heheee), we said our vows, put our rings on, had communion, and were announced. I don't know how long it was, but I couldn't belive it was happening. I kept looking at Jon and all I could do was smile. He dipped me and I floated back down the isle with my stunning husband beside me for all of eternity.

And the reception was just as awesome...

and I still can't breathe when I think of him, still want to pinch myself when he calls me his wife, and still want to marry him every day of my life. I'm so in love. And I thought I loved you then...

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Wedding Gift to the Hubs

Here is what I had custom made over at Etsy by Katie Poterala!!

They're the Fibonnaci Spiral. :) Very geeky, very mathy, very Coach.

And not to mention awesomely beautiful, handmade, and inexpensive!! yay Katie! She was a pleasure to work with!

Friday, December 11, 2009

We're Married

We're Married. I've scheduled this to post right as we say our vows, so no thats not a photo of us. Hello it's December. I'm sure I'll be back monday to tell you all about it. We don't leave for our honeymoon until the 20th (Coach's little brats have finals, jerks).

Mrs. Coach

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Wedding Blogs

I just removed a few of the wedding blogs I'd been following. One in particular because she is trying desperately to be a hardcore blogger I think, and it's really just obnoxious because before she was quirky and now she's just weird. like no I dont care about your style circle attempt, by posting your outfit for the day. *barf*. Also another few have disapeared or changed in similar ways, so I deleted them too. Ah well...

ugh. i can't even read that first one without wanting to stab my eyes with grapefruit spoons. sad because I acutally liked her originally.

2 days, my last day at work, and tonight I have my inspection on the new house. woopie!!!

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

3 days

Let me just say this, the closer you get to your wedding day you become very aware of who is worth the time you put into your relationship. I'm not speaking about Coach. I'm talking about friends, insane family, and the like. It has become abundantly clear that I'm not the one causing stress, it's all the stupidity that keeps arrising surrounding these people. That if they would just back the F off, and go "maybe we shouldn't bother her with our ridiculous drama, she's probably got a lot on her plate what with getting married this week and all her family driving/flying into town, I'll keep my petty, retarded behavior to myself." but NOOOOOOO....

Oh and I'm sorry, yes I have missed lots of phone calls. Yes, I am returning them, no I am not able to return them five seconds after you left the message. Do not immediately text me, email me, and then call again.
  • If you call me, leave a message--if you don't leave a msg don't expect a call back.
  • If you call me and leave a message, expect either
    • A. I'll call you within 2-6 hours or
    • B. I'll email you the answers to your 800 questions that I shouldn't have to deal with.
Is this rocket science? perhaps.

I've planned this entire thing without the aid of anyone except periodic input from Coach. Now is not the time for you to suggest that I should have had things organized for out of town guests the following weekend. Newsflash: I don't care, and the people involved don't either. 

for those of my awesome friends picking up centerpieces friday and taking them to the venue, picking up things after the ceremony, and loading vehicles before our departure from reception: you are awesome and I hope to not abuse you. but I also cannot do it, I've come to that realization. I also no longer give a sh*t. Here's why:
  • I just don't
  • I'm tired
  • my house finally sold monday
  • I'm signing on the new house next week
  • I have the inspection on the new house tomorrow
  • I've not taken all this week to deal with you people, I'm working Mon, Tues, Wed.
  • It's not going to be perfect no matter how hard I try, and Coach is too tired at this point to support any more panic attacks so I'm done too (wise advice)
  • I just want to be married. I don't care what else happens. I'm excited to get my hair done friday, put my dress on, and go to the church. other than that: you're S.O.L.
  • It's my party. You paying for it? no? then shut up. You helping with anything? No? The shut the F up.
  • My mom is sick, and I just want things to be easy for all of us. You are making her more stressed, me more stressed, and driving us all insane. take a flippin' chill pill. I want her to enjoy this time not worry about you and your drama.
  • I am excited to see all my friends from out of town, my family (my dad's family!! My cousins are coming! they are AWESOME!), and all our guests---you will not ruin that for me.
so there. it's 3 days out. Thursday I will be going to the vineyard to pick up and drop stuff out, getting my nails done, and then going to the rehersal and dinner. Friday I will be loading my friends car with centerpieces (she is awesome and taking care of all of that for me), relaxing, getting hair done, getting rings cleaned, picking up my party platter from Schlotzskys, and hanging out/getting ready until I leave for the church at 5:30.

R.E.L.A.X. (or so we'll see...)

Rant over. t-minus 72 hours.

Thursday, December 3, 2009


That would be Coach as a kid. :) What you can't see are his little cowboy boots.

for the past 2 days I have done what I do every workday: Get to work, workout, shower, etc. Every morning after my shower is when I officially check my email and texts, and for the past 2 mornings there have been these texts from my mother-in-law-to-be (she doesn't text, by the way. like, at all).

12/2/09: "NINE"
12/3/09: "EIGHT"

:) Looks like I'm not the only one who is excited!! :)

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Wintry Weather

As I am reading my emergency managers briefing on the current weather potential in Texas, it makes me laugh how they're considering 40deg a major problem. Oh silly Texans. THIS is a place that actually has winter..

On the plus side, it looks like it'll be a nice chilly wedding next week. Which I'm happy about. so I won't sweat under my dress, hopefully Coach will stay cool (he's a hotbox), and I get to wear my mommy's mink jacket. :) I'll look super cute. \

I love wintry weddings.... and apparently I'm not the only one!

this is adorable from Sandro Photo


Oh and after all that drama with guest lists, too many people, RSVPs with extras, my good friends not being able to come (sad face), none (practically) of Coach's friends being able to make it, 2 huge families, and all the drama.  Our guest list came in at just under..

(dum dum dadum...) 120

No. Freaking. Joke. What a huge relief. So we saved a crap ton of money, dumped a couple tables, and will be able to breathe freely. That was the worst part of the whole process.

I'm so ready for the wedding to be here. I'm SO ready to marry Coach. He makes me so friggin' happy. 10 days!!!