2013... What a year it's shaping up to be ( Read more... )

When you spend megabucks on a wedding, and spend a good part of a year on the planning and doing, there's quite an emotional crash when it's all over. We are still getting phone calls and emails about how perfect the wedding was, how terrific the food, how warm and wonderful the family we've joined up with, how excellent the music was, how ( Read more... )

I am a frog, hopping from crisis to crisis as though they were lilypads. Occasionally I get tangled in the vines, but eventually we get through it ( Read more... )

I was sitting in bed with my laptop, thinking random thoughts, when it hit me: this was my last mother's day with either of my children living in the house. AND... by father's day, there will be no children living in the house ( Read more... )

When I imagined myself planning this wedding, years before there was even a groom to go with the bride, I pictured certain things. For one, I pictured my proud parents, presiding over a table stuffed with their siblings, and how on earth was I going to make them all fit ( Read more... )

When someone invites you to a wedding, your obligation is to say thank you, yes, or thank you, no. It is not to demand attentions from your hosts, who will certainly have their hands full that weekend, nor to drag out baggage from years and relationships past ( Read more... )

The exhaustion of the culmination of a project is like no other. Last night, for the first time in weeks, I had a good night's sleep; about 6 uninterrupted hours. Fabulous ( Read more... )

Yesterday's entertainment (and it truly was entertaining!) was our tasting at the hotel where The Wedding of the Century (thus far) shall take place ( Read more... )