<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318</id><updated>2012-01-05T22:55:41.507-08:00</updated><category term='recaps'/><category term='vows'/><category term='templates'/><category term='send-off'/><category term='favors'/><category term='lighting'/><category term='DIY'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='suicide diaries'/><category term='lounge'/><category term='wedding cake'/><category term='recap'/><category term='honeymoon'/><category term='CATERING'/><category term='CONTESTS'/><category term='flower girls'/><category term='tips'/><category term='bridemaids'/><category term='OOT bags'/><category term='wedding music'/><category term='countdown'/><category term='decor'/><category term='Afloral.com'/><category term='real weddings'/><category term='goty'/><category term='programs'/><category term='damask'/><category term='engaged'/><category term='fun for kids'/><category term='engagement'/><category term='contest'/><category term='cute finds'/><category term='featured'/><category term='wedding planning'/><category term='seating'/><category term='advice'/><category term='For Sale'/><category term='sunday'/><category term='accessories'/><category term='theme'/><category term='monograms'/><category term='dream'/><category term='bachelorette party'/><category term='details'/><category term='WEIGHT LOSS'/><category term='APRIL FOOLS DAY'/><category term='jewelry'/><category term='engagement pictures'/><category term='hotels'/><category term='alcohol'/><category term='table numbers'/><category term='make-up'/><category term='newsletter'/><category term='rehearsal dress'/><category term='guestbook'/><category term='invitations'/><category term='drinks'/><category term='sick'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='Mother of the Bride'/><category term='rings'/><category term='love'/><category term='BIG NEWS'/><category term='southern comfort'/><category term='veil'/><category term='wedding accessories'/><category term='throwback'/><category term='groom of the year'/><category term='boudoir'/><category term='damask finds'/><category term='timeline'/><category term='RSVP'/><category term='BRIDAL SHOWER'/><category term='inspiration board'/><category term='thank you'/><category term='rehearsal dinner'/><category term='announcement'/><category term='gifts'/><category term='Opinion'/><category term='blog love'/><category term='ebonee monique'/><category term='save the dates'/><category term='flower girl dress'/><category term='wedding hair'/><category term='bad day'/><category term='BM gifts'/><category term='stressed'/><category term='budget bride tip'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='Sale alert'/><category term='Check'/><category term='menu'/><category term='rentals'/><category term='ceremony'/><category term='update'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='wedding dress'/><category term='children'/><category term='decorations'/><category term='freebies'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='NWR'/><category term='budget'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='photography'/><category term='fab finds'/><category term='to-do-list'/><category term='music'/><category term='Plus size'/><category term='wedding extras'/><category term='tallahassee'/><category term='award'/><category term='signage'/><category term='jobs'/><category term='food'/><category term='twitter'/><category term='married'/><category term='joke'/><category term='vote'/><category term='centerpiece'/><category term='venue'/><category term='writing'/><category term='readings'/><category term='linen'/><category term='transportation'/><title type='text'>Becoming His Mrs</title><subtitle type='html'>Planning a dream wedding on a less-than fairy-tale budget. The ins and outs of planning a wedding that everyone will love, even our wallets!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>427</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-4573040998693805838</id><published>2010-07-05T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T13:45:15.604-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog love'/><title type='text'>New Blog Look: OW!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://adreamsoiree.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img title="Love" src="http://joyblog.webs.com/soiree/soiree-badge.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Come on over and make sure you bring a friend! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.adreamsoiree.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Dream Soiree&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ciao, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-4573040998693805838?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/4573040998693805838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=4573040998693805838' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/4573040998693805838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/4573040998693805838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-blog-look-ow.html' title='New Blog Look: OW!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-1918813246458831003</id><published>2010-06-20T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T20:26:56.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow My New Blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know, I know. I still owe you guys a few recap pictures-not to mention a budget breakdown-from my wedding weekend! They're coming, I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But in the meantime, I'd like all of my readers to begin follow me on my new blog! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Click the picture below or click &lt;a href="http://adreamsoiree.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://adreamsoiree.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485061542890630786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/TB7aaYMm7oI/AAAAAAAADF0/Obr8s6vBdck/s400/ADS_CL.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So take a second out and visit {and follow me} on my new blog: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://adreamsoiree.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Dream Soiree. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's still a work in progress, but I'll be posting plenty of tips, ideas &amp;amp; wedding planning insight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAO, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-1918813246458831003?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/1918813246458831003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=1918813246458831003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/1918813246458831003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/1918813246458831003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/06/follow-my-new-blog.html' title='Follow My New Blog!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/TB7aaYMm7oI/AAAAAAAADF0/Obr8s6vBdck/s72-c/ADS_CL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-1253188637073470615</id><published>2010-06-12T19:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T19:32:51.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding planning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tallahassee'/><title type='text'>Apologies &amp; A Big Announcement! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, well...I suck at blogging in the midst of work, work &amp;amp; did I mention married life? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, I'll place the blame on Mister Mr. and his *love* for me....but the reality is, I've been so busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have you been busy with? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You ask...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, there's this little thing, which is affecting my job, called the oil spill. Yes, THAT oil spill. Let's see...I work in tourism. In Florida. In the middle of a huge crisis that can affect the very livelihood my state (and part of my household) survives on. 'Chea...we've been working haaaaaard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else has been keeping me busy? Hmmm...*clears throat*...my business. Yes. I-your favorite absentee blogger-has a business. For close to 3 years, I've been planning and coordinating private &amp;amp; corporate events as an assistant and-at times-as the leader. After having 17 months to plan my wedding, and becoming so engulfed in the wedding world, I decided to make the jump into owning my own wedding &amp;amp; event business. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My company is called: "A Dream Soiree Weddings &amp;amp; Events"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...roll your eyes...it's so cliche, right? The typical bride who just got married who now thinks she's cool/trendy/special enough to now plan weddings &amp;amp; events. Believe me...I had the exact same thoughts about myself, but you can't ignore passion &amp;amp; love, right? My business is my passion and my clients are reaping the benefits from that! In all my years of planning &amp;amp; coordinating, I never thought to get certified...well, now I'm well on my way! :) I've been blessed to have opportunities to prove myself and my business and have been staying consistently busy with weddings, showers, and even a birthday party. When they tell you that you have to &lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt; what you do, in order to be a planner, believe you me...they were not lying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I'll still post on this blog (maybe not 3x a week...but I'll try) but you should come on over to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://adreamsoiree.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Dream Soiree's &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;blog to see what I'm up to! I recently wrapped up a beautiful wedding that was held at the exact venue I was married at 3 months ago! It was so gorgeous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://adreamsoiree.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482079109847341410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/TBRB57UKWWI/AAAAAAAADFs/Y3mM_yjKee8/s400/ADS_CL.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you for being a part of my realization of my passion. Thanks doesn't seem like enough. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CIAO,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-1253188637073470615?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/1253188637073470615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=1253188637073470615' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/1253188637073470615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/1253188637073470615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/06/apologies-big-announcement.html' title='Apologies &amp; A Big Announcement! :)'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/TBRB57UKWWI/AAAAAAAADFs/Y3mM_yjKee8/s72-c/ADS_CL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-8074709927124464440</id><published>2010-05-24T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T14:28:12.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary T &amp; T 5.24.2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today marks the 2-year wedding anniversary for our dear friends Tashi &amp;amp; Tangy (of &lt;a href="http://www.poshstemsco.com/"&gt;Posh Stems&lt;/a&gt;) we are so excited for the both of them and wish them nothing but the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474951037356998530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_ru9gBR_4I/AAAAAAAADFU/SlTZsT1Vj8s/s400/tash_tang3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474951042106850738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_ru9xtu_bI/AAAAAAAADFc/Xj0z8QEpuyQ/s400/tash_tang2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_ru-KgzRxI/AAAAAAAADFk/u5jXgYG_r2E/s1600/tash_tang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474951048763492114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_ru-KgzRxI/AAAAAAAADFk/u5jXgYG_r2E/s400/tash_tang.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hopefully the two of you come back from your vacation with plenty of pictures, stories and tans!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love y'all both!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M &amp;amp; E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S. Tangy, do you love how I stole your recap format?! LOL! ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-8074709927124464440?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/8074709927124464440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=8074709927124464440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/8074709927124464440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/8074709927124464440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-anniversary-t-t-5242008.html' title='Happy Anniversary T &amp; T 5.24.2008'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_ru9gBR_4I/AAAAAAAADFU/SlTZsT1Vj8s/s72-c/tash_tang3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-3573261337937828682</id><published>2010-05-24T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T12:18:25.333-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recaps'/><title type='text'>{Wedding Recap} Reception 2.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the dances we were immediately ushered to our sweetheart table where we said grace. Before I could say "Man, the food smells good!" Our caterer, Mrs. Judi Bunch, came to our table and personally brought our plates to us. I thought that was an amazingly sweet touch. She always made sure the two of us were good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rFj_pStBI/AAAAAAAADFE/xb0S3K5F8jE/s1600/useat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474905519192978450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rFj_pStBI/AAAAAAAADFE/xb0S3K5F8jE/s400/useat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ladies...when they tell you to eat on your wedding day...&lt;em&gt;listen&lt;/em&gt;! I doubt we sat at our table longer than 5 minutes at any point during the reception-definitely not long enough to really enjoy the food. Every few minutes someone was stopping by to chat or take pictures, which was expected...but man...the food was calling us! LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our faces here say it all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rFjhwIHOI/AAAAAAAADE8/ScoWLKLLGcc/s1600/eat_inter3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474905511168580834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rFjhwIHOI/AAAAAAAADE8/ScoWLKLLGcc/s400/eat_inter3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The food...for once, I'll be a woman of few words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll let the photos do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rFUcXiUyI/AAAAAAAADD8/-mPBmak_KG8/s1600/food_!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474905252025226018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rFUcXiUyI/AAAAAAAADD8/-mPBmak_KG8/s400/food_!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474904901188142690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rFABZdRmI/AAAAAAAADD0/5RcfeSZu93Y/s400/food_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474904898490450482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rE_3WRwjI/AAAAAAAADDs/2FUuZI6Ykbk/s400/food_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474904894769751682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rE_pfMZoI/AAAAAAAADDk/eBVQk2mdcBw/s400/food_4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474904883948516770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rE_BLNdaI/AAAAAAAADDc/hS80zkRX9sw/s400/food_5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474904882558526146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rE-7_z4sI/AAAAAAAADDU/A1r0QQMJNdg/s400/food_6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474904707589225714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rE0wL4PPI/AAAAAAAADDM/s2lWhOQk7ok/s400/food_7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474904700283717970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rE0U-HCVI/AAAAAAAADDE/m5Kypb8iSA8/s400/food_8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; good that our caterer got a standing ovation.&lt;br /&gt;A. Standing. Ovation.&lt;br /&gt;Yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rKj4EBkTI/AAAAAAAADFM/ocgsfZeyUuc/s1600/food_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474911014715756850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rKj4EBkTI/AAAAAAAADFM/ocgsfZeyUuc/s400/food_9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next we moved on to the cutting of the cake. I remember saying: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"You better not smear that on my face, boy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rFjHkTkmI/AAAAAAAADEs/O-H3aJDswFE/s1600/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474905504139678306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rFjHkTkmI/AAAAAAAADEs/O-H3aJDswFE/s400/cake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474905498033720162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rFiw0iC2I/AAAAAAAADEk/KdlGNatYeQc/s400/cake2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474905262852103538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rFVEs3XXI/AAAAAAAADEc/69aHWp8WcGE/s400/cake3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; a great shot of the grooms "Tigger" cake, which I heard was dee-lish-us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rFVPRM4lI/AAAAAAAADEU/Fi7cRQLJTwE/s1600/cake4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474905265688863314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rFVPRM4lI/AAAAAAAADEU/Fi7cRQLJTwE/s400/cake4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mister Mr. and I slipped to the bridal suite as I got dressed in my reception dress &amp;amp; he chatted it up with his guys/family in the hallway. My MOHs came and helped me as well, which was such a fun time! I was so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time to "re-introduce" ourselves. We walked in to Jay-Z "PSA'&lt;br /&gt;The first line says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Allow me to re-introduce myself!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rEzww_FjI/AAAAAAAADC0/D6xRmzOV6EQ/s1600/reintro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474904690564994610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rEzww_FjI/AAAAAAAADC0/D6xRmzOV6EQ/s400/reintro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We immediately got busy...Mister Mr. is a great dancer so I just kind of went with the flow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rEzjdkITI/AAAAAAAADCs/PXg6w70ke_M/s1600/reintro2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474904686993875250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rEzjdkITI/AAAAAAAADCs/PXg6w70ke_M/s400/reintro2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474904313915101906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rEd1op0tI/AAAAAAAADCU/zBrt-Dg3uaM/s400/reintro3.jpg" /&gt;&amp;amp; then I called the bridal party on the dance floor! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474904308164061202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rEdgNf6BI/AAAAAAAADCM/Ws6WBKJ84pc/s400/reintro4.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474904305919525842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rEdX2XA9I/AAAAAAAADCE/tPjvxehJCP4/s400/reintro5.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474903721393919186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rD7WUmFNI/AAAAAAAADBE/h-sOZYlb3nw/s400/reintro6.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Soon the dance floor was packed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rD7Hg3nyI/AAAAAAAADA8/4U4AWTtGf0k/s1600/reintro7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474903717418868514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rD7Hg3nyI/AAAAAAAADA8/4U4AWTtGf0k/s400/reintro7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our Flower girls showed OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rD6-KV0yI/AAAAAAAADA0/emhDwaKnNf0/s1600/dance1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474903714908459810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rD6-KV0yI/AAAAAAAADA0/emhDwaKnNf0/s400/dance1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; so did Mister Mr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474903508203722866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDu8IF2HI/AAAAAAAADAs/0U5kv-4GToc/s400/dance2.jpg" /&gt; Great dancing times! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474903506740086082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDu2rIhUI/AAAAAAAADAk/D00-5XdP86I/s400/dance3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474903489018963714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDt0qFpwI/AAAAAAAADAU/ANe9iDyhUf0/s400/dance5.jpg" /&gt; My flip-flop baskets? A complete success. I went to get a pair and they were ALL gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDtgLbEWI/AAAAAAAADAM/otiuFPGhVvM/s1600/dance6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474903483521634658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDtgLbEWI/AAAAAAAADAM/otiuFPGhVvM/s400/dance6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474903338218071874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDlC4Wp0I/AAAAAAAADAE/xW3PDT5fAZg/s400/dance7.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;More dancing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDkss7t5I/AAAAAAAAC_8/pV2TGQyQ6kk/s1600/dance8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474903332264589202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDkss7t5I/AAAAAAAAC_8/pV2TGQyQ6kk/s400/dance8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474903321962707090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDkGUxeJI/AAAAAAAAC_0/EBw2sR5F2HM/s400/dance9.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;My brothers-in-law acting crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDjwFtgQI/AAAAAAAAC_s/4OMaASmRK5g/s1600/dance10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474903315993952514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDjwFtgQI/AAAAAAAAC_s/4OMaASmRK5g/s400/dance10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; me and my god"baby" (12 year old phenom!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDjos-iEI/AAAAAAAAC_k/GWhqSTCGXiI/s1600/dance11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474903314011162690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDjos-iEI/AAAAAAAAC_k/GWhqSTCGXiI/s400/dance11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then came the toasts....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MOH "K" got choked up (of course)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDWpDocmI/AAAAAAAAC_c/DlfveECJTAY/s1600/toast1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474903090767884898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDWpDocmI/AAAAAAAAC_c/DlfveECJTAY/s400/toast1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474903087847080018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDWeLQgFI/AAAAAAAAC_U/Y04uIgga384/s400/toast2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;More toasts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDWG0SiHI/AAAAAAAAC_M/kXXtoIE5tiI/s1600/toast3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474903081576728690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDWG0SiHI/AAAAAAAAC_M/kXXtoIE5tiI/s400/toast3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474903072077274578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDVjbcXdI/AAAAAAAAC_E/fw5jFCbq-IY/s400/toast4.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474903070765734242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDVeiv2WI/AAAAAAAAC-8/EnAvf1vazzE/s400/toast5.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both of the Best Men toasted as well as my mother....then came the show-stopper: my mother-in-law!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From day one, my MIL has begged us to let her sing at the wedding. Mister Mr. has always said no...I, on the other hand, didn't mind. Mister Mr.'s mother is a phenomenal-and I think that's putting it lightly-singer; but Mister Mr. just didn't want it to be too over the top. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So during her toast she said "I know y'all didn't want me to sing but..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDI3eiGTI/AAAAAAAAC-k/eQ9U9LEQT3g/s1600/toast8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474902854120642866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDI3eiGTI/AAAAAAAAC-k/eQ9U9LEQT3g/s400/toast8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; She broke out into a standing-ovation-worthy song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDIolDGGI/AAAAAAAAC-c/titWNaL8pm4/s1600/toast9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474902850121439330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDIolDGGI/AAAAAAAAC-c/titWNaL8pm4/s400/toast9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; everyone was shouting! Whew! Go MIL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDIc5GrzI/AAAAAAAAC-U/cxRWrc0XBok/s1600/toast10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474902846984335154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rDIc5GrzI/AAAAAAAAC-U/cxRWrc0XBok/s400/toast10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mister Mr., myself and our photographer, Ron, snuck out for a few intimate pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474902626207740274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rC7mb3MXI/AAAAAAAAC-E/A1FU8isjcw8/s400/night.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474902621995804178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rC7WvqJhI/AAAAAAAAC98/rzDqKgikkqw/s400/night1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474902618348837938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rC7JKJ3DI/AAAAAAAAC90/FOHlsb7sGFw/s400/night2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474902610800857506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rC6tCk0aI/AAAAAAAAC9s/sufAKFN6vxM/s400/night3.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474902240565761346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rClJzplUI/AAAAAAAAC9k/Q3BDw2Tg9pM/s400/night4.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then our guests lined up and prepared for our sparkler send-off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474902231431623842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rCknx5tKI/AAAAAAAAC9c/KpZpvO2rL0U/s400/night5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474902223264040178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rCkJWmRPI/AAAAAAAAC9U/93NC_xaxdJI/s400/night6.jpg" /&gt; Mister Mr. and I posed for a few more shots before heading back to our suite! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rCjlYC2WI/AAAAAAAAC9M/h40tOMChjlw/s1600/night7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474902213606431074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rCjlYC2WI/AAAAAAAAC9M/h40tOMChjlw/s400/night7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474902204175735362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rCjCPl2kI/AAAAAAAAC9E/sHeDsWAOFu8/s400/night8.jpg" /&gt;&amp;amp; just like that we were off to our suite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up Next: Day-After-BBQ!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-3573261337937828682?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/3573261337937828682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=3573261337937828682' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/3573261337937828682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/3573261337937828682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/05/wedding-recap-reception-20.html' title='{Wedding Recap} Reception 2.0'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_rFj_pStBI/AAAAAAAADFE/xb0S3K5F8jE/s72-c/useat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-2959128060314057442</id><published>2010-05-24T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T05:45:57.795-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy B'Day to me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is my born-day (I love saying that instead of birthday, don't know why)! Thanks to God for another year and another opportunity to make dreams into a reality!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE "The Office" (like, duh!) so this frame was fitting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474810928864294530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_pviHNh9oI/AAAAAAAAC8M/YWoMPZjd4u8/s400/bday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since my b'day falls on a Monday, Mister Mr. decided to celebrate my birthday this past weekend. OMG! That man is FULL of surprises. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday we woke up early and I got dressed. We went and had breakfast and as soon as we were done he pulls out this blindfold. My first thoughts "No! No! No!" You see, I hate blindfolds. But...for him I'd do anything so...I sucked it up and put the dang-on blindfold on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our first stop?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 395px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474812511959031666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_pw-Qsun3I/AAAAAAAAC8U/49fyCP9e4wU/s400/massage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my favorite day spas in town for a one-hour massage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aaaaah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After we left the day spa, seriously, I could've gone home and been a happy, relaxed camper...but Mister Mr. had more in store! :) He pulled out that dadgum blindfold (AGAIN) and I didn't fight it (too much) before putting it on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our next stop on the blindfold tour?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 399px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474812522207737970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_pw-24NeHI/AAAAAAAAC8c/EfBDSdCMENg/s400/fredastaire.jpg" /&gt;Fred Astaire Studio for one-on-one dancing lessons. Mister Mr. and I have always said we wanted to take professional dancing lessons-just as something different to do together-but we never got around to it! Honestly, I LOVED the dancing instructions...LOVED. It was so much fun and it really brought us closer...it was a great time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of course, the blindfold re-entered my life after we were done as we departed to our next location. The next stop?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474812530779233858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_pw_Wz0HkI/AAAAAAAAC8k/W2JLzlnHAA0/s400/chez.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my faaaaaavorite brunch spots in town: Chez Pierre. OMG! I had the Angus burger (don't judge me) with sweet potato fries...OH-EM-GEE! So delish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After that we headed home and I assumed our evening was over, right? WRONG. We relaxed for a few minutes before Mister Mr. informed me that it was time to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Go where?" I asked...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Somewhere!" He replied&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I got back in the car and put the blindfold on for, what I hoped would be, the last time! We drove and drove and drove and drove and when the car stopped....guess where we were?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_pzwJ35TYI/AAAAAAAAC88/k9Udw7SczZk/s1600/HD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474815568143535490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_pzwJ35TYI/AAAAAAAAC88/k9Udw7SczZk/s400/HD.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The most elite hotel in town, Hotel Duval! If you remember I took my boudoir pictures at this hotel and was flooooored by how gorgeous it was! When we walked in I assumed Mister Mr. got the regular rooms (which are somewhat small) but when I cracked the door open what was it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Presidential/Executive Suite!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474812542212869954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_pxABZzj0I/AAAAAAAAC80/s-OMLxNykUE/s400/Duval2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474812541088768306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_pw_9NzITI/AAAAAAAAC8s/Dtl4fg9SonE/s400/Duval.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I can't tell you how surprised I was by the whole day! Seriously. Mister Mr. went above &amp;amp; beyond and I was so touched! It was fun to have a stay-cation (if you will) right in our own town!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Later that evening we got dolled up and went to another one of my favorite eateries, Masa! Yummy in my tummy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All in all? I had one of the BEST birthdays ever...thanks to my husband! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So here's to another excellent birthday and continued blessings!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CIAO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-2959128060314057442?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/2959128060314057442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=2959128060314057442' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/2959128060314057442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/2959128060314057442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-bday-to-me.html' title='Happy B&apos;Day to me!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_pviHNh9oI/AAAAAAAAC8M/YWoMPZjd4u8/s72-c/bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-3497658782812334261</id><published>2010-05-20T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T09:40:20.535-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog love'/><title type='text'>We've been blogged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473392658399333474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_Vln6AfjGI/AAAAAAAAC8E/lv7_c_5F71U/s400/blogges.jpg" /&gt;I always love when people blog about weddings and I am so appreciative that our wonderfully fabulous florist, &lt;a href="http://www.poshstemsco.com/"&gt;Posh Stems&lt;/a&gt;, did a post on us. Why am I just now reading/seeing it?! Where have I been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anywho, check it out...there were even pictures I hadn't seen! Plus you'll get to see how Posh Stems took our vision &amp;amp; made it into reality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://poshstems.blogspot.com/2010/04/ebonne-marvin-032710-fab-wedding.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to check it out!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CIAO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-3497658782812334261?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/3497658782812334261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=3497658782812334261' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/3497658782812334261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/3497658782812334261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/05/weve-been-blogged.html' title='We&apos;ve been blogged!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_Vln6AfjGI/AAAAAAAAC8E/lv7_c_5F71U/s72-c/blogges.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-1621806234966346230</id><published>2010-05-20T07:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T07:05:16.227-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thank you'/><title type='text'>Lookey what we sent...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our "Thank You" Cards!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_VAmu6iIcI/AAAAAAAAC78/H8hxrNOxp7k/s1600/Ebonee_Front+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473351956311450050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_VAmu6iIcI/AAAAAAAAC78/H8hxrNOxp7k/s400/Ebonee_Front+copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_VAmCPr-bI/AAAAAAAAC70/GcxncRIdnIg/s1600/Ebonee_Back+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473351944320580018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_VAmCPr-bI/AAAAAAAAC70/GcxncRIdnIg/s400/Ebonee_Back+copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are double-sided (printed from VISTA PRINT, of course), gloss postcards! We also included a handwritten thank you card on stationary. We had been putting it off (bad newlyweds, I tell ya!) but with my parents (thanks Daddy!) hounding us...we had to crack the whip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out most-if not all-of our guests received theirs yesterday! They all seemed to really love them! Yay us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Design Courtesy of &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.etsy.com/shop/frenchieandflea"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Frenchie and Flea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-1621806234966346230?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/1621806234966346230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=1621806234966346230' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/1621806234966346230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/1621806234966346230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/05/lookey-what-we-sent.html' title='Lookey what we sent...'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_VAmu6iIcI/AAAAAAAAC78/H8hxrNOxp7k/s72-c/Ebonee_Front+copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-1521279668132163891</id><published>2010-05-20T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T05:45:44.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice'/><title type='text'>Best Newlywed Advice...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_Us7-9pu6I/AAAAAAAAC7s/AZQ-wvyyNug/s1600/newlywed.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473330331164195746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_Us7-9pu6I/AAAAAAAAC7s/AZQ-wvyyNug/s400/newlywed.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I saw this article over at &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/"&gt;WeddingBee&lt;/a&gt; and had to share! Very informative &amp;amp; dead-on!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Advice for Newlyweds from a Marriage Counselor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Communicate with one another&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;“Talk, talk, talk,” says Eagan. &lt;a href="http://dating.about.com/library/communicationquizzes/blCommunicationQuiz.htm" rel="" target="_blank"&gt;Communication&lt;/a&gt; about everything from small things such as how you spent your day to big things such as how to spend your money is vital to a healthy marriage. It helps you get to know each other better, resolve issues, and stay connected to your spouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Break your routine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Don’t get caught up in routines. That means you should avoid taking each other for granted by &lt;a href="http://newlyweds.about.com/od/lovesex/a/datenights.htm" rel="" target="_blank"&gt;having date nights&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://honeymoons.about.com/od/romanticideas/a/romantic_ideas.htm" rel="" target="_blank"&gt;taking romantic vacations&lt;/a&gt; when you can. Avoid just going to and from work and never focusing on each other or your relationship. When you are just going through the motions, you will feel less satisfied and less content. And that will rub off on your spouse, too. Marriage, after all, is a delicate balance between two people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wait to have children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If you can, wait to &lt;a href="http://newlyweds.about.com/od/havingababy/a/decidingonbaby.htm" rel="" target="_blank"&gt;have children&lt;/a&gt;. Putting off &lt;a href="http://pregnancy.about.com/od/gettingpregnant/p/gettingpregnant.htm" rel="" target="_blank"&gt;getting pregnant&lt;/a&gt; to give you and your spouse time to build a foundation for a family. Build your marriage so that it will be sturdy enough to support the weight of the family you’d like to create. That means getting closer, resolving serious issues, and finding your rhythm as a couple.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Save some money.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoid collecting debt. &lt;a href="http://newlyweds.about.com/od/money/ht/discussmoney.htm" rel="" target="_blank"&gt;Money&lt;/a&gt; troubles put unnecessary stress on a marriage; in fact, it’s one of the major causes of arguments among married people. You can throw a nice wedding, make a home for the two of you, and live &lt;a href="http://financialplan.about.com/cs/singlesandmoney/a/TyingKnotToDo.htm" rel="" target="_blank"&gt;without breaking the bank&lt;/a&gt; as long as you don’t spend more than you have. You should also try to keep an eye to the future by always having something in savings. Your wallet and your relationship will pay the price if you don’t watch your pennies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look good for each other.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep up with hygiene and &lt;a href="http://fashion.about.com/od/discountfashion/tp/dressesunder40.htm" rel="" target="_blank"&gt;get dressed up every once in a while&lt;/a&gt;. “Don’t get sloppy in your relationship,” says Eagen. “Keep it special.” When you start paying less attention to your appearance, you send the message to your spouse that you just don’t care and you’re not really interested in maintaining the attraction between the two of you. You should be sending the signal that you’re still hot for your spouse – and you want to keep it that way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get a life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stress.about.com/od/relationships/qt/friendship.htm" rel="" target="_blank"&gt;Hang onto your friends&lt;/a&gt; and family. Just because you’re married does not mean you should abandon everyone and everything that existed in your life before the wedding. You still need social outlets to re-energize yourself for your spouse. “Don’t expect your partner to be your everything,” warns Eagan. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(*Ahem-Heidi Montag*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have good sex.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex is a vital part of the marriage relationship. You should make sure &lt;a href="http://newlyweds.about.com/od/lovesex/tp/Is-Your-Sex-Life-Boring-.htm" rel="" target="_blank"&gt;your sex life&lt;/a&gt; is satisfying for both of you. If there are physical problems affecting your performance, you should see a doctor and &lt;a href="http://sexuality.about.com/od/talkingwithpartners/ht/raisingissues.htm" rel="" target="_blank"&gt;discuss the situation with him or her and your spouse&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be ready for the after-the-wedding blues.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realize you may experience &lt;a href="http://newlyweds.about.com/od/afterthewedding/tp/Kick-the-Post-Wedding-Blues.htm" rel="" target="_blank"&gt;post-nuptial depression&lt;/a&gt;, which refers to the state of depressed mood that newlyweds experience within the first three to six months of marriage. There’s a lot down after all the excitement of the wedding festivities and honeymoon are over. Although brides are more apt to talk about it than grooms, both pairs probably feel this to some extent. Eagan suggests refraining from talking about the wedding all the time and going out and doing things together. Understand that it takes time to re-orient your life and keep in mind that this is just the start of your great new life together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Great {and 100% correct} advice! LOVES it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CIAO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-1521279668132163891?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/1521279668132163891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=1521279668132163891' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/1521279668132163891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/1521279668132163891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/05/best-newlywed-advice.html' title='Best Newlywed Advice...'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_Us7-9pu6I/AAAAAAAAC7s/AZQ-wvyyNug/s72-c/newlywed.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-3451246221852578007</id><published>2010-05-18T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T14:15:15.759-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recaps'/><title type='text'>{Wedding Recap} Reception Introductions!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Immediately after we finished our formal pictures we headed to the bridal suite and signed our marriage license with our MOHs, Best Men and Pastor. It was a great moment for all of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Afterwards, the bridal party lined up in the hallway and prepared for the introductions. I remember screaming "Be yourselves! Don't go out there all boring &amp;amp; stuff!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yep, I'm a classy lady &amp;amp; don't you ever forget! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy some of the pics! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L-lAAQNFI/AAAAAAAAC7E/0O-QPq8Gc4I/s1600/janay_x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472716408818250834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L-lAAQNFI/AAAAAAAAC7E/0O-QPq8Gc4I/s400/janay_x.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See the goofs? The MC Hammer made a comeback!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472716405557025346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L-kz2t2kI/AAAAAAAAC68/3J150vbiR9s/s400/dukes_jay.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472716400903454834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L-kihOAHI/AAAAAAAAC60/wLMNtbnI3Yo/s400/dukes_jay2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472716201571332242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L-Y78vMJI/AAAAAAAAC6s/EBLhiABiD9U/s400/faith_javaris.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472716193236358546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L-Yc5hlZI/AAAAAAAAC6k/vFd1yag0HDM/s400/tee_chole.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And more goofs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L-YVu-vBI/AAAAAAAAC6c/NUjvV9753O4/s1600/nett_sean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472716191313083410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L-YVu-vBI/AAAAAAAAC6c/NUjvV9753O4/s400/nett_sean.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472716183143742226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L-X3TQexI/AAAAAAAAC6U/m0-fUN6ryiQ/s400/nett_sean2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472717864311966338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L_5uI_yoI/AAAAAAAAC7c/J78gIqlSq6c/s400/tash_mandy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472718288245318178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_MASZalYiI/AAAAAAAAC7k/aZik_8GL6TQ/s400/nish_melt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then it was our turn to be introduced as Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny story-after the fact, of course-the DJ played our introduction song as the Bridal Party introduction song and played the bridal party introduction song as ours. Ugh. I was P.O.d when I heard it but had to go with the flow...needless to say I was whispering the entire time to Mister Mr. "He played the wrong song! He played the wrong song!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mister Mr.'s reaction: "It's okay, babe!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472715990217896434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L-MomJsfI/AAAAAAAAC50/qnmmtQTrdWM/s400/thompsons2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472715994067378850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L-M278IqI/AAAAAAAAC58/m7SXPS-CYow/s400/thompson.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472715984414988002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L-MS-oVuI/AAAAAAAAC5s/B2DQM3rJyis/s400/thompsons3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472715981316905410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L-MHb_WcI/AAAAAAAAC5k/CcHwiuAZFuk/s400/thompsons4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472715752239936690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L9-yDyNLI/AAAAAAAAC5c/zlyWCfarAVM/s400/thompsons5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472715748392276434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L9-jubkdI/AAAAAAAAC5U/5hRrFGwgLiQ/s400/thompsons6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472715745380021618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L9-YgQNXI/AAAAAAAAC5M/aXqEvAxhJ3o/s400/thompsons7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472715737007055314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L995T-4dI/AAAAAAAAC5E/dxtWknV-U-M/s400/thompsons8.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Then it was time for the father-daughter dance. My daddy &amp;amp; I danced to "Always be your baby" by Natalie Grant! Oh how beautiful! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L99mbggaI/AAAAAAAAC48/s-2CelswmRM/s1600/daddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472715731938345378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L99mbggaI/AAAAAAAAC48/s-2CelswmRM/s400/daddy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I started out good...but as the second verse neared...I was on the brink of tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L9bLa6RCI/AAAAAAAAC40/ezC_SeVxeVs/s1600/daddy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472715140572529698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L9bLa6RCI/AAAAAAAAC40/ezC_SeVxeVs/s400/daddy2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472715135552088946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L9a4t8a3I/AAAAAAAAC4s/4ygbcxi-plM/s400/daddy3.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472715126310361394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L9aWSi2TI/AAAAAAAAC4k/7jjvQcw1xhw/s400/daddy5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472714545769391394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L84jmypSI/AAAAAAAAC4M/4wLLmv5122U/s400/daddy8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472715117268191970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L9Z0muSuI/AAAAAAAAC4c/6eKBzdpa6pg/s400/daddy6.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it happened. I looked over at BM "L" and broke down. She was tearing up, I was tearing up...I mean, I LOVE my daddy. So...yeah, cried like a baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472715115169159810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L9ZsyRmoI/AAAAAAAAC4U/HmjUmoG0xIQ/s400/daddy7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472714543765381106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L84cI_3_I/AAAAAAAAC4E/Pi3C15VybJA/s400/daddy9.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it was time for Mister Mr. and Mommy Mister Mr. to do their thing on the dance floor &amp;amp; boy did they show out! Mommy Mister Mr. is a firecracker and she was ON FIRE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L84EC587I/AAAAAAAAC38/HsG8jFK-5uQ/s1600/mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472714537297376178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L84EC587I/AAAAAAAAC38/HsG8jFK-5uQ/s400/mom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472714531973388386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L83wNkWGI/AAAAAAAAC30/yzPFL6pcW8g/s400/mom2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472714531224587714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L83tbCjcI/AAAAAAAAC3s/Fz_S0B_6aC0/s400/mom3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472714279254426946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L8pCwrBUI/AAAAAAAAC3k/V6eSpVPv6MI/s400/mom4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472714270857122610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L8ojemUzI/AAAAAAAAC3c/pGEQAFI7xhw/s400/mom5.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472714265643905858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L8oQDq80I/AAAAAAAAC3U/SYQt7lkc6H8/s400/mom6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we sat down and took it all in. This was our wedding day. Everything we'd saved, prayed and cried about for 17 months. It was just a few moments...but I remember looking around that room at all the faces &amp;amp; love staring back and was so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L8oUIWpYI/AAAAAAAAC3M/9PZ2IrxKRD0/s1600/sit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472714266737288578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L8oUIWpYI/AAAAAAAAC3M/9PZ2IrxKRD0/s400/sit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They dimmed the lights...said a prayer over the food...and the reception was under-way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L8oNPvX4I/AAAAAAAAC3E/Tg-Yv0joODo/s1600/sit_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472714264889220994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L8oNPvX4I/AAAAAAAAC3E/Tg-Yv0joODo/s400/sit_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Up Next: Dancing, Cake &amp;amp; Costume Changes!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-3451246221852578007?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/3451246221852578007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=3451246221852578007' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/3451246221852578007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/3451246221852578007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/05/wedding-recap-reception-introductions.html' title='{Wedding Recap} Reception Introductions!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S_L-lAAQNFI/AAAAAAAAC7E/0O-QPq8Gc4I/s72-c/janay_x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-8596263277626872731</id><published>2010-05-06T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T15:47:24.045-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recaps'/><title type='text'>{Wedding Recap Commercial} Cocktail Hour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't consider this to be a part of the wedding recap fever...it's just a commercial...so you can get a taste (pun intended) of our wonderful cocktail hour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NGXMh9PXI/AAAAAAAAC1E/qHRfGB7W4Ck/s1600/cocktail1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468291736872500594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NGXMh9PXI/AAAAAAAAC1E/qHRfGB7W4Ck/s400/cocktail1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468291729999052418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NGWy7MvoI/AAAAAAAAC08/ZW7DMfbiX4k/s400/cocktail2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468291728935303122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NGWu9lN9I/AAAAAAAAC00/FIZG7QUknGI/s400/cocktail3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468291721329740546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NGWSoRiwI/AAAAAAAAC0s/BO0pxMjnulM/s400/cocktail4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468291719126326706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NGWKa8HbI/AAAAAAAAC0k/2UVPykmdkag/s400/cocktail5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468291591281949442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NGOuKduwI/AAAAAAAAC0c/-a3haqtU4NQ/s400/cocktail6.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468291584799681410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NGOWA-K4I/AAAAAAAAC0U/MnYB61qdGIY/s400/cocktail7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468291584707982418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NGOVrG9FI/AAAAAAAAC0M/9EEKUMIw2HY/s400/cocktail8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468291572400759090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NGNn01oTI/AAAAAAAAC0E/3K2mZIohvpA/s400/cocktail9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468291566224189026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NGNQ0OpmI/AAAAAAAACz8/JrbheINBXPg/s400/cocktail10.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-8596263277626872731?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/8596263277626872731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=8596263277626872731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/8596263277626872731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/8596263277626872731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/05/wedding-recap-commercial-cocktail-hour.html' title='{Wedding Recap Commercial} Cocktail Hour'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NGXMh9PXI/AAAAAAAAC1E/qHRfGB7W4Ck/s72-c/cocktail1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-6171269822708668681</id><published>2010-05-06T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T15:37:03.305-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recaps'/><title type='text'>{Wedding Recap} Formals!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I give you all the permission to openly judge me for being so absent. What can I say? Married life is WONDERFULLY busy and occupying. That being said, I'm going to make a better effort to get on here at least 3 times a week to update you all. I definitely don't want to leave any of you hanging! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;So, when we left off my DH and I were heading up the aisle with huge grins on our faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We immediately went into formal picture mode. Because of wedding started so late in the evening-and the fact that we started later than scheduled-we were losing light &amp;amp; had to take pictures quickly. If I had it all over to do again, I would've started my wedding an hour earlier than I did. But, nevertheless, we had a blast shooting the pictures &amp;amp; I can't believe how quickly an hour goes when you're having fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of course, my fabulous makeup artist, Danielle, was there to freshen me up! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NBq0B1-FI/AAAAAAAACyE/AeseTjnkkTU/s1600/formal1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468286576334600274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NBq0B1-FI/AAAAAAAACyE/AeseTjnkkTU/s400/formal1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; it began!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468286575607667858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NBqxUh3JI/AAAAAAAACx8/aZ113c3r2tU/s400/formal2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468286571894884274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NBqjfVR7I/AAAAAAAACx0/UAdHRWNn9fw/s400/formal3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE my guys...each &amp;amp; every one of their crazy tails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468286566776557634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NBqQbB0EI/AAAAAAAACxs/7p54cNGH1zA/s400/formal4.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468286864143078514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NB7kMu1HI/AAAAAAAACy0/dEidbNUtY08/s400/us3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DH &amp;amp; the girls had fun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can guarantee BM "L" said something to crack DH up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468286033445791698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NBLNnEJ9I/AAAAAAAACw0/nNxG0KDGIa4/s400/formal6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Orrr was it MOH "L"? No telling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468286777805095058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NB2ikJwJI/AAAAAAAACyk/ekP7ORnvLkQ/s400/Jokes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468286566384075826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NBqO9dBDI/AAAAAAAACxk/yWFt8Xl9BOo/s400/formal5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our "not quite a jump" jump...*such an inside joke*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468286785495966514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NB2_NzIzI/AAAAAAAACys/uSThfRuWRpw/s400/us2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we took pictures, our guests munched on food, took in the ambiance and found their names on our seating charts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NB2eedjtI/AAAAAAAACyc/S1qQ2nX9Ze0/s1600/guests.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468286776707485394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NB2eedjtI/AAAAAAAACyc/S1qQ2nX9Ze0/s400/guests.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Gang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468286760925468226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NB1jrvFkI/AAAAAAAACyU/xZlxhuz9iJc/s400/group.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was family time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First up? DH's parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468286024829674658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NBKtg0pKI/AAAAAAAACws/f4BDP54az-g/s400/formal7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; then my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468286024042988466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NBKqlQw7I/AAAAAAAACwk/g5gGFmMdZMg/s400/formal8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; all of us together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468286761818712722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NB1nAs6pI/AAAAAAAACyM/WqkRp3ho7lc/s400/family.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468286012853300674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NBKA5brcI/AAAAAAAACwc/NKRHZJKAMFg/s400/formal9.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; of course we had to take the obligatory "Thank You" picture. Our guests stood around (which I wasn't happy about- I wanted them to see the picture first when they received their thank you cards) and watched...they kept saying "That's so unique! Ebonee's so creative!" All I could think was...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks Project Wedding/The Knot/BAB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NBJ-xZonI/AAAAAAAACwU/F81LH3FS9dE/s1600/formal10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468286012282741362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NBJ-xZonI/AAAAAAAACwU/F81LH3FS9dE/s400/formal10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Up: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Reception&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-6171269822708668681?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/6171269822708668681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=6171269822708668681' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/6171269822708668681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/6171269822708668681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/05/wedding-recap-formals.html' title='{Wedding Recap} Formals!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S-NBq0B1-FI/AAAAAAAACyE/AeseTjnkkTU/s72-c/formal1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-6311394329924887396</id><published>2010-04-18T19:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T19:05:55.685-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><title type='text'>{Wedding Recap} The Ceremony (PIC HEAVY)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be forewarned...this post is EXTREMELY picture heavy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As we left it, Mister Mr. and his guys were waiting on the side of the porch and I was pacing the hallways waiting for my moment to walk down the aisle. Whew...I can still feel the butterflies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of our guests began arriving and I can only imagine the chatter going on in the crowd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uucyRE0VI/AAAAAAAACvU/VJtDvA2ZFiM/s1600/guests.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461650782669820242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uucyRE0VI/AAAAAAAACvU/VJtDvA2ZFiM/s400/guests.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mister Mr.'s handsome grandfather!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uucMg5LBI/AAAAAAAACvM/VovGnizxOWg/s1600/guys2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461650772535618578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uucMg5LBI/AAAAAAAACvM/VovGnizxOWg/s400/guys2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Every bride has a vision in their head of how they want their aisle to look. This was one of the things-during my planning-that I could close my eyes and see. I fell in love with the look in my head &amp;amp; was so blessed that my florist &lt;a href="http://www.poshstemsco.com/"&gt;Posh Stems&lt;/a&gt; was able to recreate the EXACT look!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461650764972827954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uubwVyJTI/AAAAAAAACu8/kV2FdB_tXVc/s400/aisle1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461650769441165058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uucA_HjwI/AAAAAAAACvE/Kappnl0fTME/s400/aisle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461650757789105698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uubVlDPiI/AAAAAAAACu0/GGXDTp44Nw8/s400/aisle2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My godson and my little brother-in-law served as our ushers. They took their jobs so seriously &amp;amp; I was so proud of them! They looked SO amazing!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8utEi20VFI/AAAAAAAACt8/3ySXeMj70l4/s1600/preceremony.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461649266704667730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8utEi20VFI/AAAAAAAACt8/3ySXeMj70l4/s400/preceremony.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Being able to see all of my little details come to life was probably one of the greatest feelings I can remember. I worked hard for 17 months to make the wedding unique to US as a couple and I think all of our details helped accomplish that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8utEV7OivI/AAAAAAAACt0/a6y29BsoE20/s1600/preceremony1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461649263233501938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8utEV7OivI/AAAAAAAACt0/a6y29BsoE20/s400/preceremony1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My MOHs and mother thought I was crazy lugging around two bags of lemons the day before and OF the wedding...but I had a plan and I had to make it come to life. Would you believe I calmly cut up all the lemons in my drink dispensers the morning of my wedding? Strangely enough, it calmed me down. The end results? Just like my vision!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461649254768852082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8utD2ZGPHI/AAAAAAAACts/xn3AG0_2_o0/s400/preceremony2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461649253616835858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8utDyGb3RI/AAAAAAAACtk/dFTAdpLd9So/s400/preceremony3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And who can forget my last-minute petal toss cone DIY project? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461648985746962338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8us0MNR96I/AAAAAAAACtc/at5cRNa_KAA/s400/toss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461648981209161202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8usz7TYnfI/AAAAAAAACtU/rq9e-iE_Sjk/s400/toss1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; our programs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461648981314370130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8usz7sd-lI/AAAAAAAACtM/qf8v8ctPlqM/s400/toss3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our Tears of Joy packets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461648973916019858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uszgIkHJI/AAAAAAAACtE/vAXfbxAdhCQ/s400/toss2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461648971909109426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uszYqFFrI/AAAAAAAACs8/lhc1IP8L4Zs/s400/toss4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; just like that, it was time for the ceremony to begin. Our ushers were scheduled to start walking the grandmothers down the aisle. Unfortunately my grandmother was not there yet-having left Alabama late-so we had to start without her. Nevertheless, Mister Mr.'s grandmother-who is a riot-made her way down the aisle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461648615229381570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8usen7AW8I/AAAAAAAACs0/J5IllnQrl18/s400/BPwalk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then it was time for our parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461648612109611202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8usecTMcMI/AAAAAAAACss/ACqJyPDAack/s400/BPwalk1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My godson walked my mother down the aisle while my father waited with me in the bridal suite! Isn't it funny how short my mother is? My godson is taller than her and he's 12!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461648608789327122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8useP7k7RI/AAAAAAAACsk/CXe0PaRlqEM/s400/bpwalk2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy was super excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8usdyChXeI/AAAAAAAACsc/mh_DQ_t3L-c/s1600/bpwalk3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461648600765390306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8usdyChXeI/AAAAAAAACsc/mh_DQ_t3L-c/s400/bpwalk3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the guys made their way out-in such a cool GQ way- towards the altar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8usduE3gYI/AAAAAAAACsU/Y59CSF591gA/s1600/bpwalk4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461648599701488002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8usduE3gYI/AAAAAAAACsU/Y59CSF591gA/s400/bpwalk4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture of Mister Mr. he looks so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461648439852978722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8usUamA0iI/AAAAAAAACsM/f3hjN3OlS54/s400/bpwalk5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then my bridal party began their walk down the aisle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8usUO3yiXI/AAAAAAAACsE/nBQymezd4pI/s1600/bpwalk6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461648436706314610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8usUO3yiXI/AAAAAAAACsE/nBQymezd4pI/s400/bpwalk6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461648429897473106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8usT1gb3FI/AAAAAAAACr8/7sDFAfdE--w/s400/bpwalk7.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461648424781700466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8usTicvXXI/AAAAAAAACr0/mmCWnxnCpFE/s400/bpwalk8.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461648419256385650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8usTN3ZwHI/AAAAAAAACrs/2jfLsxhypQQ/s400/bpwalk9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461648241678753970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8usI4VmILI/AAAAAAAACrk/0bBJeCZoNW0/s400/bpwalk10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461655252438183474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uyg9c5bjI/AAAAAAAACvc/kOeT7Tqbelc/s400/bpwalk11.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Super MOH, K, broke down mid-way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461648234189995058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8usIccIvDI/AAAAAAAACrU/fa56YO77dtw/s400/bpwalk14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; our precious flowergirls came down to plenty of "oohs" and "aahs"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8usF-oLOyI/AAAAAAAACrM/k7awvbqkYYI/s1600/bpwalk15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461648191827688226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8usF-oLOyI/AAAAAAAACrM/k7awvbqkYYI/s400/bpwalk15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461648184625297506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8usFjy_eGI/AAAAAAAACrE/hGtIHYzZsgw/s400/bpwalk16.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Finally...everyone was in place &amp;amp; I got the word that it was time. 17 months, plenty of tears and ideas later...I was bout to walk down the aisle to my man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461647407589611538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8urYVHP2BI/AAAAAAAACq0/99EG9AaR3rc/s400/bpwalk17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My song came on and I made daddy wait until I walked out to the exact part I always envisioned walking out to. Hey...you only get married once, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461647931052508898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8ur2zKhxuI/AAAAAAAACq8/AdO62GU461c/s400/insert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461647408583326018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8urYY0KuUI/AAAAAAAACqs/IdUpzwQZJZE/s400/bwalk1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mister Mr. told himself that he was not going to look at my while I walked down the aisle-so he wouldn't risk crying-but he says as soon as my uncle (who married us) said "Oh man" after seeing me, he had to look! I'm so glad he did because his reaction was priceless. Me, on the other hand, I wanted to take each &amp;amp; every moment in. I choked up a few times but it was a great feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461647406196927618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8urYP7NLII/AAAAAAAACqk/xoYNYeKRUiQ/s400/bwalk3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461647398648139714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8urXzzbz8I/AAAAAAAACqc/7uVxD5yOHbE/s400/bwalk4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461647392434448834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8urXcp-acI/AAAAAAAACqU/mNehntZIVPU/s400/bwalk5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Mister Mr. finally DID look my way...this was his reaction (the mild version)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8urLRUpKvI/AAAAAAAACqM/ms7QcrQaXsY/s1600/bwalk6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461647183233755890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8urLRUpKvI/AAAAAAAACqM/ms7QcrQaXsY/s400/bwalk6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461647180897568978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8urLInpyNI/AAAAAAAACqE/m31inTVxb1w/s400/bwalk7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; he cried...it was touching and very unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461647172547942018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8urKpg8loI/AAAAAAAACp8/sKudXd9y_5o/s400/bwalk8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look how tightly I'm clutching my daddy...lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461647172889106514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8urKqySWFI/AAAAAAAACp0/QNahMDyWQcs/s400/bwalk9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461647161855203410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8urKBrmWFI/AAAAAAAACps/p_xsctfh6OM/s400/bwalk10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest thing...one of the coordinators told my dad it was customary to respond "We do/Her mother &amp;amp; I do." to the question 'Who gives this woman away." Well...at the rehearsal he obliged and said "Her mother &amp;amp; I." But not without a little playful teasing! At the wedding we were all waiting to see what he'd say-which is why I'm looking the way I am. For those who care, he said "I do!". I *heart* my daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uq8SyUf4I/AAAAAAAACpk/TcHYlHdyQ00/s1600/bwalk11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461646925928628098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uq8SyUf4I/AAAAAAAACpk/TcHYlHdyQ00/s400/bwalk11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461646924791897346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uq8OjTXQI/AAAAAAAACpc/bHEV76f1Gi8/s400/bwalk12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461646899452889682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uq6wKAylI/AAAAAAAACpU/r2uaPTzUwOc/s400/bwalk13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; we started our wedding ceremony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461646899307687922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uq6vnZL_I/AAAAAAAACpM/JgKJ6SRRdIA/s400/ceremony1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461646894179146274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uq6cgp2iI/AAAAAAAACpE/b0tRNIXe1NM/s400/ceremony2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461646630316799346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uqrFi99XI/AAAAAAAACo8/Pi10kcpJ5KM/s400/ceremony3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My mother-in-law did the first part of our hand ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461646628557345650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uqq-_e03I/AAAAAAAACo0/jy7LZlBrkTg/s400/ceremony4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461646620888576642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uqqibGsoI/AAAAAAAACos/GbGm1wPzT-I/s400/ceremony5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461649271915476242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8utE2RK9RI/AAAAAAAACuE/dbjt60HJdaQ/s400/wedding4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; my mother did the second part of the hand ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461646619688607650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uqqd9An6I/AAAAAAAACok/2Aj0J3-2koY/s400/ceremony6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461646615234567186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uqqNXFXBI/AAAAAAAACoc/RByNiiFPdis/s400/ceremony7.jpg" border="0" /&gt; My aunt recited the "Union" poem &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461646409447784194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uqeOvsPwI/AAAAAAAACoU/BJra5XA6Dn4/s400/ceremony8.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so happy we decided to write our own vows. It was something Mister Mr. fought in the beginning but, after a while, he really got into it. To say that he did a great job would be an understatement. Seriously. He did SUCH a phenomenal job I can't even begin to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461646389355982914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uqdD5bsEI/AAAAAAAACn0/jSc391JlxHc/s400/ceremony12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uqdXBfNUI/AAAAAAAACn8/rcr1iYpjCZU/s1600/ceremony11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461646394490041666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uqdXBfNUI/AAAAAAAACn8/rcr1iYpjCZU/s400/ceremony11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it was my turn...my hands were shaking! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461646167757387506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uqQKYNdvI/AAAAAAAACns/F7bBBA1jjgU/s400/ceremony13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My girls were cry babies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uqPz8qBhI/AAAAAAAACnk/0Z7AaIxmNpI/s1600/ceremony14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461646161736238610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uqPz8qBhI/AAAAAAAACnk/0Z7AaIxmNpI/s400/ceremony14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461646153639844994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uqPVyU3II/AAAAAAAACnc/3XMGlyuaoXE/s400/ceremony15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461646152200339042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uqPQbHvmI/AAAAAAAACnU/xb2BKEVWyN4/s400/ceremony16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461660551386705090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8u3VZkrLMI/AAAAAAAACvk/fu43TDKsuYA/s400/wedding7.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mister Mr.'s cousin recited a poem while we did our sand ceremony. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uqPLyrUxI/AAAAAAAACnM/pnt9U3sp6ww/s1600/ceremony17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461646150956962578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uqPLyrUxI/AAAAAAAACnM/pnt9U3sp6ww/s400/ceremony17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461645787208947778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8up6AuZGEI/AAAAAAAACnE/bO9vmZX6VxA/s400/ceremony18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I knew it...my Uncle was saying "You may kiss your bride!" I hadn't even realized we were almost done! It flew by!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461645783852191314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8up50OFDlI/AAAAAAAACm8/WmI9Iy_2osE/s400/ceremony19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to help Mister Mr. out with the veil...lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8up5vYavDI/AAAAAAAACm0/XAWqss-Yy_k/s1600/ceremony20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461645782553377842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8up5vYavDI/AAAAAAAACm0/XAWqss-Yy_k/s400/ceremony20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461645775111214770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8up5TqEVrI/AAAAAAAACms/bqHAWQP_Ut4/s400/ceremony21.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Pronounced as man &amp;amp; wife...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461645773328307330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8up5NA_VII/AAAAAAAACmk/uChO-2QGako/s400/ceremony22.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMG! Honestly, I forgot that I had the petal toss cones. It wasn't until a clump of rose petals hit my face-on the run back up the aisle-that I remembered. My faces are hysterical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8upg12WkII/AAAAAAAACmc/vFeKCK4jLp4/s1600/ceremony23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461645354792816770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8upg12WkII/AAAAAAAACmc/vFeKCK4jLp4/s400/ceremony23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461645346094942850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8upgVcnioI/AAAAAAAACmU/3V2-AU3-wsI/s400/ceremony24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we made our way back up the aisle, our guests started to enjoy the cocktail hour! I was so jealous we didn't even get a pinch of the food, but at least our guests enjoyed, right? :/ LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8upgDYSAkI/AAAAAAAACmM/ngvf44VNmAY/s1600/cocktail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461645341244916290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8upgDYSAkI/AAAAAAAACmM/ngvf44VNmAY/s400/cocktail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461645338694004002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8upf54GLSI/AAAAAAAACmE/eh_vl1fdX88/s400/cocktail2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461645333503594226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8upfmimzvI/AAAAAAAACl8/-nrWjxZD0Cg/s400/cocktail3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of us (the bridal party included) rushed outside to get some of our posed formal shots before we lost light. I don't think I've laughed so much in my LIFE! My friends seperately are hysterical but together...my goodness...a riot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember looking over at Mister. Mr and saying "I'm your wife, babe!" and he smiled and said "Yep, and I'm your husband!" and we giggled. The moment is one I'll always remember!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Up Next: Formal Shots &amp;amp; Reception&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-6311394329924887396?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/6311394329924887396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=6311394329924887396' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/6311394329924887396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/6311394329924887396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/04/wedding-recap-ceremony-pic-heavy.html' title='{Wedding Recap} The Ceremony (PIC HEAVY)'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8uucyRE0VI/AAAAAAAACvU/VJtDvA2ZFiM/s72-c/guests.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-3785200741924602114</id><published>2010-04-13T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T14:19:46.721-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recaps'/><title type='text'>Patience Young Grasshoppers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8TfersP3kI/AAAAAAAACl0/faukl7FHmWU/s1600/grasshopper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459734366497267266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8TfersP3kI/AAAAAAAACl0/faukl7FHmWU/s400/grasshopper.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The recaps are coming. {I swear!}. A load of wonderful things have been happening (new job, new ventures, lots of creativity &amp;amp; freelancing) and, well, let's just say I barely have time to think about having extra time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it's a good thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll come back sometime this week with the ceremony recap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Patience young grasshoppas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CIAO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E.M.T.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-3785200741924602114?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/3785200741924602114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=3785200741924602114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/3785200741924602114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/3785200741924602114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/04/recaps-are-coming.html' title='Patience Young Grasshoppers!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S8TfersP3kI/AAAAAAAACl0/faukl7FHmWU/s72-c/grasshopper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-7354857649464744548</id><published>2010-04-05T07:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T07:03:28.679-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><title type='text'>{Wedding Recap} Pre-Ceremony</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So as my girls &amp;amp; I loaded up things and prepared to head over to the venue (where I would get dressed), the guys were already there preparing to take their pre-ceremony formal photos. The thing with our venue was I continuously had to shuffle the guys around in my timeline so that we'd all avoid bumping into each other. So when we'd be in the "bridal suite", they'd be in the reception area or on the front porch. It was time consuming, but that timeline LITERALLY saved us tons of stress &amp;amp; worry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So the guys arrived to the venue and got ready for their formal photos! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;DH was seriously excited, right?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7nihV47aEI/AAAAAAAAClc/m9g0PypCN8I/s400/bestman1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456641485975545922" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Best Man "M" was tickled..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7nihhUcUyI/AAAAAAAAClk/WzMpSYAwb9w/s1600/bestman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7nihhUcUyI/AAAAAAAAClk/WzMpSYAwb9w/s400/bestman.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456641489043739426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FI made the genius decision-two nights before the wedding-to purchase Aviator sunglasses for all of his guys for pictures. It's one part of the planning I wont (and can't) take credit for. I LOVED how these shots came out with the sunglasses! So GQ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7nfYIrGmtI/AAAAAAAACks/nqaa6qVeuBI/s400/formal1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456638029274192594" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7nfYAs3s9I/AAAAAAAACkk/cEquLT_LMX0/s400/formal2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456638027134120914" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7nfXVm_VHI/AAAAAAAACkc/ipctSKG-UlY/s400/formal3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456638015566730354" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;By the time we arrived to the venue, the guys were finishing up and were placed in the reception area to sit &amp;amp; wait it out. Before I left the "bridal suite" to take my formal photos, the guys moved from the reception area to the "bridal suite" so they couldn't see us at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;As we arrived to the venue all of my girls really sprang into action &amp;amp; started unloading things super-quickly. So as I'm preparing to get dressed, BM "L" bursts in the door and has tears streaming down her face. No...seriously. Tears.Down.Her.Face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7nfXK3FWlI/AAAAAAAACkU/94dEaSCxRrA/s400/nettie_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456638012681443922" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My reaction? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was thinking (and saying out loud) "WTF is wrong?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7nfWlPTsYI/AAAAAAAACkM/74i-Pz7yazM/s400/nettie_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456638002582499714" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BM "L", who is an AVID reader of my blog, told me that she'd gone into the reception area and saw everything put together and just lost it. She kept saying "Everything is so beautiful. It's just so beautiful..." Most people think that no one cares about your wedding the way you do, my girls, family &amp;amp; friends were SUPER into my wedding as evidenced by BM "L". That will be one memory that will forever stick in my mind! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7nfDnEa31I/AAAAAAAACkE/0MvWiLxUa1A/s400/nettie_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456637676656189266" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luckily, my Make-up Artist Danielle was there to hook her back up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7nfDFJV7qI/AAAAAAAACj8/Bz7Q_zuhxfc/s400/nettie_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456637667550031522" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I only wanted my MOHs and my mom in the room with me dressing, so the rest of the girls primped in the bathroom &amp;amp; waited in the hallway until I was done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7nfCLVVK3I/AAAAAAAACjk/XpIB78g0oaU/s400/dress_5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456637652031056754" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7net2yfUdI/AAAAAAAACjc/IhB4SH5jYFY/s400/dress_6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456637302918828498" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7netkZ-_4I/AAAAAAAACjU/-Vq6cEyZycc/s400/dress_7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456637297984208770" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7ng24cXNuI/AAAAAAAAClM/le923fwVYNA/s400/pinme.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456639657004971746" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7nfC7c-tLI/AAAAAAAACj0/_iqZqmUSvJ0/s400/dress_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456637664948040882" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7nfCtkIsFI/AAAAAAAACjs/1D7M2f5-bGs/s400/dress_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456637661219958866" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;After I finished dressing, I headed to the restroom where every one of my girls was doing last minute touch-ups! Of course, I had to join in! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7netO-kKSI/AAAAAAAACjM/japFegKyEzg/s400/dress_8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456637292232059170" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'times new roman', serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;Then it was time to head out to take our formal photos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7neswmfjRI/AAAAAAAACjE/N7mxTRNUmGA/s400/formals_9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456637284078030098" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7nesUQPtyI/AAAAAAAACi8/gc6sXFMC198/s400/dress_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456637276468524834" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7neKYgq-JI/AAAAAAAACi0/jvLkG19CZek/s400/formals_12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456636693495609490" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7neJ1rJMYI/AAAAAAAACis/cy4oCgKhpzo/s400/formals_10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456636684144292226" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7neJhx3ZhI/AAAAAAAACik/JjC8pJEBxfE/s400/formals_7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456636678803777042" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7neJkwxE9I/AAAAAAAACic/rKQwDmxg0EU/s400/formals_6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456636679604474834" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7neJXXFujI/AAAAAAAACiU/77-upGHTOC8/s400/formals_5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456636676007115314" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;While we were photo'd the guys relaxed in the "bridal suite"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7nihOfDOXI/AAAAAAAAClU/0aeekoTYUrQ/s400/bestmen3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456641483987958130" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7nd6AigbUI/AAAAAAAACiM/9CjYOMcU1T0/s400/formals_11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456636412182949186" /&gt;&amp;amp; just like that our formal photos were done (I'll post more later, I'm being super lazy today). Here's the funny/aggravating part...as we were headed back to the "bridal suite" the guys were being ushered back to the reception area to sit &amp;amp; wait. As we rounded the corner to the back entrance of the "bridal suite" who do we see? None other than a group of DH's family members. I know, I know...I shouldn't care about them seeing me before the ceremony but I did. My girls were asking them to "MOVE!" at first and they stood still like Deers in headlights. So it got a little more aggressive to "Y'all gotta MOVE now!" but the people just stood still. Finally the coordinators came and wrangled them and moved them to their seats. It was SO funny because my MOHs both took off their pashmina scarves and held them over me (like the celebrities do when they don't want to be seen) and we tried scrambling to the suite. Sadly, by the time we got to the stairs the group of people were leaving &amp;amp; the scarves were flowing in the wind (and not on me)! Fun times, though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;We made it back into the suite safely and sat &amp;amp; waited...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7ng2EuhXNI/AAAAAAAACk8/Juy21bAKtYQ/s400/nme.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456639643122490578" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&amp;amp; Prayed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7nd5j3p_OI/AAAAAAAACh8/_uZL62l8X-M/s400/prayer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456636404487027938" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;The guys waited in the reception area for their cue. These clowns definitely had a good time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7nd5JWYJ9I/AAAAAAAACh0/oaDeIZTZuaU/s400/guys_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456636397368125394" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though my grandmother had still not arrived at 5:00pm, I was ready to start. I was getting super anxious and just wanted to stick to our schedule. DH, the Best Men and the pastor (my Uncle!!) waited on the side of the porch-out of view from our guests-while I stayed in the bridal suite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7nd4x8C5LI/AAAAAAAAChs/aGSLW143ZuA/s400/waited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456636391083664562" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7njDT-NIYI/AAAAAAAACls/latrEgbeeoU/s1600/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7njDT-NIYI/AAAAAAAACls/latrEgbeeoU/s400/me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456642069576360322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sorry for the boobage shot, clearly losing weight (unintentionally) a week before the wedding sucked!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I watched as my girls lined up and finally I heard their music...my daddy came back and sat with me and I couldn't sit still. The time was finally here. I was getting married. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;And all I could think was "Crap, I've got to pee &amp;amp; I know my daddy isn't going to hold my dress up!" LMAO! Needless to say, I ended up pacing the hallways until I heard someone say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It's time!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Up Next: The Ceremony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-7354857649464744548?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/7354857649464744548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=7354857649464744548' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/7354857649464744548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/7354857649464744548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/04/wedding-recap-pre-ceremony.html' title='{Wedding Recap} Pre-Ceremony'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7nihV47aEI/AAAAAAAAClc/m9g0PypCN8I/s72-c/bestman1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-4187983912470747199</id><published>2010-04-05T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T05:38:20.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary, Babe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One month ago I married the man God made for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It seems like yesterday we started dating and now I have his last name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So in honor of today, enjoy one of my favorite pictures from our wedding! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7nZLyJe1vI/AAAAAAAAChk/erNjvlq6efU/s1600/happy!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7nZLyJe1vI/AAAAAAAAChk/erNjvlq6efU/s400/happy!.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456631219999397618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-4187983912470747199?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/4187983912470747199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=4187983912470747199' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/4187983912470747199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/4187983912470747199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-anniversary-babe.html' title='Happy Anniversary, Babe!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7nZLyJe1vI/AAAAAAAAChk/erNjvlq6efU/s72-c/happy!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-6597670782902253499</id><published>2010-04-02T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T13:27:08.089-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='For Sale'/><title type='text'>Wedding Items For Sale!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've finally reached my breaking point! I want all of this wedding clutter out of my house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please help me {bats eyes}!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Visit my &lt;a href="http://weddingitems4u.weebly.com/"&gt;Wedding Items 4 U Site&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; see if anything catches your eye! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will be adding items daily!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weddingitems4u.weebly.com/"&gt;http://weddingitems4u.weebly.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-6597670782902253499?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/6597670782902253499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=6597670782902253499' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/6597670782902253499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/6597670782902253499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/04/wedding-items-for-sale.html' title='Wedding Items For Sale!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-2118056207775746339</id><published>2010-04-02T07:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T07:52:39.913-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><title type='text'>{Wedding Recap} Day of Guys Prep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, I was not in attendance while the guys got ready but from talking to DH...they had an absolute blast. He told me later that day that his cheeks were hurting from laughing so much. EVERY single one of his groomsmen and best men are nuts, so I knew he wasn't exaggerating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a quick recap w/ non-pro pictures of what they did that morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, the guys got ready:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X94RxLNmI/AAAAAAAACg8/UVPpP7W2fDI/s400/getready1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455545666913384034" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DH rub-a-dub-dubbed (don't ask, 'cause I don't know)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X94I_K1NI/AAAAAAAACg0/_2OuysuuoWM/s400/getready2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455545664556160210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Best Men got him right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X9qw_dtSI/AAAAAAAACgs/SUxy67yCrpQ/s400/getready3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455545434776646946" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; The guys sat around &amp;amp; waited...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X9qd8bXtI/AAAAAAAACgk/in9PGt_OdSE/s1600/getready4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X9qd8bXtI/AAAAAAAACgk/in9PGt_OdSE/s400/getready4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455545429663637202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now...let's pick up where we left off! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BM "L" headed over to the guys hotel to deliver DH his wedding day gifts from me. Yes, I said GIFTS (plural). It wasn't that I was trying to spend tons of money but I wanted to make sure DH received things he wanted but would never, ever splurge on for himself: authentic Ralph Lauren gear (not things you can get in the store!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I told BM "L" that there was a specific order everything had to go in (Type A) and I'm so glad she listened!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First, there was the card. I L-O-V-E-D the card I gave him &amp;amp; hoped he would too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X941XBo1I/AAAAAAAAChE/FXN1JxfQg4s/s400/nettie_gift.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455545676467381074" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X95EkyLjI/AAAAAAAAChM/9prjKK-0C18/s400/nettie_gift2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455545680551620146" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X9qKJnY7I/AAAAAAAACgc/Zw8iYDaN2ck/s400/gift1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455545424350241714" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep. I think he liked it. The front of the card was a picture of President &amp;amp; First Lady Obama dancing on the night of the Inauguration. I believe the front said something like "Together, we can change the world." Regardless what your political beliefs are, there's no denying how empowering &amp;amp; beautiful the President &amp;amp; The First Lady's relationship is. I loved how symbolic it was in so many ways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X94RxLNmI/AAAAAAAACg8/UVPpP7W2fDI/s1600/getready1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X9pmMB0lI/AAAAAAAACgM/nQgG9VArA6w/s400/gift3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455545414696686162" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X9fZpTm4I/AAAAAAAACgE/s_CpRJeqlts/s400/gift5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455545239531133826" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X94RxLNmI/AAAAAAAACg8/UVPpP7W2fDI/s1600/getready1.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a writer. Don't judge me on my long paragraph, yo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The funniest thing ever...my mestie (male bestie) "S" is a riot. He's one of the biggest DJs in our area and has appeared on BET's "Rap City" and is something like a big deal. With all of his accolades, you'd think he was some snooty guy. Pssshhh....anything but the truth. "S" was the clown of the entire day, from what I hear. He appointed himself as DH's personal "wipe-me-down" person (in case of tears or sweat). LMAO!  The guys all had bets on how long it'd take before DH cried...so they kept poking fun at him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;S saying: "Don't cry, Marv!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X9e5VWB_I/AAAAAAAACf8/taW6SZvLFHM/s400/gift6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455545230857471986" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After my mestie wiped his "tears" it was ready for gift #1. I wonder what it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X9en612qI/AAAAAAAACf0/kJVgW7hFTSw/s1600/gift7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X9en612qI/AAAAAAAACf0/kJVgW7hFTSw/s400/gift7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455545226182908578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somebody saw Ralph Lauren &amp;amp; had a moment (DH LOVES Ralph Lauren)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X9edQCOwI/AAAAAAAACfs/GE_wEXsNFRQ/s1600/gift8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X9edQCOwI/AAAAAAAACfs/GE_wEXsNFRQ/s400/gift8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455545223319010050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X9d5Vc2dI/AAAAAAAACfk/mCjP7l1EXjc/s400/gift9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455545213678049746" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mestie "S" acting as the "wipe-me-down" person. Gooooof balls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X-TjuDfUI/AAAAAAAAChc/hy6Sia4vLa4/s1600/sean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X-TjuDfUI/AAAAAAAAChc/hy6Sia4vLa4/s400/sean.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455546135588601154" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X9TCdvKzI/AAAAAAAACfc/kWhYkpDphOU/s400/gift10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455545027150162738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next it was time for gift #2. Wonder what it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X9SaFP_aI/AAAAAAAACfU/EV4Mjc6boQo/s1600/gift11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X9SaFP_aI/AAAAAAAACfU/EV4Mjc6boQo/s400/gift11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455545016310037922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think he liked it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X9SCZL0KI/AAAAAAAACfM/O7R6iuRjSyc/s1600/gift12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X9SCZL0KI/AAAAAAAACfM/O7R6iuRjSyc/s400/gift12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455545009951199394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like a kid in a candy store...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X9R9AniCI/AAAAAAAACfE/ipTAJSwDclQ/s1600/gift13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X9R9AniCI/AAAAAAAACfE/ipTAJSwDclQ/s400/gift13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455545008505980962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X9RdQFseI/AAAAAAAACe8/5D9Isd1YAOc/s400/gift14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455544999980937698" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it was time for the grand finale...gift #3. The Boudoir Pics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DH's facial expressions are priceless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X9AdweOAI/AAAAAAAACe0/B26jnmwRcqQ/s1600/gift16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X9AdweOAI/AAAAAAAACe0/B26jnmwRcqQ/s400/gift16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455544708058986498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X8_l_wzjI/AAAAAAAACes/68nQBh4bzlU/s400/gift17.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455544693090733618" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See that guy behind DH with his back turned? That's my brother. He told me later how awkward it was to be standing over DH while he looked at those pictures. Yep, that's why his back is turned. Hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X8_GeN3aI/AAAAAAAACek/N-iU74yTcc0/s1600/gift18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X8_GeN3aI/AAAAAAAACek/N-iU74yTcc0/s400/gift18.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455544684628532642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X8-6cHvKI/AAAAAAAACec/p_6H-1kCha0/s400/gift19.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455544681398516898" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X8-R9b6BI/AAAAAAAACeU/MNdWrtsm71g/s400/gift22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455544670532397074" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X8qEgwWHI/AAAAAAAACeM/YsulS1WU480/s400/gift_bpic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455544323325057138" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty safe to say DH liked all of his gifts. After the wedding he told me his favorite gift "by far" was the b-pics. Swwweeeeet! :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X8p1XxSwI/AAAAAAAACeE/VdrPCVWuxPs/s1600/gift_shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After they were done looking through gifts, DH and the guys posed for a few pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X8p1XxSwI/AAAAAAAACeE/VdrPCVWuxPs/s1600/gift_shoes.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X8p1XxSwI/AAAAAAAACeE/VdrPCVWuxPs/s1600/gift_shoes.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X95ebvUYI/AAAAAAAAChU/UclNbPg38Sc/s400/marv_ring.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455545687493005698" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X8piehIWI/AAAAAAAACd8/CjBj4RCGI2c/s400/marv_tee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455544314188865890" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DH and his three brothers. I love them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X8pAGmqAI/AAAAAAAACd0/I8NIGSbZqVk/s400/getready5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455544304961759234" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the guys...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X8oywmrlI/AAAAAAAACds/JYDseC9peAA/s1600/guys_hotel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X8oywmrlI/AAAAAAAACds/JYDseC9peAA/s400/guys_hotel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455544301379825234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then it was off to the venue. My timeline had the guys going to take their formal pictures first, so they had to scurry out there &amp;amp; get that done. While they were on their way to the venue, I was getting myself ready to make the trip out there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I could not wait to see my man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Up Next: Pre-Ceremony Formals&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-2118056207775746339?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/2118056207775746339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=2118056207775746339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/2118056207775746339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/2118056207775746339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/04/wedding-recap-day-of-guys-prep.html' title='{Wedding Recap} Day of Guys Prep'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7X94RxLNmI/AAAAAAAACg8/UVPpP7W2fDI/s72-c/getready1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-5075115499356360181</id><published>2010-03-30T07:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T07:28:06.413-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><title type='text'>{Wedding Recap} Girls Day of Prep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The morning of the wedding I woke up at 7AM and had breakfast with my parents. It was an added bonus that we could stumble out of bed-with slob, ugg boots and our PJs-and enjoy a very filling breakfast right in our own hotel. SCORE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After we finished eating mom &amp;amp; I raced to the venue to do some last minute straightening up (i.e. Type A personality crap that my soul thrives on). I shouldn't have enjoyed it but I honestly did enjoy chopping up lemons for my pre-ceremony drinks and dumping them in their containers. Mom saw it and said "That's so cute!" SCORE X 2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After we left the venue we headed over to Tasty Pastry Bakery (say that 3x fast, yo!) and picked up DH's groom cake. I refused to pay $30 to have someone deliver a cake 10 minutes away; since we had a huge fridge in our suite I decided to store it there before we left for the ceremony. It actually worked out perfect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My girls had call times starting at 8:00AM to start getting their make-up done and my MOHs were supervising it all (they rocked)! By the time I returned around 10:00AM 3 girls had already been done. A few minutes before I walked back into the suite I got an email from my videographer telling me that she wasn't sure if she'd be there the day of the wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes. The day of. HOURS before the start of my wedding.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took it like any Type-A bride would take it &amp;amp; started freaking out. All my planning, all my coordination &amp;amp; this is what it got me. The videographer, who had a sick son, was supposed be arriving in Tallahassee only hours later and she was still in Tampa (4 hours away) with a sick son. Back &amp;amp; forth calls &amp;amp; emails were exchanged and it did NOT get pretty...but after a few minutes I realized "God's got it" and stressing would get me nowhere. Still, I cringed on the inside realizing I wouldn't have my prized wedding video. The videographer offered to send a local videographer but I didn't know him or his work &amp;amp; was reluctant...but what did I have to lose? I put on a brave face &amp;amp; didn't even let my girls know there was an issue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My photographer, &lt;a href="http://www.coffeetablephotobook.com/"&gt;Ron Ranew&lt;/a&gt;, showed up early and starting taking detailed shots of our dresses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454253694555824082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7Fm1lrcn9I/AAAAAAAACak/gAPhsobkavY/s400/dress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454253699278611874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7Fm13RcpaI/AAAAAAAACas/1ydwi8uQL1g/s400/dress_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454255305921561634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7FoTYe-hCI/AAAAAAAACcs/Zi5rJ0Xf_5I/s400/shoes2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454255298810019778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7FoS9_c_8I/AAAAAAAACck/-yla6XxDau8/s400/shoes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454253717334759074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7Fm26iXlqI/AAAAAAAACa8/aZ-nS099hq8/s400/fg_dress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454253705945275330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7Fm2QG528I/AAAAAAAACa0/w5Ze91I-OuI/s400/girls_dress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so glad I'd purchased those "pretty" hangers. A $10 investment that was totally worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My DIY hoodie in effect! Woot! Woot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7IJ-liG5II/AAAAAAAACdk/JT2mOJ6sjn4/s1600/hoodie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7IJ-liG5II/AAAAAAAACdk/JT2mOJ6sjn4/s400/hoodie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454433069530801282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My make-up artist, Danielle, was-without a doubt-the BEST! She went above &amp;amp; beyond what any make-up artist would've done. She was genuinely involved in our wedding &amp;amp; did a fabulous job making my girls over! I was so glad Ron captured this time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454253089239700018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7FmSWs1kjI/AAAAAAAACac/iS2Sj7vdLQk/s400/brushes_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454254346971562050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7FnbkHewEI/AAAAAAAACbM/Tm_yAn3bP_c/s400/MU1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454254352539669154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7Fnb43BUqI/AAAAAAAACbU/XQO-iAx6s2M/s400/janay_makeup.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454254923524743538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7Fn9H8eIXI/AAAAAAAACb0/HDG278lNPdE/s400/nisheyes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some people enjoyed the make-up more than others...case in point? BM "L". She's a loon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454254356488138034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7FncHkaLTI/AAAAAAAACbc/3l17Iube2sU/s400/MU2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454254950293601074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7Fn-rqqezI/AAAAAAAACcU/ZNS0ZJEXJTU/s400/MU3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454255316113749522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7FoT-c-9hI/AAAAAAAACc0/uW_pjPPiDEI/s400/TASH_MOH1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FG Kendyll watched as everyone got dutied up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454253722801859042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7Fm3O506eI/AAAAAAAACbE/fBH7eS1ukDc/s400/kendyll.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had plenty (and I mean plenty) of bottles poppin'. I gave my girls these mini bottles of champagne in their BM gift bags &amp;amp; darn it if we didn't pop them immediately! They were delish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454253083627152162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7FmSBys4yI/AAAAAAAACaU/pv1c1M1t4lY/s400/bottles.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454253081130814226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7FmR4fhyxI/AAAAAAAACaE/vfcjInrLRu4/s400/GIRLS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454253073494969042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7FmRcDACtI/AAAAAAAACZ8/lnK2pm5Fdps/s400/group.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before I knew it, it was time to start on my hair. If there's one person I trust with my hair, it's my aunt Kaye. Nope, I didn't have a trial with her, we simply ran with it on the day of the wedding &amp;amp; my hair turned out better than I envisioned! Simplified Chic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454252334452886130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7Flma5oynI/AAAAAAAACZM/2Y-MsZXN9Vo/s400/hairmakeup.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454263328643877906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7FvmXdCDBI/AAAAAAAACdU/Bs4NPFmG9N8/s400/kaye.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454263323044182482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7FvmCl9edI/AAAAAAAACdM/ys2EFKpc9ns/s400/kaye2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454263320903193938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7Fvl6nglVI/AAAAAAAACdE/X-skMB1qRWg/s400/kaye3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454255294427290978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7FoStqh3WI/AAAAAAAACcc/GTG-s7Gq2hM/s400/POOTIE.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With BM "J" there's no telling what that face was about...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See that tattoo on my wrist? Yes, it's the only one I have and it's in honor of my deceased first-cousin Jamie (remember I did memory bouquet charms for him to be used on my bouquet?). My cousin and bridesmaid "N" is Jamie's sister &amp;amp; as my something "borrowed"' she gave me her necklace, with an engraved picture of her and Jamie on it, to wear on the wedding. The cool things is "N" wore this same necklace on her own wedding day (stuffed in her bra) so it was super sentimental. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454254938950331074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7Fn-BaN6sI/AAAAAAAACcM/VRD6QzXpfDw/s400/necklace.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454254938295079474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7Fn9-9_kjI/AAAAAAAACcE/vhs5mANbfSI/s400/i_do.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BM "L" got my Aunt Kaye to curl her hair as I rushed to shower. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454254929198554258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7Fn9dFNnJI/AAAAAAAACb8/Usq553OcoCg/s400/nettie_hair.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before I knew it all the girls were screaming that Best Man "M" was there with a gift for me. I threw my clothes back on and giddily rushed out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454252326017361458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7Fll7ec5jI/AAAAAAAACZE/Qi7oSjJQJLg/s400/melt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454252320329971122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7FllmSeNbI/AAAAAAAACY8/hSCHTmv4zhc/s400/melt3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454252316298551842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7FllXRToiI/AAAAAAAACY0/NqbuCtY1wuw/s400/melt4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's no telling what I asked him probably&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; "What's in here...boy?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I sat down as everyone gathered around and began reading the card. It was VERY emotional and touching &amp;amp; I def. got choked up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454252310159080370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7FllAZiu7I/AAAAAAAACYs/8VwES1QZ66A/s400/gift.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454252761680497570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7Fl_Scoy6I/AAAAAAAACZ0/-ujhwNy7SjE/s400/gift2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454252758775167426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7Fl_Hn8-cI/AAAAAAAACZs/Ii6jgvNvlQg/s400/card.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DH got me a two part gift. One was a glass filled with my favorite candy-Starburst-that had my new last initial on it. The second was a brand new digital camera! Sweeeeet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454252753647718066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7Fl-0heTrI/AAAAAAAACZk/3dEHMjDhxps/s400/gift4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454252747099540082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7Fl-cIRCnI/AAAAAAAACZc/PwYuYCJoSco/s400/gift5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Then it was time for a food run. BMs "L" and "F" were gracious enough to pick it up &amp;amp; MOH "T" picked up the tab! Wooo &amp;amp; the subs, chips &amp;amp; wine hit the S-P-O-T!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7IFFArtCyI/AAAAAAAACdc/VDjSztTUTdQ/s1600/foodrun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7IFFArtCyI/AAAAAAAACdc/VDjSztTUTdQ/s400/foodrun.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454427682339883810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, it was time for Danielle to work her magic on me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454251079518457954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7FkdX59EGI/AAAAAAAACX8/6pWTqMnpDv4/s400/EB_MU2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454251465391418690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7Fkz1ZPLUI/AAAAAAAACYc/GxqjCHSu-JE/s400/EB_MU.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454251471276704802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7Fk0LUZhCI/AAAAAAAACYk/QffysH19b_M/s400/EB_MU1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Make-up time didn't stop me from handling business via my trusty Blackberry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454251074895896674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7FkdGr2YGI/AAAAAAAACX0/2ycZr7_NMR8/s400/EB_MU3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454251457568550850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7FkzYQHr8I/AAAAAAAACYM/5-C7frZ7PwE/s400/momnme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I heart a squeal at the door and looked to see my mom tearing up &amp;amp; grinning widely! &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Who was that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454251064306011618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7FkcfPBjeI/AAAAAAAACXs/oz1cs1cyvI0/s400/AUNTIE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My {favorite} Auntie Sue!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454251055896716466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7Fkb_6F5LI/AAAAAAAACXk/WZtmf1uN5F8/s400/AUNTIE1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As our 2:30 pull out time approached to leave the hotel for the venue (where I would be getting dressed) my girls scurried off to get ready in their suites &amp;amp; BM "L" gathered all of DH's gifts and began her journey to his hotel (which was 2 seconds away-walking distance) to give them to him &amp;amp; get his reaction!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454255322117108066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7FoUU0S8WI/AAAAAAAACc8/w4mDL-5maKM/s400/NETTIE_GIFT.jpg" /&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me? Well...I was in the room with my make-up artist, my Blackberry, my thoughts &amp;amp; a glass of wine. Time was winding down and I was getting anxious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454251049117431762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7FkbmpyN9I/AAAAAAAACXc/ucbJNy4Cv2o/s400/EB_MU4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wondered to myself what DH and his guys had been up to and if he was feeling the same anxiousness as me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Up Next: Guys Day of Prep&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-5075115499356360181?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/5075115499356360181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=5075115499356360181' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/5075115499356360181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/5075115499356360181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/03/wedding-recap-girls-day-of-prep.html' title='{Wedding Recap} Girls Day of Prep'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S7Fm1lrcn9I/AAAAAAAACak/gAPhsobkavY/s72-c/dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-6968433699081153168</id><published>2010-03-26T08:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T08:01:49.870-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><title type='text'>{Wedding Recap} The Day Before...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How can I explain how much fun I had during our entire wedding weekend? Honestly, I don't think I can  put it into words. I had all of my best gals &amp;amp; guys there and some of the BEST laughter ever! The funny thing with my family/friends is we can make just about ANYTHING funny/fun/hysterical, so I knew we'd have a great time...I just didn't know how MUCH of a great time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our entire weekend-with the exception of the wedding day-I stressed for everyone to be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;C-H-I-L-L. What's the fun in everyone being gussied up (grandma's word, not mine) and feeling uncomfortable? So our rehearsal &amp;amp; rehearsal dinner were totally laid-back...just like us! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy the recap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The day before the wedding I scheduled a pampering session for me and my girls. Only 6 of them could make it, but we had a BLAST. The girls enjoyed pedicures (chocolate pedi's, at that!) and manicures while others got the trendy MINX nails!  The best part? Champagne/Wine/Mixed Drinks on the house! Yesssss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y73RSCdoI/AAAAAAAACU0/HVVwdYgp3ns/s400/Pedi.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452939807045088898" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wanna hear something funny? I had a job interview on the day before my wedding. YES! I sprinted from the nail salon to my job interview. I was one tired diva by the end of the day but with my girls screaming out "You'll do great" and "Good Luck!" I had all the energy I needed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After my interview, I called BM "L" and found out that they were at Forever 21 and there was a big sale going on so what do I do? I ran to the mall to join them and try on cutesy clothes! The rehearsal was due to start at 3pm and I had to also pick up our rentals at 2pm. I had time to spare and boy was it time well spent! I picked up the cutest little skirt that I can't wait to wear on date night with DH...but I digress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When all of us (read: my girls &amp;amp; I) arrived to the venue at 3:00, the guys were nowhere to be found.  So we did a LOT of this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6zBndsxQZI/AAAAAAAACW0/IAzZEf4RvOo/s1600/waitinggame.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6zBndsxQZI/AAAAAAAACW0/IAzZEf4RvOo/s1600/waitinggame.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6zBndsxQZI/AAAAAAAACW0/IAzZEf4RvOo/s400/waitinggame.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452946132570292626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To the guys: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Where are y'all?!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6zBnBR7NvI/AAAAAAAACWs/ndkG-woR-RI/s400/waitinggame2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452946124941506290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally...30 minutes AFTER we were supposed to start, people started arriving. I was NOT a happy camper with everyone being late but...eh...what can you do? I had my family/girls there to keep cracking jokes &amp;amp; keep my mind occupied. When people started rolling in, my coordinators immediately started the rehearsal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y73EGsT7I/AAAAAAAACUk/aFGUeJxwadY/s400/lilbronlaw.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452939803507838898" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-size:small;"&gt;I LOVE my little brother-in-law &amp;amp; was sooo happy to see him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Getting everyone in order wasn't too hard since I'd already decided who would be paired with whom...so everyone started their journey down the aisle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y_Ydfb0GI/AAAAAAAACWM/btBBWZqfixs/s1600/dukes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y_Ydfb0GI/AAAAAAAACWM/btBBWZqfixs/s400/dukes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452943675793068130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;My best-friend Jason &amp;amp; BM "E"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y_YAZZ3jI/AAAAAAAACWE/yl-8sstEJsc/s1600/faith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y_YAZZ3jI/AAAAAAAACWE/yl-8sstEJsc/s400/faith.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452943667983146546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-size:small;"&gt;BIL Javaris &amp;amp; BM "F"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y_Xqfr7iI/AAAAAAAACV8/ZTtq8izJUsU/s1600/nettie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y_Xqfr7iI/AAAAAAAACV8/ZTtq8izJUsU/s400/nettie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452943662103916066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-size:small;"&gt;My MESTIE Sean &amp;amp; BM "L"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y_XT9WQuI/AAAAAAAACV0/9Kef6lrqgec/s1600/pootie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y_XT9WQuI/AAAAAAAACV0/9Kef6lrqgec/s400/pootie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452943656054309602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-size:small;"&gt;My little BIL (standing in for Groomsman Xavier) &amp;amp; BM "J"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y_XPcZu8I/AAAAAAAACVs/7ePSva2_x7U/s400/tee_chole.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452943654842383298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-size:small;"&gt;My brother Council &amp;amp; BM "N"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y726yp4SI/AAAAAAAACUc/Ttjv4i_HWEQ/s400/supermoh.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452939801007874338" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;We called MOH "K" "Super MOH" all weekend. She was trying to hijack all the MOH responsibilities from MOH "T". LOL! Sooo cute!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6zABgPoucI/AAAAAAAACWc/3Iz9MlF0fos/s1600/nish.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6zABgPoucI/AAAAAAAACWc/3Iz9MlF0fos/s400/nish.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452944380906748354" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-size:small;"&gt;Super MOH "K" and Best-Man Melton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6zABY-yFRI/AAAAAAAACWU/_lryZn20Jvk/s400/tash.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452944378957010194" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MOH "T" and BIL/Best Man "E"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: normal;"&gt;While we rehearsed, the mothers practiced their parts in the ceremony. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y73tcm0PI/AAAAAAAACU8/mASXwJQimHg/s400/momspractice.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452939814605607154" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know some people (including my mother) think it's bad luck to have the bride walk during her rehearsal, but I don't really believe or participate in superstitions. Eh...just not my thing. So I actually walked down the aisle during my rehearsal...sue me! It was fun &amp;amp; really calmed my nerves on what to expect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y7Q93nRQI/AAAAAAAACUM/K5PS2FWckBI/s400/ebdad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452939148998952194" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yep, I was sticking my tongue out at DH. Hehehehe!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y7Que5wXI/AAAAAAAACUE/7Hygu1y2itE/s400/ebdad2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452939144868774258" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y73O3uF-I/AAAAAAAACUs/4Jz0bfj4O4Q/s400/us.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452939806397831138" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-size:small;"&gt;Our shades were that HOTNESS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y7QQzTkmI/AAAAAAAACT8/5VDJsM0C9dg/s400/fait.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452939136901288546" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;So were BM "F"'s!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;During the rehearsal-when they weren't needed-a couple of the bridal party members tossed around the football! My dad being a retired NFL player couldn't resist &amp;amp; neither could our Flower Girl, Kendyll &amp;amp; my godson/usher Tay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y7F-JFJaI/AAAAAAAACTk/2SeQAju2StM/s400/dad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452938960093652386" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y7RW4q2EI/AAAAAAAACUU/BZ1fpKgCY6I/s400/kendyll.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452939155714267202" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y7GLU9PMI/AAAAAAAACTs/iQlJBJSlElg/s400/tae2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452938963633126594" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few more candids from the rehearsal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y7FRyg-zI/AAAAAAAACTc/MBf75lcdVHw/s400/guys.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452938948187847474" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y7FNzEdOI/AAAAAAAACTU/94TJ7tsZkC4/s400/girls.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452938947116430562" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y-qXnGrRI/AAAAAAAACVk/swSZdoclw4s/s400/candids.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452942883940642066" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y-qHxoEVI/AAAAAAAACVc/Q47pTAm0hPc/s400/candids1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452942879689806162" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVE this shot!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y-p7LfPHI/AAAAAAAACVU/33AsXUHXzsQ/s400/group.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452942876308618354" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See that folder in my hand? Yes, it kept me UTTERLY and AMAZINGLY organized all weekend. It had just about every possible thing related to my wedding stuffed in it. Agendas? Yep. Itineraries? Yep. Vendor contact information? Yep. Receipts? Yep. Vows? You betcha. I was on top of everything because of that folder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y-pSVx6xI/AAAAAAAACVM/ugPoFW9wzqQ/s400/organizedeb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452942865345932050" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y-pENnD-I/AAAAAAAACVE/wSr3t0AQIU4/s1600/red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y-pENnD-I/AAAAAAAACVE/wSr3t0AQIU4/s400/red.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452942861553569762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y7E8Bo4oI/AAAAAAAACTM/e8d2JPwB1JU/s400/together.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452938942345699970" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the rehearsal my MOHs and Best Men stayed and helped us get the venue partially ready for tomorrow. We really just set up tables and helped out coordinators figure out where everything would go. The MOHs were ironing runners &amp;amp; tablecloths &amp;amp; the Best Men were using their muscles to set up tables! They were SUPERB &amp;amp; I couldn't have asked for a better team!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After setting things up we all rushed back to the hotel to get ready. The rehearsal dinner started at 7 and-Yep- it was ALREADY after 7 (and I hate being late). I was (again) not too happy that everyone was running late but everything ran according to schedule and worked out! Let's just say that visits to CVS were strictly prohibited by BM "L" because of BM "E". LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our rehearsal dinner was in a historic mansion and I loved all the antique detailing. My mother prepared a pasta bar-with crab shala, chicken alfredo, turkey marinara and beef marinara sauces to choose from-with garlic bread, salad and MIL brought a key lime cake from Atlanta. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I gave my girls their gifts &amp;amp; DH did the same to his guys! My girls LOVED their bags &amp;amp; I even caught them carrying them for the remainder of the weekend- how cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y62CGq36I/AAAAAAAACTE/UyeOA7qs5wA/s400/bags.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452938686279376802" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Super MOH "K" got teary-eyed!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y7QEOEu_I/AAAAAAAACT0/lWVtbNC0qI0/s1600/taeler.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y7QEOEu_I/AAAAAAAACT0/lWVtbNC0qI0/s1600/taeler.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y7QEOEu_I/AAAAAAAACT0/lWVtbNC0qI0/s400/taeler.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452939133523901426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cutie-Patootie Flower Girl Taeler was such a doll!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y61afn9nI/AAAAAAAACS8/DxLZrvwBDC0/s1600/momcry.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y61afn9nI/AAAAAAAACS8/DxLZrvwBDC0/s400/momcry.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452938675646625394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-size:small;"&gt;My mom cried when I gave her, her shirt and handkerchief!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y61FXPSdI/AAAAAAAACS0/PTjVY3Nd41I/s1600/dinn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y61FXPSdI/AAAAAAAACS0/PTjVY3Nd41I/s400/dinn.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452938669974309330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y60qm3LoI/AAAAAAAACSs/kuxcDAZJOyQ/s1600/tae.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y60qm3LoI/AAAAAAAACSs/kuxcDAZJOyQ/s400/tae.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452938662792081026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And yes...we ate good! Nope! I did not starve myself the night before! In hindsight I should've eaten more!!! Lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y60ZPdPoI/AAAAAAAACSk/ZiAoWXuxzlY/s1600/usdin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y60ZPdPoI/AAAAAAAACSk/ZiAoWXuxzlY/s400/usdin.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452938658130509442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the dinner was over DH and I parted ways; he started getting teary-eyed. This coming from the guy who said he would "definitely" not cry at the wedding. Riiight. It was emotional-in a way I can't explain-but I was more anxious than anything to get to the hotel and go to bed! As soon as we got to the hotel, I showered, watched a little TV, blogged and closed my eyes and prepared to dream about my wedding day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a dream!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Up Next: The Wedding Preparations!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-6968433699081153168?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/6968433699081153168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=6968433699081153168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/6968433699081153168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/6968433699081153168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/03/wedding-recap-day-before.html' title='{Wedding Recap} The Day Before...'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6y73RSCdoI/AAAAAAAACU0/HVVwdYgp3ns/s72-c/Pedi.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-7162366885119435559</id><published>2010-03-18T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T14:25:23.416-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><title type='text'>{Recap 1} Pre Pre Wedding Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, I finally decided to leave the cave and start my recaps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will start slow &amp;amp; then bombard you with thousands or pictures, mkay? Well...it started on Tuesday (2 days before the wedding). Mister Mr. and I moved everything from our "wedding room" into the living room. Whew. Talk about a freakin' workout. I also finished up some last minute tid-bits &amp;amp; made sure all of my DIY projects were lined up and in their appropriate bins (Type A, anyone) before retreating to bed. Luckily, I had taken off Wednesday because, honestly, I have no idea how I would've made it without having 2 days off before the wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wednesday morning I headed over to my hairdresser's to get my extensions installed. I'll tell you this I paid premium $$ for my extensions &amp;amp; was extremely happy with how natural it looked.  The one thing I didn't want to happen was my hair to look like "baby doll" hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Here I am shortly after leaving the salon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6KXRu6MklI/AAAAAAAACSc/aiAbpvMIKHo/s1600-h/freshhair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6KXRu6MklI/AAAAAAAACSc/aiAbpvMIKHo/s400/freshhair.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450084829977416274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Believe it or not, the few hours I spent in the salon was just the relaxation I needed because it seemed as soon as I left, everyone started calling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I rushed to our host hotels (we had 3) and dropped the OOT bags off to all of them. I was kind of sad to see them go but...like  proud parent...I had to let them go! LOL! Mister Mr. and I also checked into his hotel room and checked it out! We stayed at different hotels (though right next door) so it was nice to see where he'd be getting ready. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My MOH "K" came into town that afternoon &amp;amp; so I met up with her for a quick lunch-where we went over a few details &amp;amp; things that still needed to be done-and then ran to Sam's (for rehearsal dinner needs) and then to Party City where we met up with Mister Mr. and Best Man "M".  If you can believe it...it was DARK by that time and I was wondering where the {flip} the time had gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"K" and I headed back to the house while Mister Mr. and "M" tailed us. The guys did a trial run on the cupcake stand while we looked on and laughed! Finally, my parents came into town and MOH "K" and I had to rush to the other side of town to greet them. My mom and godson needed to go to Wal-Mart so we made the trip out there and aimlessly walked the aisles. Finally, I retreated back home to find Mister Mr. and "M" had successfully put together the cupcake stand and Mister Mr. was quietly sleep on the couch. *awwwww*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because I would be checking into the hotel the next afternoon-and would have a crap-load of things to do-I packed my suitcase up with my pre-wedding and wedding-day needs. I couldn't believe my day was right around the corner. I was SO geeked! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before I went to bed that night I said my prayers &amp;amp; closed my eyes; but I couldn't really sleep. I was too focused on tomorrow &amp;amp; Friday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Next Up: Pre-Wedding Day/Rehearsal&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-7162366885119435559?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/7162366885119435559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=7162366885119435559' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/7162366885119435559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/7162366885119435559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/03/recap-1-pre-pre-wedding-day.html' title='{Recap 1} Pre Pre Wedding Day...'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S6KXRu6MklI/AAAAAAAACSc/aiAbpvMIKHo/s72-c/freshhair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-4506832884252836601</id><published>2010-03-16T07:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T07:15:19.196-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeymoon'/><title type='text'>Back to life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S5-SRPNIFqI/AAAAAAAACSU/6NGEaNKwun4/s1600-h/beautiful-main-pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S5-SRPNIFqI/AAAAAAAACSU/6NGEaNKwun4/s400/beautiful-main-pool.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449234898978608802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S5-SQbRMYvI/AAAAAAAACSM/CXTY05RvuI0/s400/towel-art.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449234885037023986" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S5-SQBUDrJI/AAAAAAAACSE/hh6DVZy3p8M/s400/the-manor-band-these.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449234878069714066" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I miss Jamaica, Mon.  :(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-4506832884252836601?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/4506832884252836601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=4506832884252836601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/4506832884252836601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/4506832884252836601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/03/back-to-life.html' title='Back to life...'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S5-SRPNIFqI/AAAAAAAACSU/6NGEaNKwun4/s72-c/beautiful-main-pool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-2003474401701018939</id><published>2010-03-13T15:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T15:08:48.612-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><title type='text'>The PROS are in!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank the bridal gods for speedy/wonderful vendors...in this case photographers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't stress just how much I LOVED our photographer, &lt;a href="http://www.coffeetablephotobook.com/"&gt;Ron Ranew&lt;/a&gt;...he was on time (in fact, early), stayed until the very end and he captured just about every shot I'd wanted! Did I also mention that he was VERY, VERY reasonable (under $1k, yo!) , added on a 2nd shooter for us at no additional charge AND had all of our pros done within a WEEK?! I would highly recommend Ron to ANY bride who wants their day captured right! :) But...enough of that I'll be doing a FULL vendor review later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy I can finally start doing a proper recap...but in the meantime, enjoy these teasers! We had over 3000 pictures so...yeah, it'll take time to go through!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448255395736548514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S5wXapR7dKI/AAAAAAAACR8/1sEOO_IARfw/s400/dress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448255388596860914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S5wXaOrsd_I/AAAAAAAACR0/Ar-01aaOG48/s400/dress2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 453px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.coffeetablephotobook.com/thompson/images/051329041779.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448255383443823586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S5wXZ7fHW-I/AAAAAAAACRs/qS-OfH_QGwI/s400/marv_ring.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448255372269201330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S5wXZR24J7I/AAAAAAAACRk/ReCBCQ4x6Mg/s400/dad_eb.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CIAO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-2003474401701018939?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/2003474401701018939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=2003474401701018939' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/2003474401701018939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/2003474401701018939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/03/pros-are-in.html' title='The PROS are in!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S5wXapR7dKI/AAAAAAAACR8/1sEOO_IARfw/s72-c/dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-2053518310390977301</id><published>2010-03-10T18:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T18:50:59.553-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><title type='text'>{A LOT} more Non-Pros!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs486.snc3/26569_10150131148700548_554515547_11492995_5246601_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, Yes...we're on our honeymoon &amp;amp; I'm still blogging. Eh...blame technology! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My brothers-in-law &amp;amp; friends have all come through with some banging pictures &amp;amp; I just had to share! We should have our pictures by Saturday {can you believe the quick turn-around?!} so I'll post the Pros soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs486.snc3/26569_10150131148700548_554515547_11492995_5246601_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 568px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 469px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs486.snc3/26569_10150131148700548_554515547_11492995_5246601_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My hubby &amp;amp; his guys! :) Don't they look great?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 533px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 438px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs498.ash1/27198_617012699891_45003254_33927390_6831118_n.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My unbelievable bouquet...courtesy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www,poshstemsco.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Posh Stems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. By far, they were my favorite &amp;amp; most hardworking vendors. They served as my florist &amp;amp; coordinators (although they don't coordinate on a regular basis due to their focus being on the floral side) and they were PHENOMENAL! I gave the owners, Tashi &amp;amp; Tangy free reign over the bouquet...as long as it was full &amp;amp; white! I loved it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs498.snc3/27198_617012734821_45003254_33927396_3733709_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 569px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 457px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs498.snc3/27198_617012734821_45003254_33927396_3733709_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The seating chart that kept me up MANY 'a night!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs450.snc3/25787_1340763593888_1075131043_31031166_2334618_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 604px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 453px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs450.snc3/25787_1340763593888_1075131043_31031166_2334618_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our high centerpieces...LOVED them! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs470.snc3/25787_1340772514111_1075131043_31031216_4171152_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 453px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 604px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs470.snc3/25787_1340772514111_1075131043_31031216_4171152_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; our low centerpieces...a vision realized! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 502px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 402px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs450.snc3/25787_1340754953672_1075131043_31031102_6187225_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My youngest brother-in-law walking guests in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs470.ash1/25787_1340759913796_1075131043_31031139_94034_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 447px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 389px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs470.ash1/25787_1340759913796_1075131043_31031139_94034_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My girls...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 581px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 463px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs486.snc3/26569_10150131224490548_554515547_11493709_6629627_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My daddy &amp;amp; I walking out...I think I was watching my feet so I wouldn't trip &amp;amp; my daddy was asking a question! Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 528px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 720px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs498.snc3/27198_617018997271_45003254_33927448_4252808_n.jpg" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My daddy &amp;amp; I again...believe it or not I didn't cry like a baby...it was more of a "holding back of tears". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 528px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 720px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs518.snc3/27198_617024915411_45003254_33927558_526678_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being introduced as Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's all for now, folks...hold tight; there's more where that came from! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As the Jamaicans say (where we're honeymooning) yah, mon...no worries!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-2053518310390977301?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/2053518310390977301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=2053518310390977301' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/2053518310390977301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/2053518310390977301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/03/lot-more-non-pros.html' title='{A LOT} more Non-Pros!!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-1328944943272666844</id><published>2010-03-07T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T16:38:05.491-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><title type='text'>A few {NON-PRO} teasers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a little something to tide us all over...thanks to my Black Butterfly Bridesmaid, "L" for coming through with pics so quickly!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S5RGVVxy19I/AAAAAAAACRc/QVXMQ7b__-M/s1600-h/ebonee_wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446055181834966994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S5RGVVxy19I/AAAAAAAACRc/QVXMQ7b__-M/s400/ebonee_wedding.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446055176816498658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S5RGVDFTF-I/AAAAAAAACRU/oEsKAnVsFeU/s400/ebonee_wedding4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446055175098611138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S5RGU8ruNcI/AAAAAAAACRM/eGiUfB6QL0E/s400/ebonee_wedding5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446055171151995362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S5RGUt-xoeI/AAAAAAAACRE/wx2lbXk17CY/s400/ebonee_wedding3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446055165200147330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S5RGUXzvo4I/AAAAAAAACQ8/vVJz8Z5ldT8/s400/ebonee_wedding2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CIAO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mrs. Thompson {EEEEHHH!!!}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-1328944943272666844?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/1328944943272666844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=1328944943272666844' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/1328944943272666844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/1328944943272666844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/03/few-non-pro-teasers.html' title='A few {NON-PRO} teasers...'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S5RGVVxy19I/AAAAAAAACRc/QVXMQ7b__-M/s72-c/ebonee_wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-5168873345274167982</id><published>2010-03-07T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T08:58:20.105-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='married'/><title type='text'>This is a bride in the aftermath...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.healthy-bride.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/sleeping-bride-1024x682.jpg" /&gt;I'm MARRIED &amp;amp; officially Mrs. Thompson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WOOOO-HOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now excuse me while I become aquainted with my pillow. I'm SO exhausted but extremely blessed to have as many family &amp;amp; friends as I do here surrounding me and my husband {!!!!}!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short...we had a BEAUTIFUL, UNBELIEVABLY PERFECT day &amp;amp; I couldn't have asked for more. Ladies...stay true to your vision &amp;amp; your budget and anything is possible. My wedding was WELL under $10K but I was told by practically every guest that it was one of THE best weddings they'd ever attended because it had our stamp &amp;amp; originality on it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mister Mr. says "Hello" to everyone :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back shortly with a recap and plenty of pictures!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ciao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ebonee Thompson {!!!}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-5168873345274167982?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/5168873345274167982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=5168873345274167982' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/5168873345274167982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/5168873345274167982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-bride-in-aftermath.html' title='This is a bride in the aftermath...'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-5848062709744291888</id><published>2010-03-04T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T21:34:12.294-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown'/><title type='text'>TODAY IS MY WEDDING DAY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moderndomesticdiva.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/movie_countdown-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 454px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 363px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.moderndomesticdiva.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/movie_countdown-0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you believe it? Seriously? We began planning for our wedding 17 months, a lay-off, various drama &amp;amp; countless tears ago. But through God, faith, prayer &amp;amp; support we're here...I'm sitting in my hotel room anxiously awaiting for the sun to come up so I can begin the festivities! We are going to PAAAAARRRRRTTTAAAAY! I'm so excited for our guests to see the blood, sweat and tears of our personalized (anti-cookie-cutter) wedding! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can I just tell you all how absolutely fabulous {most of} my bridal party has been? And Tangy &amp;amp; Tashi at Posh Stems? I am beyond blessed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The videographer &amp;amp; photographer will begin shooting in the morning, the make-up artist will be here extra early and the caterer will be on-site tomorrow morning/afternoon as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*sigh* I need to force myself to sleep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Think happy thoughts gals! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll be a Mrs. next time you read a blog!!! Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Night, night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CIAO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-5848062709744291888?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/5848062709744291888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=5848062709744291888' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/5848062709744291888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/5848062709744291888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-is-my-wedding-day.html' title='TODAY IS MY WEDDING DAY!!!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-3459416862448350730</id><published>2010-03-01T13:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T13:06:48.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG! Free Beer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm SO geeked!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;FI and I were planning on getting a keg for the wedding-easy to use &amp;amp; our bartender is great with them, plus it's cheap. FI planned on picking one up Thursday evening and cooling it at our venue overnight. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fast-forward to today...my office recently had a swanky event where they over purchased beer. Today I walked into the executive assistants office to ask a question, where I spot the beer. Offhandedly I ask "What are y'all going to do with all that beer?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She says "Take it! Take it all, if you want it!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;WHAT?!!!! Seriously?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I have 3 boxes full of beer bottles waiting to go home and be used at our wedding. I'm not a big beer person so I've never tasted this kind but...hey...it's FREE! I've learned from some of my bride buddies that this beer is VERY expensive &amp;amp; a great score (SWWEEEET!)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the beer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/wedding_prod/photos/a51ca99152376810898b4a33189f9418_s" alt="" width="350" height="350" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/wedding_prod/photos/da1b3cc3527afa6dea98d67246512bfc_s" alt="" width="300" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's one LESS expense!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AMAZING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-3459416862448350730?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/3459416862448350730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=3459416862448350730' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/3459416862448350730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/3459416862448350730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/03/omg-free-beer.html' title='OMG! Free Beer!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-2309697099869057718</id><published>2010-02-26T12:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T12:32:09.914-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown'/><title type='text'>7 Days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hub.tv-ark.org.uk/images/itvsouth/meridian_images/programmes/7days21111993al.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://hub.tv-ark.org.uk/images/itvsouth/meridian_images/programmes/7days21111993al.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Until I'm a Mrs.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E.M. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-2309697099869057718?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/2309697099869057718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=2309697099869057718' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/2309697099869057718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/2309697099869057718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/02/7-days.html' title='7 Days!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-8222989008996874199</id><published>2010-02-24T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T11:30:00.695-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridemaids'/><title type='text'>Meet my Girls...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I don't think I've ever properly introduced you to my bridal party, have I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I'm sooooo rude! Now, I'd like to introduce you to my girls, my posse, my crew...my entourage!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;***Maids of Honor*** &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"K"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;K &amp;amp; I met in undergrad in college &amp;amp; became quick friends/sisters/BFFs! She is totally awesome at seeing the positive in everything &amp;amp; I love her innocent side...(notice I said side, right? Lol!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4VpN26Ru_I/AAAAAAAACQ0/IpZD-hUIlsk/s1600-h/Nish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 187px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4VpN26Ru_I/AAAAAAAACQ0/IpZD-hUIlsk/s400/Nish.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441871411546274802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"L"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;L &amp;amp; I met in high school (sophomore year, I believe) and we automatically clicked. L has been one of the most consistent friends I've had since high school &amp;amp; is an honorary member of my family. Yes, my parents call her their "daughter" as well. lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4VpNinZvBI/AAAAAAAACQs/YSlEPHCP7cY/s1600-h/Tash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4VpNinZvBI/AAAAAAAACQs/YSlEPHCP7cY/s400/Tash.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441871406098398226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;***Bridesmaids*** &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"L"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bridesmaid "L" and I met through our community service organization; while we weren't immediate sister-girls, a few years later our paths crossed &amp;amp; everything just fell into place. She is my realist &amp;amp; my dose of hysterical laughter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4VpNbOFOxI/AAAAAAAACQk/BupIUVvgNCY/s1600-h/nettie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4VpNbOFOxI/AAAAAAAACQk/BupIUVvgNCY/s400/nettie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441871404113148690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"N"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"N" is my older cousin, who I always looked up to. Growing up she had the cool car, clothes &amp;amp; boyfriends &amp;amp; I totally wanted to be her when I grew up! Now she's a wonderful educator, wife &amp;amp; mother!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4VpM6LBT3I/AAAAAAAACQc/9GbOa_lDysM/s1600-h/chole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 207px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4VpM6LBT3I/AAAAAAAACQc/9GbOa_lDysM/s400/chole.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441871395241938802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"F"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"F" and I met through MOH "K". Initially, we were only friends because of "K", but pretty soon I began to see how "down" she was for all of her friends &amp;amp; what an awesome woman she was! "F" will always give it to you "straight w/ no chaser"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4VpMhNiFoI/AAAAAAAACQU/_CnHCAxT4DI/s400/Faith.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441871388541589122" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"J"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I met "J" when she auditioned to be on a radio station I was managing. She had spunk, sarcasm &amp;amp; was very loyal...all three of those things allowed us to click. We've gone through our rough patches but she's always stayed loyal to our friendship!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 187px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4Vovq5MVZI/AAAAAAAACPM/3WoG-9zt7FM/s400/JaNay.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441870892924425618" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"E"- &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Growing up, you couldn't see me without her or her without me. We were THAT inseparable. Seriously. She's a very laid-back, funny young woman with dreams bigger than you can imagine. She is a dancer, actress, singer, model...everything- she's going to conquer it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 167px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4VovfKB7yI/AAAAAAAACPE/pt09FWW30_s/s400/Dukes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441870889773821730" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;***Flower Girls***&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kendyll-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My baby cousin (bridesmaid "N" is her mother) whom I adore &amp;amp; love dearly. She actually thinks she's marrying Mister Mr., so interesting times are definitely to be had!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 187px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4VowEpRMxI/AAAAAAAACPc/YxoJ7d4ho64/s400/Kendyll.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441870899836957458" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Taeler-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mister Mr.s baby cousin, who is a riot! I had a chance to spend time with her a few months ago and fell in LOVE! She is a hoot &amp;amp; and I can't wait to see her and Kendyll in action!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4Vov7j2cEI/AAAAAAAACPU/YsemYMIFSDM/s400/Taeler.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441870897398313026" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;b&gt;Hostess***&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"A"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"A" and I became friends after she started dating my BFF, Jason (he's a groomsman). Initially I didn't like her...even though I had never met her! Lol! She and I finally realized that we both love Jason &amp;amp; had to be civilized for him. That led to a very, very close friendship that I wouldn't trade for ANYTHING. I am so glad to made a great friend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4VowosPLZI/AAAAAAAACPk/9hvV7biL_Hw/s400/Angela.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441870909513084306" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So there's my gals...Can't wait to share a recap with pictures of them in their dresses! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-8222989008996874199?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/8222989008996874199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=8222989008996874199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/8222989008996874199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/8222989008996874199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/02/meet-my-girls.html' title='Meet my Girls...'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4VpN26Ru_I/AAAAAAAACQ0/IpZD-hUIlsk/s72-c/Nish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-2230921404999112350</id><published>2010-02-24T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T09:29:00.947-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><title type='text'>Dude, Wear my shirt...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got the *bright* idea a few months ago to get the ladies in my bridal party shirts to wear on the day of the wedding, while everyone is getting ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wasn't going to pay $10, $15 or $20+ for 1 shirt. No way, jose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love my girls, but I love my sanity a *tad* bit more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I set out to find some iron-on graphics that was perfect for each gal. I got them in earlier this week &amp;amp; immediately got to ironing! Fun stuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;{side note: I don't think I'll ever be able to thank "Friends", "The Office" and 'The Game" for keeping me company during countless DIY projects!}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are the finished shirts: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Bridal Party...yep, Imma rockstar!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4VQaHquNDI/AAAAAAAACO8/EkKOZVuBajw/s400/IMG00139-20100224-0749.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441844134412170290" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think I've ever introduced you to my lovely, sweetie-pie, {favorite person} hostess, "A", have I? Well, feast your eyes on this beauty! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 401px; height: 604px;" src="http://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/l_a5db1efcc8a30a263e5e135467841a71.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;{Side story: I LOVE "A". She &amp;amp; I started out on bad terms &amp;amp; quickly became great girlfriends...}&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;Here's her shirt: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4VQZ-8OCOI/AAAAAAAACO0/ylEo5bKJKfg/s1600-h/IMG00141-20100224-0750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4VQZ-8OCOI/AAAAAAAACO0/ylEo5bKJKfg/s400/IMG00141-20100224-0750.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441844132069640418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the mothers: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4VQZYd7qAI/AAAAAAAACOs/HFXKeqwY9k0/s1600-h/IMG00142-20100224-0750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4VQZYd7qAI/AAAAAAAACOs/HFXKeqwY9k0/s400/IMG00142-20100224-0750.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441844121742059522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the smallest divas of the day: the flower girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4VQZAMezeI/AAAAAAAACOk/jTu6eTQsKcw/s1600-h/IMG00140-20100224-0750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4VQZAMezeI/AAAAAAAACOk/jTu6eTQsKcw/s400/IMG00140-20100224-0750.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441844115226414562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to include their shirts inside of their gift bags...and I can't wait to see them with them on! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The best part of it all? For everything I spent well under $30.00 (for 12 shirts &amp;amp; iron-ons). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-2230921404999112350?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/2230921404999112350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=2230921404999112350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/2230921404999112350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/2230921404999112350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/02/dude-wear-my-shirt.html' title='Dude, Wear my shirt...'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4VQaHquNDI/AAAAAAAACO8/EkKOZVuBajw/s72-c/IMG00139-20100224-0749.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-4931936019342557162</id><published>2010-02-24T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T06:33:00.607-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><title type='text'>Lemme see you toss it up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Petals, that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Mister Mr. and I having an outdoor wedding, the possibility of having petal toss cones had always been in the back of my mind. Why, oh why, couldn't it have stayed at the back or {at least} come to the front eh...3 months ago? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nevertheless, I buckled down and created 40 petal toss cones. My rationale behind the number? Well, there are men, children, women who don't like to throw petals and elderly who probably won't know what to do with them...so 40 felt like a safe number. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These were my inspiration: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://ep.yimg.com/ca/I/flyboynaturals_2094_132264212" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I refused to pay big $$$ for petal toss cones (in anyway) so buying expensive cardstock was a negative for me and paying someone to do what I can do myself was another-you got it-negative!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I do what I do best...I DIY'd them and found a way around the price-tag! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I started with a 10" pack of doilies from Michael's. They were out of 8" (what I would've preferred) so I settled on this.  These were $1.99 a pack for 10. I purchased 7 (in case I messed up). &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4UubIQYIiI/AAAAAAAACOM/SXY8VneUPxE/s1600-h/IMG00096-20100220-2100.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4UubIQYIiI/AAAAAAAACOM/SXY8VneUPxE/s1600-h/IMG00096-20100220-2100.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4UubIQYIiI/AAAAAAAACOM/SXY8VneUPxE/s400/IMG00096-20100220-2100.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441806768354632226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I laid a single doily out and folded it over. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4Uua-5HKjI/AAAAAAAACOE/6vtM5_-7W04/s1600-h/IMG00097-20100220-2101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4Uua-5HKjI/AAAAAAAACOE/6vtM5_-7W04/s400/IMG00097-20100220-2101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441806765841132082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Since I didn't want the bigger cones, I cut them down (you can always keep them bigger) by cutting the doily in half. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4UuameOW0I/AAAAAAAACN8/FgUAqkytMlo/s1600-h/IMG00098-20100220-2101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4UuameOW0I/AAAAAAAACN8/FgUAqkytMlo/s400/IMG00098-20100220-2101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441806759285906242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Then,  I rolled the doily up and closed the front part with a "Love" sticker I found on clearance at Michael's. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4UuaLLVYVI/AAAAAAAACN0/ETG0Wa0vaj0/s1600-h/IMG00101-20100220-2103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4UuaLLVYVI/AAAAAAAACN0/ETG0Wa0vaj0/s400/IMG00101-20100220-2103.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441806751958917458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;And voila! I have my petal toss cones!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4UuZ77DE7I/AAAAAAAACNs/JkvVtym-K_Q/s1600-h/IMG00105-20100220-2104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4UuZ77DE7I/AAAAAAAACNs/JkvVtym-K_Q/s400/IMG00105-20100220-2104.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441806747864077234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While I was in Michael's I also picked up some garden-like boxes they had on sale. I figured these would be really cute to house the petal toss cones &amp;amp; boy was I right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I spray painted the boxes black and created a sign. I love keeping the signs all consistent!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check it out: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4UuhO4Gs4I/AAAAAAAACOc/_lhPKw-fc1k/s1600-h/IMG00136-20100224-0748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4UuhO4Gs4I/AAAAAAAACOc/_lhPKw-fc1k/s400/IMG00136-20100224-0748.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441806873211089794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4UugzFu5SI/AAAAAAAACOU/ovEXEbhGDRo/s400/IMG00137-20100224-0748.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441806865752057122" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4UugzFu5SI/AAAAAAAACOU/ovEXEbhGDRo/s1600-h/IMG00137-20100224-0748.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4UugzFu5SI/AAAAAAAACOU/ovEXEbhGDRo/s1600-h/IMG00137-20100224-0748.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Overall I'm very pleased with this project &amp;amp; how easy it was! Besides the ease of it, the entire project cost me UNDER $20 (including the garden boxes, doilies, stickers. Everything else I had at home!)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have one more DIY {planned} project left. I'm hoping I don't see any more inspirations...lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are you having petal toss cones? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-4931936019342557162?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/4931936019342557162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=4931936019342557162' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/4931936019342557162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/4931936019342557162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/02/lemme-see-you-toss-it-up.html' title='Lemme see you toss it up...'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4UubIQYIiI/AAAAAAAACOM/SXY8VneUPxE/s72-c/IMG00096-20100220-2100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-739392786204070622</id><published>2010-02-24T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T05:46:08.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Licensed to Wed, Yo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4UtJhqA-6I/AAAAAAAACNk/pswxOuiCGx4/s1600-h/IMG00123-20100223-1143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4UtJhqA-6I/AAAAAAAACNk/pswxOuiCGx4/s400/IMG00123-20100223-1143.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441805366423780258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9 More days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9 More days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-739392786204070622?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/739392786204070622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=739392786204070622' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/739392786204070622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/739392786204070622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/02/were-licensed-to-wed-yo.html' title='We&apos;re Licensed to Wed, Yo!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4UtJhqA-6I/AAAAAAAACNk/pswxOuiCGx4/s72-c/IMG00123-20100223-1143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-8592355782217180647</id><published>2010-02-22T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T13:54:26.844-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transportation'/><title type='text'>Getaway Vehicle: Booked!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4L7_me4JEI/AAAAAAAACNc/0Uxp-AE705g/s1600-h/full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4L7_me4JEI/AAAAAAAACNc/0Uxp-AE705g/s400/full.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441188369897366594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, No...not the private plane...the Suburban. If I was baaalllliiin like that-to have a private plane as our getaway-would I reallllly not? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In order to conserve our budget we decided on a Black 2008 Suburban as our getaway vehicle versus the ULTRA expensive Rolls Royce. I think it looks really nice &amp;amp; reminds me of presidential vehicles! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Budget tip: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;If you're only looking to get a getaway vehicle, see about renting by the hour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By renting by the hour, we're able to have a nice getaway vehicle and stay under $115.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some people don't see the need in a getaway vehicle-heck, I was one of those people-but we wanted our ride to the hotel to be memorable and exciting &amp;amp; riding in a chauffeured vehicle is very out of the ordinary for us! We will have treated our guests to a great evening, why not treat ourselves to a great ride?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are you having a getaway vehicle? If so, what is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-8592355782217180647?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/8592355782217180647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=8592355782217180647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/8592355782217180647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/8592355782217180647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/02/getaway-vehicle-booked.html' title='Getaway Vehicle: Booked!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S4L7_me4JEI/AAAAAAAACNc/0Uxp-AE705g/s72-c/full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-4977393229560571208</id><published>2010-02-19T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T07:15:00.307-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OOT bags'/><title type='text'>A Glimpse inside our OOT bags!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Last night Mister Mr., Sophie &amp;amp; I finished up our OOT bags.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Yes, Sophie-my loving yorkie-poo-helped complete the daunting {hahaha} task.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I honestly love our OOT bags. It was a small labor of love, but I'm sure our guests will *love* them! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Check them out:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S36hbYIImXI/AAAAAAAACNM/J-a2VkVhi6c/s1600-h/IMG00068-20100218-2213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S36hbYIImXI/AAAAAAAACNM/J-a2VkVhi6c/s400/IMG00068-20100218-2213.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439962891615246706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inside each we had: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 packet T.G.I Friday's chips &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 Zephyrhills water bottles (made in FLA!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 packet of homemade Southern {virgin} brittle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 "Welcome to Tallahassee" brochure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 Tallahassee visitors guide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 welcome poem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I decided not to do custom water bottle labels for a few reasons: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#1 because Zephyrhills water is sourced in Florida (one of the springs is less than 30 min. away). What better way to show off one of Florida's greatest qualities than to actually &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;show it off?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#2 I didn't feel like making any labels. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*shrugs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S36hbLOLjgI/AAAAAAAACNE/ZYlIjOa-qws/s1600-h/IMG00070-20100218-2214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S36hbLOLjgI/AAAAAAAACNE/ZYlIjOa-qws/s400/IMG00070-20100218-2214.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439962888150945282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Our "Welcome to Tallahassee" label/bag closers. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S36hbDJFlbI/AAAAAAAACM8/W1_khT11GZ4/s1600-h/IMG00072-20100218-2215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S36hbDJFlbI/AAAAAAAACM8/W1_khT11GZ4/s400/IMG00072-20100218-2215.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439962885982098866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love, us!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S36hTLwZUXI/AAAAAAAACM0/YqPDGei93d8/s1600-h/IMG00073-20100218-2215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S36hTLwZUXI/AAAAAAAACM0/YqPDGei93d8/s400/IMG00073-20100218-2215.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439962750855500146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Our welcome poem!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S36hSJBsqSI/AAAAAAAACMc/w2yUZRWdsj8/s400/IMG00079-20100218-2217.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439962732942895394" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It reads: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;We've made a welcome bag, completely full of treats! We're both saying "&lt;b&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;hank &lt;b&gt;G&lt;/b&gt;od &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;t's &lt;b&gt;Friday &lt;/b&gt;(March 5th)" so enjoy some chips from one of our favorite restaurants: &lt;b&gt;T.G.I Friday's! &lt;/b&gt;If you're in the mood for something sweet, munch on homemade Southern virgin brittle (no nuts) for a treat. When your mouth gets dry and you need something to quench your thirst, reach for your bottles of water first! Lastly, be sure to venture out and see all that Tallahassee has &amp;amp; be sure to take your maps! It's just a small token full of love, hugs &amp;amp; kisses to thank you for the trip you've made to see the new Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Marvin &amp;amp; Ebonee"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S36hSxgCEGI/AAAAAAAACMs/3Sysc8ASDy8/s1600-h/IMG00074-20100218-2215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S36hSxgCEGI/AAAAAAAACMs/3Sysc8ASDy8/s400/IMG00074-20100218-2215.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439962743807545442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Our homemade Southern virgin brittle!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S36hSmGpxzI/AAAAAAAACMk/r1z_7B3j2gI/s1600-h/IMG00076-20100218-2216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S36hSmGpxzI/AAAAAAAACMk/r1z_7B3j2gI/s400/IMG00076-20100218-2216.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439962740748306226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep, yep...we made it! And guess what? It cost NEXT TO NOTHING &amp;amp; we made it in our microwave. Can I tell you how delicious it is?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll post the recipe later! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Miss Sophie posing with the bags after they're all closed up &amp;amp; ready to go to the guests!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S36hRg1nvwI/AAAAAAAACMU/KU4N3_PcYjY/s1600-h/IMG00084-20100218-2224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S36hRg1nvwI/AAAAAAAACMU/KU4N3_PcYjY/s400/IMG00084-20100218-2224.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439962722154823426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm very proud of the bags...because I've had people ask how much it costs to make OOT bags, I'll do my cost breakdown for everything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bags....$10.00 from Michael's (w/ a coupon)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brochure....$0 (made/printed at home)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tallahassee Visitors Guide.....$0 (FREEBIE!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brittle....$5.00 (for all ingredients)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bags for Brittle....$0 (had at home)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;T.G.I. Friday's Chips... $7.00 from Sam's Club (for 50)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Welcome to Tallahassee" labels/bag closers....$0.00 (made/printed at home)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Welcome" poem....$0.00 (made/printed at home)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grand total.......$22.00 (for all 40 bags)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think that's pretty {darn} good if I say so, myself! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-4977393229560571208?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/4977393229560571208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=4977393229560571208' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/4977393229560571208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/4977393229560571208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/02/glimpse-inside-our-oot-bags.html' title='A Glimpse inside our OOT bags!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S36hbYIImXI/AAAAAAAACNM/J-a2VkVhi6c/s72-c/IMG00068-20100218-2213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-7449158663520878280</id><published>2010-02-17T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T05:45:00.642-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BRIDAL SHOWER'/><title type='text'>A few pics from Shower #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course {as I mentioned yesterday} this was my office bridal shower. I had an absolute blast with the ladies and was so touched at their advice/wisdom AND their {lovely} gifts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check it out: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The layout of finger sandwiches, bean salad, chips &amp;amp; a cake! yummmy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S3vtmSKrtPI/AAAAAAAACMM/d_MeH-TakTc/s400/IMG00041-20100216-1134.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439202216947463410" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S3vtQHzFkZI/AAAAAAAACL0/L2IaKOa7zSo/s1600-h/IMG00046-20100216-1209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S3vtQHzFkZI/AAAAAAAACL0/L2IaKOa7zSo/s400/IMG00046-20100216-1209.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439201836207018386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;They served Red Velvet cake! OMG! My fave!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S3vtP59MjxI/AAAAAAAACLs/Dbqa2hy3bwE/s1600-h/IMG00045-20100216-1208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S3vtP59MjxI/AAAAAAAACLs/Dbqa2hy3bwE/s400/IMG00045-20100216-1208.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439201832491323154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And they made me wear a tiara (gag!) but I was glad they didn't have a veil for me to wear, so I wore it in stride!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S3vtPlsKC8I/AAAAAAAACLk/u00MwhYK7Wg/s1600-h/IMG00050-20100216-1243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S3vtPlsKC8I/AAAAAAAACLk/u00MwhYK7Wg/s400/IMG00050-20100216-1243.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439201827051146178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    I have not laughed so hard in a while! Some of the advice the ladies gave me was priceless:       For example, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"always pee after sex, you'll never get a bladder infection!" &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;LMAO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;They had delicious chutney and cheese, shrimp and cheese and mayo and cheese sandwiches, and a ridiculous bean salad that I couldn't stop munching on! But my favorite part? You guessed it...the wine! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sweet woman who hosted it will send me more pictures later...these were all taken from my trusty {new} BlackBerry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-7449158663520878280?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/7449158663520878280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=7449158663520878280' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/7449158663520878280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/7449158663520878280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/02/few-pics-from-shower-2.html' title='A few pics from Shower #2'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S3vtmSKrtPI/AAAAAAAACMM/d_MeH-TakTc/s72-c/IMG00041-20100216-1134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-3366865106754870681</id><published>2010-02-16T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T15:16:07.286-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='linen'/><title type='text'>Tablecloths: The Silent Frustration!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://brendlerentals.com/images/gallery/linens/large/AllShadesofTablecloths_LRG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 533px;" src="http://brendlerentals.com/images/gallery/linens/large/AllShadesofTablecloths_LRG.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tell you what...it's EASY to get confused when it comes to ordering linens for your wedding. Figuring out the size that's &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; just &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;right can drive any bride-to-be nutso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Well, a friend of mine passed this information on to me when I started researching linen information and, as I prepare to make one last linen purchase, I pulled it out and figured I'd share!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;{Note: The sizes reflect lengths that touch the ground (although some brides prefer shorter) to cover table legs.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;60" round table {8 people} - 120" round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;72" round table {10 people} - 132" round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;6 foot rectangular table - 90" x 132"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;8 foot rectangular table - 90"x 156"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;4 person low top or cafe table- 96" round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;high top or high boy - 120" round to touch the ground &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;132" round if you're planning on tying a bow in the middle like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 159px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S3smIfiaNrI/AAAAAAAACLU/CTSkNYF-YR4/s400/cocktail.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438982902326638258" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:small;"&gt;Hopefully this helps someone out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-3366865106754870681?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/3366865106754870681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=3366865106754870681' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/3366865106754870681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/3366865106754870681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/02/tablecloths-silent-frustration.html' title='Tablecloths: The Silent Frustration!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S3smIfiaNrI/AAAAAAAACLU/CTSkNYF-YR4/s72-c/cocktail.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-2057883790716239931</id><published>2010-02-16T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T05:37:49.998-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BRIDAL SHOWER'/><title type='text'>Today: Shower #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cache3.asset-cache.net/xc/50406116.jpg?v=1&amp;amp;c=IWSAsset&amp;amp;k=2&amp;amp;d=E41C9FE5C4AA0A147E5E93556723A49CACD3961B3D8CE8889BFC41CFC7E5D5A2B01E70F2B3269972"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 594px;" src="http://cache3.asset-cache.net/xc/50406116.jpg?v=1&amp;amp;c=IWSAsset&amp;amp;k=2&amp;amp;d=E41C9FE5C4AA0A147E5E93556723A49CACD3961B3D8CE8889BFC41CFC7E5D5A2B01E70F2B3269972" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this picture. I'm not sure why...but I think it's just &lt;i&gt;too&lt;/i&gt; darn cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is my shower #2, being thrown by the ladies in my office. How sweeeeet, right? Honestly, I wasn't expecting an office shower but it's definitely always fun to have cake &amp;amp; gifts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the kinder older women is "hosting" it, in our HUGE conference room and all of the ladies in the office are coming. Please ask me why I have butterflies in my tummy! I can stand being the center of attention among my close friends...but when it comes to work friends...well, I get a little "butterflies-in-the-tummy"-like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll let you know how it goes today! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-2057883790716239931?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/2057883790716239931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=2057883790716239931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/2057883790716239931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/2057883790716239931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-shower-2.html' title='Today: Shower #2'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-7738486814389850626</id><published>2010-02-15T10:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T10:37:33.854-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sale alert'/><title type='text'>{Sale Alert!} Haute Bride SAMPLE SALE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hautebride.com/sample_sale2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 493px; height: 658px;" src="http://www.hautebride.com/sample_sale2010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you stalk Haute Bride like I do...then you'll need to jump on this sale {like} NOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For those who are unfamiliar with a sample sale, it's where you receive deeply discounted rates on products that were featured in magazines, ads and even bridal shows. A vast majority of the things have been worn {lightly} but not damaged! They have prices as low as 75% off some items. Yep...I'm eyeing a bracelet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.cocktailbling.com/sale.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to visit the sale site!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-7738486814389850626?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/7738486814389850626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=7738486814389850626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/7738486814389850626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/7738486814389850626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/02/sale-alert-haute-bride-sample-sale.html' title='{Sale Alert!} Haute Bride SAMPLE SALE!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-7316892220278107900</id><published>2010-02-15T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T07:30:00.151-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding hair'/><title type='text'>My Wedding {Inspiration} Hair!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can picture it now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{&lt;i&gt;it's the day of the wedding and I'm running around trying to look calm amidst a flurry of questions and cameras flashing. I have a mountain of curls on top of my head and none of them have passed the memo to the other curl that they're supposed to be uniform. After 20 minutes of sweating profusely, the curls decided they'd much rather be frizz than curls and promptly unite to form a "Don King"-like do on top of my head. Due to timing, I'm forced to walk down the aisle with my best "come hither" face to Mister with my "Don King"-do scaring all of my guests away.}&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is that REALLY how I want my hair to be on the wedding? Heeeccck no. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because I {can} sweat a lot when nervous (thanks, Dad!), I've been searching for styles that would hold up IF {and I'm stressing the "If"} I started to sweat on the wedding day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My final decision? A cutie-pie look from recent newlywed  &lt;i&gt;The Game/Sister, Sister&lt;/i&gt; actress &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tia Mowry-Hardict.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check it out: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S3ldrtrUezI/AAAAAAAACLM/VozX3NDE0Fs/s400/weddinghair2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438481030603635506" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.weddingobsession.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/tiamowrywedding.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S3ldrY6Ia9I/AAAAAAAACLE/62SIkeP43PA/s400/weddinghair3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438481025028615122" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Look! She even wore a drop-veil like mine! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.nairaland.com/attachments/160183_tia_mowry4_jpg2513f1bd1485d432ed54931ab19df7e0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's simple &amp;amp; elegant and with the right earrings, it's *perfect*! Besides that, it looks like *me* (no, not Tia or Tamera....the hairstyle) and, above all else, I want to look like myself on the wedding {not like I'm playing dress-up}.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How are you wearing your hair on your wedding day? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-7316892220278107900?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/7316892220278107900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=7316892220278107900' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/7316892220278107900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/7316892220278107900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-wedding-inspiration-hair.html' title='My Wedding {Inspiration} Hair!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S3ldrtrUezI/AAAAAAAACLM/VozX3NDE0Fs/s72-c/weddinghair2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-6719946980677089176</id><published>2010-02-15T06:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T06:39:01.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAMU couple wins "dream" wedding...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I love my school! Congratulations to the happy couple!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vetNeNnya3c/S3d7j4CQgBI/AAAAAAAAB20/7yQzzF1SJbE/s400/Gabriel+Jasmine.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(85, 85, 68); line-height: 18px; font-family:tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;FAMU alumnus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Jasmine Harris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; and her fiancé &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gabriel Sheffield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, an Alabama A&amp;amp;M University graduate, are the winners of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Essence Magazine’s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; “Will You Marry Me?” contest for 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple met at an after work party. The two work in different divisions of Lockheed Martin’s Manasas Park, Virginia offices. They eventually became a couple and she soon accepted his engagement ring in front of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Essence Magazine’s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; cameras in Destin, Fla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Essence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, Jasmine and Gabriel “will receive a wedding gown from My Fair Wedding's David Tutera's own line, $10,000 dollars to spend on their dream wedding, cakes courtesy of Amazing Wedding Cakes, wedding consultations with Diann Valentine, and an amazing honeymoon in Maui!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;color:#555544;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;color:#555544;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;For those of you NOT familiar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Essence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;magazine is one of THE largest and most popular magazines geared towards African-Americans. This is a HUGE contest and I'm so glad to have assisted with getting a couple their "dream" wedding (clearly I voted!)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;color:#555544;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;color:#555544;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Thanks to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rattlernation.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Rattler Nation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; for the update! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;color:#555544;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;color:#555544;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;color:#555544;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-6719946980677089176?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/6719946980677089176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=6719946980677089176' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/6719946980677089176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/6719946980677089176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/02/famu-couple-wins-dream-wedding.html' title='FAMU couple wins &quot;dream&quot; wedding...'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vetNeNnya3c/S3d7j4CQgBI/AAAAAAAAB20/7yQzzF1SJbE/s72-c/Gabriel+Jasmine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-6683364717943819411</id><published>2010-02-11T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T09:14:21.573-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boudoir'/><title type='text'>B-pic {teasers)!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a little something to share with my girlies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are teasers from my b-pic session. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Sigh* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S3Q6NBCoVNI/AAAAAAAACK8/7lX27WBQi1M/s1600-h/Ebonee1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S3Q6NBCoVNI/AAAAAAAACK8/7lX27WBQi1M/s400/Ebonee1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437034645435208914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S3Q6MoEruwI/AAAAAAAACK0/rzdouwXRzUk/s1600-h/Ebonee6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S3Q6MoEruwI/AAAAAAAACK0/rzdouwXRzUk/s400/Ebonee6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437034638732933890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S3Q6MSDksuI/AAAAAAAACKs/rLDvSIiray8/s400/Ebonee7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437034632822698722" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S3Q6MOaFcmI/AAAAAAAACKk/g-emloGV8so/s400/Ebonee10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437034631843377762" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S3Q6LkzJBrI/AAAAAAAACKc/RSraneHgDGg/s400/Ebonee11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437034620674180786" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Special shout out to &lt;a href="http://www.studioheart.com/"&gt;Studio Heart Photography&lt;/a&gt; for their FANTASTIC work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;CIAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-6683364717943819411?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/6683364717943819411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=6683364717943819411' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/6683364717943819411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/6683364717943819411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/02/b-pic-teasers.html' title='B-pic {teasers)!!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S3Q6NBCoVNI/AAAAAAAACK8/7lX27WBQi1M/s72-c/Ebonee1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-1863073447156088555</id><published>2010-02-10T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T06:18:45.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>**100** Yo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2sLGIgrTcY/Std2iXgr_DI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/COcN8s0A1bQ/s400/100+followers.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2sLGIgrTcY/Std2iXgr_DI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/COcN8s0A1bQ/s400/100+followers.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shout out to all my ::faithful:: followers! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you know anything about me, while following this blog, my goal was NEVER to have a gang of followers and be ::in:: with the {cool} wedding kids! :) I started blogging simply out of necessity...I needed to remember the things I loved/liked/hated and blogging was the best way for me to do that. Whodathunk that months later I'd have 100 people following me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I {genuinely} appreciate you following my journey to the altar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. Thanks to Bridesmaid "L" for calling me {late} last night to tell me I'd reached 100 followers. I guess I actually have 101 followers, since she reads daily but doesn't subscribe, eh? *ehem*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-1863073447156088555?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/1863073447156088555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=1863073447156088555' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/1863073447156088555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/1863073447156088555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/02/100-yo.html' title='**100** Yo!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2sLGIgrTcY/Std2iXgr_DI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/COcN8s0A1bQ/s72-c/100+followers.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-3398736988049658560</id><published>2010-02-10T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T06:00:12.149-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><title type='text'>I'm here...*sigh*...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's Wednesday and it's my first post of the week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry guys...I could say "The dog ate my computer" or "I *totally* forgot" but the real reason for the slow posts is, well, I'm just cranking projects out EH-VER-EE-DAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*It gets hard out here for a bride-to-be*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Any who, yesterday I finally got around to purchasing some bags for our OOT guest bags. Yeah, I put that sucker off until the last minute. I decided it would be waaaay cheaper for me to throw a color scheme to the wind &amp;amp; just pick up inexpensive bags at Michael's and call it a day. So instead of trying to find the perfect shade of turquoise, black or white, I settled on all pastel colors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*shrugs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They were on sale (with my coupon) and were the perfect size. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bags below, posted by a &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2008/04/07/oot-bags/"&gt;Wedding Be&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2008/04/07/oot-bags/"&gt;e &lt;/a&gt;a while back are the EXACT bags I have!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://www-static.weddingbee.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/07/img-851.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've already designed the label that will close the bags, I just need to get my roota-toota up and print them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out what this bride packed in her OOT bags!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www-static.weddingbee.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/07/img-852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://www-static.weddingbee.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/07/img-852.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We'll stuff ours with: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pamphlets about Tallahassee and Florida (thank goodness I worked in tourism and can get my hands on soooo many!) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Individual bags of pretzels&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Southern peanut brittle from one of our favorite local shops &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Southern Comfort" coffee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;2 mini bottles of water&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, we're doing 1 per room (to cut costs) and will only make bags for people who have booked rooms at our host hotels. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going this weekend to purchase the water bottles and pretzels! I just cannot wait until these bad-boys are sealed like this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www-static.weddingbee.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/07/img-854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://www-static.weddingbee.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/07/img-854.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;Photos courtesy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2008/04/07/oot-bags/"&gt;Wedding Bee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Are you doing OOT bags? What are you putting in yours? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;CIAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-3398736988049658560?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/3398736988049658560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=3398736988049658560' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/3398736988049658560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/3398736988049658560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-heresigh.html' title='I&apos;m here...*sigh*...'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-5905169389573155168</id><published>2010-02-05T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T06:55:13.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words to live by...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_evOYQnECOcU/SbICqjs1CDI/AAAAAAAADPY/wdQJqDmHSbY/s320/inspirational+quotes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_evOYQnECOcU/SbICqjs1CDI/AAAAAAAADPY/wdQJqDmHSbY/s320/inspirational+quotes.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-5905169389573155168?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/5905169389573155168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=5905169389573155168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/5905169389573155168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/5905169389573155168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/02/words-to-live-by.html' title='Words to live by...'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_evOYQnECOcU/SbICqjs1CDI/AAAAAAAADPY/wdQJqDmHSbY/s72-c/inspirational+quotes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-3641898861575577720</id><published>2010-02-05T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T06:55:55.130-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='budget'/><title type='text'>Paid in Full {For the most part}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.yucatanliving.com/article-photos/checks-in-mexico/joe-writing-a-check.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 233px;" src="http://www.yucatanliving.com/article-photos/checks-in-mexico/joe-writing-a-check.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Our wedding is paid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Pagado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Paye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#551A8B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;支払われます. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Pagato. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;You get the picture, right? The wedding is P-A-I-D off! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Yesterday we paid off our florist/coordinator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Today our venue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Last month our photographer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Our DJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Our Bartender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Our Videographer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Our rehearsal dinner venue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Now...we still owe on elements of the wedding but NONE of them are vendors! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;I'm so excited I can't sit still! To think we went from freaking out about costs to being UNDER $400 left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt; (in rentals) is beyond a blessing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Just had to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.typophile.com/files/happy_dance_5055.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 194px;" src="http://www.typophile.com/files/happy_dance_5055.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Cue the Happy Dancing*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;CIAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-3641898861575577720?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/3641898861575577720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=3641898861575577720' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/3641898861575577720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/3641898861575577720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/02/paid-in-full-for-most-part.html' title='Paid in Full {For the most part}'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-76084681448365715</id><published>2010-02-05T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T06:30:00.199-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown'/><title type='text'>1 Month Countdown...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/uimages/sf/042909%20freak%20out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 474px; height: 503px;" src="http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/uimages/sf/042909%20freak%20out.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nope. It does NOT seems real that in 1 month exactly, I will be marrying my best-friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes. 1 {freaking} month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now I guess I should be following the sign above and freaking out but...honestly...I'm calm as all get-out. Why? I'm guessing it's because, well, I just don't feel like stressing out. I've done all the planning to the best of my ability and I think everything will fall in to place. Wait...don't think that I'm *done* planning or doing things, I'm just not AS on edge now. My mom &amp;amp; I have agreed that I need to get everything done by the end of February so I have nothing {at all} to do the week of the wedding; I like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So since I have 1 month until the big day here are my To-Do's left! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Work on seating chart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Finalize programs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Finish DIY sand ceremony frame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Clean up ceremony script&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Prepare favor bags&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Figure out grooms cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. Schedule Hair appointment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. Order extensions (!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. Print seating signs (Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. Order 5 Blue mason jars (!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;11. Re-string mason jars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;12. Wrap bridal party/flower girls/hostess/parents gifts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;13. Give music list to DJ/have final walk-thru with DJ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;14. Order sparklers (maybe?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;15. Have 2nd dress fitting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;16. Order get-away vehicle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;17. Order 2nd b-pic book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;18. Wrap Grooms gift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;19. Type up vows &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;20. Do "I Do" vow cards &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;21. GET MARRIED!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time has flown like no body's business and while I try to stay calm, amidst all these minor {and not so minor} stresses, I'm remembering to breathe in &amp;amp; breathe out! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-76084681448365715?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/76084681448365715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=76084681448365715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/76084681448365715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/76084681448365715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/02/1-month-countdown.html' title='1 Month Countdown...'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-4108146978510487207</id><published>2010-02-04T11:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T11:59:48.992-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BM gifts'/><title type='text'>Bag Lady...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I went home for lunch there was a {not so} mysterious package lurking on my door step (do you like how I set that up? Yeah, I've got skiiilllls. Lol!).  I {not so} gently tore it open &amp;amp; was soooooo geeked when I saw it was my bridal party personalized bags. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First...let me rewind...I had planned on DIY the bags myself and had even completed them; but when I went to wash the bags (as another bride told me I should) the bags were ruined. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah...seriously...ruined. I stared at the bags for about 30 minutes trying to figure how I could make the &lt;i&gt;shredded, unread-able, smeared ink&lt;/i&gt; look work with my gals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nah, I knew that was a no-go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was I mad? Sure. Upset? You bet {I was on the brink of tears after working my butt off on the O.G. bags}. But the next day I realized I either needed to re-DIY the bags or find someone who could do {affordably} do them for me. Keeping in mind that I have 7 girls in my party and a teeeny-tiny budget (in comparison to most) I knew finding something decent and affordable would be a task.  But...guess what? I found someone! {squeal}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://myworld.ebay.com/monogrammedbagsnmore/"&gt;Monogrammed Bags 'N More&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is an eBay seller that lets you pick your own colors, font and style aaaannnnd she's inexpensive as all get out. I definitely recommend her if you're in the market for inexpensive {yet chic} bags for your girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is one bag {all of the girls' bags are different}: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2sjvCmbc4I/AAAAAAAACKE/sgyCYeU0woo/s1600-h/IMG00307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2sjvCmbc4I/AAAAAAAACKE/sgyCYeU0woo/s400/IMG00307.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434476666411512706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2sju1gTX-I/AAAAAAAACJ8/ujEhRfl9ywQ/s1600-h/IMG00308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2sju1gTX-I/AAAAAAAACJ8/ujEhRfl9ywQ/s400/IMG00308.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434476662896156642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2sjuvQzEDI/AAAAAAAACJ0/cffRJ1plmfg/s1600-h/IMG00309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2sjuvQzEDI/AAAAAAAACJ0/cffRJ1plmfg/s400/IMG00309.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434476661220511794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And know what's cool? They're REALLY sturdy (something my cheap O.G. bags weren't) and very roomy. For all 7 bags I paid &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;UNDER&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; $50.00 (incl. shipping)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After pouring my blood {not really}, sweat {eh...not so much} and tears {ding! That's true} into the gifts for the girls, I hope they like/appreciate them! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://myworld.ebay.com/monogrammedbagsnmore/"&gt;Monogrammed Bags 'N More&lt;/a&gt; store to check out her awesome bags!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;CIAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-4108146978510487207?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/4108146978510487207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=4108146978510487207' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/4108146978510487207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/4108146978510487207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/02/bag-lady.html' title='Bag Lady...'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2sjvCmbc4I/AAAAAAAACKE/sgyCYeU0woo/s72-c/IMG00307.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-945980083438071971</id><published>2010-02-03T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T10:02:04.616-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeymoon'/><title type='text'>Everybody loves honeymoon shopping {HUH}!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah...that {HUH} didn't really translate when I went to type it. Believe me...I was singing the song loudly and then {womp, womp} it didn't have the BAM! effect I wanted! :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So with the wedding about a month out (on Friday it will officially be 28 days until the big day! Eek!) I've started getting all of my honeymoon attire together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*SIGH* I love honeymoon shopping. Seriously, I do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(*As a reminder...we will be spending 6 days in Ocho Rios, Jamaica in a Villa {with a Butler, at that} and I cannnnnoooot wait!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last week I purchased 4 summer maxi dresses, 1 baby doll short dress and 1 semi-dressy dress from Ross for a grand total of....{drum-roll} $70.00 Yeah, I rock. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take a look (of course, mine are in different colors): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 296px;" src="http://www.collegefashion.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/maxi-dresses.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I HAD to have some comfortable flat sandals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Ebay)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://shopaholica.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/mystique-sandals-for-maxi-dresses.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 490px; height: 508px; " src="http://shopaholica.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/mystique-sandals-for-maxi-dresses.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will probably only take 2-3 pairs of flat sandals, 1 pair of tennis shoes and 1 all-purpose heel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://secondcitystyle.typepad.com/.a/6a00d83451595d69e2011570d71209970c-800wi" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;And I couldn't go on my honeymoon without some *banging* swimsuits, right? And even though I'm curvy-licious, I don't think I should be confined to swimsuits that were designed to HIDE and NOT flatter me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;So here are my swimsuits I purchased this week: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Avenue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/wedding_prod/photos/f3416d643d23a0807b94a87edd55c62c_s"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 331px;" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/wedding_prod/photos/f3416d643d23a0807b94a87edd55c62c_s" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Old Navy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 345px;" src="http://oldnavy.gap.com/Asset_Archive/ONWeb/Assets/Product/715/715371/main/on715371-01p01v01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Old Navy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 270px;" src="http://oldnavy.gap.com/Asset_Archive/ONWeb/Assets/Product/741/741535/quick/on741535-00qlv01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the swimsuit that stole my heart...and my breath...and will steal my $$ on Friday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Monifc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 174px; height: 350px;" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/wedding_prod/photos/c92e292a452c89bc46e5a516899964ea_s" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have so much lingerie from home &amp;amp; the bridal shower...that I may buy a few pieces but I'm not dropping big dough on anything. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm VERY  pleased with my purchases and the deals I've found! I can't wait to wear all my outfits on the honeymoon! When {or If} I have a moment I'll take a picture of myself in everything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-945980083438071971?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/945980083438071971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=945980083438071971' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/945980083438071971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/945980083438071971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/02/everybody-loves-honeymoon-shopping-huh.html' title='Everybody loves honeymoon shopping {HUH}!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-8698201516391389357</id><published>2010-02-03T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T09:23:36.974-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rehearsal dress'/><title type='text'>Rehearsal Dress: PURCHASED!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After looking high &amp;amp; low...I've finally purchased my wedding rehearsal dress!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.redcatsusa.com/is/image/avenue/mc/0305_93387_mc_6143.jpg?wid=230&amp;amp;qlt=95&amp;amp;op_sharpen=1"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 331px;" src="http://media.redcatsusa.com/is/image/avenue/mc/0305_93387_mc_6143.jpg?wid=230&amp;amp;qlt=95&amp;amp;op_sharpen=1" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish the model would stand up straight but...nevermind...it's gorgeous &amp;amp; it was on clearance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can anyone say $40 miracle? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SCORE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-8698201516391389357?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/8698201516391389357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=8698201516391389357' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/8698201516391389357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/8698201516391389357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/02/rehearsal-dress-purchased.html' title='Rehearsal Dress: PURCHASED!!!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-378788355262014325</id><published>2010-02-02T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T13:30:00.127-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinks'/><title type='text'>Drink {In Style}!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know how excited I get when I *finally* purchase something I've had my eye on...yep! One of those days! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As you know I am having an outdoor wedding. In Florida. Yeah, bring on the thirst. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because of this {among other reasons} I decided to serve our guests lemonade &amp;amp; iced tea during the pre-ceremony hoopla. I will set up a table where cups, the drink dispensers with the lemonade &amp;amp; iced tea and probably some plain napkins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Up until a few weeks ago a former bride had promised me her Pottery Barn acrylic dispensers; however, that fell through and I quickly scrambled to find some replacement dispensers! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;::Enter Bed Bath &amp;amp; Beyond::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Using a 20% coupon and gift cards, I was able to get a dispenser that's normally &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;$32 (w/tax) a piece down to a mere $10.00 a piece. Now that's what I call savings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So in all...I spent $20.00 on TWO beautiful dispensers! I say when God removes someone/something out of the picture, he gives you something 10 times better! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, instead of borrowing someone else's dispenser, I have my OWN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are pictures of the dispenser!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2iR8TJNwII/AAAAAAAACJk/9PZdXn4MStk/s1600-h/drinkdis.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2iR8TJNwII/AAAAAAAACJk/9PZdXn4MStk/s400/drinkdis.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433753415539605634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2iR7-uiwLI/AAAAAAAACJc/t5G0aD1QojA/s400/drinkdis2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433753410059026610" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;And in the store...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2iRNwYI1AI/AAAAAAAACJM/1684CdMAvSg/s1600-h/IMG00296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2iRNwYI1AI/AAAAAAAACJM/1684CdMAvSg/s400/IMG00296.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433752615932974082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will make a cute sign to go around each to let people know what type of drink it is {as if they couldn't tell by looking- but still....details, details, details}!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I *love* them dearly and can't wait to use them for the wedding &amp;amp; beyond!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-378788355262014325?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/378788355262014325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=378788355262014325' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/378788355262014325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/378788355262014325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/02/drink-in-style.html' title='Drink {In Style}!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2iR8TJNwII/AAAAAAAACJk/9PZdXn4MStk/s72-c/drinkdis.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-7755984494259437210</id><published>2010-02-02T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T06:00:05.823-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='details'/><title type='text'>My Gocco napkins are IN!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My GOCCO napkins are in!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yipeeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I worked with {FABULOUS} ETSY seller &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/thepaperhat"&gt;The Paper Hat&lt;/a&gt; (Molly) and could not recommend her any higher. By far, she is one of the best sellers I've encountered on ETSY. Very attentive, she actually listens to what you want and will do whatever it takes to make you happy! I love sellers like this! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here they are! I decided on the black napkins with turquoise ink! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check them out: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2gn_IpttYI/AAAAAAAACJE/LJYVk6NRwyE/s400/IMG00299.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433636916030190978" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2gn-7tzBUI/AAAAAAAACI8/COFdyLIrrVY/s400/IMG00300.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433636912557655362" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2gn-6Wh_3I/AAAAAAAACI0/l-zvGKaygDg/s400/IMG00301.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433636912191635314" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2gn-iBhjII/AAAAAAAACIs/BeLjqGxiaxc/s400/IMG00302.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433636905661074562" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have 6 fun facts and 400 napkins! (Woot!) I don't want to spoil all of the fun facts (because, believe it or not some of my bridesmaids/MOHs/guests actually read this blog) so I've only given you 1!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mister Mr. and I adore these little gems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you're interested in Gocco napkins (or other Gocco items) and don't want to to bother with purchasing the machine {and ink and bulbs and...} then definitely visit &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/thepaperhat"&gt;The Paper Hat&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-7755984494259437210?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/7755984494259437210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=7755984494259437210' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/7755984494259437210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/7755984494259437210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-gocco-napkins-are-in.html' title='My Gocco napkins are IN!!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2gn_IpttYI/AAAAAAAACJE/LJYVk6NRwyE/s72-c/IMG00299.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-7205736172960946190</id><published>2010-02-01T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T06:00:03.521-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boudoir'/><title type='text'>Guess What I did?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I *finally* had my boudoir shoot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had been waiting on the right photographer, to have the right price at the right location. Late Friday night I received an email from a photographer to let me know they had 2 open slots in an upcoming boudoir marathon! I was SUPER geeked because the price was extremely low and reasonable, the photographers are one of my local *wish list* photographers and the hotel was one I had been stalking since it opened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So Sunday afternoon I headed over to my wedding make-up artist, Danielle, (who, by the way, has become a great friend) and had her make me up to look like a....wait for it...black barbie doll. When she was finished I looked AMAZING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2bZ7fbWWcI/AAAAAAAACIk/fKQaOGapkUc/s1600-h/IMG00291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2bZ7fbWWcI/AAAAAAAACIk/fKQaOGapkUc/s400/IMG00291.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433269616540801474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-size:x-small;"&gt;This was after my lipstick was clearly off... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I should be getting the pictures back next week and as soon as I do I'll share {some of} them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But to tide you over, let feast your eyes on the hotel I was privileged to shoot my boudoir pictures in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2bZ612R8TI/AAAAAAAACIc/VDZVwDlCD0s/s1600-h/Exterior_F_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2bZ612R8TI/AAAAAAAACIc/VDZVwDlCD0s/s400/Exterior_F_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433269605379469618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2bZ62AASDI/AAAAAAAACIU/jjFLakfdAXI/s400/Exterior_F_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433269605420255282" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2bZ6vYcWSI/AAAAAAAACIM/vstbxp10SoA/s400/Lobby_F_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433269603643709730" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2bZ6ew6LHI/AAAAAAAACIE/kiEWaA0P2Fk/s400/View+of+Bed+and+bathroom_j.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433269599182924914" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hotel Duval has only been opened a few months...so having the shoot done here was a DREAM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't wait to show a teaser or two {or three} off...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-7205736172960946190?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/7205736172960946190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=7205736172960946190' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/7205736172960946190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/7205736172960946190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/02/guess-what-i-did.html' title='Guess What I did?'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2bZ7fbWWcI/AAAAAAAACIk/fKQaOGapkUc/s72-c/IMG00291.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-8868605517900138635</id><published>2010-01-28T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T06:00:06.850-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><title type='text'>It's DIY-licious!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night, while Mister Mr. and I watched {more like cackled at} American Idol, I worked on a few small DIY projects. You know, as I watch a co-worker of mine prepare to get married (the day after me no-less), I'm thankful that I've had 17 months to plan and DIY versus 3 months for her. Whew! I'd probably be crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anywho, I worked on our flower girl bags! I LOVE them! I purchased them on clearance from 'Things Remembered" for $5.00 each (woot!) and purchased an iron-on letter for $1.00 (each). Grand total for each bag? $6.00! LOVE it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check it out:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2GQhpu-LlI/AAAAAAAACHU/GAfyDK7ekLg/s400/IMG00265.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431781533398478418" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, after I was finished ironing and things, I pulled out my glassine bags and started on our favor mock-ups. When FI and I talked we really didn't want anything too &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;too&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; big or over the top (seeing how we're having a cupcake tower, free food, wine &amp;amp; dancing) so I found a way to stay "cutesy" and on budget!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meet our {mini} favors:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2GSxDEIkpI/AAAAAAAACHs/Sdq4bzxSQ90/s1600-h/IMG00268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2GSxDEIkpI/AAAAAAAACHs/Sdq4bzxSQ90/s400/IMG00268.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431783996919419538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2GSwhA9cSI/AAAAAAAACHc/e2woBvuoz5w/s400/IMG00263.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431783987779301666" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2GSwx5Qs2I/AAAAAAAACHk/hEOV6EvStbE/s400/IMG00261.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431783992310412130" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, they fit in the palm of your hand, they're delicious aaaannnnnd cute! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bakery didn't have any {southern} sugar cookies, so I had to go for Chewy Chunky Raisin cookies. *hmph* Oh well, they were the perfect size AND the perfect price!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We will place one cookie at each place-setting (on top of their folded napkins) along with the photo-sharing cards! We're VERY, VERY excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What do you think? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-8868605517900138635?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/8868605517900138635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=8868605517900138635' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/8868605517900138635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/8868605517900138635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-diy-licious.html' title='It&apos;s DIY-licious!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S2GQhpu-LlI/AAAAAAAACHU/GAfyDK7ekLg/s72-c/IMG00265.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-9030648968152871023</id><published>2010-01-25T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T10:45:00.611-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><title type='text'>Great {Budget} Details...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been a busy little beaver this past weekend.  One of my BMs "L" was in town for her make-up trial with my {lovely} make-up artist, Danielle, and while she was here I decided to put her to work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday we started working on the "Tears of Joy" packets.  I'll be honest, I was NOT into doing "Tears of Joy" packets. I just felt "ugh, here's another project I don't NEED to do." But, alas, I did it and it rocked. Know what was better? The fact that it cost $5 for my entire &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Tears of Joy" packets project (see breakdown below)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take a look at our finished product: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S13bPHy3T9I/AAAAAAAACHE/Nw_v2S1VlRo/s1600-h/IMG00239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S13bPHy3T9I/AAAAAAAACHE/Nw_v2S1VlRo/s400/IMG00239.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430737778515595218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S13bO2Dk49I/AAAAAAAACG8/jDm19RgK2vQ/s400/IMG00240.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430737773753852882" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here they are in their comfortable basket home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S13bKo23aVI/AAAAAAAACG0/jCfiJK_7iLQ/s400/IMG00241.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430737701491403090" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And 'cause I love making signs {*sarcastic grin*} I made one for my "Tears of Joy" packets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S13bKTtznWI/AAAAAAAACGs/5VAnaXpp5m0/s400/IMG00242.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430737695816260962" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It reads: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Tears of Joy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tears of Laughter&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tears of Happily Ever After"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Corny...but it works! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S13bKGbz8LI/AAAAAAAACGk/LVASW2YgOEc/s400/IMG00243.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430737692251123890" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I finished working on our "reserved seating" signs for our parents! I love how they came out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S13bJ9yrbXI/AAAAAAAACGc/OiFe91tWd5Q/s400/IMG00245.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430737689931115890" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S13bJmkawlI/AAAAAAAACGU/ftsT2rIaGNw/s400/IMG00246.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430737683697287762" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mister Mr. said to give the fathers black ribbon so they would seem more "manly" and-surprisingly- I love the contrast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you believe my "Tears of Joy" packets only cost me $5 to make? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the cost breakdown: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Glassline bags.........already had at home (purchased 1000 for $12 a while ago)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tissue.............$2 (for 20 packs of tissue)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mailing labels.............$3.00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Grand Total........$5.00&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Great projects &amp;amp; even better to cross things off of my list! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-9030648968152871023?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/9030648968152871023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=9030648968152871023' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/9030648968152871023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/9030648968152871023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/01/great-budget-details.html' title='Great {Budget} Details...'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S13bPHy3T9I/AAAAAAAACHE/Nw_v2S1VlRo/s72-c/IMG00239.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-8284477164079503378</id><published>2010-01-22T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T12:40:49.181-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rehearsal dress'/><title type='text'>Rehearsal Dress Shopping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I never thought I'd say I was tired of shopping. Wellll....my thoughts were right! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our rehearsal dinner will be nice &amp;amp; elegant, while still being low-key &amp;amp; anti-froo-froo. That being said, it's kind of hard to walk into a store, give that description to the salesperson and come out with anything worthwhile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are a few choices for rehearsal dinner dresses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1n7lGzu7QI/AAAAAAAACGM/AjJcK0LR9HY/s1600-h/rehearsal7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1n7lGzu7QI/AAAAAAAACGM/AjJcK0LR9HY/s400/rehearsal7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429647440673172738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1n7ky-gNGI/AAAAAAAACGE/9KPlmLpeQ5Q/s400/rehearsal5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429647435349636194" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1n7kkfaMRI/AAAAAAAACF8/vxlkS6XarQw/s400/rehearsal6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429647431461122322" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1n7UMgGedI/AAAAAAAACF0/ULeTLPMx77E/s1600-h/rehearsal1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1n7UMgGedI/AAAAAAAACF0/ULeTLPMx77E/s400/rehearsal1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429647150143666642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1n7T_p6XJI/AAAAAAAACFs/A4B7WMgvmSc/s1600-h/rehearsal1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 377px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1n7T_p6XJI/AAAAAAAACFs/A4B7WMgvmSc/s400/rehearsal1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429647146695154834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1n7TxXrcrI/AAAAAAAACFk/e5uUQ_P-Y5A/s1600-h/rehearsal2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 165px; height: 350px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1n7TxXrcrI/AAAAAAAACFk/e5uUQ_P-Y5A/s400/rehearsal2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429647142860583602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1n7Tid6jEI/AAAAAAAACFc/WWPQ3khmUWc/s1600-h/rehearsal4.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 167px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1n7Tid6jEI/AAAAAAAACFc/WWPQ3khmUWc/s400/rehearsal4.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429647138860207170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1n7TV2LXVI/AAAAAAAACFU/oD4S6gpaHrM/s1600-h/rehearsal5.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 167px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1n7TV2LXVI/AAAAAAAACFU/oD4S6gpaHrM/s400/rehearsal5.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429647135472311634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you think?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-8284477164079503378?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/8284477164079503378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=8284477164079503378' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/8284477164079503378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/8284477164079503378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/01/rehearsal-dress-shopping.html' title='Rehearsal Dress Shopping!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1n7lGzu7QI/AAAAAAAACGM/AjJcK0LR9HY/s72-c/rehearsal7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-916826890992341443</id><published>2010-01-22T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T09:00:01.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cry because I'm happy (and anxious)...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feel free to judge me. {This is your one free pass}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thursdays are my *absolute* favorite day of the week. Why? Well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; * It's one day before Friday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* It's one day before Friday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*"The Office" comes on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hands-down, with no doubt in my mind, "The Office" is my favorite show on Earth. I've seen every episode, know every line &amp;amp; every, single {useless} facts about the characters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can watch &amp;amp; re-watch ANY episode and still feel like it's the first time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night I was having a "The Office" crave and decided to look up one of my favorite episodes, when Jim &amp;amp; Pam got married. I knew that they'd taken the concept from a real wedding, but I'd never seen the actual video...last night I did! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check it out:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4-94JhLEiN0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4-94JhLEiN0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And "The Office" version: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fX7iwwB9zQ4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fX7iwwB9zQ4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I *heart* John Krasinski. *le sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night I got emotional watching "The Office" version. Maybe it's because we're almost a month out, maybe it's because I'm anxious or...maybe it's just because I love that show?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feel free to judge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy a piece of my heart ("The Office")!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-916826890992341443?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/916826890992341443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=916826890992341443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/916826890992341443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/916826890992341443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-cry-because-im-happy-and-anxious.html' title='I cry because I&apos;m happy (and anxious)...'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-3846430919041547603</id><published>2010-01-22T08:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T08:34:30.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow is P.M.C. day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;P.M.C. meaning "Pre-Marital Counseling"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;(duh!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Mister Mr. are spending all afternoon tomorrow at a pre-marital counseling workshop! My uncle is marrying us and giving us pre-marital counseling as well, but this workshop seems like so much fun, too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1nSvx9cKtI/AAAAAAAACFM/XwG76CrBmk8/s1600-h/livethelife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 61px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1nSvx9cKtI/AAAAAAAACFM/XwG76CrBmk8/s400/livethelife.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429602544078564050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's called "Start Smart" and it's a local organization that puts it on. It's $25 per couple but you're fed breakfast AND lunch AND {wait for it} you receive a $31 discount off of your marriage license fees! Woot! Woot! There is a 50+ page booklet that each of us receives and-can you believe-Mister Mr. read his within a day of me giving it to him? LMAO! I have to read mine tonight! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We'll be getting the marriage license at the beginning of February, so we wanted to make sure we took advantage of the class and the discount!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've heard nothing but great things about the program from a few of my engaged/newly married friends in town, so I can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you're in Tallahassee and interested visit: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livethelife.org"&gt;www.livethelife.org &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CIAO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-3846430919041547603?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/3846430919041547603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=3846430919041547603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/3846430919041547603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/3846430919041547603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/01/tomorrow-is-pmc-day.html' title='Tomorrow is P.M.C. day!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1nSvx9cKtI/AAAAAAAACFM/XwG76CrBmk8/s72-c/livethelife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-8412478133174300164</id><published>2010-01-21T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T09:30:00.431-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><title type='text'>Tears of a Clown Pt. 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I received my handkerchief gifts, for my parents &amp;amp; Mister Mr.'s mother, in the mail last week! SO excited to show them off! (excuse the wedding DIY mess in the back)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I worked with seller&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/FrostyAugust"&gt; A Bit of Alexandria by Frosty August&lt;/a&gt; and was VERY pleased with her! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1iEf0VWpvI/AAAAAAAACFE/i-Q48DM8n_0/s1600-h/hankies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1iEf0VWpvI/AAAAAAAACFE/i-Q48DM8n_0/s400/hankies.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429235032954152690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My dad's says: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Daddy,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Today I become Marvin's wife but I will always be your little girl."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love, Ebonee 3.5.10&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1iEfv44jYI/AAAAAAAACE8/JySc1u6eaJY/s1600-h/hankies1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1iEfv44jYI/AAAAAAAACE8/JySc1u6eaJY/s400/hankies1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429235031760997762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;My mom's says: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Mom,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Today I'm a bride, tomorrow a wife, forever a daughter."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love, Ebonee 3.5.10&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1iEfSV3HLI/AAAAAAAACE0/zERyHSoikXE/s1600-h/hankies2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1iEfSV3HLI/AAAAAAAACE0/zERyHSoikXE/s400/hankies2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429235023829474482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;FMIL's says: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Mama V,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you for raising your son to be my prince charming."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love, Ebonee 3.5.10&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1iEfM4XXHI/AAAAAAAACEs/TC_ux9zT6Ik/s1600-h/Hankies3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1iEfM4XXHI/AAAAAAAACEs/TC_ux9zT6Ik/s400/Hankies3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429235022363581554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;addthis_url='&lt;data:post.url/&gt;'; addthis_title='&lt;data:post.title/&gt;'; addthis_pub='weddzilla';&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://s7.addthis.com/js/addthis_widget.php?v=12" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mister Mr. said I'm being a "suck-up" and then sighed as he said "Man...I've gotta step my gift-game up, huh?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Uh...duh!* Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait to share these with my parents and FMIL! I know they'll be big hits!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The best part? I got all 3 hankies for UNDER $20.00. Yep, I love bargains!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Visit &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/FrostyAugust"&gt;A Bit of Alexandria&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for handkerchiefs and other great presents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-8412478133174300164?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/8412478133174300164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=8412478133174300164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/8412478133174300164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/8412478133174300164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/01/tears-of-clown-pt-2.html' title='Tears of a Clown Pt. 2'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1iEf0VWpvI/AAAAAAAACFE/i-Q48DM8n_0/s72-c/hankies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-5239785673375772158</id><published>2010-01-21T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T08:38:33.279-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rehearsal dinner'/><title type='text'>We've booked: Our rehearsal dinner spot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh...it's love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meet the Brokaw-McDougall House, a Tallahassee historic building with plenty of southern charm and detail to last you a lifetime! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1htus5qgAI/AAAAAAAACEk/qar8HJ8Y-hc/s400/bROKAWQ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429209999889563650" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I LOVE historic buildings &amp;amp; the Brokaw-McDougall house has plenty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"One of the finest remaining antebellum homes in Tallahassee is the Brokaw-McDougall House. When first built in or around 1856, it was on the outskirts of town. Members of the Brokaw and McDougall families lived in the house until it was sold to the State of Florida in 1973. The state made the house available for conferences, receptions, meeting space and special events. It also served as the headquarters of the Historic Tallahassee Preservation Board until May 1997. January 1998 the City of Tallahassee leased the house from the State of Florida for $1 a year and began operations and management of the facility. It continues to be used as a popular conference and event site. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Architecturally, the house is an outstanding Classical Revival building with strong Italianate influences. The formal gardens were laid out in the early 1850's prior to the construction of the main house. They were restored as a Bicentennial project of the Florida Federation of Garden Clubs.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mister Mr. and I are pretty confident that this is where we'll have our rehearsal dinner...SO excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take a look at a few pictures of the beauty:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1htuXyVndI/AAAAAAAACEc/DLNzn3ONyGM/s1600-h/BROKAW_HOUSE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1htuXyVndI/AAAAAAAACEc/DLNzn3ONyGM/s400/BROKAW_HOUSE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429209994221690322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1htt-zRNII/AAAAAAAACEM/A7VzrWrlnHM/s400/brokawmcdougall2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429209987514709122" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;****Update: We've booked it for our rehearsal dinner! Woot! Woot!****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;addthis_url='&lt;data:post.url/&gt;'; addthis_title='&lt;data:post.title/&gt;'; addthis_pub='weddzilla';&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://s7.addthis.com/js/addthis_widget.php?v=12" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-5239785673375772158?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/5239785673375772158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=5239785673375772158' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/5239785673375772158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/5239785673375772158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/01/could-this-be-our-rehearsal-dinner-spot.html' title='We&apos;ve booked: Our rehearsal dinner spot!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1htus5qgAI/AAAAAAAACEk/qar8HJ8Y-hc/s72-c/bROKAWQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-1541541318455874801</id><published>2010-01-19T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T10:51:00.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>His one request...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mister Mr. has made very few requests in the wedding process. Don't get me wrong he has input, opinions &amp;amp; feedback, but there are very few things that he's said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"This HAS to happen on the wedding day."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; about &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(well, besides his Tigger Grooms cake-smh). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1XvwXO4WUI/AAAAAAAACDM/htzr89JEzPo/s1600-h/6-8-08_013_zachary_s_tigger_cake_small_oidi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1XvwXO4WUI/AAAAAAAACDM/htzr89JEzPo/s400/6-8-08_013_zachary_s_tigger_cake_small_oidi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428508540014188866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Except one thing. My wedding day scent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When Mister Mr. and I first started dating in March 2006, I wore a particular perfume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1XwV8r38iI/AAAAAAAACDU/2ZWd29EIUGA/s1600-h/menmarv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1XwV8r38iI/AAAAAAAACDU/2ZWd29EIUGA/s400/menmarv.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428509185723068962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Mister Mr. &amp;amp; I 3 months into our relationship! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I bought the perfume on a whim &amp;amp; quickly it became my staple!! It was a cheap little brand but I think Mister Mr. must've gotten used to it because when I stopped using it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I'm a Gemini...*eh*) he made simple hints that he wanted it back in rotation. For whatever reason, I just never purchased another bottle of the perfume. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shortly after we were engaged, Mister Mr. turned to me and said: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Him: &lt;/b&gt;"Babe, you know what I want for the wedding?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;(side-eye)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Him: &lt;/b&gt;"Well, yeah but...that's not what I meant. You remember that perfume you used to wear when we first started dating?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;"Yeaaaaahhhh...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Him: &lt;/b&gt;"I want you to be wearing that on our wedding day. I want you to smell just like you did when we fell in love."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh I could've pounced on him right then &amp;amp; there. It's one thing for him to remember my perfume (and he knows it by name) but it's another thing for him to put the emotional aspect in there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, last week, I went to the mall and purchased a bottle of Charlotte Russe's &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Refuge" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;perfume. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1Xtmf7pJkI/AAAAAAAACDE/cUCTQlPBbyk/s1600-h/Refuge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1Xtmf7pJkI/AAAAAAAACDE/cUCTQlPBbyk/s400/Refuge.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428506171527472706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I have so many expensive perfumes...it would've been easy to use one of them; but to grant my groom this request was my pleasure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wedding day perfume = $11.00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look on Mister Mr's face when he smells my wedding day scent = priceless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What is your wedding day scent? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;addthis_url='&lt;data:post.url/&gt;'; addthis_title='&lt;data:post.title/&gt;'; addthis_pub='weddzilla';&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://s7.addthis.com/js/addthis_widget.php?v=12" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-1541541318455874801?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/1541541318455874801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=1541541318455874801' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/1541541318455874801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/1541541318455874801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/01/his-one-request.html' title='His one request...'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1XvwXO4WUI/AAAAAAAACDM/htzr89JEzPo/s72-c/6-8-08_013_zachary_s_tigger_cake_small_oidi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-5242851769982260011</id><published>2010-01-19T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T10:00:02.520-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seating'/><title type='text'>I *heart* circular seating...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really, really do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For as long back as I can remember being obsessed with wedding stuff (ugh..that would be October 2008) I've always loved circular and semi-circular seating. It's something about circular seating that tugs on my heart strings; I think it has a lot to do with feeling enveloped with love from family &amp;amp; friends. Another part of me loves it because (as a guest) I've always hated having to stare at the bride &amp;amp; groom's back. I want our guests to be able to see us in full effect. That's why they're there, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Any who, Mister Mr. and I love this idea &amp;amp; will definitely try our darndest  (providing we don't run out of steam, focus or patience) to incorporate it in our ceremony. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some darling examples:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1XrK1h41jI/AAAAAAAACC8/PbzDjXAzLDQ/s400/ceremony-setup.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428503497265436210" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1Xq5ypTnWI/AAAAAAAACC0/QS7YyvjEvhQ/s400/2175241897_c7c184f7a1_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428503204433468770" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1Xq5X-PLlI/AAAAAAAACCc/LLXoqZASajA/s400/wedding_ceremony_seating.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428503197273501266" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What type of seating are you having? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;addthis_url='&lt;data:post.url/&gt;'; addthis_title='&lt;data:post.title/&gt;'; addthis_pub='weddzilla';&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://s7.addthis.com/js/addthis_widget.php?v=12" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-5242851769982260011?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/5242851769982260011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=5242851769982260011' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/5242851769982260011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/5242851769982260011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-heart-circular-seating.html' title='I *heart* circular seating...'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1XrK1h41jI/AAAAAAAACC8/PbzDjXAzLDQ/s72-c/ceremony-setup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-953602317661772112</id><published>2010-01-19T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T06:49:45.527-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='award'/><title type='text'>I've been awarded: SUPER Cute!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A special thanks to my &lt;a href="http://www.weddzilla.blogspot.com/"&gt;Weddzilla&lt;/a&gt; sister, &lt;a href="http://ashleysrevenge.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ashley&lt;/a&gt;, for awarding me the "Your blog is Super Cute!" award!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1XD7kA3W_I/AAAAAAAACCM/sWSBNQOYrLQ/s1600-h/blog+fofo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1XD7kA3W_I/AAAAAAAACCM/sWSBNQOYrLQ/s400/blog+fofo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428460353912003570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awwww...I love getting these awards!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, the rules for this award is: Pass the award to 10 other bloggers and leave them a message to let them know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are my 10 "super cute" fabulous bloggers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://allconsumedbride.blogspot.com/"&gt;All Consumed Bride&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.relentlessbride.com/"&gt;Relentless Bride&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://thechocolateroseblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chocolate Rose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://ouraislefile.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Aisle File&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebudgetbrideshandbook.blogspot.com/"&gt;Budget Brides Handbook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://mrjones-and-me.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mr. Jones &amp;amp; Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://hoppinthebroom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hoppin' the Broom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://mydreamring.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Dream Ring&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://afamwedschichi.blogspot.com/"&gt;From Now 'Till I Do&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://misspug.blogspot.com/"&gt;Miss Pugs Pawfect Wedding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Make sure you check out at least ONE of these fabulous blogs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-953602317661772112?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/953602317661772112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=953602317661772112' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/953602317661772112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/953602317661772112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/01/ive-been-awarded-super-cute.html' title='I&apos;ve been awarded: SUPER Cute!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1XD7kA3W_I/AAAAAAAACCM/sWSBNQOYrLQ/s72-c/blog+fofo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-939254211773954723</id><published>2010-01-16T14:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T14:45:06.643-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcohol'/><title type='text'>Mission Accomplished: Wine Run!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mission Accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, BM "L" and I headed to Trader Joe's for a fun, fun shopping excursion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, maybe it wasn't "fun, fun" but it was a needed wine run &amp;amp; we had fun doing it! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from our TJ's trip: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1I-9jfpLuI/AAAAAAAACB8/dZjt056sb9Y/s1600-h/IMG00201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427469728155774690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1I-9jfpLuI/AAAAAAAACB8/dZjt056sb9Y/s400/IMG00201.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BM "L" striking a pose with her shopping cart full of wine! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1I-9ewHXsI/AAAAAAAACB0/6TjfryVvPM4/s1600-h/IMG00202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427469726882684610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1I-9ewHXsI/AAAAAAAACB0/6TjfryVvPM4/s400/IMG00202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the car is strapped down with 7 cases of the best wine you'll ever taste! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to only get 7 cases of wine. 3 blush, 3 white &amp;amp; 1 red. After talking it over with Mister Mr., we knew there wouldn't be too many people drinking red wine with their meal; so our rationale was..."once it's gone, it's gone!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all...the wine came in at...{get this} &lt;strong&gt;ONLY $250&lt;/strong&gt;!!! With our budget being $500 for alcohol, we're well on our way to being under!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I rock...I know, I know. I love saving $$!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-939254211773954723?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/939254211773954723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=939254211773954723' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/939254211773954723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/939254211773954723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/01/mission-accomplished-wine-run.html' title='Mission Accomplished: Wine Run!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1I-9jfpLuI/AAAAAAAACB8/dZjt056sb9Y/s72-c/IMG00201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-6158948191065085130</id><published>2010-01-15T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T12:30:00.205-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcohol'/><title type='text'>Guess where I'm going this weekend?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll give you one {not so} small clue...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1DItkHjEZI/AAAAAAAACBs/kaSlKdeooMM/s1600-h/TJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1DItkHjEZI/AAAAAAAACBs/kaSlKdeooMM/s1600-h/TJ.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1DItkHjEZI/AAAAAAAACBs/kaSlKdeooMM/s400/TJ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427058236096450962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Kay, so maybe it wasn't so small. {Told ya so!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's right I'm visiting Trader Joes (or TJs) this weekend in Atlanta to make my {all so necessary} wine run for the wedding! Woot! Woot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That means I'll feast my eyes on this aisle:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1DItSuWFZI/AAAAAAAACBk/byZOV7buDt0/s1600-h/trader_joes_wine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1DItSuWFZI/AAAAAAAACBk/byZOV7buDt0/s400/trader_joes_wine.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427058231427339666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;::drool::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I'll glance over &amp;amp; see this section:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1DItdQMZZI/AAAAAAAACBc/ZuGCjzpNnjg/s1600-h/trader-joes-grill-hero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1DItdQMZZI/AAAAAAAACBc/ZuGCjzpNnjg/s400/trader-joes-grill-hero.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427058234253665682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Kay...maybe not, since it's not summer. But stay with me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I.Cannot.Wait. I *heart* TJs &amp;amp; checking off the purchase of all of our wine is another great accomplishment! Heading back with 8 cases of wine should be interesting... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1DIswkYJII/AAAAAAAACBU/hCwszBdKxoI/s1600-h/TraderJoesYikes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1DIswkYJII/AAAAAAAACBU/hCwszBdKxoI/s400/TraderJoesYikes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427058222258726018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;addthis_url='&lt;data:post.url/&gt;'; addthis_title='&lt;data:post.title/&gt;'; addthis_pub='weddzilla';&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://s7.addthis.com/js/addthis_widget.php?v=12" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In case you didn't know, Two-Buck-Chuck ROCKS my socks off! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-6158948191065085130?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/6158948191065085130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=6158948191065085130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/6158948191065085130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/6158948191065085130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/01/guess-where-im-going-this-weekend.html' title='Guess where I&apos;m going this weekend?'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S1DItkHjEZI/AAAAAAAACBs/kaSlKdeooMM/s72-c/TJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-4011007564523314774</id><published>2010-01-13T21:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T21:00:01.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling all N.Florida/S.Georgia Brides!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S06edBm44WI/AAAAAAAACBE/Oc9XqgWfg2A/s1600-h/tlhbride.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426448822512968034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S06edBm44WI/AAAAAAAACBE/Oc9XqgWfg2A/s400/tlhbride.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't say I've never given you anything, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CIAO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-4011007564523314774?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/4011007564523314774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=4011007564523314774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/4011007564523314774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/4011007564523314774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/01/calling-all-nfloridasgeorgia-brides.html' title='Calling all N.Florida/S.Georgia Brides!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S06edBm44WI/AAAAAAAACBE/Oc9XqgWfg2A/s72-c/tlhbride.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-2512633515271187927</id><published>2010-01-13T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T19:30:00.752-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><title type='text'>My {DIY} hoodie is in!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember when I blogged last week about partially DIYing my bridal hoodie? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Need a reminder? Here's the front, which I did on my own! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S06JmjlNd4I/AAAAAAAACAk/MveqAJ06r-Y/s1600-h/front"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426425896507373442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S06JmjlNd4I/AAAAAAAACAk/MveqAJ06r-Y/s400/front" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426425894460692434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S06Jmb9Pl9I/AAAAAAAACAc/uUrA0GlbO44/s400/front2" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;I took my hoodie to a local monogramming company and had the back embroidered to include my new last name and our wedding date!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426424255497206930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S06IHCV5fJI/AAAAAAAACAU/KJfBQS2W86I/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, I haven't the slightest idea why I decided to pose like a quarterback.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The embroidery actually hits the middle of my back but-for pictures sake-I hiked it up!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S06IG7Y6soI/AAAAAAAACAM/QFMycIpKGKA/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426424253630820994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S06IG7Y6soI/AAAAAAAACAM/QFMycIpKGKA/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part? The embroidery only cost $12.90. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grand total of my bridal hoodie? $13.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It IS possible to save $$ by DIY yourself (or having someone local help you achieve it) versus buying it from an online store! I can't wait to wear this on the wedding day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CIAO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-2512633515271187927?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/2512633515271187927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=2512633515271187927' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/2512633515271187927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/2512633515271187927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-diy-hoodie-is-in.html' title='My {DIY} hoodie is in!'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S06JmjlNd4I/AAAAAAAACAk/MveqAJ06r-Y/s72-c/front' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-881982445769516920</id><published>2010-01-13T12:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T12:30:59.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My attitude today: Frustrated</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ronmartin.net/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/dog-frustrated.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 432px; height: 324px;" src="http://ronmartin.net/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/dog-frustrated.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That is all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-881982445769516920?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/881982445769516920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=881982445769516920' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/881982445769516920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/881982445769516920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-attitude-today-frustrated.html' title='My attitude today: Frustrated'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-2503937489353773186</id><published>2010-01-12T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T16:20:00.221-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='details'/><title type='text'>My brain is fried...HELP...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riddle me this, Batman: Which looks better and is easier to read (disregard the words on the napkin-lol)? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Black napkins with turquoise ink? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;White napkins with turquoise ink?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S00DPMxf8nI/AAAAAAAAB_8/sOZUFted14A/s400/get_convo_image.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425996685713076850" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S00DPboC9XI/AAAAAAAACAE/YEGEiQpqlD0/s400/get_convo_image2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425996689699960178" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm on wedding over-load and need some opinions! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CIAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S. As if you couldn't tell, we're getting GOCCO napkins! Woot! Woot!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-2503937489353773186?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/2503937489353773186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=2503937489353773186' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/2503937489353773186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/2503937489353773186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-brain-is-friedhelp.html' title='My brain is fried...HELP...'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S60AAn04yZI/AAAAAAAACW8/mreg645ZvSs/S220/ebom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S00DPMxf8nI/AAAAAAAAB_8/sOZUFted14A/s72-c/get_convo_image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393447826519868318.post-8996817645976967714</id><published>2010-01-12T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T16:00:04.106-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real weddings'/><title type='text'>FAB {BUDGET} wedding...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have to give {MAD} props to the lovely bride over at &lt;a href="http://www.12kwedding.com/"&gt;12K Wedding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this wedding is {without a doubt} drool-worthy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Never mind that it was shot by my friend/fellow FAMU alum the ultra-talented, quirky, talented photographer who can also double as Kanye Wests' twin, &lt;a href="http://eltonandersonphoto.com/index2.php"&gt;Elton Anderson&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;I recommend ANY bride to check out and book with Elton...check his work, he's phenomenal &amp;amp; has done just about every type of shoot you can imagine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check this gorgeous wedding he shot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424987848439917586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S0lttJESbBI/AAAAAAAAB_U/mmRoS_-Ow-g/s400/coralloyd2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424987851740086338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S0lttVXHAEI/AAAAAAAAB_c/Q2lXVpGkL_Y/s400/coralloyd3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424987862014966914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S0ltt7o1PII/AAAAAAAAB_s/pYttLF1aaE4/s400/coralloyd6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424987856432065234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S0lttm1w6tI/AAAAAAAAB_k/9GLUngxL8Yw/s400/coralloyd7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424987561191977730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S0ltca_CswI/AAAAAAAAB_M/8Lqoq8OBiwk/s400/coralloyd4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424987556940749426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S0ltcLJeGnI/AAAAAAAAB_E/OsCTQslyoA4/s400/eca_1002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S0ltuVNaUPI/AAAAAAAAB_0/ZVfP860pyHE/s1600-h/coralloyd5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424987868879278322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S0ltuVNaUPI/AAAAAAAAB_0/ZVfP860pyHE/s400/coralloyd5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424987549314844146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S0ltbuvUBfI/AAAAAAAAB-8/_ioEERaQ0Kw/s400/coralloyd9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424987538944482322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP0yA/S0ltbIG03BI/AAAAAAAAB-s/i7UjgHmJVSo/s400/coralloyd111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;::done drooling?::&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CIAO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ebonee Monique&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2393447826519868318-8996817645976967714?l=becominghismrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/feeds/8996817645976967714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2393447826519868318&amp;postID=8996817645976967714' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/8996817645976967714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2393447826519868318/posts/default/8996817645976967714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominghismrs.blogspot.com/2010/01/fab-budget-wedding.html' title='FAB {BUDGET} wedding...'/><author><name>E.M.T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947127920452665585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wC4DQVP
