Wednesday, June 30, 2010

UPDATE

Tonight I was in the living room and I found a magazine that we had just gotten a subscription to sitting on the coffee table. I brought it back to where my boy was and waved it around saying "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THIS CAME IN THE MAIL?!?!?" (yes, it may have sounded a little shrill)

He said "what are you talking about? It was on the coffee table this morning."

I said "You know I don't go in the living room in the morning!"

He said "I assumed you put it there, I didn't bring it in"

I said "Neither Did I!!"

He said "Maybe the Post Office really IS playing with you!!"

So yeah, not going to win any awards for screenwriting, but I might just have a case against the post office now!

P.S. Chris, you're totally invited to the wedding, I didn't change my mind at all. I put the invitation in the mailbox this morning so as long as it doesn't end up back on my coffee table, we're golden!

Oh you guys. . . .

I was going, eventually, to put up photos of our invitations. My boy worked terribly hard on them and they were so cute. I thought I would wait till we sent them out to everyone to post them here. We sent them out weeks ago now (June 10th to be exact). So we could totally post pictures online. We just haven't taken any yet.

Last night, as I was wallowing in self pity over my summer cold, I looked over at my kleenex laden nightstand and realized there were some invitations there. I knew we'd held back some of our invitations to hand deliver so I just assumed they were those. I picked them up anyway because my boy had a cache of the hand deliverables down by our front door and I thought they should all be together. Then I noticed they were all stamped. They were the invitations for my three cousins!!!! For some reason their envelopes had printed badly so my boy re-printed them and then, apparently, I NEVER SENT THEM!!!!!

I had thought it was weird that my cousin hadn't responded because I had heard she was tentatively thinking about coming out for the wedding and I was all excited about it and simply waiting for confirmation through a little fuchsia envelope in my box. Folks, I'm here to tell you, it was never going to come.

A long time ago my dad had a really crazy customer. One day she ran out and accosted him. She said "I mailed this letter weeks ago and today I found it on my coffee table!" The implication being my dad had seen the letter in the mailbox, had gone in her house and set it back on her coffee table. He tried to smooth things over but she was insistent that it was the post office's fault. Think that line of reasoning would work for me?

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Rorschach Billboard

I know it's not just me, because Megz and my boy also thought this billboard was all sorts of wrong, but the people in New Hampshire don't seem to be up in arms over them. We had to take our own picture because I couldn't find anyone blogging about strangely suggestive engagement ring ads. I haven't marked this not safe for work since, you know, they're out in the open in NH :). Let me know, is it an unfortunately colored couch, or is this billboard verging on the inappropriate?


Saturday, May 1, 2010

It's Been One Week Since You Looked at Me

Or at least since the Doctor last looked at me. Last night I couldn't sleep til 4am. My belly hurt but I'd tried Aleve for the first time since the surgery (I mentioned that Tylenol does nothing and I was trying to not take my big pain pills since it's been a week) and I was committed to it for the next 12 hours. This morning I woke up at 8:30 -- far too early for a 4am bedtime. My belly still hurt but I had an hour left of the Aleve. . . . I helped my boy do some dishes and tried going back to bed at 9:30 at which point I could take more painkillers but whatever had pulled out of place during the night (there was a coughing incident) had switched back after the dishes but now I couldn't sleep.

Um, yeah, that entire paragraph was boring. That's sort of how my life has been lately. Strangely, it's occupied me a lot even though I can see it's not fascinating to the outside world. . . .

Last night, in my bout of insomnia, I contacted four places about a rehearsal dinner (or lunch, cause my boy and I are starting to worry about money -- perhaps we should have worried about that before we bought a 2010 Honda CRV). I only have price quotes back from one place and the cost is twice as much as our wedding catering, so we'll see how this all pans out. Here are the places I contacted last night, in no particular order:

Ristorante Fiore

The Elephant Walk


UpStairs on the Square


Maggianos

Finally, the North End branch of The Daily Catch is one of our favorite restaurants. We've heard that there's some difference between the various branches, but the Harborwalk does do functions and they're kind enough to post their pricing on their website, which makes me love them. Problem is, our two favorite dishes are seafood (good since it's a seafood restaurant) but we'd like a meat option for those in our party that won't eat fish, and if you upgrade to the three entree option it costs an extra $24, maybe we could work some compromise out though so let's tentatively put them on the list too.

So maybe the kettubah signing location will work itself out. I'll keep you posted.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Galling

On FRIENDS, there's an episode where Chandler has his "nubbin" removed and it appears to remove his funny as well. I've commented before on how my blog is not as funny or interesting as it was originally, but today it's worse than ever. I have tried to write a whole blog post on the fact that I've been MIA for the last week due to a saga culminating in the removal of my gallbladder. I swear there are some puns and some jokes in there somewhere but I can't come up with them. I wish it was because the drugs were so good, but they're not. They didn't give me many and the only supplemental pain med I can take is Tylenol. I believe Tylenol is Latin for PLACEBO THAT DOES NOTHING.

While I am really grateful that the surgery went well, I am sad because this was the weekend we'd set aside as our weekend to clean, plus we're missing a friend's choir concert and our pastor's last Sunday. He's preaching on Philippians 1-4 today a different sermon for each service, we were going to make a day of it going to each one. The silver lining was going to be listening to it live streaming, but this message greeted us this morning was: ATTENTION LIVE STREAMING Is UNAVAILABLE TODAY Due to a Lack of Internet Connectivity in the Meetinghouse.

Best laid plans and all that. . .

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Ketubah

See and you all thought being engaged might mean I blogged more! At least I haven't lost my personality completely now that I am an engaged woman. I am blogging about wedding stuff again though (so maybe I am becoming a little obsessed -- becoming, ha, who are we kidding?).

When we first started wedding planning (and by that I mean week two when I had come up with two plans, our break up plan and our getting married plan), my boy and I decided we'd like to have a formal rehearsal dinner with all of our out of town guests, our family and a few very close friends who live in Boston. We had known all along we'd like a casual wedding where we could invite everyone we know and love, but we also wanted something a little more formal, for those closest to us.

I had heard about Quaker weddings from a friend of a friend and I thought they were a lovely idea. In the Quaker wedding ceremony there is no pastor leading the service, it's an unprogrammed service where the friends surround the couple and as the Spirit leads they say blessings, prayers and bible verses. I thought it sounded absolutely lovely. A perfect way to start a marriage. Also, my boy is from the Quaker state, so I felt like it was a little nod to his roots (even if his family isn't Quaker and they're from Amish country --they're not Amish either). It also reminded me of what the ketubah signing has evolved into for a lot of Jewish weddings; an opportunity to gather together with a small number of close friends and family in an intimate moment prior to the whirlwind of the ceremony.

It turns out that Quakers also have a wedding contract that they have signed by all those present and which they hang in the center of their home just like Jewish families have for generations as well. My boy and I want a ketubah (I'm calling it that even if it's more similar to a Quaker marriage certificate for us because we're Christians). Well really I want a ketubah and my boy is very supportive of all things honoring my Jewish (on the wrong side) ancestry. I think that may stem from his love of Challah, noodle kugel, and latkes, but you know what? I think that that would just make my people even more happy. My people are all about the food ya know.

We want a ketubah hanging in our home to show the world the commitment we've made. We want it to remind us (when we're less than thrilled with each other) about that commitment. We want the ketubah, hanging with all its signatures, to remember all those people who were there with us when we made that commitment and who also committed to support us.

When we started thinking about a getting a ketubah, we thought back on something we'd seen in one of the art galleries in Rockport, MA. It was microcaligraphy done by Leon Azoulay, he creates art illustrating parts of the Torah or important Jewish prayers/blessings and underlying it all in tiny Hebrew lettering is the entire book of the Torah, prayer or blessing. The problem was, that as amazing as they all were we weren't sure that any that were meaningful for a wedding/marriage were something we'd want to hang in our house for the rest of our lives. . . .

When we were in the same gallery we were struck by an artist, Charles Fazzino, who did amazing 3-d work. It's pop art and it was a lot of fun. Also, it turns out, though he's not Jewish, his love of Jewish related things came through food too (so how could we not love him?):

"My Jewish art collection actually started with my discovery of Kosher food,"
remembers Fazzino. "I went to the School of Visual Arts in Manhattan and I was
always discovering new restaurants, but as a struggling artist, I couldn't
afford the finer ones. That didn't matter anymore once I discovered the delis on
the Lower East Side. I LOVED them! I was soon exhibiting in the Village art
shows and thought the Jewish delis would be an appealing subject, and they were.
I began incorporating entire streets in order to capture the unique culture of
the area. Eating the food and painting the street scenes led to more research on
my part into the people who made this wonderful food. That, in turn, led to my
growing knowledge and appreciation of Judaism. I didn't just wake up one day and
decide to paint the Star of David. I have spent years researching and
appreciating the Jewish faith, and my Jewish collectors seem to appreciate my
view of their religion through a gentile's eyes."


Unfortunately, though he does do ketubah's and he has a lot of fun art work, we're not alone in being charmed by his work. A ketubah he created was apparently featured on platinum weddings. We are not in the platinum wedding league. . . Even the non-commissioned items seem above our, very limited, price range, so while we might be tempted to get one of his works because we think we could live with it for the rest of our lives, we can't really afford the price. So we're still sort of stuck on the Ketubah front.

We're also stuck on the Quaker marriage/rehearsal dinner front. I was really excited when I found out about Elephant Walk having a "benefit restaurant." We're having a circus theme for our wedding so Elephant Walk sounds like it fits in and we love benefiting something in the process of doing something we'd already do. It's sad that we've worked really hard so that our guests can get everywhere via public transportation and the benefit restaurant is out of town, but we could probably figure something out. What made me even more sad though, was when I realized that we couldn't do a benefit dinner. I mean it's perfect pricing and half of the cost goes to a charity of your choice!!!! Unfortunately, it's only good on Mondays and as much as I'd like to finagle something with our wedding, the only Monday we have to work with when everyone will be here, would be the Monday after our wedding and then it's not really a rehearsal dinner anymore, more like a redundant dinner. . . .

We keep putting off worrying about these two fairly important facets of our wedding celebration figuring it will work itself out. I do have a nagging voice telling me that we don't have that long to plan. Decisions need to be made. Commitments formalized. You think I'm speaking figuratively; I'm not. While she hasn't said these exact phrases, especially about the two topics I've mentioned, my sister has actually been the one to make me the most anxious about the impending deadline of our wedding! So if you have rehearsal dinner ideas of kettubah's you think we could live a lifetime with, let me know. . .

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Ring Shots

As always, a lot has happened since my last post. Rain last week caused flooding at work and more leaking at home (you guys are so lucky I waited till this week to post, cause seriously as horrible as it was, I found omfg omfg omfg becoming a mantra interrupted in brief intervals by, God forgive me, but omfg, omfg, wait, please forgive me!). Rain this week did not prove to cause any problems at either place.

We had a tough time getting a pastor to agree to marry us (and I don't even think that it's cause they knew my new mantra or cause my boy and I appear to live in sin -- I told someone that we really live like roommates and he said mhmm, my wife and I do too), seriously, we went through about four pastors before we found one that took pity on us, but now we're all set on that front.

I am currently in panic mode about where all of our out of town guests will stay! The perfect B&B I found already has two rooms booked and they're down to like six rooms or so. . . Hotels here cost a FORTUNE!

Anyway, all that to say, I totally owe you guys a lot more information, but until then, I'll leave you with these ring shots my friend took.