august thirty-first

Hello my hot desert mama! I love you!

Now stop working and let yourself enjoy your birthday. You should get all dolled up, hop on the jet ski, and have Dad escort you to the fanciest joint on the river.

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Nightmare No More

If you were at my wedding, you may remember how you found your seat.  My plan was to have the placecards on a table when people walked into the reception. You know, like normal weddings have.  But that's not how it happened.  Apparently the table was too small.  So, unbeknownst to me, this is what happened.

Notice the placecards on the plates under a spoon.  (Uncle George clearly thought this pictures was being taken of him.  It was his birthday after all.)

Throughout the entire wedding, I was unaware of this spoon change.  Not until we got back from our honeymoon and were purusing our wedding pictures did I see this.  And I was horrified.  I tell you, I lost sleep that night (and many nights after).  And then my dreams would taunt me.  I kept having dreams that we got to do our wedding over again and that I got to fix the placecards.  And then I'd wake up.  This was definitely not what I was going for.

But, today I feel vindicated.  Because today, I found this.

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And so you see, now I can claim that the placecard spoons on the plate were totally what I was going for.  Because, I don't follow trends.  I MAKE TRENDS.  And they are totally following mine.

Speaking of weddings, the post that I did for Molly and Eddie's wedding was featured on Flamingo Toes' facebook page and 504 Main's facebook page!  Isn't that so exciting?!

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The End of Things

 Here I sit in my bed, on this, my last night of freedom. 
Tomorrow I return to school.
I tried to make the most of my last day.  I enjoyed myself some beach time with that husband of mine and a double scoop of Thrifty rainbow sherbet ice cream. 

But that all happened after my unsuccessful trip to the Doheny clothing exchange.  You see, I had some pants that I was no longer in need of, that I thought I would trade in.

This was now my third attempt to trade in clothes at one of these stupid clothing exchange places.  I've been denied every time.  This is shocking, I know, considering my keen sense of style.  Today my clothes didn't make the cut because the girl was looking for "current fall fashions".  Ummmm, since when did pants go out of style?  Last I checked, you wear pants in the fall. 

 This is a very vulnerable position to be put in, having someone scrutinize your clothes.  And then to be rejected.  I just can't take it anymore.  I am officially done with clothing exchange stores.
And sadly, I am officially done with summer.

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over the weekend

Nick and I have been trying to do some fun things these last few days of summer, seeing as how I am going to back to school on Wednesday. Grrrrr.

So, suprise, suprise, we went to Ramos House Cafe on Friday morning.

Nick ordered their B.L.F.G.T. (that's bacon, lettuce, and fried green tomatoes).

After breakfast, we came home and worked on some projects.  Nick worked on putting a new vanity in our bathroom, while I worked on the fun task of cleaning out the office closet.  Both of these projects turned into two day projects, so on Saturday morning, when we woke up, our house looked like this:

Except our bedroom looked worse than this, because the floor was covered with three seperate piles of laundry that I was planning on getting to.  There was not one clean room in the house....NOT ONE.  So, imagine my dilemna, when the doorbell rang at 9:30, while I was still in pajamas, and while Nick was conveniently walking Brontie.  I quickly ran in and changed my pants, then peeked through the peek hole to see who it was, at which point I wanted to vomit.  It was the appraiser. Who needed to walk through the WHOLE HOUSE. Who needed to take pictures of EVERY ROOM in the house.  We're in the process of refinancing, and Nick had made this appointment.  We both forgot about it.  I walked away from the door, threw a silent little temper tantrum and contemplated hiding out in the shed until he was gone, but then decided that I needed to be an adult and answer the door.  When the guy went into the backyard, I quickly raced through the house to try to clean what I could (like throwing the piles of laundry in the laundry basket) and frantically called Nick to tell him to get his butt back here so that I did not have to be completely mortified alone.  I spent the rest of the day feeling quite distraught over the whole episode, and Nick just laughed and laughed.  But, then my parents got here, which made me feel better.  We packed up the dogs, picked up some Pedro's, and headed to Dog Patch with them and Amy.

And they went back to Arizona yesterday.  But on the way out there, they bought a jet ski.  Hot Diggity. 

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A Summer Tea

I attended this fabulous little tea on Sunday.  I must admit that I was a teeny tiny bit jealous that I had not planned it, because it was darn cute.

My friends, Jen and Lynsey, planned everything and get to take all the credit for the adorableness.

I ate an obscene amount of food.  Then, I had seconds.  (And thirds.)
You can see more pictures from the tea here on Jen's blog. (And you can check out some of her delicious recipes.  I have already tried a ton of them, and have loved them all.)

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Coming Home

I still have more to post from our time in Turlock, but here are a few pictures from our drive home from Turlock.

If only these pictures were true to life all the time.  The majority of time, these two are snipping and snarling at each other.  So, times like these are glorious little moments for me.

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Speaking of Turlock, I got this email the other day from my f-i-l (that's father-in-law for those of you who are abbreviationaly challenged), after I called him out for not being a follower.

"This blog is only the coolest thing to happen under the heading "Kinnier" in. . . two or three hundred years."

Needless to say, he is now a follower.

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Molly and Eddie.....MARRIED!

GET READY...

This post is a doozy.

But, it is soooooooooo worth it.
Because these two are MARRIED!

This wedding was so fun and beautiful.  My sisters all made the trip to Turlock to help with set up and making desserts. 
Here is our masterpiece...

The cake was Kim's creation....it turned out amazing.

But, cake was not the only dessert people got to partake in.

The cake pops were my favorite.

I know there are like five gazillion pictures of the table, but we were just so excited about it.

Now, to give credit where credit is due:

Cake: Kim....duh.

Cake pops and Cupcakes: Kim

Most other desserts: Amy and Me (with a little help from some Kinnier fam)

Cookies, Lemon Bars, and Spice Cupcakes: Molly's friends

Dessert Table Set Up: Amy and Me

Gorgeous Writing on the Sign: Meredith Kanbergs (cousin)

Pinwheels: Meredith's idea, made by a bunch of us

White Globes:  I found this tutorial and a bunch of us made them

Labels: Kristina....made to match the invitations (see more pictures on her blog). 

Kristina also designed the paper we used to cut out the hearts for the cake pops. 

Inevitably, the cake had to be cut. 

Do you see Eddie's shoe peeking out there at the bottom of the picture.  Molly was wearing the same ones under her dress.  I LOVE that!

There were so many other great details from the wedding.

Cute Chalkboard Program (Meredith's lovely writing again)

Homemade Jam for favors

Cute tags made by Kristina

I found this vintage briefcase at Goodwill, and Amy and I decorated it for people to leave cards for Molly and Eddie in.  You can see the darling invitation Kristina made.

This sign was much cuter in the light, but we didn't get a picture of it then.  Nick and I found old pieces of a fence in the Kinnier garage and put them together.  Meredith painted the words, and we made some pinwheels to stick on it.

The one detail of the event that I sadly do not have a picture of was the adorable backdrop for the ceremony.  Molly and Eddie used a lattice, and Meredith decorated it with pinwheels.  It was SO stinking cute.

I was busy socializing and refilling the dessert table (oh yeah, and dancing), so I didn't get a ton of people pictures during the reception.  Which really bums me out.  But, I am hoping that the photographer got a lot of great pictures, and I cannot wait to see those.

This is Mark.  His wife is a devoted follower of the blog (Hi Linda!).  They let us use their kitchen ALL.WEEKEND.LONG. We had so much fun with them.  And, now, I expect to see this picture hanging on the wall of their house the next time we come to visit.

Nick got a dance in with Molly.

Grrrr....I wish I had more pictures of the people at the wedding who I was so excited to see.

When we get the photographer pictures, we will have to do a whole other post. This post is clearly very dessert table focused.

Which means, I am sure you all want to see one last picture of it...

Congratulations Molly and Eddie!!

I am so excited and happy for you!

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