The wedding could not have gone better. I feel as though I need to pinch myself because of how smoothly this has gone. As we entered the restaurant the smells of the foods made us so hungry. It took a little time for everyone to file into their seats and then the food began to parade out of the kitchen. They had made personalized plates for everyone. Two weeks before the wedding the restaurant had sent out cards to all of our guests that had returned the RSVP cards. They had filled out what they wanted and any additional condiments they would want like extra butter or steak sauces, etc. Because of this efficiency dinner was ready perfectly to everyone’s taste. Even the kosher meal was made perfectly. They had small vases at each place setting so the guests could place their wedding favors inside of them to keep them from wilting. The roses were in holders but the vases were an additional touch that was even more impressive because they did these things without asking anyone. They just wanted to make it special and perfect which they did. At my place setting was a beautiful bouquet of pink roses. I first thought they were from my new husband but in fact it was from the staff and the restaurant. I knew I made the right choice for my reception.
I hope my family doesn’t just discard the wedding invitations I have
collected. You know that fear that every older person has that those
precious items which are so personal will be tossed in the trash or sent to
the Salvation Army. I don’t mean to sound morbid, but those thoughts do
cross my mind. As I stroll through the attic and see all of the mementos
collected and cared for I know that I am the only one that know their
value. Perhaps I should have one of my family members over one day and
show them what is precious to me. Why am I worried? After I am gone, I
probably won’t even care what happens to this museum of memories. Still,
some of my belongings are actually worth something on the antique market.
Mom and dad are now gone and since I am was the only unmarried daughter
still living at home I was the one who cared for them. I still live in
the house. I hope my collections, including the invitations are recognized
for their worth and taken well care of.
My fiance is Latino and I am from Alabama. This wedding I have planned is
going to be quite a feat. If I can pull this off, an award of some type
should be given. First of all, just trying to blend these two families
together is going to be hilarious. My family doesn’t speak any Hispanic.
His family barely speaks English. If you asked me how I intend to
communicate with his side I will tell you only with divine intervention and
at least one million hours of Rosetta Stone. My parents are paying for the
wedding and I am trying to straddle the fence and keep both sides happy.
How do I balance the scales and have an American/Hispanic ceremony? Our
cultures are very different. Their interpretation of fun and mom and dad’s
serene interpretation will clash. My wedding decorations need to please my
parents and still be representative of his family also. The dancing is
going to be great. We plan on beginning our first couples dance with an
American tune and break into a tango at the end. Rose in the teeth and
everything done over the top is on the agenda. That will either get the
party started or the eyes rolling. Either way, we will have a great time!
A enormous platypus may have swum in the waters of Australia about 5 million to 15 million years ago. Experts found a substantial fossil molar inside the Riversleigh World Heritage Region and determined the teeth belonged to Obdurodon tharalkooschild, a new, extinct varieties of platypus. Paleontologists now understand of four extinct and one surviving species of platypus. Grounded on the shape and size of the tooth, the just identified platypus species was of a meter long — twice the size of the dwelling types of the mammal — and likely crunched through tortoises and other shelled feed.
My parents had years of international students living in their home before they finally came to terms with being empty nesters. Some of them my mother grew quite close to. They even returned “home” for Christmas or birthdays to see my mom. One of them, Cherry, invited us to her wedding this summer. I never really liked Cherry, I thought she was a bit snobby and full of herself. Beautiful and successful but a bit prudish. I knew her wedding day would be incredible and she’d look fantastic so I couldn’t help but get a bit excited. When we entered the hall I wasn’t surprised to see everything was cherry blossom themed; right down to the cherry blossom fans she gave everyone as wedding favors. Even though I thought it was a bit over the top we all had a good time and Cherry looked happier than I’ve ever seen her before.
There are times when life gets really crazy. That works for some moments but not for occasions that will involve many people. Our cousin is one of those people that acts on something and then thinks about it later. We all know this now and have known it all of his life. He is 38 years old and was getting married for the first time. His new wife has her job cut out. No one knows why she even married him because of his often infantile personality. She claims she finds it charming. His mother has been waiting on him to grow up for 38 years and it has not happened but we will see what marriage does for him. Just to give you an idea of his mind he actually passed out jacks to each of his guest as wedding favors. Not a set a piece but rather one jack. He said, he would keep the ball. That way we would all get together again so we could play with our jacks! He was actually serious. His wife stood up and said that is why she loved him so much! The rest of us were not surprised by this comment because that is how he is. Now in his defense, I do have that jack sitting in my china cabinet just waiting for this game of jacks that will take place one day in Never Never Land!
Let’s face it: no one wants to buy a product from someone they don’t like. I grew up in a small town and learned very quickly that people will buy a product based more on what they think of the person selling it than what they think of the product. Sales and marketing is a very tricky business because if we don’t believe in our product there’s no way anyone else will. But, at the same time, if we’re too pushy our target audience will lose trust in us and move on to someone different. The only thing worse than someone trying to sell you something is someone you don’t like pushing you to buy a product you don’t want. The best part about B2B telemarketing is that it’s an extension of a company’s sales department. And this isn’t about cold calling homes for a few dollars here and there. It’s about an effective and personal sales pitch by professionals for professionals. It’s a delicate line to walk but someone needs to do it for the success of all businesses involved and those people are seasoned, hard working, and extremely dedicated.
A growing trend with weddings is to send a batch of pre-wedding invitations. These invitations are known as ‘save the date’ invitations. They typically arrive once a couple has chosen the date of their wedding but have not quite hashed out all of the details. The details will be included in the wedding invitations. It ensures that their guests know about the date as far in advance as possible. That way they can make the appropriate arrangements should guests need time off of work or to make travel arrangements. These pre-wedding invitations can also be the way that a couple chooses to announce their engagement, although typically close friends and family would already be aware of the happy news. The same service that handles your official invitations will be able to take care of the ‘save the date’ invitations as well. Often couples use one of their engagement photos for these, but of course, you can do whatever suits your needs, style, and budget. ‘Save the date’ invitations are also not a requirement so certainly do not feel obligated to send them simply because it has become the trend to do so.
“I don’t get it.”
I was trying to explain one of the shower games to my husband. Without much success I might add. I tried a different tact by adding visuals. “You see these personalized napkins?”
“I ordered them in blue and pink. Because we don’t know whether the baby’s going to be a boy or a girl. I thought it would be fun to make a guessing game. Using the personalized napkins, the guests will cast their vote. If they think it’s a girl, they’ll hold up a pink napkin, whereas if they think it’s a boy, they’ll reach for a blue napkin. You get it?”
“Ahhhh. I get it now.”
At last, a light dawns. You’ll find it hard to believe, but it took me twenty minutes before that message finally sunk in. Paul’s been under a lot of stress lately, and it seems that any mention of the impending baby sends him into overdrive. He gets this slightly panicky look in his eye, and his left hand begins to twitch. I just put it down to nerves.
Dan and I were divided. He was adamantly opposed to the idea of a sand ceremony, whereas I was vehemently for its inclusion in our wedding service. We had reached a standstill, and after four hours of repeating the same old arguments I finally called for a truce. We both agreed it was time to bring in reinforcements. The next day we would be holding a group meeting with the rest of the wedding party to get their opinion on the matter. I did a quick mental tally in my head of who among my bridesmaids would be on my side regarding the sand ceremony matter – there should be no problems there. It was Dan’s groomsmen that I couldn’t’ be sure about. If they were anything like my friends, they would side with Dan on principle. Chris I think was my only hope. He’s Dan’s best man, but he’s always been the kind of guy who isn’t afraid about expressing his own opinion, even if it goes against popular opinion. Maybe I could have a quick word with him before the meeting and explain why this was so important to me.