As promised, I have two randomly chosen winners for this week's giveaway. Congrats to
Mmorton and Princess Christy. Enjoy those cards!
Friday, August 21, 2009
Thursday, August 20, 2009
So, much to my dismay, the photobooth didn't make the final budget... We opted for a videographer instead and my heart was a little broken. And by a little broken, I mean a lot broken. Smashed to smithereens to be exact. Enter our phenomenal and wonderful, talented rockstar of a photographer. When I mentioned setting up a makeshift photo area where guests could snap their own shots from a camera on a tripod, he didn't miss a beat. In fact, his exact response was "Photo booth! Yes, let's do it." Keep in mind, this is the same person who was thrilled to death by my idea of balloons on the engagement photo shoot. See why I heart him so?
So I trekked to Party City today and purchased a ton of props including, but not limited to: an Indian Headdress, "class nerd" sunglasses, an inflatable air guitar, top hats and a "rock star" wig. I am beyond excited. I'm hoping that the shots will turn out as fun as these from the image is found's crazy booth.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Monday, August 17, 2009
Mr. Diagnosis Deferred and I took engagement photos, of course. 7 days before the wedding, specifically. 'Cause I'm a fly by the seat of my pants kind of gal.... But that's another post.
Some naysayers have asked me "What are you going to do with engagement photos?" And, until now, I didn't have a great answer for them. I really considered them an excuse to dress up, traipse through the city and get lots of fun shots. We don't plan to stop in more than one spot between the ceremony and the reception, so this was my chance!
But now, I've got a much better idea. Use the best shot on the front of a custom greeting card or as a custom postcard. How fun does that sound?
Here's your chance to do something fun with your own favorite photo. I'm giving away 250 (!!) custom greeting cards to 2 lucky readers. All you have to do is post a comment about how you would use your own set of custom cards and I will pick a winner on 8/21/2009. Tell me this isn't fabulous.
(2) PRIZE WINNERS WILL RECEIVE
250 7 x 5" Greeting Cards (Half-Fold); 10 pt Cover with matte or gloss coating
Full Color Outside and Blank Inside (4/0)
Shipping Must be Paid by Winner. Offer Valid for UNITED STATES SHIPPING ONLY.
Friday, August 07, 2009
Have a fabulous weekend!
Tuesday, August 04, 2009
that these days, more often than not, I just want the wedding to be over and the honeymoon to begin?
I'm just so sick of talking about the guest list and the butlered hors d'oeuvres and seating charts and escort cards and song selections and toasts. I just want to be on the airplane, sitting next to my husband, sipping a glass of wine. I just want to eat pasta in Tuscany and drive the Amalfi coast and take a cruise to Capri. And take a photo like this one. Is that so wrong? Am I normal?
Monday, August 03, 2009
Last night Mr. Diagnosis Deferred's parents came to our new place (more on the apartment later) for dinner. They were coming straight from Cape Cod and bringing seafood for dinner, so my only responsibilities were sides and dessert. I decided to aim high for dessert and make Mr. DD's grandmother's blueberry pie. It started so well. We headed to Chelsea Market (my new favorite place in the world) for blueberries. I made and chilled the crust. I filled the shell about an hour before they were set to arrive and put it in the oven. So far, so good...
And by oven, I mean the creamator that sits in our kitchen. It was my first time using it and I soon discovered that that thing is smoking hot and before I knew it the pie was smoking hot too... literally. The fire alarm went off and all I could think was "Oh my god, this is all so trite."
Long story short, the pie was burnt to a crisp, but Mr. DD wouldn't let me trash it and insisted that we try it. I smothered each slice wth ice cream and everyone politely smiled and gushed about how good it was, but it was a disaster. Of catostrophic proportions.
Oh, I also burned the roasted potatoes and had a mishap with the steamers during which half of the water from the pot sloshed onto the floor as I tried to transfer them into a bowl. What a night...