Archive for July, 2009

Need to Start Practicing Our Choreography


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Updates coming soon!!

I’m in the process of re-working this site, so be watching for a new slide show, revamped home page, and maybe even some additional pages.


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The Anderson-Benson Wedding

Congrats Kara & Rodney!

From what I can remember, we had a wonderful time at the wedding!  It was the perfect setting and put together with tons of character and charm.  Maybe Jason & I should have hired Kara’s mom to coordinate our wedding!

The Just Married Car

The Just Married Car

Mr. and Mrs.

Mr. and Mrs.

After the Ceremony

After the Ceremony

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Update on the Dress Situation

Whew! We have the dress situation under control! I decided the Superstore didn’t deserve another dime of my money, so I forfeited my deposit and used the remaining money for an awesome dress @ My Enchanted Wedding Shop in Greenfield.

BRIDES: Check out all the small bridal shops in towns outside of Indy — they have custom dresses for more than 1/2 the price of David’s Bridal and the Superstore!  Seriously, I was AMAZED!

So I bought the perfect “Vegas” dress, after falling in love with about 6 others.  There were 2 that I really liked more than the Vegas dress, but they were both “church” dresses.  Much too big for traveling to Vegas.  One was all lace (listen for my mother’s shocked gasp!) and I love love love love it…. but it’s much more appropriate for a big church wedding, which is not at all what we’re having!

My dress is now off for alterations at The Perfect Stitch in Wanamker, another place where I found a wonderful dress on consignment… but again, it was too poofy for the plane ride to Vegas.

All in all, I’m quite pleased with my decision. I’m sad that I don’t get to have my original dress, but I found so many others that are BETTER and CHEAPER that it was hardly a difficult choice.

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Don’t EVER buy a dress from the Bridal Superstore in Castleton

I’d ordered my bridal gown from the Bridal Superstore in Castleton (Indianapolis, IN). The initial ordering went well – they were helpful and helped me find the “perfect” fit for my disproportionate body.

Here’s where it all goes wrong:

My dress came in, so I went to the Bridal Superstore to try on my dress yesterday, and when the lady put me in it, it was way to small. I couldn’t even breathe. It’s a size 8 and was almost 3 full inches too short, which they blamed on it being too tight and pulling it up. The lady said “have you been having fun” which was her condescending way of saying “you’ve been eating and drinking, haven’t you!”. So she took my measurements again and said that I’d gained 2 inches around my bust, which was making the dress tight and short.  Another lady measured me and said I’d only gained 1 inch… which is more reasonable, since I think I’ve put on around 6 lbs since I ordered it.  My sales lady then got my paperwork out and said I’d ordered the wrong size to begin with! She said my original measurements were for a size 10 and that even with the weight gain I’d fall into the 10 category, if only I’d ordered the right size to begin with.

I went BALLISTIC on her. I told her she measured me and told me I was 3 different sizes: an 8 in the bust, 10 in the waist, and almost a 12 in the hips. B/c of that she recommended paying extra to have it specially made for my size.    Well, she argued with me and brought the manager into it, saying that she’d recommended a size 10 to me and that I explicitly wanted to be in an 8. She tried to make it sound like I was some girl obsessed with size, which I’m totally not (I rarely weigh myself and have clothing in all different sizes — whatever fits the best is what I wear!).  That was a complete attack on my character and I did not take it well.

I told her I’d come to a bridal store with the intention of receiving assistance from an expert, who would measure me and tell me what size I needed.  She showed me the original order form and there were “CR”s next to the size 8, which at the time of the order she explained meant “custom request” for them to make it 3 different sizes for me. NOW she’s saying it means “customer request”, meaning I wanted a different size than what she measured me for. I argued that for almost 40 mintues, to no avail. They totally held to the “you wanted a smaller size and then gained weight” strategy.

She had the alterations chick check me out, and she claims she can release the waist by 2 inches and then it will fit perfect all over. I”ll admit, when she showed me what she meant, the dress did fall into the right position and was the right length. However, before I can even have the lady start working on it, I have to pay the balance of the dress in full PLUS the alterations price up front. That’s a total of $450. Although I really want that dress, I really don’t think they deserve another dime of my money.

There’s a big risk, too: I could pay the rest of the balance and then she may find there’s not enough material to get another 2 inches out of it… and they won’t refund the money. I’d be out almost $800, and would have no dress.

What do you think I should do? I have to decide before Saturday morning — that’s when my alterations appt is.

Also, I told all the other brides in there what had happened and warned them about the tricks.

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Values Focus: Trust Yourself, Hold Tight to Your Integrity

“Just trust yourself, then you will know how to live.” —Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749-1832), philosopher, scientist, author

“When your views on the world and your intellect are being challenged and you begin to feel uncomfortable because of a contradiction you’ve detected that is threatening your current model of the world…pay attention. You are about to learn something.”—William H. Drury, Jr. (1921-1992), professor, author

“Confrontation should always leave a person’s dignity in tact.”—Dr. A. J. Anglin

“Ideas are only lethal if you suppress and don’t discuss them. Ignorance is not bliss, it’s stupid. Banning books shows you don’t trust your kids to think and you don’t trust yourself to be able to talk to them.”—Anna Quindlen (b. 1952), American journalist, columnist, writer

“Trusting your intuition means tuning in as deeply as you can to the energy you feel, following that energy moment to moment, trusting that it will lead you where you want to go and bring you everything you desire.”—Shakti Gawain (b. 1948), writer

“Depend upon yourself. Make your judgement trustworthy by trusting it. You can develop good judgement as you do the muscles of your body – by judicious, daily exercise. To be known as a man of sound judgement will be much in your favor.”—Grantland Rice (1880-1954), American sportswriter

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Lost. Thanks, Al Kohol.

Alcohol has always been something I hold a small bit of fear towards. All my life, the loss caused by alcohol has been abundant. If you’ve ever had a drink…. or seven, you know about the loss of memory. People lose their keys… their temper… the contents their stomachs… sense of volume… the filter between their brain and lips… thier children, friends or other loved ones… their patience… their car… that shiny veneer of a new relationship as he takes a swing in your direction… their morals…. their virginity… and sometimes, their integrity.
So while the rest of you look back on last night with the slightest sense of enjoyment amongst all the drama, and wonder if your image is intact… I ask that you think about things from my perspective. I wasn’t even there, yet suffered a huge loss. I lost a long-time friend. I lost the years he and I have spent joking around, teasing each other, and being there for each other when things are at their suckiest. I lost any opportunity for raising children together, vacationing together, times of fun together, random dinners at Cheeseburger and bad karaoke. And on top of all that, I’m afraid I’ve lost my very best friend, his wife. It will be close to impossible to spend any time with her, knowing the huge canyon that now separates me and him.

So, just add one more item to the list of things lost because of alcohol.

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