The Ring for The Man

The engagement ring gets special pictures and "oohs and ahhs", but the man's band is sadly neglected. In fact, when Mr. Man and I first got engaged, he complained that he didn't have any proof or evidence of his status change - especially since I lived 300 miles away.

I wanted to pick out something special for him, so I spent some time at Jewelry Vortex. They have a wide selection of styles, and although I don't see Mr. Man wearing anything blingy, it was pretty interesting to see what options were out there. They have everything from titanium to tungsten and Christian to Celtic. My band is platinum, but he insisted on white gold. (So much for the sentimental "metal matching", but it definitely costs way less.)

I think in the end, we will go with a simple beveled edge in white gold like this baby.

What type of bands do you like on guys?
I guess with all this talk about rings, I'm going to have to take some shots of mine at some point!

The invitations are..

...gone.

My countertop is naked and I have an unreasonable fear that they will be ripped to shreds and covered in purple tie-dye when they arrive at their destinations.

I promise I will get back to posting when the semester is over. Four.more.days. :)

A Million Thanks

I has asked a few friends to come over and help out with some crafts I needed to to get done for the wedding. The craft supplies were piled high and one of my good friends brought over breakfast food. Several things were not in our favor - the printer broke and not everyone was in a cheery morning mood, but my amazing (soon to be family) made magic happen. After a lot of spray glue and old Motown music, my invitations are DONE!

Of course I won't share them until my guests get them in thier hands, but I'm super excited to put them in the mail at the end of this month.



Also, this past weekend, Mr. Man surprised me after coming back from a wedding and telling me that it got him excited about our wedding. (I have a feeling he won't be as excited in the next few days as we pay our vendors that must be paid off sixty days in advance. Yuck.)

You Just Have to Laugh

So...the bridesmaids dresses don't fit. It wasn't as if we guessed the sizes or people gained 35 pounds. The dresses are just.too.small.

Sometimes you just have to laugh at this whole wedding thing, and here is Sarah Haskins to help you (and me) to do so...



I need a plan.

video from current.com