September 27, 2010

Reviews

The wedding is over? Oddly, yes.
You have debriefed and put everything wedding related into a box for the shed? Yup.
Things are relatively settled and normal life has begun? Mm-hmm.

Vendors want you to fill out client evaluations about your experience?  Well, oka-ay, Sounds Unlimited.
Watch out, DJ Russ- you have no idea what's coming to you. You think it's been over a month and you haven't heard from Bride Soldano, so you sit back and let out that breath you've been holding since you  crossed your fingers and went into the Soldano/Larson wedding unprepared and only armed with a tux and minimal charm.  "She must have either forgotten or loved me," you think to yourself as you mix a poor track of "SexyBack" and "At Last."

Neither, my friend. I am sorry to break it to you, but I am no fool.  I would never waste this opportunity to formally declare how disappointed I was.  And the month that has passed has had quite the opposite affect on me- the memory has not faded, as you would assume. Instead, it has become GLARINGLY CLEAR that YOU were the ONE obvious stain on the day, and that was known as soon as the gal in the big white dress had to look up at you on your stage and yell "CUT IT", complete with hand motion, when you tried to play "Friends in Low Places" or whatever it's called (sorry Garth Fans, but I have never liked country in my life).  You couldn't be bothered to even look at, let alone bring, the request sheet the couple toiled over for you?  Nice. You thought it was a shocking mistake that they didn't want "Love Shack" when the Maid of Honor had to break this to you at the reception when you were about to play it (thank you, Jennifer!) since you didn't look at the "Do Not Play" list, either?  Awesome. SO GLAD technology worked in our favor and our electronic submissions of these requests made it into your hands.  Whether due to the company's neglect or yours, it does not matter.  You will hear about it, Russ.  And if you walk away remembering no other words from the evaluation, remember this one- "stressor."  It is as good as a scarlet "S" on your tux when YOU are the one to stress out the bride.  Big No No.  Don't they teach you that in DJ School?

Okay, so a total modification of this post was actually sent to the company- a little less ranting and raving and a bit more professional jargon that will hopefully catch the attention of the right person. If I save one bride from Russ, my work here is done. ;)  A word to the wise- if your DJ does not contact you until two days before the wedding- run.  If this is only due to your initiation and then you learn he has called the wrong person multiple times trying to get ahold of you- run away quickly. And if he makes any comments alluding to music you wouldn't have touch your wedding with a ten foot pole- get out and stock up your IPod, friend. It's worth it. 
On the other hand, everyone else got glowing reviews. 
(Ha- now that you've seen "scathing," imagine "glowing").  :)

September 20, 2010

Let them eat SOUP!

Having a particular aversion to the kitchen for about 27 years now, I have much experience in the art of frozen dinners and spaghetti. However, I now have a husband who eats enough for a table of four and a frozen Marie Calendar isn't going to cut it.  Using a beginner swimmer analogy, I have decided to "get my feet wet" by "wading in" with soup.  That's right- I am very excited about making soup. We were given our entire set of pots and pans, thus I am very excited to find use of the 15 gallon pot. Okay, maybe it's not that big, but it's BIG.
Soup.  Of course. Autumn is here (my favorite), soup is cozy, you get to eat bread with it (my favorite), and what can go wrong when you throw it all in and let it simmer?  SO that's my big plan.  We "dove in" with chili, moved on to baked potato soup, and then made minestrone. Not too shabby.  So far, so goooood.

A few other observations I would like to share in regards to now living with a boy.
*I stare amazed every time I actually watch a shirt go from its hanger in the closet to his body and miraculously end up with dirt on it.  This, of course, is followed by a conversation that goes something like this:
Natalie, staring: " How did that get there?", pointing at lines of dirt now decorating his chest.
Kenny, staring: "What?"
Natalie, emphatically pointing.
Kenny, staring: "Oh. Huh. Dunno." as he walks away.
How does it not bother him?
*Spending an evening eating leftover soup and watching the Discovery Channel, "Hallelujah Broadway" on Ch. 12, or any number of VHS movies we haven't seen in awhile is fabulous. "Poor Time" is going well so far.
*Our definitions of things are different, such as "clean," "empty," "finished," "relax" and "garbage." But the best one is "enough."  What I need to have "enough" food is definitely Kenny just getting started.  But I've known that for six years.
*I have married someone who will pick me up from work, help me close the shop, help make dinner, help cleanup, and massage my feet all, in one evening. I got me a CATCH!

Overall, the transition has been lovely. As weird as it had every right to be, it's been great and completely non-weird. I appreciate having lived out what God promised- to bless a union sanctioned by Him and enjoy what He is so happy to pour out. 
OH- and we got WEDDING PHOTOS that are gorgeous and help me remember the beauty of the day instead of the stress!  If I could recommend anything, it would be GET A GOOD PHOTOGRAPHER.  You've probably heard that already, but it's totally worth it.  I am so thankful to have quality images that bring back the fun and love.  Yay!
More on that later.

September 14, 2010

Home again, Home again, Jiggity Jig.

Hey everyone! I'd like to start off by saying that I actually began this entry over a week ago when we first got back from the honeymoon, but found myself launched into a crazy house and the real world before I could press "Publish Post". But let's press on.

To those faithfull readers out there who still think to themselves as they sit down to their desk/laptop, "Hm- I wonder what some of Natalie's thoughts are this morning," thank you. I am guessing that most folks assume that since the wedding is over, there will be no more blog.

I don't go down so easily.

First of all, the fact that the wedding has come and gone, as has the honeymoon, will take some adjustment.  Wait, I don't have to refer to my Wedding Day Master List fifeen times today?  My mind isn't swirling with cake then woodchips then food then seating then music, wash/rinse/repeat?  It is a nice feeling, but has taken some getting used to.  Having been swept away suddenly in a cherry red Camero and off to a tropical island with a new husband for two weeks was insane all by itself, let alone the fact that a WEDDING happened that needed debriefing.
I agree that there's no way to know what it feels like until you experience it.  As much as you prepare, make calls, pay people, give orders, it's gonna be ridiculously crazy on an emotional/physical/mental/spiritual level.
And trying to take it all in is like trying to catch water in your hands- some is going to slip through the cracks.  I firmly believe that as soon as cloning is allowed on people, the first thing they need to do it duplicate brides.  Thank you!
At this point, I am straddling the line between the wedding still fresh in my mind/sad it's over and remembering it fondly with chuckles and warm hearts. I do a little of both sometimes. :)

But for the most part, here are the Top Thoughts and Feelings:
* I am filled with gratitude toward everyone involved, everyone who came, all the love we felt.
* I felt pretty
* It was all very beautiful, I think (will have to wait for photos!)
* The ceremony was just as we imagined it and where we felt no stress, no anxiety, and knew that's exactly where we were supposed to be.  It was lovely. :)
* I am more in love with Kenny than ever.  If it's possible after six years, I feel more comfortable and happy with every day.  We can't get over the fact that at the end of the day, we're not...leaving... ha!
* And finally- we did it.  We're married! By golly, FINALLY! 

PLENTY more ruminating to come. And I would love to include a pic or two, but can't seem to save them right from Facebook. Once I have photos of my own, consider it done!
Love.