gone wedding

Wedding blogs. I really enjoy them. I have a feeling this blog is about to get a lot more weddingy. Plus it is a good way to organize my thoughts, share and get feedback.

http://www.oncewed.com/

http://greylikesweddings.wordpress.com/

http://100layercake.com/blog/

http://tenthousandonly.blogspot.com/

my new fav

http://eastsidebride.blogspot.com/

First things first. What do we call ourselves during this planning period? The dreaded F word? Neh. Jezebel did a little note on this topic and it doesn't seem like they came up with much. Wikipedia was no help either.

betrothed

consort

intended

promised

Jump the gun and just call him hubby?

I have all this horrible imagery in my head.

Pickled Parrot

Canton is calling and we are listening. We tried another bar just off the beaten path for a law school friend's birthday. It is just a few blocks of the square. The Pickled Parrot had half off happy hours and a nice little tent to the side which was a smokers paradise. Also for a november evening it felt crisp and lovely last night. I got tuna bites and fries and Alexander went way our of his comfort zone with a burger.

Smile a long while

I also have a headache. I think my brain doesn't know how to process this much happiness.

Also since it has been asked, neh demanded, here is the ring.

My 1910 beauty.

It feels oddly personal posting it on the internets. Almost like I don't want to share it.

The proposal

How could a girl say no to this:

He picked me up from work, told me to be dressed up. I was ball of nerves on the car ride to fells. We went to our favorite bar to take the edge off, got a front row parking space. And then it dawned on me that we were recreating our first date. As we turned the corner of the park, where we first kissed that fateful fall night he got down on a knee and asked me to be his wife.

THEN we were off to see the wizard. Toto stole the show.

The next morning I was whisked off to NYC in the always sexy megabus ... which of course decided to break down. Somehow we were half asleep and happy as hell as we waited on the side of the road for 2 hours just listening to our ipods and holding hands.

The delay set us back but we made it just under the wire to Le Poisson Rouge. It is this club on Bleeker street just south of NYU. We saw something called "Radio Happy Hour" with Craig Finn and Tad Kubler (of The Hold Steady) and Chuck Klosterman. It was a variety show where the put on an old timey radio show ("Stabbed in the Ascot") some musical performances (two acoustic Hold Steady Songs) a round table interview, and a quiz show (I wish Alex had gotten called). Even holding our bags it was awesome.

After that we grabbed some great mexican food and hopped on the subway. The upper west side is amazing, Alex's sister in-law grew up there, right near riverside parkway and the hudson. The view they have is beyond believable. We relaxed there and grabbed a nap. Next we caught a late night meal at a fancy Italian place named Cesca. It was a little much for us but still an interesting experience.

The next morning we woke up early and took a stroll through riverside park after saying hello to a statue of Eleanor Roosevelt. There were tons of dogs frolicking, sniffing and chasing. It was lovely. We stopped at a place called Popover for brunch. I had some sugary monstrosity and Alex had an omelet. Next we were off to MOMA to see some polish propaganda art. Then we strolled down to Rockefeller and saw the big tree being pieced together. Made a pit stop at Anthropologie & J-crew, and even tried on my first wedding dress.



We ended with a city walk, a slice, and a Papaya hot dog for me.

I feel so lucky.

I love him

A meeting of the minds, a ring and an exciting future. I am going to be Alex's wife. I was intimidated about telling people so I sent out little postcards. Here is the original image:

I am so in love.

You probably recognize this phrase (also a new one):

The Tale of the Deflowered Girl

I want this.

And according to the NYTimes it is back in print.

My feet in Europe

Here is what probably should be on my feet:

Here is what I want on my feet:



The european supply hunt continues ... ONE MONTH TILL LIFT OFF!





Edit: or maybe these:

Although the whole point was to try to keep my feet covered incase it rains ....

livid liberal lady

ya ya I know no one likes an angry feminist ... but it is so hard not to get angry sometimes. I think Justice Ginsberg said it best, 'Rich people will always have a choice' or something like that.

I understand that they needed it to pass the bill,
but the Stupak Amendment is Stupid.

If you want to see what got me really steamed:
GOP Gone Wild: Unruly Republicans Silence Women Lawmakers With Screams, Shouts, And Delay Tactics

This morning, the House began consideration of the rule for debate of the House health care bill. As the Democratic Women’s Caucus took to the microphone on the House floor to offer their arguments for how the bill would benefit women, House Republicans — led by Rep. Tom Price (R-GA) — repeatedly talked over, screamed, and shouted objections. “I object, I object, I object, I object, I object,” Price interjected as Rep. Lois Capps (D-CA) tried to hold the floor.

http://www.awomanisnotapreexistingcondition.com/

pictorial webster's, more my speed

Pictorial Webster's: Inspiration to Completion from John Carrera on Vimeo.

Many leather bound books?
I own the non-leather version, more my speed. I really like old stamps & wood carvings & printing presses. Eventually hope to take this love to the next level.

I should own this

Don't be bashful about buying it for me.