tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9794294218699983492024-02-21T05:36:51.508-08:00Borman Wedding BlogBrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16233431564892901308noreply@blogger.comBlogger72125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-979429421869998349.post-21016819018792960972015-01-14T07:21:00.000-08:002015-01-14T07:29:36.405-08:00Wedding Bales: Strike A Pose: Getting Cozy<div style="text-align: center;">
Please tell me you all saw that and immediately thought Madonna? Ok, ok I know ridiculous. Moving along. After Mr. Farmer and I finally saw each other for the first time we got all smoochy, cozy and snapped some photos together. One of the main reasons for our first look was so that we could get photos taken, without having to eat into our cocktail hour.<br />
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OK so I am going to get real with you all. There are a few things that I regret about our wedding and a lot of it is my fault. First things first. Let's address one of my biggest regrets - those damned heinous tan lines! All summer long I wore a strapless bikini and a strapless sun dress so that I wouldn't get any tan lines. Any time K or R had a softball/baseball game I sat in the shade and wore sunscreen like crazy. I was doing really, really well until the weekend before the wedding. K had a softball tournament and sadly there was no shade for me to retreat to. The sun was glaring hot and I got sun burnt, really badly. Had I thought ahead I would have worn a strapless top but I didn't realize there was no shade. I attempted to fix it by sitting outside wearing a strapless dress however it was too late. I tried some self tanner in hopes that would even it out and it helped a little bit, but still not enough that you can't see them. I cringe looking at my wedding photos.<br />
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The second regret? My dress. I loved my dress dearly, however there are a few things that I would have changed. I have severe back problems from a growth spurt gone wrong, and as a result I have an uneven rib cage. I knew that a corset back dress was the only way it was going to stay secure without "slipping" down my torso. Looking at all my photos I realized that it fell a lot further than I even thought about. The solution? Straps. I should have had a small strap sewn into my dress to prevent the "slippage". I agreed that I didn't need any additional length added to my dress because when I tried it on in the store, it felt plenty long enough and everyone said I shouldn't need it - I should have known better. I have always ordered the longer length in any other dress that I special ordered. Had I gotten it in the longer length I would have been able to adjust my dress without having it look too short.<br />
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I absolutely love our photos, however when I look at myself in these photos I get a bit sad - Mr. Farmer too. There are so many things I should have done differently and Mr. Farmer agrees. He too wishes we would have picked a different attire choice. His Hugo suit we got for the rehearsal dinner looked much better on him than the rented tux and we should have known better. A lot of the decisions we made were made with the thought "oh it's good enough". Well, I can tell you sometimes it's not just good enough.<br />
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Looking back there are a lot of mistakes I made. Hindsight is always 20/20 but it still makes me sad. Thankfully a few things can be fixed with Photoshop, and some creative photo editing, but it still doesn't take away from the feelings I have looking back.<br />
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Ok so with that huge disclaimer out of the way, let's look at some photos huh?</div>
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Photos by<a href="http://www.kylezphotography.com/"> <span style="color: magenta;">Kyle Zempel Photography</span></a></div>
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Mr. Farmer was intently listening to me blab on and on about how excited I was to finally see him and get married. I believed there was even a squeal!</div>
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I love this photo of Mr. Farmer. So many times photographers get photos of the groom kissing the bride and I love that I have one the other way around. This is actually Mr. Farmer's caller ID photo because I love it so much. </div>
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Mr. Farmer and I have a photo like this that we took in Cozumel, so we wanted to recreate one of our favorite photos at our wedding. I couldn't decide which one I loved more, so you get both. </div>
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This could possibly be my favorite wedding portrait that we have. This was actually taken after the ceremony mid-way through dinner and I think you can see how relaxed we are in this photo. I love it. Despite being so much taller than Mr. Farmer, when it came time to take our photos, I wasn't nearly as self conscience as I thought I would be. I know this photo accentuates how much taller than Mr. Farmer I am but I still love it. </div>
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Ok I am sure you are sick of starring at photos of Mr. Farmer and me, but no recap would be complete without them. Mr. Farmer didn't want to spend a lot of time in front of the camera lens so we kept our portraits to a minimum and I was A-OK with that. I wanted to spend the time talking to our friends and family and I think we captured plenty of photos that we can display in our home, after a little photo editing.</div>
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First and foremost, huge shout out to my girl Border Collie as she gets married to her love today. SO excited for you!<br />
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Ok, so, the debate about whether to peek or not has been widely debated over the last few years as more and more couples are taking part in a "First Look". Whether it be for logistical reasons, emotional ones, or simply to create beautiful photographs, there are a lot of people who decide this is the route that works for them. We were one of those couples. We knew that we wanted to take part in our cocktail hour and we didn't want to have to spend the entirety of it taking photos. </div>
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Stepdaughter K was first up to see her daddy because she wanted to witness the first look between her daddy and me. She got herself all ready and Mr. Farmer got into position. While she was doing her first look, I was devouring a sandwich and attempting to keep calm. I succeeded for the most part until she returned and I knew I was up. Anyways, back to looking.</div>
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Mr. Farmer turned around and this was his reaction:</div>
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He told me that he was so shocked when he saw her, he exclaimed "HEY" because he was so blown away he didn't know what else to say. </div>
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Big hugs for her daddy! It was at about this time that Mr. Farmer couldn't take it anymore and the emotions and waterworks started for him. This photo was the photo sweet K used this past weekend in a lovely IG post to honor her daddy's birthday. So special (I am such a sap)!</div>
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Since Kyle is a one man show he was only able to capture Mr. Farmer's reaction, or at least that's what I thought when I first saw these photos. At first I thought it was odd that he didn't get any of K's face, until he later confided in me that K didn't want her face shown. Apparently as soon as she started walking outside with Kyle she started crying and told Kyle she didn't want him to photograph her reaction and he respectfully agreed not to. </div>
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She did however approve an after photo. Even with red and puffy eyes she is still beautiful. </div>
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K came back to the room to get me and left her daddy waiting in his spot. Well, K came back just in time to help me into my dress, however nobody told me that Mr. Farmer was still outside waiting. So poor Mr. Farmer ended up waiting a good 15 minutes instead of the 5 he thought he would. He started to get a little curious and told me that he was getting a little nervous. Whoops!</div>
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It was pretty magical entering the gardens. The Florian Gardens had the most beautiful music playing through their sound system and it only added to the experience. Kyle had me stop halfway so he could capture a picture and just as he did a gust of wind came up from behind me. Mr. Farmer said he could tell I was behind him because he caught a whiff of my perfume and could smell me. He told me he started to get butterflies knowing that I was so close and that he couldn't see me. So, I got as close as I could before I couldn't take it anymore and made him turn around. </div>
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Surprise! I love you guys so I zoomed in so you could get a better look at his expression since it's so perfect.<br />
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Mr. Farmer said he was speechless. K was so excited to capture the moment. She had been talking about our first look for quite some time and it was one of the things she had been looking forward to the most. </div>
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Clearly Mr. Farmer's emotions were quite high because he started crying again. I teared up a little bit but I was so excited to see him all put together and to just BE with him that I was all kinds of giddy. The moment I saw him, it was like everything just got better. I was excited but not in the nervous way I had been before. Having him around just calms me down, so I was glad we decided on the first look. </div>
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He pulled himself together and it was all smiles by everyone. We had quite the audience, which I hadn't even thought about when we decided to do a first look. We knew that K wanted to be a part of it, but besides her we hadn't given much thought to anyone else. Almost all of my bridesmaids were standing behind me and a handful of Mr. Farmer's groomsmen wanted in on the action. After our moment of shock and awe, everyone started to cheer for us and it was only appropriate that I asked him, "Ready to get married?"</div>
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When I asked Mr. Farmer about this picture he told me, "You took my breath away". As a bride, I don't think I could think of a more perfect reaction to seeing each other for the first time. </div>
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There is something magical about putting on your wedding dress the day of your wedding. All the bits and pieces that you have so purposefully picked out, coming together to make up your bridal look - it's special. I wanted it to be special (because I am a sap like that), so I only let Mama Barn and stepdaughter K help me into my dress. I don't know what it is, but having photos of your mother helping you into your wedding dress get me every time and are always some of my favorite. These are no different.</div>
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Mama Barn is smiling at me and trying very hard NOT to cry. She succeeded for a little bit.<br />
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Stepdaughter K practiced quite a few times putting me into my dress and was really excited to get to be a part of this special tradition. I asked her a while back what her favorite moments from the wedding were and this one was on the top of her list. Every time she would visit Mama Farmer with me (where my dress was located for a time being), she would ask if I could put my dress on so that she could practice doing the laces. Mama Barn quickly consulted Fluff and they were ready to start lacing me in for the day.<br />
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I made sure to put my hands on my hips! Thanks for the tips fellow Bees.<br />
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As you can see, I needed to brace myself they were tugging on them so hard! Clearly we also didn't notice that it was a tad crooked, oh well. I can assure you that I didn't wear it like that the whole day. K is concentrating very hard to make sure that she got it done perfectly.<br />
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The earrings I am wearing were picked out by stepdaughter K on a last minute trip to Claire's (I know, I know). I wasn't going to spend an arm and a leg on something that I wouldn't wear a lot of, so I went cheap. The fact that K picked them makes them special to me nonetheless. My jewelry was something that I didn't give much thought about. It was one of those last minute, "oh I better do something about that" moments.<br />
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I didn't talk much about my veil because there wasn't too much to say about it. Back when I spent the <a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2014/06/26/diy-paper-flower-pomanders/">weekend in WI crafting</a>, Mama Barn and I grabbed the supplies required to make your own veil. Both her and I are incredibly skilled in the sewing department so I knew that I could make something that would work just as well. So while I spent the evening pinning flowers into a Styrofoam ball, she stitched my veil. Total cost? $12 which included an additional hair comb (because I could only get them in a two pack). You can't see it but the tulle actually has little crystals in it which matched my dress perfectly. We snagged the material for 50% off with a Jo-Ann's coupon.<br />
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Mama Barn was so nervous, she put my veil in extra hard and stabbed me in the back of the head. I immediately shouted, "holy canoli, watch it mom!" Everyone needed a moment to collect themselves afterwards. Don't ask it was the first thing that popped in my head.<br />
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I totally forgot to get a picture of my accessories so I apologize in advance. The necklace that I am wearing was my something borrowed from my grandmother. She presented it to me at my shower and was so over the moon excited that she found this in her jewelry box - I just had to wear it. Seeing how excited she was about it, I knew it was the right choice and it matched beautifully.<br />
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The final part of my attire were my garters. The ones on my left leg came as a set that I ordered last minute from a fabulous etsy shop,<span style="color: magenta;"> <a href="https://www.etsy.com/transaction/213021014">GarterBoutique</a></span> and the one on my right leg was a very special one that I had made for Mr. Farmer, who absolutely loves his Minnesota Vikings. As much as it pained me to order it and actually WEAR it, I managed. The things you do for love people, I tell ya!<br />
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I wasn't the only bride getting ready either. I cannot forget about my miniature bride/flowergirl K. For the shyest little girl I have ever met, she took her bridal role very seriously.<br />
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K had her mommy help her into her dress, just like I did because, well - "that's what brides do mom." And, with that, all the brides of the Barn crew were ready to see the groom and get this show on the road.<br />
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Up next our first look!<br />
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Did you have anyone special help you into your dress? Was it a special moment for you? What kind of emotions did you experience?<br />
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**I promise I did fix my dress before seeing Mr. Farmer.<br />
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I'll warn you ahead of time this post has lots of crying in it. All happy tears of course, but crying nonetheless. You might want a tissue handy....<br />
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Mr. Farmer is a pretty sweet and romantic guy. I've said it before, and I will say it again, he is really amazing in the gift giving department. He is incredibly generous and very thoughtful, so it's no surprise that come our wedding day he knocked it out of the park. I was getting the final touches on my bridal look when he had a stack of gifts delivered to the bride's room. I had already <a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2014/12/03/night-before-the-wedding/"><span style="color: magenta;">given him his gift</span></a> the night before so it was my turn.<br />
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Photos via Kyle Zempel Photography<br />
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His card was incredibly sweet and I still have it. It's tucked away in a drawer for safe keeping. I knew I was going to cry and I am thankful that my makeup was not done beforehand.<br />
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A Precious Moments bride and groom to go along with a beautiful frame that is now currently sitting on our entertainment center. Flowergirl K is supervising the action. She was a great supervisor that day - you didn't want to tangle with her. K was not so patiently waiting to put on our "dresses".<br />
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I have a Juicy Couture charm bracelet that Fluff got me for Christmas a few years ago. Mr. Farmer has seen fit to fill it with the most perfect charms, and the special edition bride and groom charms were the perfect addition.<br />
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My final gift was given with strict instructions to be opened last.<br />
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As soon as I saw the box I immediately told everyone, "I know what these are. He got me diamond earrings." Mr. Farmer gifts me jewelry quite often and every time he does, I always joke that whatever is in the box is a pair of diamond earrings, so I figured that had to be what he got me. Well, I was wrong, and clearly a little confused at first.<br />
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What I am starring at is a mother's ring with the birthstones of both children, as well as Mr. Farmer's and my birthstone. You can all say it with me now, "Awwww". Kyle clearly snapped this photo before the waterworks happened, because I distinctly remember crying when I received this. If you look closely you can see bridesmaid K tearing up in the background, trying to hold it together. It was the perfect gift on our wedding day and I wear it just about daily.<br />
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I had a few special gifts to hand out myself. Remember the tedious <a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2014/03/26/hand-embroidered-wedding-handkerchief/"><span style="color: magenta;">stitching project</span></a> I told myself was the perfect idea? Well spoiler alert, I didn't do all of it. I ran out of time. I did one for each of my stepchildren and ended up ordering one for each of my parents. When I asked Mr. Farmer if I should go ahead and order one for each of his parents he said no. He decided he wanted this to be a special gift to my parents and children from me. Mama Farmer agreed when I told her about it, so no feelings were hurt.<br />
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Mama Barn happened to be getting her hair done when the time came to open her special gift. I told her it was a good look on her and that she should try it more often. She did not agree.<br />
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I had packaged Mama Barn and Daddy Barn's gift in the same box . My dad's hands were shaking he was so nervous to open it up.<br />
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After Mama Barn read the message she lost it and started to cry those happy tears. <br />
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Mom - To dry your tears as you have always dried mine. Today a bride, tomorrow a wife, always your little girl. Love you forever, Miss. Barn July 2014<br />
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Daddy - Of all the walks we have taken together, this one is my favorite. As the first man I have ever loved, when you give me away today, know that I will always be your baby girl. Love Always - Miss. Barn July 2014<br />
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Next it was time to gift the extra special ones that I spent months hand stitching. Stepdaughter K was first. She knew what it was but did not know what it said.<br />
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I have NEVER seen stepdaughter K cry before this moment. After reading the handkerchief she immediately turned to me with tears in her eyes and sobbed on my shoulder for quite some time. She was so overcome with emotions I asked Kyle not to take any additional photos. I wanted it to be a special moment just between the two of us, so you will have to use your imagination.<br />
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When I gave stepson R his handkerchief he unwrapped it and hugged me so quickly that Kyle was unable to capture the moment. It was a special moment all the same, and sometimes those moments are better left to one's memory.<br />
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Up next, I become a bride and finally put on the dress.<br />
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Did you give or receive any special gifts the day of your wedding? Did you have any special moments that were not captured? What did your intended gift you?<br />
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Why hello all you fabulous people of the hive - I hope everyone had a wonderful New Year. I spent mine parked on the couch writing recaps for you lovely people, relaxing with the fire place on (my kind of day). As part of my resolution for 2015 I have decided to stop procrastinating, so here we are. Last time we were here I had discussed how the "transformation" to bride had begun. Well while I was getting pretty and laughing with my gals, the boys were well, being boys. </div>
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Mr. Farmer started his day off by actually spotting me from the balcony/grand staircase of the hotel! He described it to me like it was straight out of a movie. As he was walking out of his room he spotted me leaving the hotel with my dress in tow. Thankfully it was still in the bag so he couldn't see it, but he told me later that it was the perfect start to his morning and made him extra excited. Mr. Farmer is pretty romantic and to him it was one of those "moments" that just sticks with you. He still reminds me of that moment frequently and whenever he does his eyes get a sparkle and I swoon.</div>
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He rounded up his guys and had a little breakfast before having a quick go cart rematch. Apparently, while I was <a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2014/11/17/wedding-bales-rehearsing-it-all/">off with my mom getting her extensions</a> put in before our rehearsal dinner, everyone else was racing go carts, and from what I heard when I got back, it was intense! </div>
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After their rematch everyone got dressed and headed over the Florian Gardens. Kyle from <a href="http://www.kylezphotography.com/">Kyle Zempel Photography</a> was not able to capture any of the men actually "getting ready" but what he did capture was what happens when they get ready too early and have too much time on their hands. </div>
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Mr. Farmer didn't really have a strict time line with his gents, so they spent a lot of time just sitting around waiting. I had lunch served to the groom's room at the Florian Gardens (FG) at noon, but other than that - they didn't have anywhere they needed to be until 2:30 pm. I think they arrived at the FG around 11 am. The reason they arrived so early? Because we wanted photos taken of them, however it would have been a nightmare for Kyle having to run back and forth between the hotel and the venue. Even though the buildings were right next to each other, we didn't want to subject him to that much exercise. So, the guys showed up early so Kyle would only have to move from room to room rather than two separate properties. </div>
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Could this have been better planned? Oh hell yeah, but it worked for us. This could be a downside to only having one photographer, so if you are thinking about a one man show, it might be something to consider for the day of the wedding. So what did the men of the Farmer crew do while they were waiting? </div>
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They sat around checking the weather, Facebook, pretending to be doing something.</div>
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Three generations of Farmer men cheesing it up for the camera. Apparently stepson R was having trouble with his custom suspenders, so dad was fixing them when father Farmer had to come investigate. Stepston R is practicing all his poses for when he becomes the next Tyson Beckford. </div>
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They had their boutonnieres put on too. Thankfully Collette, our amazing wedding coordinator, was able to lend a hand because nobody else was comfortable helping them put the bouts on. Mama Barn did have a special moment when she put Mr. Farmer's on for him. Mr. Farmer and I are pretty sentimental people and small little things like that mean a lot to us, so when I caught wind that they needed to put their bouts on, I sent Mama Barn out to assist. </div>
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For the most part, the Farmer crew just hung out, moving back and forth from the Groom's room to the beautiful gardens outside. I even heard there was some napping taking place (my favorite non wedding activity is napping)! They each took turns sneaking a peak in our room and reporting back to Mr. Farmer on my current "condition", which I thought was really sweet. He was incredibly nervous and excited and wanted to make sure that I was OK. He later told me that yes, sitting around for hours was a tad boring but he wouldn't have been anywhere else, as being that close to me made it all the more exciting for him. As a bride, what more could I ask for than an overly excited groom?</div>
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I am not a morning person whatsoever, so let's just get that out of the way. However, that being said, I was incredibly impressed that the morning of the wedding, I beat my alarm! Waking up I knew it was going to be a great day. I spent the morning checking emails and packing up my things as I wouldn't be coming back to that room. After a quick shower I met MOH Fluff in the lobby for coffee. </div>
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Yours truly and Fluff - cheesing it up for the camera</div>
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It really was a great chance to get to spend a little alone time with her as well and just chit chat about how pumped up I was, and to share in the excitement of the day together. If you can schedule something like that into your day, I would really recommend it. We got back to the hotel just in time to meet up with stepdaughter K and load Fluff's SUV with all the things we would need. The venue was within walking distance, but we had so much to haul that we would have needed quite a few trips, so we drove. Before we left the parking lot we met best man N outside, who pulled me aside to give me a quick pep talk and to remind me, "you are the bride, don't worry about anything today. It's your day." It's small moments like that when I think back to our wedding day that make me smile and eternally grateful for our wonderful bridal party and friends. </div>
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Our photographer, Kyle, with <a href="http://www.kylezphotography.com/"><span style="color: magenta;">Kyle Zemple Photography</span></a>, was not scheduled to arrive for a few hours yet so the beginning of the morning was full of personal photos of us goofing around. We had two stylists from <a href="http://instylesalonbycolleen.com/"><span style="color: magenta;">In-Style Salon</span></a> come to The Florian Gardens and when we arrived they were just setting up. The Florian Gardens doesn't open until 10 am however we were able to arrange a 9 am opening for our group. You don't get what you don't ask for so if you need some additional time, ask for it. </div>
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Some final stitching for a <a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2014/03/26/hand-embroidered-wedding-handkerchief/"><span style="color: magenta;">very personal gift</span></a><span style="color: magenta;"> </span>to my stepchildren.<br />
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And for those wondering yes I did wear different shoes during the morning. I started with a pair of black sandals, then switched to my Kate Spade slippers, then moved into a pair of blingy sandals. </div>
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I was basically done with my hair when Kyle from<span style="color: magenta;"> <a href="http://www.kylezphotography.com/"><span style="color: magenta;">Kyle Zempel Photography</span></a> </span>showed up and starting taking photos. It was at about this time that it started to sink in with me what was about to happen. I was excited and giddy and couldn't wait to see everyone all done up.</div>
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I knew that because of our first look coming up that I would need to get ready as quickly as possible. I was done before everyone was finished and it was awesome getting to see everyone's transformation. It still took a few hours to finish my final look and I was so happy to be able to get up and walk around.</div>
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Last I left you fabulous people I was just about to reveal my special gift to Mr. Farmer. I thought really hard what to gift my groom. You see, Mr. Farmer is incredibly romantic and when it comes to gifts - he blows me out of the water. He is constantly doing things to let me know that he is thinking of me or to show me how much he loves me. Because he is so awesome in the gift giving department, I knew that I would need to come up with something extra special for his wedding gift.<br />
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Let's face the facts, Mrs. Barn is NOT a great writer (I think we can all agree on that), but I have kept a journal off and on for the past several years. It's what helped me through some very dark years before I met Mr. Farmer and I just sort of kept going with it. When Mr. Farmer proposed I started adding more and more to my journal, and I think you can see where I am going with this. I decided to gift Mr. Farmer my journal, starting from the day we met. I made sure to bring it with me to our rehearsal because I wanted to get it documented and I also wanted to be there when he opened it.<br />
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Mr. Farmer is not an emotional person but seeing him start to cry was all that I needed to lose it as well.<br />
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I kept my journal in a Microsoft Word document (real creative I know) and I transferred it over to Lulu.com<span id="goog_909233892"></span><span id="goog_909233893"></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/"></a> to print it. It was incredibly reasonable and it was the perfect gift. He later told me that he while in his hotel room, the night before our wedding, he read the whole thing cover to cover. He told me that he laughed, cried and had a lot of "oh that's what you meant" moments. It's exactly what I had in mind when I created it. I left all the entries as they were written, only going through and adding a pictures with captions. I loved it and he loved it even more knowing how much time and effort I put into putting it together.<br />
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After I presented Mr. Farmer with his gift we spent the remainder of our rehearsal dinner mingling with our guests and taking pictures. I'll spare you all those photos and only post a few of my favorites.<br />
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Yours truly with Matron of Honor Fluff and Maid of Honor K<br />
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A ridiculous photo of the Farmer family<br />
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And the whole fam looking sharp<br />
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As an added surprise to our parents Mr. Farmer and I rented them a special vintage limo. We didn't want them to have to drive and we wanted to give them a chance to speak to one another, as this would be the first time they had really had any interaction, other than the rehearsal hours prior. After the rehearsal dinner they took the children back to the hotel while we went out with our bridal party for a quick stop downtown. </div>
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Fun story time. It wouldn't be a Barn blog post without a fun story that has nothing to do with anything. You see those big "buses/RVs" in the background? Well they were all over the parking lot and knowing that quite a few concerts were going on in the area I wanted to know who they belonged to. I marched right up the the guys sitting outside grilling and said, "Hey I'm getting married tomorrow, what's with all this?" After I assured them I was not some crazy groupie and had no intentions of following them, they confided they were the band and sound crew for Steven Tyler, as in, from Aerosmith! They happened to be on their way through, and stopped for the evening, before heading to their next concert spot. No I didn't spot Steven but it was way cool nonetheless, and they wished up luck on our nuptials and toasted us as we left to join the rest of our friends.<br />
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Ok back to the details. We headed downtown Eau Claire for a quick stop at The Pickle for a celebratory shot and drink with our bridal party. Mr. Farmer and I wanted a chance to hang out with our entire bridal party before we parted ways in a few hours. Since it was the summer and college wasn't in session downtown was empty and we had the entire place to ourselves and it really was perfect.<br />
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We only had the bus for an hour after we left our rehearsal dinner so we didn't stick around for very long. We all loaded back onto the bus for the short ride back to our hotel. GM R was playing DJ for the evening and turned on the song, "Friends in Low Places" right as we pulled into the hotel parking lot. Despite being at the hotel, our entire bridal party continued to sit in the bus belting out the lyrics to "Friends in Low Places". It was quite honestly one of the best memories of the day. All our friends sitting on a bus singing, what could be better?<br />
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After our American Idol moment, everyone piled off the bus and headed to the hotel bar. Even though it was light out, I knew that I would need a good night sleep in order to be a functional human being, so I retired to my room for the last time as Miss. Barn. I kissed my groom goodnight and I spent the evening alone <a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2014/07/21/eau-claire-wedding-blogger/"><span style="color: magenta;">writing my final post</span></a> and getting a few things ready for the following morning. I knew ahead of time that I would be too excited to get any good sleep so I discussed a plan of action with my doctor and took some medication to help relax me to sleep. It was one of the best decisions that I made. Getting a good night sleep is pretty important and I am so thankful that I was able to get a full eight hours. I fell asleep thinking about walking down the aisle and that was a pretty perfect way to end our rehearsal day if you ask me.</div>
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The Friday morning before the big day was a pretty crazy busy one, you know all the prepping and stuff. Stepdaughter K and I woke up fairly early and, after a family breakfast, we headed off to the nail salon. We wanted a chance to spend some time together before all our friends and family arrived, and this was a perfect chance to do so. While K and I were getting our nails done, Mr. Farmer and stepson R were doing a bit of last minute shopping. Something we completely forgot to tell the kids about was the dress code The Florian Gardens has. </div>
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You see The Florian Gardens has a pretty strict time frame for when you can host your rehearsal, especially on a Friday, which has become a pretty popular day to get married. We could wear whatever we wanted except jeans. Thankfully, because we were aware of this beforehand (read those contracts folks) we were able to let all of our bridal party know so they could dress accordingly. However, we neglected to let the kids know so we both ended up doing some last minute shopping before the rehearsal, to make sure the children were outfitted appropriately. Hey, you can't win them all. </div>
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Anyways, after Mr. Farmer and R got R's outfit all situated they were the welcoming committee for our arriving bridal party members. K and I were running a tad bit late, kind of a theme for me it seems, so we had very little time to get ready for the rehearsal when we got back. With a little help from K I was able to throw myself together and be presentable enough.</div>
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Mr. Farmer and I needed to be at The Florian Gardens early enough to go over some final details and unload the decorations that we brought, so we wouldn't have to worry about it on the day. It was also the first time that we were able to see our venue, in person, set up for a wedding. I don't have any photos of that. We did not want to disrupt the staff while they were trying to get everything set for the wedding taking place after our rehearsal. We stayed outside the majority of the time and I was perfectly fine with that, especially when it looked like this:</div>
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So with everyone all ready to go and everyone accounted for we were able to get the show on the road.</div>
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Our wonderful, amazing, I can't say enough good things about her, wedding coordinator, Collette, gave us a run down of how everything was supposed to work. That lovely bouquet you see me carrying is from all the bows and ribbons on the gifts at my bridal shower. Apparently, for every one you break that's how many children you are supposed to have. I was pretty skilled and I didn't break any, but I am also kind of superstitious. I guess it's considered good luck to carry it with you on your rehearsal, so carry it with I did. A huge thanks to Fluff for putting it together for me.</div>
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Mr. Farmer: Ok you ready?</div>
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Miss. Barn: What is R wearing, did you really pick that out by yourself?</div>
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I might have been slightly distracted......</div>
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We worked our rehearsal backwards just for time sake. After everyone was in their appropriate place, we started at "Mr. Farmer you may kiss your bride", you can see we had different ideas.....</div>
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"Pleasure doing business with you"</div>
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R was a little shocked that we did not kiss each other and K looks incredibly confused. She later confided in me that she was really concerned our kiss wasn't going to be good enough. Collette is trying to hold it together and everyone else you can't see, is busting a gut and clapping. Anything for a good laugh!<br />
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We practiced our recessional next:</div>
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Flowergirl K and ring-bearer J refused to hold hands on the first go around. Clearly, J looks less than impressed....</div>
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MOH Fluff and Best Man N in what might be some of the only photographic evidence that he does in fact smile.</div>
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Sister in law T and Brother Barn looking ever the odd couple with their gigantic height difference, followed by the rest of our wonderful bridal party.</div>
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Once everyone has recessed, we went back through and did our processional. It was a quick rehearsal and I am sure most everyone was glad because at this point, everyone was getting excited to go check out the Go-Kart track and get checked into the hotel. A quick run through was exactly what I needed. </div>
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I will say this, I would go into your rehearsal having an idea of how you want it to go, especially if you have special places for different people. Since we had R and K, we wanted them to exit right before and right after us and it made the traditional lineup a tad complex with our flower girl and ring bearer. It could have also been because we had such a large bridal party, I haven't decided yet.</div>
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It was at about this point that I started to have a mini melt down. So many people were asking me so many questions and I couldn't quite answer them fast enough before another one was shot my way. Most often it was the same question being asked by different people. Mr. Farmer knowing how stressed out I was becoming pulled me aside and gave me a little pep talk. We had a few hours between our rehearsal and our rehearsal dinner so in order to relax and regroup, I left with Mama Barn to accompany her to her hair appointment, and Mr. Farmer stuck around the hotel to entertain our guests. </div>
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Wedding planning is overwhelming. Spending that additional alone time with my mom was exactly what I needed in order to get my head and my thoughts back in order. It helped that our hair stylist was the bomb.com and was a total dream to work with. It was the perfect opportunity to spend some quality time with my mama and to get away from the craziness of "being the bride". I came back completely relaxed and ready to tackle the rehearsal dinner with a much calmer demeanor. </div>
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Did anyone else struggle with fielding a lot of questions? Did you separate your rehearsal and your rehearsal dinner by a few hours? Please tell me I am not the only one who got a little stressed out during the rehearsal.</div>
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<a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2014/10/30/wedding-weekend-festivities/">Wedding Bales: Special Cargo</a></div>
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We hosted our rehearsal dinner at the restaurant in the other hotel from our hotel block. In the welcome letters I crafted, I invited everyone who was checking in on Friday to our dinner. We did not want it to be a very formal affair and we wanted our guests to stop in, have a bite to eat, and say hello.<br />
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Mr. Farmer and I decided to rent a limo bus to transport our bridal party from The Hotel Metropolis to <a href="http://johnnysitaliansteakhouse.com/eauclaire/"><span style="color: magenta;">Johnnie's Italian Steakhouse</span></a>. It wasn't more than a 10 minute trip but we wanted to make it as easy as possible. It's the little things!<br />
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the Holiday Inn our friends and family headed to the reserved room, while Mr.
Farmer and I attended to the gifts we needed to bring in. We had selected a
cocktail type rehearsal dinner with the idea that everyone invited
could come and go as they pleased, and we'd be able to mingle with guests.
As such, the room was set up that way, without traditional table and
chairs to seat everyone. Upon entering the hotel I was completely
blindsided by family members who were very upset and confused about the lack of
tables and chairs in the room. They didn't understand the concept of
the cocktail style reception. After some frantic panicking, and a very
upset Mrs. Barn, we ended up having the event coordinator bring in some extra
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span><span style="font-family: inherit;">It sounds minor,
but it was stressful that people were so upset about the lack of tables. I had
told everyone I thought I needed to about what kind of dinner it was going to
be. Unfortunately, I guess I missed a few key players. Our poor event
coordinator for the evening was caught right in the middle of the commotion,
and I felt so bad for her. Guests started yelling at her when
I wasn't around, and it caused quite the emotional fiasco. A word of
advice from Mrs. Barn: Make sure that </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">everyone</b><span style="font-family: inherit;"> knows what is going
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With the table and chair fiasco over with we were finally able to move forward with our rehearsal dinner. We had a fully hosted bar and various different appetizers. We served p<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">roscuitto wrapped shrimp with chimichurri, a</span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; text-align: start;">rancini, m</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; text-align: start;">ini beef sliders, crab cakes, c</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; text-align: start;">lassic shrimp cocktail, c</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; text-align: start;">aprese salad skewers, de</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; text-align: start;">viled eggs, and Johnny's Italian bread with sausage. I feel like we had one other option but I cannot think for the life of me what it was. We also had an assorted dessert display. </span><br />
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We didn't really discuss what we were gifting our attendants and that's because I wanted it to be a bit of a surprise. I know a few of my gals read the 'bee. The first gift each girl received was a pair of shoes. In blog post that never made the Weddingbee cut, I discussed how I got suckered into one of those side advertisements and found a pair of shoes that I thought were just way too fun. When I showed them to everyone they all agreed, we HAVE to wear those- no matter how silly and tacky they might be, we have to rock them. I gave them the chance to turn them down, however they all voted unanimously, "we want the crazy shoes".</div>
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These are no longer available from the website in which I purchased them from, but for those who wanted to know it was AMI Clubwear. Those tricky ads I tell ya! They were on mega clearance so I made sure to tell each girl if they threw them in the trash the next day, my heart wouldn't be broken. I am happy to report nobody has done so. I also gifted each of my ladies a bracelet that I made following <a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2013/08/13/diy-preppy-ribbon-bracelet-tutorial/"><span style="color: magenta;">Mrs. Rucksack's tutorial</span></a> (hey girl hey). I made mine slightly different, by using two different sized ribbons (sewed together) and changing it up a tad. I attached a card with a fun quote and that was gift number two. It was also a great way to do something "wedding related" in the earlier months of our engagement. </div>
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The final gift I gave each of my girls was yet another find from Weddingbee. I happened to be perusing the boards when I came across a thread that was kind of intriguing. It was a Diamond Candle ring revel thread. Ummm, say what? <a href="https://www.diamondcandles.com/"><span style="color: magenta;">Diamond Candle</span></a> - must find out what this is! So I did a little digging and found out you get a ring inside each candle that is worth either $10, $100, $1,000, or $5,000. Needless to say, I thought hey what an awesome idea so those were added to the list. Knowing that I was going to gift these to my girls, I signed up for their mailing list and only purchased them when there was a promotion going on so that I could be as thrifty as possible. Having a large bridal party can get expensive!<br />
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One of the final gifts each bridesmaid received was a Victoria's Secret lotion. I know it might sound silly or insignificant but I include one in just about every.single.gift.I.give to my friends, so I knew I couldn't break tradition now. I also spent some serious time composing each of them a heartfelt message. I wanted them to know just how much I appreciated their love and support. Mr. Farmer did the same thing for his groomsmen and all of them commented on how awesome it was to receive such a well written card. Mr. Farmer gifted each of his groomsmen a set of <a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2014/07/11/suspenders-for-groomsmen/"><span style="color: magenta;">custom suspenders</span></a> and a bottle of alcohol, which was incredibly well received.<br />
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Fun story time. While Mr. Farmer and I were packing up each gift, we realized that we were one pair of suspenders short. Stupid Mrs. Barn didn't even think to count the suspenders when I received them, to make sure they were all there. Sadly, it was such short notice that Irene was unable to accommodate an additional pair and quickly issued a refund. I frantically ran around town trying to find a gray pair of suspenders without luck. So unfortunately, usher D rocked some black ones. I was a tad bummed we weren't able to match but I totally blame myself for the oversight.<br />
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Mr. Farmer gave best man N an extra special gift of an engraved pocket watch. I was pretty surprised because he picked it out all by himself and it was pretty awesome. I later found out from N's girlfriend that N couldn't even read the card because he started to get teary eyed. He waited until he got back to his hotel room to finish reading what Mr. Farmer wrote. Mr. Farmer, I tell you what, just a sentimental teddy bear!<br />
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I gifted maid of honor K and matron of honor Fluff something a little different as well. I really wanted Fluff to know how much I appreciated all the help she provided me and how much I value our friendship. I gifted her a few things above and beyond everyone else. Fluff also received:<br />
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A Coach weekender pack and tote and a pair of Kate Spade shoes. Mr. Farmer being a huge sweetheart also gifted Fluff something special because he wanted her to know just how much he appreciated everything she did for me. He told her it was a "thank you for keeping her (Mrs. Barn) sane". Say it with me now, "awwww". Mr. Farmer gifted her a custom painted wine glass. with the phrase Girl's Best Friend on it.<br />
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K received a pair of Kate Spade shoes as well as a beautiful figurine from Mr. Farmer. I had an extra special gift that I wanted to give her but I waited until the morning of the wedding. When it came to our parents we really struggled with what to give them so we finally decided on a beautiful photo frame. We put an invitation in it with the promise of a formal wedding portrait to follow.<br />
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Up next, I reveal one of the biggest gifts of all. A special gift to Mr. Farmer....<br />
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Did anyone else have any unnecessary mis-communications? What did you gift your attendants? Did you do something special for your maid/matron of honor and best man?<br />
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Missed a recap? Catch up here:<br />
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<a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2014/10/07/last-minute-wedding-planning-6/"><span style="color: magenta;">Let's Get this Party Started</span></a><br />
<a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2014/10/30/wedding-weekend-festivities/"><span style="color: magenta;">Special Cargo</span></a><br />
<a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2014/11/17/wedding-bales-rehearsing-it-all/"><span style="color: magenta;">We Rehearse it All</span></a><br />
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Brihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16233431564892901308noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-979429421869998349.post-61329393504495593612014-11-10T07:24:00.001-08:002014-11-10T07:25:09.824-08:00Inquiring Minds Want to Know: Barn After Answers<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;">
So in an effort to try something a little different and
help out fellow blogger Miss. Border Collie we decided to have a little fun and
each answer some “Inquiring Minds Want to Know” questions. While she was, as she says, complaining to me
about her lack of writing material, this idea popped into my head and we
decided – let’s go for it! So without further ado here are my After the Wedding
answers……read Miss. Border Collie’s Before the Wedding answers here.</div>
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My biggest priority was making
sure people were well fed and having fun. I know it sounds simple and most
people wouldn’t think our menu was anything special (ok a lot of people) but
our guests L-O-V-E-D it (the ones that actually said anything to us). Most of
our guests are pretty simple people and don’t have a palette for fine dining,
that’s just who are families are. Mr.
Farmer tells me all the time, “Meat and potatoes” babe when I ask him what he
wants me to cook for our **evening meal. His best man N (who is a total cowboy)
INSISTED we have corn. Apparently you
don’t marry a farmer and have a bunch of farmers at a wedding without serving
corn, it’s sac-religious. You just don’t
do it, so we served corn. The farmers were happy which means I was happy.</div>
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My biggest concern was that
everyone was going to hate everything. I was so worried people weren’t going to
see the love we have for each other in our ceremony. I was worried people were
going to hate the food. I was worried people were going to hate our venue. I
was worried people were going to complain about the drive. I was worried for
absolutely no freaking reason whatsoever. Not a single person complained about
anything and to be honest, I really would be surprised to hear if anyone
complained to a bride about her wedding. </div>
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most?</div>
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I like to think I am a pretty
crafty person however Mama Barn puts me to shame on her worst days. Because of
that I would have to say that our invitations were the one project that I cared
about most. Mama Barn really helped by putting a lot of time and effort into
helping me figure out what exactly we should do. I would say specifically the
envelope liners were my favorite only because so many people commented to me on
how awesome they were, and she did them solely herself. As much as I hated the
total process of designing and trying to actually decide what to do I really
loved how they came out. There are definitely some changes that I would make
but the fact that I did this with my mom is what I really love about it. Since
Mama Barn is a six hour drive away it was really important to the both of us that
she was involved as much as possible and this was the perfect opportunity for a
mom’s special touch. </div>
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The wedding nightmare I had
constantly was that all of a sudden it was wedding day and I never had anything
ready. The one time my dress wasn’t there. Another time the hotel called to
tell me that they didn’t have any rooms for our guests and everyone had to
sleep in their cars (horrifying)! Once there
was another wedding going on at our venue and we had to get married in the
parking lot of the hotel. Thankfully these were all silly nightmares and nothing
even close happened. </div>
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I am happy to report that I did eat at our wedding
however not much. I did have a lot of food off of stepson R’s plate because we
ended up sharing a lot of our food. He liked my roasted potatoes and I liked
his fried potato goodness that he was served -I don’t know what they were
actually but they were damn good whatever it was. When you are the bride you
can eat whatever you want. I justified eating all the fried goodness thinking “well
at least I am consuming calories”. It may have been a slight stretch, but at
least I was eating!</div>
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What is your favorite picture?</div>
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I haven’t started my recaps yet
but I will share one of my favorite photos. This was one that when I look at I
get insanely happy and I immediately get teary-eyed. When I think back it wasn’t
a picture that I thought would have been my favorite only because it’s not a
photo of Mr. Farmer and me. Without further ado:</div>
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Photo personal – Mrs. Barn and stepdaughter K</div>
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I don’t think I can really think
of anything horrifying that went wrong at our wedding. It was all a bunch of
really small miscommunications, that nobody would really notice, but if I had
to pick one that really bothered me the most it was that my paternal grandparents
were not seated in the front row at our ceremony. I didn’t even realize it
until I got my pictures and I will say that I was INCREDIBLY disappointed. My
poor grandmother and grandfather were seated in an aisle seat like 4 or 5 rows
back and it made me so sad. Had I realized that they were sitting there I would
have stopped the ceremony and moved them myself to their place of honor. The
only thing that I can think of it that they sat themselves or sat with whomever
they walked in with. I don’t know what happened but that would be the biggest
thing that went wrong. </div>
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I would say my favorite memory
is of a very special thing that happened during our dinner. I would love to
share it but I don’t want to ruin it until I get to my recaps. I will just say
that there was not a dry eye in the place and it was a shock of a lifetime for
Mr. Farmer and me. I get goose bumps when I think about it and I can’t wait to
share it with you guys, but it really does deserve a post of its own. You will
know what I mean when you see it, I promise! Stepson R says, “When Mrs. Barn
makes a promise, she keeps it so you know she is telling the truth. She’s never
let me down”.</div>
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Our guests loved a lot of
different things about our wedding weekend but I would say that our guests
raved about our venue the most. They could not believe that we found such a
beautiful place in the middle of a metropolitan city. I am sure some of you
would say that Eau Claire, Wisconsin is far from a metropolis but to our
friends and family it was. I think just about every guest commented on how
beautiful everything was. I saw a LOT of family photos going on after the
wedding ceremony was over. It seems that since it was such a pretty place that
it was a good time to do it, and I am glad that I have those memories. I always smile to myself thinking of all those
photos in frames that were taken on the day of our wedding and it’s heartwarming.</div>
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Once the wedding was over,
everyone else headed to the hotel bar to start an after party. Groomsman G and
his wonderful wife stuck around and helped Mr. Farmer and I clean up. We had to
get everything out of the venue so there was a lot of packing that needed to be
done. Since we knew that we would have
to do this, we didn’t have a lot of extra décor that I would have loved to
have. I am so incredibly thankful to them for their help. After we packed up,
Mr. Farmer and I stopped in the hotel bar for a quick goodnight and retired to
the honeymoon suite.</div>
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I didn’t wear any special
lingerie per say except for my garter, veil, “something blue” panties, and my “Bride”
robe. I wanted to be comfortable under my dress and didn’t want to worry about
having to change either. We were so incredibly tired after all the excitement
of the day that I knew I wasn’t going to have a lot of energy left afterwards. One
of my favorite memories of the entire wedding though was when Mr. Farmer ever
so delicately helped me out of my wedding dress and gently removed the bobby
pins one by one from my hair. It was such a sweet and loving gesture that I
will always remember. </div>
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**Mr. Farmer and I have had large debates about what we
call meal time. I call it breakfast, lunch and dinner. He calls is breakfast,
dinner, and supper. I get lectured quite frequently from his friends that I am
in farm country and everyone else calls it “dinner not lunch”. Apparently city
folk say lunch and dinner and country folk say dinner and supper. Who cares, let’s eat!</div>
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Do you
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Brihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16233431564892901308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-979429421869998349.post-64033356990354204532014-10-30T11:27:00.000-07:002014-10-30T11:27:11.714-07:00Wedding Bales: Special Cargo<div style="text-align: center;">
I have been putting off my recaps for a while for a few different reasons. One of them being what you will read below. I apologize for my absence but hope you can understand why it took me so long to finally get started actually writing them.<br />
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Mr. Farmer and I picked up the Barn children the Thursday before the wedding. We decided that we wanted some family time to take advantage of the hotel we were staying at before all the wedding festivities started. <a href="http://www.metropolisresort.com/events/meetings?gclid=CJPlldepxsECFYSPMgodTDkAWQ"><span style="color: magenta;">The Hotel Metroplis</span></a>, featuring an indoor water park, Go-Kart track, laser tag, batting cages, arcade and rock climbing? Oh hell yeah, we were going to live it up! We also wanted to take our time getting to Wisconsin. It was a 4.5 hour trip for us, so we wanted to make sure we had the time to stop for plenty of potty breaks and to stretch our legs. <br />
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Before checking into our hotel, we made a quick pit stop at the other hotel in our block to drop off some "Welcome" letters. I spent the days leading up to the wedding crafting some thank you/welcome letters that our guests would receive upon check-in. It was also the perfect excuse to use up some of the leftover crafting materials, but more importantly I wanted our guests to know just how much we appreciated their attendance. We finally checked into our hotel about 15 minutes later and immediately the children wanted to head to the water park. We didn't have a schedule to keep so to the water park we went.</div>
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We made use of the water park for about 30 minutes before everyone, mainly stepson R, decided it was time to get some dinner and to clean up (hanger - serious ailment I tell you). It was at about this time that I received a phone call that shook my whole wedding weekend. Mama Barn had called to tell me that my uncle had just passed away. He suffered a massive heart attack just 2 days before and he lost his battle.<br />
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Mr. Farmer immediately took the Barn children and left for dinner when I received the phone call (so I could have some privacy) and after I "thought" I had composed myself enough I went to join them, only to lose it again at the table. I excused myself and spent some time alone in our hotel room trying to process my emotions. The huge sense of guilt I had was overwhelming. Aunt D had instructed Mama Barn NOT to tell me about anything because she was afraid it would ruin our wedding. Mama Barn knowing me a little better told me anyway, and I am glad she did, however it didn't change how guilty I felt about the whole thing. Uncle R and Aunt D were in my hometown, having traveled from Colorado, when Uncle R had his heart attack. They were there because of the wedding and knowing that was really difficult for me to process.<br />
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After composing myself for the final time I put on the best face I could and joined everyone for dinner. The children knowing how upset I was did everything they could to console me. When a 9 year old slips his hand into yours and says, "It's OK he is in God's arms now" and a 12 year old wipes away your tears, there is nothing one can do but smile and be thankful for the gift of life, love and family.<br />
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Both children held my hands as we walked to the arcade and seeing how excited they were to be there made my grief a little easier to bear.<br />
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Mr. Farmer did everything he could to help me process all of the emotions I felt that day and I cannot thank him enough. I don't know if I could have been able to cope without him at my side.<br />
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I am so grateful to these three for being the perfect positive distraction that evening. I was able to put on a brave face and enjoy the rest of the evening playing with the kids, knowing that my uncle would want me to enjoy this time in my life. I didn't want to disappoint the children who had been looking forward to this, so I did the best I could to maintain my normal bubbly mood.<br />
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How could I not enjoy the time spent with these three? It really was just what I needed.<br />
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Some of our bridal party made the trip early as well and we spent the remainder of the evening greeting them and taking turns racing on the Go-Kart track. <br />
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The attendant who was running the track was nice enough to let these two have a little battle of the siblings and it was hysterical watching them fly by each other. He got quite the work out with our group as I don't recall a single match that someone from the Barn crew wasn't racing on the track. The attendant even had an "adults only" race where we were able to go faster than the normal pace. Seeing a bunch of adults racing around a Go-Kart track was certainly memorable to say the least - it was quite the competition.<br />
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We ended the evening cheering on stepson R as he made his way up the rock climbing wall, pleading for just five more minutes. Everyone had a GREAT time playing in the arcade and it certainly lightened my somber mood to see family and friends together enjoying themselves so much. I mean, isn't that exactly what we spent all this time planning for - to have friends and family together for an incredibly joyous event? It really changed the way I looked at the remainder of our wedding weekend.<br />
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What did you do leading up to the wedding day? Did anyone else have to battle a death in the family just days before your wedding? How did you handle it?<br />
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Hive before I get started with my wedding recaps I wanted to tackle a post that was so incredibly helpful to me when I wanted to become a Bee. </div>
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I found Weddingbee via the classified section first. I was checking something out and then eventually moved over to the boards and fell head first into the craziness. Here were all these people experiencing the same feelings as me. I wasn't alone and spent a lot of time reading what other people had to say and any and all advice they could give. I finally found the blog after a few weeks and at first I just didn't get it. A bunch of people calling themselves funny names. That is until I read a few posts. After that I was instantly hooked and devoured any and all posts that I could. I went back and read some of the archives and it only solidified my guilty pleasure. I immediately became enamored with how real these women were and I knew I just HAD to be one of them. </div>
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I saw A Bees Life from Mrs. Panda and immediately went to writing my application and blog. I wrote the recommended posts, submitted my application and hoped for the best. I continued writing though because I decided that no matter what, I was going to document this amazing experience (wishful thinking). Sadly a week later I received a message that I had been rejected. Go figure! Afterwards I became immediately discouraged, stopped writing completely and forgot all about Weddingbee. Well I tried to....</div>
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I told Mr. Farmer what I had been doing and he was the one who encouraged me to try it again. I reached out to a select few bloggers who gave some of the most incredible advice and encouragement. I revamped my blog and sent my application again. I waited and waited half expecting another rejection email. Thankfully the Bees are so amazing and a special little bee let me know that she had taken a look at my blog and that I shouldn't be so worried - things were looking good. A day later I received my email that I was accepted! </div>
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Being a Bee is absolutely incredible! I have formed friendships that have extended beyond a website about Weddings. The entire community is full of wonderful people all who just want to help. It hasn't always been the easiest for me because well, I am NOT the greatest writer. My wedding wasn't the prettiest, it wasn't the most original, it wasn't very inspired and therefore kind of hard to write about. I've actually been putting it off. So why even bother becoming a blogger for a blog about weddings? </div>
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Because my wedding and my journey was <b>real.</b> I am a real person with real faults and real feelings and that's why I wanted to blog for Weddingbee. My wedding was real, not some staged photo shoot. Every success and every failure. It was real. Not every wedding needs to be the O-M-G most perfect day ever. Granted I gave it my best shot, which I failed at quite frequently, but I became a Bee because I wanted to show people that it's OK to have what you want and that it's OK to not be the most original. Your wedding is yours, and therefore should be what YOU want it to be. If you want every trendy thing out there, go for it. My wedding was more than just one day full of pretty things or my attempt at original ideas. It really was about joining together as a family and the love for each other. You will see that as I begin my recaps I assure you. </div>
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There were times that being a Bee was really difficult. It's hard to put yourself out there and keep writing. People can be so insanely cruel and love to poke fun at those who actually put themselves out there. I can't tell you how many times people have written/said awful things to/about me. Most of the time I had to hear about it from other people, which only made it worse, but those few messages sent directly to me? Mortifying. I knew that I was taking a risk by putting my story out there for all to see but if it helped even just one person, then it was a success and to those who mocked, oh well. Say what you will. It's not like I don't already know. </div>
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The Bee community is one that I will forever be indebted too. It goes far deeper than I ever imagined and I am so thankful that I was selected to be one of the Bees whose journey gets featured. The bond I have formed with this group of people is pretty incredible and that right there negates any of the brief negativity that I experienced. </div>
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1.<b> Be you.</b> I know it's a lot easier said than done. I am not naturally a writer, as you can clearly tell. I was told "find your voice". Oh okay because I know what my voice sounds like. Riiiiiiiggghhhhttt. It took a while but once I started writing it clicked. It just made sense to me and I totally understood what all the Bees were talking about. I try to write like I am having a conversation with someone or like I am writing an email (to a friend of course).<br />
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2. <b>Have a point. </b>One of the biggest pieces of advice that I received was to have a reason for your post. <i>Why</i> is far more interesting than <i>what</i> you did. The <i>what </i>is better left to the recap posts after you have already shared the <i>why</i>. I try to have a point for every post that goes up. Why did I want to write that post? <i>Why</i> did I make that decision? If the answer was simply because "that's what I did" then that particular post wouldn't go live and I would go through and re-edit it until I had a point. <br />
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3. <b>Pictures, pictures, pictures.</b> It's hard to look at a blog post if it's all just text. I like the visual effect pictures have and I try to use them to help breakup all the paragraphs. I never allow a post to go up without a picture, even if it's a silly photo of myself! Or a Princess Jasmine cat riding a magic carpet.....<br />
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4. <b>Just write.</b> Sometimes it is as simple as writing a few thoughts and then letting it sit for a day or two and coming back to it. Once I did that, I could adjust, reword and rework the whole post. It was a lot easier to edit something knowing that I already started a post, and honestly it was a lot easier to do #1 once I already had some content.<br />
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5. <b>Have fun.</b> This is an incredible experience in your life. I have really enjoyed every high and low that I have felt along the way. I tried to put as much emotion into my posts as I could but for the most part I was just having fun. Enjoy it all.<br />
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If you are thinking about becoming a Bee I would highly encourage you to just do it. If I can do it, you sure can! For anyone who is considering it, I would more than happily take a peek at your blog.<br />
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Good luck! I promise recaps next!</div>
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Brihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16233431564892901308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-979429421869998349.post-65763159556138178142014-10-07T12:11:00.001-07:002014-10-07T12:11:04.085-07:00Wedding Bales: Let's Get This Party Started<div style="text-align: center;">
The week leading up to the wedding was pretty crazy. I sent Mr. Farmer away <strike>to enjoy the 2014 All-Star game,</strike> get out of my hair so that I could finish up some last minute DIY. Thankfully he returned just in time to help get everything packed up and ready to go. Being apart probably wouldn't work for everyone but it worked for us.<br />
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While he was off enjoying some time with GM JBoy and GM R, I was at home crafting/putting together all those last minute projects that I told myself, "Oh I have plenty of time to complete". I didn't realize just how much I had <strike>left to the last minute</strike> forgotten until I started running through the packing list in my head.<br />
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It was a serious setup. Side story time. You see that beautiful chair right? Duh. Anyways, Mrs. Barn made the mistake of wearing a racer back tank top to stepdaughter K's softball tournament just 10 days before the wedding. Sadly, I did not plan accordingly and got VERY sun burnt. This was my desperate attempt to even out my heinous tan lines. I did whatever I could outside rocking a bandeau top (thankfully we don't really have neighbors). Back to your regularly scheduled blog post....</div>
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Thankfully bridesmaid K and best man N were available to lend an extra hand. We went through every glue stick, tube of glue, tape or anything sticky we had available to finish everything. I didn't realize that I would even need an extra hand but poor best man N found himself working with a hole punch and cutting loads of twine just days before our departure. Don't show up to my house days before the wedding and expect to watch your girlfriend and the bride craft - not going to happen buddy. I'll put you to work. Just saying.<br />
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Our poor home was totally taken over by wedding supplies & gifts (more on that later)<br />
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Despite the craziness, there was something so surreal and exciting about getting all of those things ready to haul to Wisconsin. I couldn't have been more excited and am almost certain that I didn't eat more than 1,000 calories/day leading up to d-day. Do yourself and favor and eat. I know it's hard but just do it. You will thank me later. </div>
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I did take a break during my crafting spree to enjoy a special little package sent by Mrs. Pyramid. </div>
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My bees arrived!!</div>
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She sent a lovely card with a beautiful message that has since been stored away somewhere safe.With the bees finally in my possession it was time to pack everything up and get on our merry way.<br />
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What did you spend the final days doing? Were you finishing up crafting? Did you and your intended spend it apart like we did?<br />
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So while I am awaiting on the last of the photos to roll in I figured I would take the time to do something a little fun. <span style="color: magenta;"><a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2014/03/21/vegas-elopement/#axzz3DFD5oP7U"><span style="color: magenta;">Miss. Hen</span></a> </span>talked about the "Wedding That Almost Was" and now that I am on the other side I thought it would be fun to let you in on a little secret. The wedding we had was not the wedding I wanted.<br />
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The wedding that I always dreamed of was thrown out the window the minute I met Mr. Farmer. Why? Well because he is Mr. Farmer and his occupation is, well a farmer. You see the wedding I always dreamed of was a beautiful autumn wedding. If you recall in my <a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2014/09/03/married-life-3/#axzz3DFD5oP7U"><span style="color: magenta;">previous post</span></a> I briefly mentioned the harvest season. Well if you were following along (and heck yeah you should have been) you know that harvest season is pretty much the busiest time of the year for any member of the farming community. Since all of his friends and family are farmers, fall was an entire season not available. In fact the reason we were married in July was because of his crazy farming schedule (it was the only month we had a choice of).<br />
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So what would have the Barn wedding looked like? Let's play!<br />
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The Barn wedding below would have been done on an unlimited budget and obviously weather would not have been an issue. It would be at my in-laws on their big beautiful lawn under a gorgeous giant tent. Very similar to this, ok pretty much exactly like this:<br />
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Christmas lights would have been draped everywhere I could put them. Light would have played a big part in the minimal decor I would have. To decorate the inside of the tent I would have large lighted trees all over the place:<br />
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Autumn in Minnesota means the start of shorter days so the more lights the better. I would have tried to incorporate wheat where I could as a design element - hello I am marrying a farmer after all. Something like this would do:<br />
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My dress would have had sleeves and been much simpler than what I originally chose. I would imagine something pretty like this:<br />
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Add a little champagne/gold and perfection. Fall is such a beautiful time of the year that I don't think I would have had much decor, although I can imagine something like this:<br />
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I've always dreamed of having a big budget that I could spend on having so many amazing pieces however now that I am on the other side, that's what picking a good venue is for. You shouldn't need a whole bunch of decorations to make your wedding beautiful, use what is already there.<br />
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There are still some decisions that would have made the cut but the entire feeling of the wedding would have been shifted from a fun bright summer wedding to a rustic warm autumn affair. However, at the end of the day it would still be our wedding and I would still be married to my best friend surrounded by all the people we love most. His family becoming mine and my family becoming his - our family becoming one and that is something that no one or anything could change.<br />
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A wedding is simply that, a wedding. No matter all the beautiful things that are associated with such a historical event, the marriage is where the true beauty lies.<br />
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Happy Friday Hive! I know, I know, I am seriously slacking on my blogging. I know, I suck. We had an unexpected second shooter who was able to capture our entire rehearsal dinner and I am not so patiently waiting for those photos to arrive. So, until they do you are stuck with lots of promises to not suck at life for much longer. I am eager to start my recaps and share our special day with the Hive, however until that time I am going to let you into my world and share with you one of my favorite ongoing series posts - The Secret Life of Bees!</div>
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I started thinking about this post when I first got accepted to the Bee. I kind of had a moment of panic because well, I am not very interesting and don't really have any deep dark secrets. Having to think of things to share with you - well let's just say it was kind of hard. I don't think I am the most unique person out there (oh who am I kidding I'm boring) but there are some interesting things I can share. </div>
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1. In order to know me better you need to know a huge part of me. I have a special needs brother who is my entire world. Hive meet Brother Barn:</div>
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My brother enriches my life so much more than he could ever understand or I could ever put into words. Being six hours away is tough at times but we certainly try to stay in touch as much as we can. Growing up with him, as tough as it was sometimes (we fought a lot) has taught me incredible patience and understanding, something that has benefited my marriage greatly. My brother and Mr. Farmer have a wonderful relationship and for that I am incredibly thankful. I shouldn't have been worried but people are insanely cruel at times, so I tend to be very protective of my brother and introducing him to a whole new family was a little nerve racking for me. I didn't want to overwhelm him but everyone was fully prepared and the introduction was totally smooth.</div>
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Having him in my life helps me to appreciate the little things in life that are so easy to take for granted. Being independent. Having a job. Getting married. Being healthy. Having a family. Owning a home. All of these are things that my brother wants in life but are difficult for him to achieve or highly unlikely. I love my brother so much and he truly has shaped who I am as a person and as a wife to Mr. Farmer. He is continuously showing me and teaching me things about myself and for that I will be eternally grateful. </div>
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2. I have a seriously love for dill pickles.<br />
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There is a jar of pickles in my refrigerator at.all.times. I have been known to eat an entire jar by myself in one day, no shame folks. I am really lucky though because my family has an extensive garden (part of my brother's therapy) where Mama Barn grows cucumbers to make me pickles. Every time I travel home Mama Barn sends a few jars of pickles home with me. She even cuts them into spears the way I prefer because well my mom rocks. I trade her the empty jars for fresh jars. I suppose one of these days that I will have to learn her recipe so that I can carry on the tradition, but until then I am going to enjoy being spoiled by my mama!<br />
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3. I hunt.<br />
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Out of respect for those that don't understand or agree I won't post any photos but it's been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. One of my youngest childhood memories was hunting with my daddy at the age of 5. As women my mother and I are in the minority, but it's so much more than the thrill of the hunt for us. It's a huge part of our family tradition and that alone is what makes it appealing to me. I could care less if I am successful in my harvest or not, but the time spent with my family and friends is invaluable to me.<br />
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I remember being a little girl and telling my grandfather how I couldn't wait to go bear hunting with him when I was big enough. He would say, "Bianca (what my name would be in Polish) when it's time we will go and get you your bear." Well 15 years later I made that dream come true and on the last day of our hunt, I was successful. I did so with my grandfather sitting right next to me, even weeks after a major car accident rendered him incapable of turning his head. He was there because it meant a lot to the both of us and he wasn't going to miss it for the world. Those are the memories that still make me tear up inside and that's the reason I load a gun every year and wear my orange and camo with pride.<br />
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4. I am a HUGE dog lover.<br />
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It's pretty bad, well I mean it's never a bad thing but I can't even watch an ASPCA commercial without bawling. A movie where the dog dies? Heart-wrenching! I cry big ol' alligator tears. If I know the dog is going to die in a movie, I won't watch it simply for that reason.<br />
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Top left: My dad's surprise father's day gift that I picked out for him, Boomer and my Berkley - Top Right: Berkley - Lower Left: Boomer, Berkley and Rocky my brother's therapy dog The 3 Amigos - Lower Right: Berkley in a tutu LOVE!<br />
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I grew up with dogs my entire life and my home would not be complete without one. Thankfully Baby Berkley takes care of my need for a cute furry creature, however it's a constant struggle because Mr. Farmer is NOT a dog lover. They don't give him the warm fuzzies like they do for me. He did not grow up with a dog inside the house and is such a neat freak that it some times causes issues. I just want to have Baby B around all the time but Mr. Farmer is more of a pat on the head, good dog type of guy. He likes them but is not nearly as passionate about them as my family or I am. I would rescue a whole bunch of them if I could. In fact I joke that if I hadn't met Mr. Farmer that I would be a dog lady. Between Mama Barn and I - we would totally own a rescue organization if we could.<br />
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Mr. Farmer might not be a huge dog lover but he does have a weakness. He is kind of a sucker for a Labrador so of course when stepdaughter K wanted one last year, daddy was oh so happy to oblige. Seriously though how could you say no to her!?<br />
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So we have our Winchester, K's dog outside and Berkley inside. No need to fret though, when it's cold Winchester does come inside, we aren't heartless. It's the best of both worlds for us. Berkley is still getting used to spending more time outside during the warmer months and Winchester is getting used to being inside at times, but hey it's all about compromise right!?<br />
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5. I can't drive a tractor.<br />
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Shocking I know! Despite being married to a farmer and spending plenty of hours in a tractor I still don't know how to drive it. I once drove six hours to see Mr. Farmer, woke up the next day and spent 13 hours driving around with him in the tractor planting, only to wake up on Sunday and drive another six hours home. All of that with a pinched nerve in my neck. That's real love right there folks! I literally spent 25 hours on my butt, driving. Seriously though, I haven't the slightest idea how to drive one. Mr. Farmer has tried to teach me but every time I get in the driver's seat I panic. There are too many buttons, levers, gears, pedals and things I can break that I start to have a panic attack. Heart racing, palm sweating, feel like the world is ending and that I could die, it's pretty horrid. That's a really expensive piece of equipment and what if I break it?! Mr. Farmer assures me that I can't break it but I just can't seem to get myself in the driver's seat.<br />
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6. I'm a Packer fan.<br />
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Big surprise being from Wisconsin and all. Mr. Farmer is a Vikings fan. It's basically forbidden love. He said he would never date a Packer fan and I said I would never date a Vikings fan. Well........it happened. Football Sunday is always an adventure in our household and quite entertaining. I am a die hard and no matter what, refuse to support the Vikes and he refuses to support GB, even though I have the better team (obviously)! Although I think I am getting him to come around because this season he did purchase this for me:<br />
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He has a constant battle going with my mom who sent him a Packer schedule last year just to irritate him. Mama Barn is known for pranks and jokes. He turned around and sent her a Vikings pom-pom only to see this the following day on his Facebook wall:<br />
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They really do love each other I promise! This year Mama Barn bought him Vikings duct tape as a peace offering. We shall see how long it lasts. We do have some teams that we can agree on because we both love football but the passion we feel for our beloved teams can't come close. Needless to say we argue nonstop about who has the better team, (clearly I do) and are always trying to get the other to jump ship. Sorry babe it's just not going to happen.</div>
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That Packer jersey above has a number 7 on it for a reason. Mr. Farmer also has a Vikings jersey with the number seven on it as well. You see Mr. Farmer and I have a strange love for the number. We met at a restaurant called Seven (totally our favorite in the Cities) and the first time we spoke since meeting was March seventh. Our first date was April seventh. We were married in the seventh month. We fly out for our honeymoon on January seventeenth. I met Mr. Farmer when he was 37. I was 27 when we got married. It has become a special number to us and we have decided that anything special needs to have the number seven in it. We are weird, I've accepted it.</div>
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So there you have it folks. A little light shed on Mrs. Barn. Tell me a bit about yourself and what makes you unique. What makes you - well you!?</div>
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Goodness gracious how the heck are you hive?! I know, I know I have been seriously slacking. As I sat at home sick wanting to feel better, I realized that I really needed to get back to blogging, or at least provide an update. I have a few more things to <strike>bore you with</strike> share with you. I promise I didn't forget about you lovely people. You see something happens after you get married. Life as we know it, returns to normal. Crazy I know!</div>
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As a bride we spend so much time and effort planning this wonderful and beautiful day that once it's over, you just sort of, "turn off the wedding", that is until you receive your wedding photos and you relive all those amazing emotions all over again. In the Barn household we have been so incredibly busy that we haven't had time to think about the wedding or blow up our photographer for our wedding photos. So what has been keeping us so busy?</div>
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A 12 foot addition. We have also gutted the entire house and are updating everything. </div>
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Oh and what's that railing you see? Our newest adventure:</div>
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Needless to say we have been pretty busy trying to get the new house move in ready before Mr. Farmer heads into harvest (despite the fact we live in Minnesota Mr. Farmer grew up with a pool so it was a must for the new place). For those of you unfamiliar with the "planting" season and "harvest" season, you can pretty much kiss the farmer in your life good-bye. Instead of joining you for dinner around a table, it's eaten in the combine or sitting on the tailgate of a truck. Date nights are spent enjoying the soft glow of the tractor/combine console lights as you hold hands driving around the field. It's pretty romantic but more than anything it's crazy busy, so we have been trying to get as much done as we can before our entire community moves to the fields.<br />
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The other thing keeping me from you amazing Bees? School sports! Stepdaughter K and stepson R have started their crazy school schedules which means most of our free time is coordinating and trying to figure out what time we need to be where. I love every bit of it but it leaves very little time for blogging. I promise though I will get back to regularly scheduled postings.</div>
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It has certainly kept my mind from thinking about the wedding though and anxiously waiting for our professional photos to be ready. Married life is pretty amazing and I couldn't be happier knowing that I get to share the rest of my life with one incredible man and the two little Barns that have stolen my heart. This last month has given me time to relax and get my routine back (even if it is crazy). I went from cruising the internet ferociously looking for the best deal on chargers to actually making dinner every night. Instead of hoarding boxes and making piles of wedding decorations our house is now clutter free and I can see the dust in each corner (I went on a cleaning spree post wedding and it felt so wonderful). The wedding decor that I told myself I would sell afterwards has been moved to the garage waiting for me to go through it. </div>
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Getting your life back to normal after you get married is anything but exciting, well maybe it's exciting but I certainly didn't think so. It's so anticlimactic, but it's still a part of the process. Although now that I have taken a break from the wedding and anything wedding related I am ready to dive head first into our recaps and detail our special day with you wonderful people! Let's get the party started shall we?</div>
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Hi Hive! I am so excited to get back to regular postings, but until I get my pro photos to start my recaps let's talk about something else. Honeymoons!<br />
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Being on the other side now (still amazing) I totally understand the need for one and why people go right after the wedding. The wedding itself is stressful and it's a great way to relax and unwind, which I totally understand now. Besides, who wouldn't want to spend a whole bunch of time with your new spouse smooching and loving life? I get it I really do. However, we joined the ranks of many bees before us when we decided to delay our honeymoon. Shocker, I know (ok maybe not). You will understand after this post, I promise!<br />
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Mr. Farmer and I decided pretty early where we were going to head for our honeymoon, Bora Bora. There is no place like it in the world and it was a pretty easy decision for us to make. It was the one place we both wanted to go and it was the only place either of us considered going. We enjoy traveling and wanted to make sure our honeymoon was a trip of a lifetime and Bora Bora accomplishes that for us.<br />
How can you say no to this, over water bungalows:</div>
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I die, this is amazing! That is, until we started looking at travel times and flight times. Mr. Farmer has serious knee problems (surgery is on the horizon) and I have serious problems with my back/knees, so being in a plane for that long was a big no-no for our health (being 6'0 on a plane can be challenging at best). Doctors were consulted and the resounding answer was "No, not advised at this time". Bummer! Another deciding factor was that we didn't want to be quite so far away from the children, so with that we kissed our dream honeymoon good-bye and tried to find something a little closer to home.<br />
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To us, we knew that a beach was where we wanted to go. We went to Cozumel this past January on what we called our "pre-moon" so we knew without a doubt that Mexico was out for us. Fun fact time - the resort thought we were on our honeymoon and every time we tried to tell them we weren't married yet they thought we were joking. </div>
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The Barns living it up in Cozumel with BM K/husband M and GM E/wife J:</div>
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I left the planning up to Mr. Farmer and he came to me to get the final approval. I gave him a few requirements and he was able to arrange the whole thing. So where are the Barns headed on their honeymoon?</div>
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Sandals Regency La Toc Saint Lucia!<br />
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I cannot even begin to describe how excited we are to go here. Now the other big mystery, when are we going on said honeymoon? Winters in Minnesota are pretty rough; it's frigidly cold and the wind makes it pretty unbearable. Mr. Farmer and I were both born in the month of January and what better way to celebrate our birthdays and beat the winter blues than to head somewhere warm and tropical. So the Barns will be holding off for 6 months and taking our luxurious honeymoon this coming January. Plus I needed to rack up some vacation time at my new job so it worked out perfectly for us to hold off.<br />
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Let's check out what we have in store for us in January. We have elected to go with the Sunset Bluff Oceanfront Two Story One Bedroom Butler Villa Suite with Private Pool (what a mouth full)!</div>
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Oh yes, you read that correctly - a private pool and a private butler! We wanted to make this a trip of a lifetime so in addition to the killer suite we made sure to purchase first class airline tickets. If we are going to do a first class honeymoon we might as well go all out right?! We also decided due to our medical issues the extra room first class provides was invaluable. We don't want to spend our honeymoon in physical pain so it was a very easy decision for us. </div>
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The suite we chose also provides another amenity that was pretty invaluable to us. It's a good 90 minutes from the airport to the resort and with this suite comes a private car service to transport you from the airport to the resort. Knowing that we won't have to travel in a crowded bus going through the twists and turns it takes to arrive at our final destination is peace of mind for both of us (and our stomachs). </div>
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Speaking of stomachs, yeah I just did that, I cannot wait to try all nine (yes nine!) of the restaurants on the premises. With the butler service we also have the option of having breakfast/lunch/dinner served to us in our room if we decide we don't want to venture out of the room, or as I prefer, put on real clothes. We have a choice of just about every cuisine we could choose from: French, Italian, Mediterranean, British, Seafood, and Asian Inspired. We even have a pizza place and a sushi restaurant! I have already made arrangements for a gym membership after this trip. I may or may not gain about 20 lbs enjoying all the amazing food!<br />
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Now, if we decide that we have explored enough of our resort we can venture to the other two Sandals resorts on St. Lucia. As part of the Sandals package we can take a trip to <a href="http://www.sandals.com/main/grande/gl-home/"><span style="color: magenta;">Sandals Grande Saint Lucia</span></a> or <a href="http://www.sandals.com/main/halcyon/ha-home/"><span style="color: magenta;">Sandals Halcyon Beach</span></a> to experience their amenities or restaurants. </div>
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Well the time is here my lovelies. I am sitting in my hotel room while my handsome groom is off spending some much needed time entertaining our guests. I am exhausted but totally excited all at the same time. The last 10 months have been a total whirlwind of emotions. Mr. Farmer and I have been planning this elaborate event for what seems like forever and now it's here. </div>
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I can honestly say that this has been the time of my life. I have never been happier than I have been these last 2 days. Despite a few downfalls (death in the family, hotel mix-ups, rehearsal dinner snafus) nothing could bring me down from this amazing high that I have been on. I am so incredibly ready to marry the love of my life tomorrow in a front of all our family and friends. We are so blessed by all the people who have made the journey to Eau Claire to celebrate with us, and for that I am beyond grateful. </div>
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To all the amazing readers and fellow Bees, I cannot thank you enough for all the encouraging words you have provided me throughout my entire journey, whether it be good or bad. Whenever I needed advice or support you wonderful Bees were there to lend an ear and offer advice. Specifically I want to thank Miss. Milk Cow for allowing me to blow up her mailbox with insane freak out moments. She was always there to give me a little advice and as she is doing the same thing as I am doing today, I cannot help but think about her and thank her for offering some insightful advice. </div>
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One of the best things about this amazing experience is getting to share it with my step children. Watching them link arms as they walked down the aisle during our rehearsal, I couldn't help but smile to myself. There are just no words - none that could possibly express how much their presence here means to me. I am so lucky to be their stepmother, they are some amazing children, and hearing them tell me how much they love me and how happy they are that I am their step mom fills my heart with an overcoming sense of joy. </div>
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Through this entire thing Mr. Farmer has stood by my side and supported me through every possible thing I could ask of him. When I was struggling with venues, he was there to lend a supportive hug. When I had problems with family, he was there to pick me up and talk me down. When I was going crazy with the details that I missed he was always my rock. I cannot thank him enough for the love and support he has given me throughout this entire journey. Mr. Farmer I love you so much and as I spend my final night alone, I cannot wait to wake up tomorrow with your name on my lips and love in my heart. I love with until the end of time and back!</div>
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Signing off for the last time as Miss. Barn! Thank you for following me on this crazy journey! I will see you fabulous folks on the other side, but until then I will leave you with this little sneak peak! WI pride baby...</div>
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<br />Brihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16233431564892901308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-979429421869998349.post-11569035062759997592014-07-11T07:02:00.002-07:002014-07-11T07:02:57.153-07:00Suspended in Style<div style="text-align: center;">
We are in the final phase of wedding planning - freak out phase! Ok, ok, I am just kidding (ok not really) but in all reality we are getting so close to the big day and the closer we get, the more excited I become. For the longest time I would tell Mr. Farmer that I just couldn't believe that I get to marry the love of my life and that it is only ______ months/weeks and now days away. It just didn't feel real yet, but now that we are in wedding month and the countdown is in the single digits I assure you, it feels real now! I am scrambling around trying to make sure we have everything together before we leave for the wedding. </div>
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I am beyond excited to marry Mr. Farmer but until I do there are a few more things I wanted to share with you lovelies. Back when we were brain storming our menswear selections, I came up with an idea that I just omg.had.to.have. Since our guys are only wearing vests and those vests will be coming off shortly after the ceremony (because let's face it, they hardly ever keep those damned things on) I decided to have a little fun.<br />
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I love this photo. Not only because they are wearing Hugo Boss but I was really drawn to their suspenders. Huh?! Suspenders? Oh hells yes. It was an element that I was drawn too and I knew that once those vests get taken off after the ceremony they will be left with their tie (which most likely will be taken off too) and their suspenders. I still wanted them to look like a bridal party member and not just a guest at our wedding (not that anyone would confuse them). It was just one of my things so back off. You know, one of the things that you just omg.have.to.have. Every bride has a few of those things and these were mine, so we are having:<br />
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I presented the idea to Mr. Farmer who was totally in love with the idea. Why? Because his friends are total goofballs and it just fits their personalities and style to do something a little off the beaten path. Once all the guys found out what we were doing everyone was incredibly excited about rocking some bespoke gear. I enlisted the help of Irene from <a href="https://www.etsy.com/people/finehandmadeclothing"><span style="color: magenta;">finehandmadeclothing</span></a> on Etsy and well let's just say she is fabulous! I made sure to give her plenty of time and in 2 months** I had my suspenders sent to us in a nicely wrapped package:<br />
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White for Mr. Farmer, hot pink for BM N, hot pink chevron for JBM R, black for our ring bearer, and gray for the rest of our guys.<br />
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I gave Irene free reign with the patterns and she knocked it out of the park! So fun story time. When Junior Best Man R found out that he was wearing hot pink he immediately told me, "Well if I have to wear pink, than I want a breast cancer awareness pin on my suspenders because real men who wear pink support breast cancer and so do I." I almost died of shock, - he is only 8! After I picked my jaw up off the floor I immediately obliged and got him a pin for his suspenders. JBM R is a huge sports fan (seriously he will blow you away with stats it's incredible) so I think his breast cancer support stems from the NFL and their pink sports apparel they wear during the month of October. Either way it was a great request and I couldn't be prouder!<br />
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In addition to the suspenders Mr. Farmer has decided to mix up the traditional outfit even more and has requested that his gents all wear mismatched socks. When I told MOH K about it she laughed and loved the idea. Why? Because apparently mismatched socks are a thing and "Miss. Barn how the heck do you not know this?!" Seriously K and R make me feel old sometimes, but anyways getting back to the point. Socks. Mismatched. We are doing it.<br />
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I found a pack of 12 on Amazon<span style="color: magenta;"> <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fine-Fit-Designer-Dress-Pattern/dp/B00KWKN05A/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1405044621&sr=8-1&keywords=12+pair+of+mixed+dress+socks"><span style="color: magenta;">here</span></a> </span>and since the price couldn't be beat, I snatched them up right away. Mr. Farmer has such a fun personality and all of his friends do too, so this is just a small way to bring their shenanigans to the wedding, in an appropriate way. I giggled when I received the package (because I still giggle, sorry not sorry) but I think our guys will be able to rock some fun socks and suspenders with big smiles. Everyone seems pretty excited about it and there have already been fights over who gets which socks.<br />
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Taking something as simple as a rented suit and making it your own was important to not only Mr. Farmer but me as well. I wanted Mr. Farmer's personality to shine through, despite the fact he will be wearing something many people before him have worn. I am wearing a beautiful dress with all my lovely accessories, why not make sure he has elements he is just as in love with?<br />
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We are slowly wrapping things up and getting stuff ready for the wedding. Oh who am I kidding, we are running around frantically trying to remember all of the stuff we have to pack and get ready. I am slowly freaking out more and more every day we get closer and our poor house is a maze of shipping boxes with even more to come. At least our wardrobe is all ready, and for that I can be grateful!<br />
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When the time came to think about aisle decor I was pretty blase about the whole thing. I mean it's pretty and all but who really notices anyways, you know what I mean? So when Collette, our wedding coordinator, asked me what my plan was, I was at a total loss (seems to be my trend). I had pinned some inspiration quite some time ago, back when Mr. Farmer and I first got engaged (and when I was still using Pinterest) but I haven't even thought about it since then. </div>
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It's a nice slab of cement. So the traditional aisle runner that I wanted to do was out. Cement and aisle runners do not get along very well. The wind gets a hold of it and creates ripples and creates a tripping hazard. I don't want Mr. Farmer to whip out his EMT training on our wedding day because someone fell. I would feel awful if someone hurt themselves at our wedding. No bueno. I would have loved to have one but logistics canned that idea and let's be real here, I would more than likely be the one tripping.<br />
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Isn't it funny when you look back at things you thought were interesting, only to look at them now and think, WTF MISS. BARN ARE YOU ON CRACK!?</div>
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This idea is pretty in theory but I would be way too scared of someone knocking it over and staining my dress or someone stepping on broken glass. Just looking at this now gives me anxiety at all the things that could potentially go wrong for an accident prone bride such as myself. *shudder*</div>
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Thankfully, I have a pretty awesome wedding coordinator who suggested hanging something from the shepherd's hooks that I could rent from them. Hey, I like the sound of that. Mama Barn had an idea and we went with it (to be fair I had pinned this project a while ago so it was a joint effort).</div>
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These were pretty simple to make. All you do is punch and pin. Punch and pin. We used a slightly shimmery white paper and it looks pretty awesome in real life. There were some things that made the process a lot easier though. </div>
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Mama Barn decided at the last minute to get some sequin to add to them and it really added a nice element to the flower. Everyone who has seen them loves the little detail. </div>
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We would push the flowers into the ball and when it was finished we would go over it again to see if there were any spots that needed to be filled in or pins that needed to be moved. The paper we used was just a sheet of card stock that we got at the local Michael's. We created 12 balls and it took the three of us (Mama Barn, MOH Fluff, and me) close to about 6 hours. I wanted to see how many pins each 4" ball would take and it was roughly 150 pins for each ball (you're welcome for that). Which means we went through approximately 1800 pins and punches!!</div>
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For the pink pomanders here we wrapped it with a fuchsia tissue paper before pinning the flowers down so that the "space" between each pin wouldn't be as noticeable. At the end we had extra flowers so we combined the colors to create 2 pomanders that will be used for the first rows at the venue. We figured this would be a good way to differentiate our VIPs. </div>
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This wasn't a very expensive project as the most expensive part was the Styrofoam balls. I totaled my costs and I came to to $50.55. Mama Barn bought about $12 worth of supplies so the total was $62.55. Thankfully the weekend we worked on this project JoAnn's was having a great sale so we used coupons for the three trips we had to make (it always sucks when you run out of something). </div>
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We also decided to make another kind using a different kind of paper flower. I ordered some carnations from <a href="http://www.efavormart.com/white-craft-carnations.aspx"><span style="color: magenta;">eFavormart</span></a> for pretty cheap ($49.16) after seeing some people on the boards of WB talk about them. I ordered these before Mama Barn came up with her idea to use the punched flower pomanders, however they did not go to waste. We have decided to use these as decoration throughout the venue.</div>
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I ordered white and fuchsia and made 1 solid color and 2 mixed colors. The mixed colors will be given to our flower girls to carry.</div>
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Two weekends ago was my bachlorette party and Mr. Farmer's bachelor party. Since all of our close friends are standing up (and quite a few haven't met each other) we decided to have a joint party instead of separate ones. It worked out better for us and our friends to do it this way, and hey it's my party I can do it however I want. </div>
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The Friday before the big day we packed Mr. Farmer, Best Man N, Bridesmaid K (also N's girlfriend) and me into my car for a 6 hour road trip to Wausau, Wisconsin, my hometown. We decided to split the trip up and spent Friday night in the Cities (Minneapolis/St. Paul). While I was busy <a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2014/03/26/hand-embroidered-wedding-handkerchief/#axzz35UmbSQXr"><span style="color: magenta;">stitching in the front seat</span></a>, Mr. Farmer was busy snapping ridiculous selfies (at a stop light of course). </div>
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In the morning we split ways and the boys headed towards Wausau while K and I headed towards Eau Claire. I had my "re-do" hair and make-up trial, which I will share much later I promise. After Jez successfully flipped my look from bridal to bachlorette K and I hit the road to join the others. Although before pulling into the hotel we did make a mad dash to Ulta, priorities people! </div>
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We met up with the boys and headed to the hotel to begin getting ready. Some friends showed up early while we were getting ready but they were awesome and hung out until we were all finished. Clearly our hotel room was the place to be. We ate some chow where I was able to spend some time with Mama and Papa Barn as well as my bro. I don't get to see them much and Papa Barn works weekends so it's pretty rare that I get to see my daddy for more than a few minutes when I am in town, so it was nice to chat with him, especially the weekend of Father's Day!</div>
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So I am just going to go ahead and say our party is probably not at all unique to anyone and clearly not very awe inspiring but it was a blast and everyone had a good time, so I will spare you the play by play and just give you the highlights should you be curious. If you're not skip ahead no hard feelings.</div>
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MOH Fluff spearheaded a party bus rental and that's what we did (she did a fabulous job organizing everything, shout out to Fluff). So, bar hoping. Mr. Farmer and I aren't huge party people/bar flys but we certainly had one heck of a good time and I know our bridal party and friends did!</div>
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MOH Fluff gifted me some goodies, so I rocked the typical tiara, sash, and carried my "Suck for a Buck" bouquet with bachlorette pride. It was totally fun getting all dressed up, even if it was only to go out in little ol' Wausau, Wisconsin- it was still a good time and we owned it.</div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Our invitation suite was ordered from Rebecca from mycharmingprints on Etsy. She was incredible to work with and gave me 2 additional cards for no charge. She also changed the design to match the colors I requested, and oh yeah did I mention she did it all within 24 hours?! Honestly she is fabulous and I would use her again in a heartbeat. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> Now I printed these myself in our basement, where our printer is located. I laid them out to dry and then stacked them up until we were ready to use them. Do you see where I am going with this? Imagine my surprise when it came time to assemble our invites and some of the envelopes were already sealed!? I wasn't thinking about the fact that it was spring in Minnesota and very humid, especially in our basement. Stacking them like I did was a disaster waiting to happen. I spread them out upstairs and was able to salvage most of them but I did have to reprint some. So tip number one - make sure you have extra envelopes for mess ups!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The inner envelope was another<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><a href="http://www.envelopemall.com/mill-brand-envelopes/shop-by-size/announcements/5-1-4-x-7-1-4-a7/stardream-metallic-lapis-lazuli-euro-flap-5-1-4-x-7-1-4-a7-envelope-100-pack.html"><span style="color: magenta;">Envelope Mall</span></a><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>purchase, the Euro Flap Stardream
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">They are much darker in person. I wanted a dark navy
and these did not disappoint; they had a nice shimmer to them too. I also used a wax seal with the same pattern as
Mrs. Goat. I got the stamp and wax via a Weddingbee Classified ad way back in
the beginning stages of our planning, knowing that I wanted to use it on
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I followed the same instructions the lovely
Mrs. Waterfall and many Bees before me suggested. Although instead of a plate we went with wax paper so we
could get a bunch of them quickly and it worked really well. Sadly after making these my glue gun bit the dust
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">As you can see we added an envelope liner. I ordered silver wrapping paper as a way to save
some cash and it worked out very nicely. Had it been the holiday season,
or had I actually known what I was going to do earlier, I would have purchased the
wrapping paper during the winter months to save even more money. For those looking to do an
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> I was a little apprehensive ordering
it online, since the stock picture was not very detailed but I am very happy
with it. For those of you wondering, we were able to get 30 liners for
an A7 envelope out of 1 roll. Mama Barn figured out the best pattern to get the
most out of each roll. I ordered 5 rolls and was able to get enough for 150
envelopes including some test templates. </span><span style="font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Breaking this down budget wise we did pretty well:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Outer envelope - Envelope Mall: $63.12</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Inner envelopes Envelope Mall: $55.77</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Silver wrapping paper - Paper Source: $61.57</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Ribbon - Koyal Wholesale: $49.00</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Forever Please Mini-Moo: $64.68 (250)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Invitation design - Etsy: $25 </span></div>
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Invitation Printing (3 different cards) - U Printing: $172.71</div>
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Wax & Stamp - $17.84</div>
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Postage - $216.05</div>
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Grand total: $725.74 for a total of 200 invites </div>
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This was still cheaper than anything I could order online, that I liked, and even though it wasn't a full DIY I am incredibly happy with the way they turned out and hearing how much our guests loved them only makes it better!<br />
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I owe a huge thank you to Mama Barn who actually assembled the bulk of our invitation suite. Since we live 6 hours apart (total bummer) she really wanted to do something to contribute and this was the perfect chance. Everything I ordered was shipped to her and she (and even my Bro) put together everything except the wax seal, the outer envelope, the stamp and sealing.</div>
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Did anyone else have any invitation headaches? Did you come in under budget with your invitations?</div>
Brihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16233431564892901308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-979429421869998349.post-42074846204433591492014-06-18T17:59:00.000-07:002014-06-18T17:59:48.990-07:00Invitation Composition: You're Invited<div style="text-align: center;">
Now that my RSVP's are finally coming in (with the deadline nearing), I can safely share the full invitation suite with the Hive (finally I know). So with the awful designs and my frustration out of the way, I was ready to move forward with having a great invitation. Behold, the Barn wedding invitations.<br />
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You are formally invited......<br />
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The inner envelope:<br />
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The view when you open the envelope:<br />
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Here is where we used our Forever Please love logo:<br />
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We put together an assembly line and it took Mr. Farmer and I about 3 evenings to finish all of the invites. Our setup may or may not have been the most organized process:<br />
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And here is all of the pieces separately (excuse our awful deck):<br />
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So there you have it! All of the Barn invitation parts and pieces. I have been receiving loads of feedback from my family and friends on how much they loved these. There is nothing better to a bride than hearing all of her hard work paid off! When guests message you to tell you that your invitation is beautiful among other compliments, it certainly brings a smile to your face.<br />
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Up next I will break it all down for you.<br />
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What do you think? Did anyone else have quite the assembly line or lack there of?</div>
Brihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16233431564892901308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-979429421869998349.post-85495782796072697702014-06-13T09:54:00.000-07:002014-06-15T18:23:04.985-07:00Pretty Pretty Princess Syndrome<span style="font-family: inherit;">I promise I will get back to my invitation suite reveal shortly but something else popped in my head that I wanted to talk about. I know, I know I keep stringing you along with awful designs but I promise I will reveal soon. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Let's discuss something that is very real in the wedding world. Most of us are in this world and even past brides can relate to what I am going to talk about. Nobody ever <i>really</i> wants to talk about it and most brides certainly want to avoid it. Well most sane ones anyways. I call it:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">What is this? It's a complex some brides get where they cannot see anything but themselves and their wedding. They have to be that special little snowflake and be the Pretty Pretty Princess. They lose sight of what they are doing and leave a trail of destruction along the way. Most of the time we call these women, bridezillas, and for the most part we just stay out of their way with the excuse "It's her day" instead of facing her awful wrath. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Well truth is, it's not "her day". I mean it is but it isn't. There are so many people involved that some brides lose sight of what the day is all about. Bringing two families together as one. Joining a couple in matrimony. It's incredibly special but it is still just one day. We put so much effort into making this a special occasion and creating lasting memories that brides everywhere can experience symptoms of PPPS. I think it's safe to say that we all know at least one bride who takes it too far though and parades around throwing temper tantrums like a two year old. <a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=bridezilla"><span style="color: magenta;">Urban Dictionary</span></a> defines her as:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"One ridiculous spoiled b*tch that thinks she is the center of the universe, just because her "show" (the wedding) is 18 months from now(hypothetical). Everyone else in the world has to drop everything and come running in this prime-donna's mind. The marriage will not last more than a year".</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">noun: <b>bridezilla</b>; plural noun: <b>bridezillas</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">a woman whose behavior in planning her wedding is regarded as obsessive or intolerably demanding.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">These ladies have reached the ultimate in PPPS and have totally morphed into an entirely different person! Alas though, there is a cure, stop being so damned ridiculous! Honestly though, during our engagement and wedding planning process we start caring about things that never had any importance to us whatsoever before. I know I have obsessed over paper, chair covers, and the right color navy on more than one occasion. Honestly, WTF Miss. Barn, who cares!?! I do that's who - and that's when I shake my head and move along because the inner battle I was having is totally ridiculous. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 15.6px;">It is never a bad idea to take a step back and realize that it's not all about you. There are so many moving pieces and so many people involved that yes, it becomes a stressful time in your life but it doesn't need to be made any worse by developing Pretty Pretty Princess Syndrome. If you catch yourself demanding things and start turning problem solving into pouting and complaining I think it's time to "check yo' self", like seriously, do it. The last thing you want to do is start hurting people that love you and care about you because you are so wrapped up in "your </span></span><span style="line-height: 15.6px;">experience</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 15.6px;">".</span></span></div>
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People other than the bride can succumb to PPPS too. It can be a bridesmaid, a groom, a mother, or any of the people involved in helping to make this such a joyous occasion. Because there are so many people who want to be a part of this exciting time, there are plenty of opinions and at the end of the day everyone wants your wedding to be amazingly perfect. The truth? It will be no matter what because it's a day where you are joined in matrimony to your beloved. How could it not be special?! </div>
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I have put together a little list of Pretty Pretty Princess Syndrome symptoms for the bride-to-be:</div>
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1. Instead of compromise you demand</div>
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2. Something goes wrong and you instantly start blaming someone else</div>
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3. You get upset that everyone isn't as excited as you are</div>
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4. The thought of someone else's wedding instantly has an effect on yours</div>
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5. You must make people envious of what you did</div>
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6. Obsessive over the smallest detail and can't move past it</div>
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7. You have vendors on speed dial and call them weekly to "confirm" </div>
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8. Other people are not allowed to make suggestions</div>
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9. Your groom has no idea what is going on</div>
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10. Your wedding isn't a fun experience anymore</div>
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I think it's safe to say that every bride has had a symptom or two of Pretty Pretty Princess Syndrome to varying degrees but the key is to realize when you are being unreasonable and move past it in a respectful, grown up manner. If you can't, clearly you are not cut out for marriage. </div>
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This is a joyous occasion and it should be nothing but a wonderfully fun time in your life, but it's more than just your life involved. <b>Nobody else should have an effect on your bridal experience, yourself included.</b> </div>
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And because I love you Bees check out <span style="color: magenta;"><a href="http://www.businessinsider.com/10-horrifying-bridezilla-moments-2012-10?op=1"><span style="color: magenta;">Business Insider's 10 Most Horrifying Bridezilla Moments</span></a>. </span>Thankfully nobody I know has ever been this bad but needless to say it gave me a good laugh!</div>
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Did you experience Pretty Pretty Princess Syndrome? How awful is that article!?</div>
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Brihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16233431564892901308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-979429421869998349.post-28131908412761777812014-06-10T06:26:00.000-07:002014-06-10T06:26:14.701-07:00Invitation Salvation: Third Times a Charm<div style="text-align: center;">
So last I left you lovelies I had just gotten done sharing with you how awful my attempt at an invitation was. I hope you laughed just as hard as I did (I certainly laughed resurrecting those from my trash bin). Ultimately knowing that I had no choice but to get help, I turned to a photographer friend of mine who offered to give me a hand.<br />
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However yet again we failed. I couldn't convey what it was I wanted (which is difficult to do strictly through e-mail), and we struggled communicating properly. Why? Because I still didn't know for sure what I wanted. He created something I liked but I wasn't 100% in love with it. What did he create?</div>
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Nice but not exactly what I was looking for. Again another failure for the Barn invitation suite. So I didn't learn from my mistake and turned to another photographer friend who offered to help. He has worked for Macy's and Perry Ellis so I thought he would be able to handle this simple task no problem. He's a design genius! </div>
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Yet again I was wrong. Because he is so good at what he does, he didn't have time to create what I needed on such a tight deadline. I wasted so much time attempting to design something and messaging back and forth with friend D that I barely had time to come up with something new. I don't blame him, he is busy and I was being picky. There were no hard feelings but it was failure number 3 in Miss. Barn's corner. </div>
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My invitation saga doesn't end here though! I knew that I was being unrealistic and finally turned to Etsy (finally I wised up). Every time I Googled invites I would wind up on Etsy looking at some invites for inspiration. I found one designer who had a lot of invites that I liked but when I emailed her she kindly told me that she was so busy I would have to wait another 3 weeks for any work to be done. Lady, I didn't have 3 days let alone 3 weeks.<br />
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I figured with printing time, shipping time, assembling time and mailing time I needed 2-3 weeks to accomplish everything. I gave myself a deadline to order a design by and I literally had 1 day left when I finally found my saving grace. </div>
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Rebecca Rogers from <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/mycharmingprints"><span style="color: magenta;">My Charming Prints</span></a></div>
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I wanted something that was elegant and simple. Something that reflected the movement very similar to the infinity symbol. By the time I finally turned to Etsy I had pretty much given up, so when I found her shop, I was so relieved. I sent my e-mail to the designer and I held my breath. Please let there be good news. She replied within 5 minutes and I had my invitation suite within 24 hours of initial contact. PHEW!</div>
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Rebecca was so incredibly easy to work with and her prices were unbeatable. She even threw in 2 additional card designs for me for free! There are not many vendors out there that would do such a thing, but she did. She really was my saving grace during my invitation debacle. With proof in hand I sent it off to the printers and awaited the package in the mail to begin assembling them. </div>
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Please take it from me Bees, do not attempt something you are not cut out for. Do not enlist the help of friends when you are under such a tight deadline or heck don't even know what you want. Start searching for your invites early! I never thought I would care about a design so much in my entire life until I got to our invitations, which is why I was so pressed for time. I couldn't make any decisions which is why I struggled so much. </div>
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Did anyone else press the deadline for your invites? Did anyone else's invitations cause them as much of a headache as mine did?</div>
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