tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12848322111038303982024-03-05T20:26:17.520-08:00end of the day ponytailthe thoughts of a girl with Jesus in her heart and a craft in her hand.Molly Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04931772174368237732noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1284832211103830398.post-68184799931430335682011-05-01T00:52:00.000-07:002011-05-01T00:52:33.809-07:00Day 20<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">What a </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">wonderful</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> day!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I spent the </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">whole</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> day with my wonderful dad today!! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">He and I used to have days like this all the time. I was his faithful errand companion growing up. I just loved and took every opportunity I could to spend time with him. I can remember running errands with him or being on little daddy/daughter dates with him, when I was younger, and getting this knot in my stomach. A good knot. A knot of excitement, love, acceptance, value. I can remember it welling up inside of me until I couldn't hold it in any longer and it would erupt in a little fit of giggles. Today was one of those days. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">We started at 11 this morning. I had to finish up some church work, so he met me at Solid Rock. Then we ran over to Walgreens to refill a couple of prescriptions, before heading downtown in search of my </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">veil</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">. We stopped in a little bridal boutique and had <i>some</i> luck. I found one that would do, but it wasn't exactly what I had been envisioning. But there was another bridal boutique just one block down, so we headed there next.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I was really impressed by this boutique! They were so eager to help me and dressed me up in veil after veil! I eventually found two veils. I liked part of one and part of the other. My perfect veil, the one of my dreams, was going to be a combination of these two veils.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> [side note: I've been praying through this whole wedding planning process that God would go before me and be putting things into place. I also prayed that when I realized that I had dropped the ball and had forgotten to do something, that God would have already been working it out, so it would all just fall into place once I realized. I'm so glad and humbled that the God who created the universe cares about my wedding and me and has been answering that prayer over and over again.]</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">As it turns out, the designer of the two veils that I loved and wanted to combine, was in that day. I was told that she never meets face to face with customers, but for some reason she agreed to meet and talk with me. She said that it was no problem at all to do what I wanted and she would have something for me to try on this coming week!! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Praise God from Whom all blessings flow! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">My dad was so <b>sweet</b> and <b>patient</b> through the whole veil process. He even held mirrors up for me so I could see the back of my head. I had kind of assumed that he would have liked me to wear more of a traditional, long veil, but he loved me in the birdcage veil and was very supportive. He even helped me pick out a little flower hair clip! It has little lace petals in it that will match my dress splendidly!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">After all that hard work we needed some lunch! We stopped by some food carts and enjoyed some delicious Portland food. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Me: Thai (of course!) Him: Big steak burrito.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Next stop was Urban Outfitters. It turns out that Urban is one of the few places with yellow high heels these days! I would have never imagined that it could be so hard to find some cute yellow heels! Last week, as I left the cafeteria, I saw a girl wearing yellow, suede heels. I chased her down and asked when and where she had gotten her shoes. She gave me all the <b>details</b> and I thanked her for being the one to find my wedding shoes (there have been several girls trying to find yellow shoes for me)! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Urban was out of the shoe, but they ordered me some from the website with <i>almost</i> free shipping (would have been completely free, but I needed two day shipping). We ended up ordering me two sizes, just to make sure my bases were covered if one was too big or too small. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Then we went to Shane Company to get Peter's wedding ring. Peter and I went in and picked out a ring a couple weeks ago, but I wanted to buy it and everything by myself. It felt really good to get that all taken care of. It's kind of silly, but I'm really excited for Peter to have a ring too. I just <b>LOVE</b> my ring! I know he won't feel quite the same way about his ring, as I do about mine. How could he? His doesn't have any diamonds! (Which is a good thing. He is a man and doesn't know to care about those. They would really have been wasted on him.) But, I hope he will like it or at least like what it means, as much as I like mine. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">At 6 o'clock, my dad and I headed to the Jackson Bottom Wetlands Preserve for the annual Tweet of Dreams auction. My dad is one of the JBWP board members and was emceeing the auction. I had so much fun being his date! They were able to raise a ton of money to update some of the exhibits in the nature center. The night was a great success! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">If you've never been to Jackson Bottom Wetlands, you should definitely plan a trip out there! It is so fun and so <b>beautiful</b>! I always thought I would get married on the big observation deck overlooking the pond and a gorgeous sunset backdrop. Unfortunately, the deck only holds about 100 people. That was never going to work!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">You may have been wondering where my mom was during this wedding-y day... My lucky mom was down in Corvallis visiting my brother for OSU's Moms' Weekend. One of the gals at the bridal boutique asked why my mom wasn't there to help me find my veil. I happily told her that she was visiting my brother! </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I am so glad that they got to spend the weekend together! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> And it was really fun to have that special day with my daddy. I know we won't always be able to do that. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Oh! I almost forgot! At one point this afternoon, my dad and I went into First Baptist, where Peter and I are getting married. I needed to drop of the craft for tonight's gathering. The church was quiet and empty. My dad told me to follow him. I followed him up the side of the sanctuary and through a row of pews, until we found ourselves at the end of the aisle that we will walk down together in just twenty short days. "Let's practice!" He said. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">So we did. It was such a special experience to try it out and get the feel for it together. Just the two of us. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">20 days until the wedding</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">love,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">m.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Molly Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04931772174368237732noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1284832211103830398.post-33085025006844788492011-04-26T20:59:00.000-07:002011-04-26T20:59:46.483-07:00Day 24<div style="text-align: center;">Oh, hello there! Remember me? </div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm the <b>silly</b> girl that thought she would be able to upload a new blog post everyday between now and her wedding. So much for that!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">But, I'm here <b>now! </b>Hooray!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Between day 29 and today, not much wedding stuff has happened. I still haven't found my <b>veil</b>. Ugh. I'm going to find one by Saturday. I'm determined. My mom will be visiting my brother at college this weekend, so I asked my dad if he would go veil shopping with me. I think he is pretty excited. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Another thing that is only half way finished is the order for the <b>pies</b>. I've talked to the baker a few times and have given them my order. At this point, we are just haggling a bit. I'm buying about 100 pies! I think they ought to be able to work something out for me price wise. If not, that's totally fine too. </div><div style="text-align: center;">It would just be nice. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Another wedding to-do, is the playlist for the band. They have a whole list of songs that they know. What I really need to do is figure out which of the songs Peter and I don't want played at our wedding. Feel free to leave a comment with any<b> cheesy</b> wedding songs that you think our wedding should be free from. :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I think that is it for tonight. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Talk to you all soon!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">24 days</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">love,</div><div style="text-align: center;">m.</div>Molly Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04931772174368237732noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1284832211103830398.post-10795217178889784982011-04-21T14:46:00.000-07:002011-04-21T14:46:46.140-07:00Day 29<div style="text-align: center;"> You probably guessed by the title of this post...</div><div style="text-align: center;">There are only 29 days until the wedding! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm going to try my <b>darndest </b>to post everyday until the wedding. I hope to capture moments and thoughts in here so I can look back after the crazy has ended and remember all of the fun things that went on. I'm finding that I've been getting a bit hazy and space-y as I struggle to juggle my teacher education program and wedding planning. If I can't even remember people's names (people I've known for years) anymore, than I certainly can't expect to remember all of the fun little planning and prepping details. Right?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Things to remember:</b></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><b></b>1. Last Saturday Terry Rathkey threw me a <b>lovely </b>shower. This was the one she (not me!) deemed the "Old Lady Shower." This was the shower for all of Peter's mom's friends. It was a fun and beautiful shower. I felt so loved by all of those women as they showered me with prayer, advice, hugs, and also presents. It was really moving to feel so supported by women of God whom I had just meet minutes before. What a huge blessing. </div></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"> Here are a few pictures of the decorations </div><div style="text-align: center;">(I'll add more pictures once I get them from my mom's camera):</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP0J9UtjBZ8PRb9kB5-2fNkd43Xj9rba5lDLLCrT-tquaUxRZuA_GITY92Uqod13CqFE8o-U3X__WZC30AfhYj6dM3xsu1O2DMwnY22LMqcvcQHZGehTt_rD1Ss4GSx9NoMJhABII8ogAx/s1600/DSC_0233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="265" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP0J9UtjBZ8PRb9kB5-2fNkd43Xj9rba5lDLLCrT-tquaUxRZuA_GITY92Uqod13CqFE8o-U3X__WZC30AfhYj6dM3xsu1O2DMwnY22LMqcvcQHZGehTt_rD1Ss4GSx9NoMJhABII8ogAx/s400/DSC_0233.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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table as well as one of our engagement pictures.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">2. Last night, Kathy threw me a <b>darling</b> bridal shower! (My last one, with the exception of the lingerie party.) She adoringly titled that shower the "misfits'" shower. A wonderful mix of women from my dad's school, my practicum school, my old church, and my small group. It was an odd little bunch, but a very <b>fun</b> and <b>special</b> bunch.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We ate yummy dairy-free, gluten-free treats and played the funniest shower game! All the ladies were given a piece of paper with a cut out picture of my head at the top. They then had to rifle through a stack of wedding magazines and create a wedding ensemble that they thought I would like. The outcome was so creative and so funny!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">1. I really need to order the pies for the reception.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">2. I really, really need to find my birdcage veil.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">3. I really, really, really need to study for my Hebrews- Rev. exam tonight. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">4. I need to craft something! I haven't done a project since last Friday and I am itching! I will have to wait until tomorrow night though, when I will have a little free time again.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Molly Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04931772174368237732noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1284832211103830398.post-34351584176257982752011-04-18T09:49:00.000-07:002011-04-21T21:58:40.920-07:00Resurfacing<div style="text-align: center;">I am resurfacing.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Entering back into the world and reality. </div><div style="text-align: center;">School and responsibility.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's easier to do after a fun, filled weekend like this last one!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Peter and I went to my folks' house for our weekly dinner. I love this night. We eat my mom's yummy food, watch something funny, and I usually sew or craft something wedding-y with my mom. This night was not much different than normal, <i>except</i> that my <b>sweet brother</b> came home from Corvallis for the weekend!! Hooray!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> My mom was so thrilled to have "all of her children" back in her house, that she decided to spoil us with delicious Zab Thai take out. After dinner, I got to crafting! It was so fun to listen to my dad, brother and Peter laughing in the other room, while my mom and I cut fabric in the dining room.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">My first project was a set of coasters for Britta's birthday. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Here's one that's been pressed, cut, and quilted. The large border of fabric eventually got trimmed down, and then hand stitched to form the binding. Thank goodness for my mom. She is an awesome hand stitcher! I couldn't see a single stitch! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My next project was a pot holder made for my sweet friend Hannah. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Hannah is one of my bridesmaids, and I am one of her's! She is getting married 22 days after Peter and I. Saturday night, she had a lingerie shower. We were instructed to bring a lingerie gift and<b> something for the kitchen</b>. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So... I made a pot holder to go with the anthro <a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?id=20540696&catId=CLOTHES-INTIMATES-UNDERWEAR&pushId=CLOTHES-INTIMATES-UNDERWEAR&popId=CLOTHES-INTIMATES&navAction=middle&navCount=240&color=009&isProduct=true&fromCategoryPage=true&templateType=D">panties</a> I got her.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My plan was to make two, but I rediscovered my <b>pot holder-sized attention span</b> during this project.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I first discovered this anomaly during my days as a knitter. I started scarf after scarf, but I never finished one! Right about the time that my scarf reached a perfect square, I'd start to get the itch. The "I think I'm bored of this yarn" itch. So I'd cast off and stick another pot holder in my knitting bag. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">After I finished this pot holder, I was ready to be done for the night.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I used a green/blue color palette to match Hannah's future kitchen. The block pattern that I followed is called a "<b>wonky</b> log cabin." A new, improved take on the traditional "log cabin" pattern. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I love this pattern for two reasons:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">1. I love the word "wonky". I just really like it. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">2. I love what makes it wonky. The lines are all crooked and uneven. It adds so much interest and moves your eye all around the block. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">This has been a busy week for me! Lots of stuff going on with my classes. I have final projects fast approaching which means final exams aren't too far off either. Ahh! On the <b>bright-side</b>, that also means that the wedding will be here soon too! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Speaking of wedding... I need to let you in on my current (wedding) craft! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Pinwheels!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So- there is this black curtain drape that hangs in our reception ballroom. It is meant to hide and drown out some of the caterer hullabaloo. It is a perfectly fine black, velvet curtain, the only trouble is that it is black and it is velvet**. Those two things just don't fit my wedding.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">What's a girl left to do but make pinwheels to hang in lovely, little, random rows to distract the eye from the black and velvet by wooing it with adorableness and femininity? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I saw the idea at Paper Zone a while back and lucky for me they had little instruction sheets on how to make them! I, of course, had to adapt their tutorial a bit to fit my own <b>perfectionist </b>needs. I created a little system/process that not only speeds up my production time, but also ensures that all of my pleats come out even!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I have about 40 or so made right now. I have a couple bags of them at my folks house, about 12 pinwheels sitting in the floor in Peter's living room, and 10 or so in my own living room. Actually, there may even be a few more over at the Buchstaber's house! Britta and Lucy offered to help me in my pinwheel efforts and took home a big stack of paper a few weeks ago. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I'm hoping to have a hundred or so done in time for the wedding. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I'm planning to post a little pinwheel tutorial at some point. I'll provide more details about the paper and other supplies then. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Molly Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04931772174368237732noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1284832211103830398.post-43932175774476885412011-04-11T00:51:00.000-07:002011-04-11T00:51:33.970-07:00it all started with a little amy butler...<div style="text-align: center;">My mom is a quilter. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">That word tends to elicit visions of white hair, grandma glasses, terrible textiles, and dated patterns.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Allow me to clarify. My mom is what they call a <b>modern </b>quilter. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">What does that mean? </div><div style="text-align: center;">No white hair, no glasses chained to the neck, and NO TERRIBLE TEXTILES!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Modern quilters use modern fabrics and modern designs. My mom works with the most gorgeous of gorgeous fabrics, and has turned me into a bit of a textile snob myself. I have found myself head over heels for Amy Butler, Anna Maria Horner, Heather Bailey, Tanya Whelen, and the like.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Well, my wonderfully modern mom took on a pretty big project for the wedding. She decided to help me out, by taking care of all of the favors for the wedding party and the important gals in my life that I wanted to honor at the bridesmaids' dinner.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">It all started with a little Amy Butler...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEpC7_m2ZDQDb8VokXVVnvNn0LZwaHADemjWP8UxW91r-D1MCALyHWoGWuJiwOdDdDlbeQqJyUVB6vuRwXlotpVytG3A3zIk4H5S8Arb1coiaZxBcGQDI-lm6iEmk1IJwF_wdKeP5G7Q9t/s1600/DSCN2188.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEpC7_m2ZDQDb8VokXVVnvNn0LZwaHADemjWP8UxW91r-D1MCALyHWoGWuJiwOdDdDlbeQqJyUVB6vuRwXlotpVytG3A3zIk4H5S8Arb1coiaZxBcGQDI-lm6iEmk1IJwF_wdKeP5G7Q9t/s400/DSCN2188.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Soul Blossoms</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Aren't they just <b>darling</b>?? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I could not have been more pleased with how they turned out. The gals at the dinner just adored them as well! Good work, mom! Thank you!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfhL_aBtS6eEbiDBBVEJlxdx7bDMmS4fh5MEUFCwosGXbeu5UyNkR_zSSqYgRG3Z8gvgtudkJMX-GsHMDpQRuoHwufzxpDrebtaVr3bk30KIik4B6Iw_KKylLzFygSgq2M2zDLzTKJd8Ja/s1600/DSC_0280.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfhL_aBtS6eEbiDBBVEJlxdx7bDMmS4fh5MEUFCwosGXbeu5UyNkR_zSSqYgRG3Z8gvgtudkJMX-GsHMDpQRuoHwufzxpDrebtaVr3bk30KIik4B6Iw_KKylLzFygSgq2M2zDLzTKJd8Ja/s400/DSC_0280.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">To see a more comprehensive write-up for the gathered clutch process, check out my mom's blog <a href="http://wishestrueandkind.blogspot.com/2011/04/savoring-moments-enjoying-process.html">here</a>!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">39 days until the wedding.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">m.</div>Molly Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04931772174368237732noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1284832211103830398.post-64537993979453701452011-04-10T10:24:00.000-07:002011-04-10T10:24:07.609-07:00Whew!<div style="text-align: center;">Whew! It has been a busy <b>busy</b> couple of days! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I spent Friday in class, worked that afternoon, then to church to work on the Sunday school craft, slipped in a run before Peter and I went to my parent's house for dinner. After dinner I got to crafting and creating. I had a few little projects to finish for the bridesmaids' dinner.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">First thing: flower arrangements</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqDVXmCnPIR4j-dNZLud4RoES-oWONyS6lHjarwtMy3xjmmwMWND7DgFFHUteOFt7olMGEfon3yd0wYkeDfwHTvEDB2FZjqxlKonQY9RgM-9H3u7za6IdlJMEyK5jkG9oQj8JTm5kLusyp/s1600/DSC_0251.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqDVXmCnPIR4j-dNZLud4RoES-oWONyS6lHjarwtMy3xjmmwMWND7DgFFHUteOFt7olMGEfon3yd0wYkeDfwHTvEDB2FZjqxlKonQY9RgM-9H3u7za6IdlJMEyK5jkG9oQj8JTm5kLusyp/s320/DSC_0251.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Simple, but pretty. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I used quart sized mason jars, filled each with 2 dozen white tulips, and tied a fabric sash around the mouth of each jar.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf1l1pAsWc4MV9VxDl-t3iSRA-uTQMLukS0w5nyNvBeOOlxATYbSyI-4Gek_E9UVTxBW35U8x6E2csaGBpvY8xcnldeVdUfAG2io8gNEpoXXWJQES6Q-T2MWGFM0SwdXEVNhaYY3UFapwN/s1600/DSC_0246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf1l1pAsWc4MV9VxDl-t3iSRA-uTQMLukS0w5nyNvBeOOlxATYbSyI-4Gek_E9UVTxBW35U8x6E2csaGBpvY8xcnldeVdUfAG2io8gNEpoXXWJQES6Q-T2MWGFM0SwdXEVNhaYY3UFapwN/s320/DSC_0246.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Each jar was tied with a different fabric. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">No matchy matchy!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I decided to do a dry run of the table scape on my parent's dining room table.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzTJZvV_SGBM7sCzU-mnVlQmhEtf2p9Ty1Wq_s9ZD8IXiZggSZGMoOLqjV9ufh3O4YL5OrEBXEpsj8zTEgVUXV7ppcIR5bs4ZSOlSN_0KFrVfmFXZWf2daIiH3xtH4yQgknTyr2NnvZey8/s1600/DSC_0253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzTJZvV_SGBM7sCzU-mnVlQmhEtf2p9Ty1Wq_s9ZD8IXiZggSZGMoOLqjV9ufh3O4YL5OrEBXEpsj8zTEgVUXV7ppcIR5bs4ZSOlSN_0KFrVfmFXZWf2daIiH3xtH4yQgknTyr2NnvZey8/s320/DSC_0253.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I placed 12 votive candles in pint size mason jars and spread those around the table too! I also added some white tulle which I laid flat down the center and some yellow tulle that I twisted into a rope. I then weaved the twisted rope around the flowers and pulled it here and there to loosen it and "poof" it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Then it was on to the name place cards:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ5fwA7pK8mySo460r0IFLWfIJNiDPWRL36C97y1I_PxmGr892aVHeYsxZQ1NwGPk8yndi7WxBPxtdnFbkKK4UbLKZopKs98oQ1ZgwgciWI5-_7C7ngY0V4TO70CvRcFSVBDV2ZkwJwIaJ/s1600/DSC_0260.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ5fwA7pK8mySo460r0IFLWfIJNiDPWRL36C97y1I_PxmGr892aVHeYsxZQ1NwGPk8yndi7WxBPxtdnFbkKK4UbLKZopKs98oQ1ZgwgciWI5-_7C7ngY0V4TO70CvRcFSVBDV2ZkwJwIaJ/s320/DSC_0260.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I chose a natural brown paper from Paper Zone, found a tag template using Google Images, and printed it out on the paper. Then I cut, cut, cut! I also shrunk the image a bit and printed it on to some white paper to use as a rough guide for the second layer on the tag.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Next, I pulled out my<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> <span class="Apple-style-span">silver</span></span> </b>sharpie, which I adore!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I wrote the name of each dinner attendee on a white piece and glued it to a brown tag. Then I punched a whole at the top of the tag. I strung some left over fabric salvage through the whole of each tag to get...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Here's a close up:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimpcDB2BuBU19uXXzVrgP0zclMmNBExXXhXIP04bOzbCyaUE8Tj6ZIJLiIZ0I3cMPRrGZrqiG19DVhZqVcrWflhzbskeI_P003SplMqtm_KgtV4tA0bAVAgihAgOxIC8MltfdDCDgFRnKM/s1600/DSC_0266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimpcDB2BuBU19uXXzVrgP0zclMmNBExXXhXIP04bOzbCyaUE8Tj6ZIJLiIZ0I3cMPRrGZrqiG19DVhZqVcrWflhzbskeI_P003SplMqtm_KgtV4tA0bAVAgihAgOxIC8MltfdDCDgFRnKM/s320/DSC_0266.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The lighting makes it kind of hard to see the name in this picture, but you get the idea.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">That was Friday, here is Saturday:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I spent a few hours out in Troutdale to take the ORELA (Oregon Educators Licensure Assessments).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This test is what Oregon uses to determine whether or not they will give someone a teaching license. Kind of a big deal for a girl going to school to <b>be</b> <b>a teacher</b>! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">When that was said and done, I rushed to Hillsboro to help my mom prep the event room.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Do you see the little clutch bag in the above picture?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Those were our favors for the bridesmaids and gals that came to the dinner. </div><div style="text-align: center;">My mom is amazing and made over 20! I will tell you all about them in my next post.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks, Mom for <b>all </b>of your help!</div><div style="text-align: center;">(Thanks, Dad for funding our little event!)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">40 days until the wedding!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Molly Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04931772174368237732noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1284832211103830398.post-15517375935189231352011-04-07T15:42:00.000-07:002011-04-07T23:25:42.805-07:00Welcome!<div style="text-align: center;">Good afternoon and welcome to my blog! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">For my first official blog post, I think it is appropriate to tell you all a little bit more about myself. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">I am engaged to an <b>amazing</b> man named Peter. </div><div style="text-align: center;">He is so good to me. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Thoughtful and Patient. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Romantic and fun. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Responsible and adventurous. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Hard working and supportive. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am so excited to be his wife!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">This is my fabulous family: </div><div style="text-align: center;">My incredibly wonderful and talented brother, Michael</div><div style="text-align: center;">and</div><div style="text-align: center;">My loving and supportive parents, Steve and Joan </div><div style="text-align: center;">(who are both also incredibly wonderful and talented)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Here's a better picture of my mom and I. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Isn't she so pretty?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Before I leave you, I want to show you my current craft!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">These are the invitations that I made for the bridesmaids' <s>luncheon</s> dinner, that my mom is throwing this weekend. I will spend tomorrow afternoon helping her design the flower arrangements and get everything prepped and ready for the dinner.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy crafting!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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