…hate your dress or hate your makeup on your wedding day?
Discuss.
Khloe and Lamar’s wedding episode, that is? OMG. I was dying. Too much TV on Sunday nights! My DVR was ready to combust. So, shall we dish?
My thoughts on the dress: Gorg. Although, I’m not sure I buy the idea that Vera “threw it together” in a week. You know she had that ish made already! (Cynical, I know).
My thoughts on the fam’s reaction: Um, Kim? “This was supposed to be me!“ Enough said. Poor Bruce, though, right?
My thoughts on the flowers: A little over the top for my liking, but I just work here. And they were obvi beautiful, just a bit more than I would choose to have, even if money were no object.
What were your thoughts, peeps? Did any of you catch the editing mistake? They show Khloe and Lamar chatting and laying down and she fully has her ring on BEFORE he allegedly had given it to her. Way to go, E! editors.
Sigh.
Apparently, “Me,” whose eloquent words are featured in yesterday’s post has multiple personalities. Today, she posted under the name “Chel-C,”
Very interesting. These seem to have become more popular recently
I dont see people donating alot of money (since everyone is in a finacial burden) but every dollar raised is a dollar more than you started with.
Good Luck to you! Have a wonderful wedding!
Sigh. Oh, the cyber-psychos. How we love you! Nice try though, sweet pea!
Happy Friday, folks!
xo
It’s been awhile since I’ve been moved to feature a reader comment, but this one was just too much of a doozy to ignore. Check out these articulate words from a commenter who calls herself “Me.”
WOW!
I am sure that you will try and spin this (as you have done with every negative comment) to try and seem cunning and clever, as if my comment is not intended to be rude but IT IS! You are ridiculous! I am having a FABULOUS wedding that my Fi and I are paying for on our own.You say that you want a nice wedding and you dont want to save up until your “87″ in order to do it…don’t be stupid! We set our out for about a year and a half and that is extremely helpful.
Why dont you set it out 3 years…Im sure you will only be what 25 by then (as Im sure you are a child…or at least have the intellect of one)
HOW DARE ANYONE contribute to this stupid “cause”
You should be ashamed of yourselfs!Just food for thought…I would rather burn $100 dollars than give you $1!
May God have mercy on your greety soul!
Oh, “Me.” Where to begin? Well, to start, you seem like a lovely girl. And congrats on your engagement! What an exciting time. And how wonderful that you and your “Fi” are paying for your “FABULOUS” wedding on your own. You must be proud of yourselves. 
While your sage advice, i.e. “Don’t be stupid!” is extremely helpful and much appreciated, I do have one burning question for you. What does “greety” mean? Did you mean greedy? Oh, and HMPFMW isn’t a cause – it’s just a blog. One that you’re more than welcome to read or not read. And I have more good news – you don’t have to burn $100 OR donate $1 to me! Thank God, right?!
Again, congrats on your upcoming wedding! I hope it’s all you’ve imagined and more!
xo
PS – You should totally click on over to the HMPFMW Online Store and purchase a HMPFMW thermos. You know you want one!
I hope you lovelies had a fabulous Halloween! I contemplated dressing our German Shepherd up as a bumblebee and happily for him, decided against it. Last night was low key. Our first Halloween in the new digs, and actually the first Halloween that I got trick-or-treaters since moving out of my parents house like a million years ago. No, I didn’t dress up as a bride as previously debated. I didn’t dress up at all. Bah-humbug, I know. BUT! I heard from the kids in the neighborhood that we had the best candy on the block.
xo
I’m kinda on blog-hiatus if you haven’t noticed. Sadly, my off-line life has been super busy with the ol’ day job. Hey, a girl’s gotta eat.
Also, HMPFMW is a wedding blog, obvi – and my wedding plans are well, nonexistent at the moment. Still no date, no place, no nothing. But once we gear up, I will definitely post more regularly. Promise.
I’m still tweeting, and tweeting my wedding, so you can always catch me there. In the meantime, if I have any pressing news to share, I will post fo sheez.
xo
So it’s winter. As in – I have a raging cold, wore Uggs and my winter coat today, and think I might have to turn the heat on tonight as our upstairs is frigid. It’s only October! What happened to fall? BS if you ask me.
Since this is supposed to be a wedding blog, here’s a warm fuzzy for you. Check it out – a wedding boutique owner in Florida is giving away wedding dresses to recently laid off brides-to-be. I love it.
In other news, some peeps must be just now stumbling upon my little old bloggy and a new crop of “Shame!” “How could you?!” “You’re tacky!” comments and emails have been appearing. Yawn.
In my wedding planning world, there is still no planning. Saving, though!
xo
It’s been a long time. I shouldnta left you…. without a dope beat to step to….
Yes, I’m alive. Barely. I feel like I’m always blah-blah-blah-ing about my long work hours, but that’s my excuse. Did you read Tweet My Wedding today? You should. I blog about how my Dad told me I “don’t have much time” if I want to have kids. Delightful, no?
You want a wedding update. Except I don’t have one. All that’s interesting to report is the fact that a wind/rain storm today blew down a tree nearby and most of it ended up in our backyard. Oh, and I’m going to NYC this weekend to rock out with my MOH and one of my BM’s. SO. EXCITED.
Oh, AND I’ve been forcing myself to RUN. Shockingly, I’m enjoying it once I get past the initial 7 minutes when I just want to stop and eat a piece of chocolate cake. Loving Desperate and Melrose. Ashlee is HORRIFIC, right? But I’m addicted to her bad acting and weird facial expressions.
To stay on the wagon, I’m going downstairs to shred.
xo
So, those who follow me on Twitter (if you don’t, you need to) know that my Dad is on vay-cay this week and he came over for dinner tonight. As per usual, work was chaotic – I knew it would be, so started thinking of what to make at 8am this morning. Long story short, plans changed when the trout at the grocery store looked icky, so I made an exec decision on the fly.
Here’s what I made (I pulled this one out of nowhere and it was actually pretty tasty!):
Scallop Recessionista
ingredients: 1.5 pounds of wild sea scallops, three spoonfuls of “butter” (read: Calcium-enriched Country Crock), some white wine (I just poured), juice from one fresh lemon, breadcrumbs, some oregano (like… 5 shakes or so?), 1 can beef broth, brown rice, fresh veggies (I made broccoli and carrots).
1. line a baking pan with tin foil (easier cleaning later – you’ll thank me).
2. spray with the stuff that makes food not stick.
3. Oh – preheat over to 350 degrees.
4. grab a bowl and throw the scallops in there. shake around with bread crumbs so that the scallops are coated – then dump on foil-lined baking pan.
5. combine melted “butter” with wine and lemon juice. dump on top of the scallops.
6. bake scallops for, mmmmmmmmmmmm – 20 minutes.
7. boil the beef broth – cook brown rice in the broth rather than in water – WAY tastier.
8. prepare veggies.
9. THE END. serve scallops on top of rice with veggies on side.
30 minute meal and tres delish. Watch out, Rachael Ray. This made MORE than enough for my dad and me AND a plate for my fiance to eat when he gets home from work.
Disclaimer: What are you about to read is non-wedding related.
So… anyone figured out how to get one? Because all I know is that I work from like 9am til 9pm and I’m OVER. IT. What happened to 9-5? Isn’t that how the song goes?
Not to get all quarter-life crisis-y, but seriously. How is a girl supposed to have peace while simultaneously juggling a (draining) “career,” a relationship, friends, family, pets, cleaning the house, trying to stick to a workout program so as to still fit in the wedding dress that’s already been purchased, getting to the grocery store before it closes (our grocery stores close disturbingly early), cooking, and listening to the increasingly loud tick of that damn biological clock? Oh, yeah – and sleeping. Can you say frazzled?
The other day I left my aunt a happy birthday voicemail. I was a month early. Clearly losing my mind.
I know it’s 2009, and a girl’s gotta be a diva, but I’m needing some more hours in the day if I’m going to maintain a reasonable level of sanity. Perhaps the worst part of all this is that I’m constantly dreaming of ways to add on new projects to my already asinine to-do list. I.e., I’d love to start doing some type of community service now and then.
I’ve always been looked at as the girl who could “do it all” and lately I feel like things are slipping through the cracks. (Case in point – my floor are begging to be vacuumed. Instead I’m blogging). Anyone have any thoughts on this? How do you do it all without cracking?
xo
