A Series of Unfortunate Events . . .


This is the turn of phrase my husband (OMG! I have a “husband”!) used while posting a sweet thank you to one of our very good friends on Facebook yesterday.  He was thanking her because without her help he might not have been able to get to the wedding at all!  But let’s go back and revisit some recent ‘unfortunate events’ leading up to this particular one.

Not long after we became engaged did we find out that my husband (!) had to have back surgery – immediately.  NO problem – we get it done.  Then because I wasn’t taking good care of myself I develop low blood pressure, low iron, have a hypoglycemic episode while at dinner and wake up covered in blood outside of BJ’s Brewhouse with a huge gash in my forehead two weeks before my wedding.

Five stitches and a two and a half day stay at Madison Hospital later and my husband’s house gets burgled, follow that with the week before the wedding he twisted the wrong way and tweaked his back and we are back at the Dr’s, but it doesn’t stop there.  Two days before our wedding I grabbed his razor and cut my left ring finger so bad I couldn’t get it to stop bleeding for well over an hour and when my sister, (a nurse) saw it the next day she even said it probably could have used a stitch or two, but by then I had worked it out.

Which leads us to the day of the wedding, where my husband went to do something sweet for his son/Groomsman, and simply stepped off the curb, heard something “POP” in his left calf and can now barely walk; thus the sweet thank you to our friend for dropping everything, driving out to our house, getting him and dropping him at the venue for pictures and then running back to her house to get herself ready.  (Thank you Heather Rudeen for ‘being there’ always when we need you!)

Not once did it EVER occur to me during this entire process that I should run like hell, probably because my husband kept saying to me, right up to the minute we took our wedding vows standing at the altar, “You can still run babe.” To which I just shook my head and laughed.

Today, this morning, it does however occur to me that we have now had our fair share of bad luck and I would like to pass it along to the next in line.  I’m sorry for that and I wish you (whoever you are) all the best with it, but I’m really kind of done and over these unfortunate events.

Despite all of THAT – we had one hell of a rocking, good wedding.

Momzilla and Sarah (the wedding coordinator) freaking broke their backs and necks getting that venue decorated and everything in order.  It wasn’t glitch free by any means, but no one but us would EVER have known that, thus why I can tell you now.

Everything that could possibly go wrong did and the ONLY reason I didn’t flip shit and turn into a maniacal BRIDEZILLA is because of attitude.  I CHOSE to have a good attitude.

Starting with the rehearsal at the venue, when our officiant didn’t have the script completed and it took us way too long to get through even one run through, much less two, I just rolled with it.

When I woke up and found it to be raining, checked the forecast for the whole day and saw we had a 30% chance of rain, I just sighed and repeated to myself what everyone else has said, ‘Rain is good luck on your wedding day!’

When I found myself all alone, driving to the hair dresser and a little sad because everyone was too busy to be with me and I wanted to share my experiences with someone – like my MOH or BM, I just cried a little, got it out of my system and moved on.

When I found myself being reprimanded for ‘being late’ to the hair dresser and makeup artist, even though my text appointment from the salon said 9:15 NOT 9:00, I just shrugged my shoulders and walked in at 9:16.

When I was being coiffed and the other hair stylist was having a snit fit because my bridesmaid wasn’t there for him to do because the time line got screwed up, and it wasn’t communicated to us, I just tried to problem solve it and keep him from having a hissy fit and her from being upset and crashing her car in the rain.

When my sister was told that because the time line was jacked that she wouldn’t get any professional makeup, we just nodded and said ‘ok’.  I then told her it will be fun for me to do her makeup, so we did. Plus it meant she got to hang with me and I got some awesome company to share this experience with – win/win!

When my sister was asked to pay for her hair when our understanding was they were going to bill my Mom for that – she just paid for hers, SB’s, and the little girls and we moved on.

When I got the phone call from my husband that he had stepped off the curb and heard something “pop” in his leg and could barely walk – ok I’m not going to lie here, I did freak out a little, but he assured me come hell or high-water he would show up.  (Thanks to Heather, he did.)

When the photography time line got so jacked because nobody was ready on time and my father couldn’t be found anywhere and then we found out he couldn’t get on base because he forgot his ID – I just started drinking.

The photographer (Sharon Palmer of Southern Cotton Photography and her super sweet and really handsome bf Chad McFalls) were absolute god sends.  Her calm, smiling demeanor kept us still able to get shots outside despite the rain, and her flexibility on the time line kept my bitch switch from flipping. I will be ever so grateful to her for unconsciously ‘handling’ me very well.

So the list goes on and I will try to recap here by memory as best I can – Drew could barely walk so getting him from point A to point B to exchange our gifts to each other without him seeing me, blind folded was NOT fun. The officiant (whom I adore) was not on his game and snafu’d things a number of times to the point where it became just comical.  He used a cell phone inside a bible and at one point it died and – yeah, we stood there.  The band didn’t know about playing ‘Ava Maria’, the guests weren’t told when they could be seated so they stood longer than they should have, we think a big chunk of our I do’s were skipped and a lot more people showed up than the RSVP’s we received.  I think at last count we had in excess of 80 people.

All in all, despite all and any of that – we had THE most beautiful wedding you could possibly imagine.  Every element of it was absolute perfection for us.  And if you don’t believe me, just check out all the pictures and eventually the video of my entrance.

Oh did I mention the entrance?

My Groom thought at about a week out that he was being funny when we were asked if I would come out to ‘Here Comes The Bride’ or “Cannon in D’, when he suggested I come out to Darth Vader’s ‘Imperial March’ to which I thought was genius and I ran with it.  So there you have it, I entered the ceremony on the Imperial March until I choked that tune out and then walked down to ‘Cannon in D.’

It was surreal.

It was stunning.

It was bigger, better, and more perfect than my imagination could have EVER conjured and it was completely US!

That’s all I got here folks.

Raise your hand if you are next in line for this streak of strange luck.

Catch you on the flip side.

 

Lots of love,

Kat Devine

 

When it rains it pours . . .


Last Wednesday I decided to face plant head first onto concrete. No, I didn’t have too much alcohol. No, I wasn’t shoved, robbed or mugged. There is no sexy story to go along with my face plant – in a way I wish there was.

This is a very expensive lesson learned in taking care of oneself. With work and school and wedding, and in my attempt to NOT neglect these things, nor my friends, family and fur babies – I managed to neglect myself. After many rounds of tests in the ER Wednesday night and scaring the living daylights out of my fiancee, friends and family – the determination was I was the perfect storm of imminent collapse.

Bottomed out iron, potassium, blood sugar and BOOM! You fall down . . . face first . . . sometimes on concrete.

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So this goes to show that we really do have to take care of ourselves FIRST, before taking care of others – so that we can take care of them.  It’s kind of like when you fly on an airplane and they give that little speech about the oxygen mask and putting it on yourself and then your child or other person.

So I learned a few things.

First off – concrete is VERY hard.  Yes, I know it’s hard to imagine, but so is my head apparently.  I also learned that you bleed, ALOT when there is a head wound. ALOT! But to keep it in perspective NOT as much as a gunshot as the ER told me, but still for me – it was ALOT!

Second – thank god I didn’t lose any teeth or break my nose!  [Hello two weeks before my wedding – so it could have been worse.]

Thirdly – Madison Hospital is super, duper swanky and the food is really good.  All of my Dr’s and nurses were top notch, friendly and very thoughtful.  Some went above and beyond, which we all know some nurses do anyway.  It’s a thankless calling and I’m VERY grateful for them.  [Not biased or anything here – just because my sissy do da is a nurse!]

And last but not least, I learned to slow the bleep down.  I’m only one person.  I have lots of great help.

I’m fine.

I will live, much to the dismay of some. LOL.  You all know you love me, even though I’m a pain in the ass. Hee hee.

So, take care of yourselves out there.  It just isn’t worth it.  Take your vitamins, drink your water, eat your proteins and wiggle your booty in the sun now and again.

Later haters.

 

Love,

Kat

Beautiful Weddings, Bridal Showers and Cakes – Oh my!


In my pursuit to plan my wedding I ran across alot of beautiful weddings that weren’t just photographed beautifully, but were flat out beautiful.  There is literally a wedding for every type of couple.  I’ve compiled some of my favorites here.

For the discerning nerd, this article by the Huffington Post highlights some, as they say “adorkable” trends.

Star Wars Light Saber Fight

Photo Credit: Salt & Pine Photography

I couldn’t find the website for the wedding below, but let me tell you all the ways in which I LOVE their theme!  From the design of the BM dresses matching the back of the brides dress, to the coordinating shoes with bouquets and GM’s ties!  It’s a wonderful mix of rustic meets colorful whimsy and they ROCK it!

Brown and colors wedding

And what could be more fun than a Bridal Shower inspired by Tiffany’s?!  Since the days before I got my Tiffany’s bracelet years ago I have ALWAYS loved them.  When my good friend Alessandra flew me to DC for my birthday a few years back, she introduced me to all the lovely places to shop (Macy’s, Tiffany’s, Nordstrom’s and Bloomy’s) and I fell in LOVE with a pair of sunglasses at Tiffany’s that I just had to have!  They were beautiful!

Check out the bridal shower here!

If class and elegance are what you strive for at your wedding, then take a gander at this Atlanta wedding at AislePerfect.  Could there be a more beautiful bride?

Nerdy On The Inside This cake exemplifies everything fun and dorky about Drew and I.  I love the creative license the cake designer took by basically putting all the elements one on top of the other!  Too cute!

The website WhenGeeksWed is a fount of info for the nerdy at heart.  Check out this Harry Potter themed wedding!

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Fat, Dumb and Happy


When we bought my wedding dress several months ago – it fit like a glove.  It was just a miraculously perfect fit.  Like all other brides, I’ve been scared to death that I’ve put on weight since its purchase, so I combat this by going to the gym as often as I can, but I still worry.

I was feeling really good about the whole gym thing recently so I decided to try on my wedding dress this past Saturday night.  My silent expectation was that it would be so loose that it would need to be altered A LOT and not just in the chest area as we expected (it’s slightly too big there).

WRONG!

The damn thing still fit like a glove – albeit a less tight glove, but a glove none the less.

So why am I disappointed?

I will tell you why!  I’ve been busting my booty at the gym religiously for weeks and although I have noticed my endurance is better and I’ve lost weight – I’ve apparently also been building muscle, which is a great thing, but still . . . *sigh*

Another positive is that it won’t cost as much to have to ONLY alter the bust portion, right?  If it were super loose and had to be altered greatly in the bodice and waist, which would possibly cost a lot. Can you tell I’m really trying to be POSITIVE?

Still.  I know it’s petulant of me, but I really did want one of those, “Holy cow!” moments where I slipped on this beautiful piece of dress art and was ecstatic at how loose it was, but alas, no such luck for me at this stage.  Blame it on the freshman twenty, but we are truly fat, dumb and happy right now and excited about our new life together.

Let the countdown begin . . .


Kenzie and Khloe  [My little girls – Kenzie & Khloe]

As of Aug 3rd we are officially two months out from “D” day – the day I become a Devine!  It’s been a welcome reprieve to NOT have to focus on, think about or plan anything related to the wedding for the past month or so.  Once we secured the photographer, we could take a small break.

It allowed me to concentrate on the end of my summer semester of school, which assisted in me securing one A and one B.  Not bad for an old fart.  I won’t allow myself to get upset about the ‘B’, but suffice it to say I had a particularly difficult time with one of my professors.  I’m lucky he even gave me a ‘B’ due to the fact that I pushed back on him several times and I don’t think he is used to students who bring up logical questions for his curriculum.

I believe all aspects of this wedding planning thing are accounted for.  I have some minor concerns about the music portion, but I’m NOT allowing myself to stress or worry about it.  I trust that it will all work out in the end.  My main goal for this wedding is for Drew and I, our family and friends to have a really great time.  That’s it, well and of course for us to get hitched while having a great time!

Besides Drew’s surprise back surgery and the deficit in our bank account due to that surprise, I think we’ve weathered a number of lesser stresses fairly well.  Right now on our plate is a search for a plumber to replace both toilets, fix the faucet in the MBR and fix a slow leak in both bathroom sinks.  In addition we are also taking bids on Siding, Windows and Gutters and trying to install flooring.  You know, just another day in paradise.

Fall semester starts for both of us on the 17th, which means I will be back in school FULL TIME, working FULL TIME, planning a wedding, taking care of a house and still trying to find time to work out.  Meh – we got THIS! LOL.

We are still trying to figure out what exactly we plan to do on our honeymoon.  We are definitely headed to Orlando, but just unsure if we are going to do the parks the whole time or fit in a cruise in there.  Drew is pulling for the cruise, but I could care less, due to the fact that I’m easily sea sick, car sick or airplane sick.  If we just did the parks and beach the whole time, I would be perfectly happy.

My mom continues to be an incredible asset regarding the wedding.  (I think she’s having more fun than we are if truth be told.)  She and the wedding coordinator, Sarah has been so helpful – that my gratitude knows no bounds.  I literally could not have done any of this without them.

I’m amazed everyday to wake up beside my fiancée.  I know we wouldn’t be where we are without all we have both weathered, but I wish we had met years and years ago.  I’m grateful we found each other now and I’m so excited and proud to be merging my life with his.

The wedding checklist is widdling down.  Venue – check, Caterer – check, Music – check, Photographer – check, Dress – check, BM Dresses – check, MOB Dress – check, Groom, GM, FOB attire – check, Flowers – check, so we are just finalizing the cakes, centerpieces, deco and swag.  I’ve been told repeatedly that stuff will go wrong, so my attitude is such that those folks with experience are probably right and I will just go with the flow.  It helps and is working to keep my anxiety to a minimum.

Try to stay cool out there and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!

~ Kat

Engagement Photo Shoot


Who knew that the simple act of arranging our engagement photo shoot would send my anxiety through the roof?

What to wear?

Should we use props?

What location?

Do we incorporate our colors in the shoot?

Should we take the fur mongrels and include them?

My mother has now dubbed herself “Momzilla” in lieu of ‘budget control’.  (You can roll your eyes now with me too!)  So Momzilla, in an effort to keep her and my father’s minds off the HUGE gaping hole in our lives and hearts at the inability to see, speak with or visit my beautiful God Daughters – Momzilla has thrown herself into the whole crazy wedding planning thing.

It started with props.  Yep, you heard me correctly, P R O P S.  Apparently the INTERNET is rife with wedding ideas galore and Momzilla is finding them all!  She has managed to procure a variety of “props” for our engagement photo shoot.  Which is sweet, but when did posing for a few pictures turn into a huge production?

The good news now is that due to the temperatures climbing well into the 100’s this weekend; our photo shoot has been re-scheduled. THANK GOD!  I was NOT looking forward to wrangling the fur mongrels in this heat, or trying to playfully coax my fiancée into relaxing enough to actually have a good shoot.  I’m not worried about me, I’m a natural ham. LOL.

For now the anxiety levels are back in check.  Engagement photo shoot is pushed back and all I’m facing this weekend is the final papers and assignments before finals week starts next week.  I don’t know what I was thinking by scheduling the photo shoot on a weekend where I had a huge paper due in both classes, but you all know me – I’m NOT always the brightest star in the sky.

Here’s hoping you find a safe and fun way to beat the heat this weekend.  I can assure you I will have my nose buried deep in school work and if I get lucky, maybe here and there I will find time for some fun.

Lots of love,

Kat

Pre-Marriage Counseling / Discussion . . .


Pre-Marriage Discussion

When we first met our potential officiant I approached the situation very ambivalently.  I am not religious at all.  My fiancée is much more so.  I am spiritual and believe in the presence of a higher being, I choose to call them God, but I do not appreciate organized religion nor the monsters o f judgment, hate and mis-representation that it breeds.  Having said all of that, I was incredibly ambivalent about our wedding officiant.  My only dictate was that the individual performing my wedding ceremony NOT be overly religious sounding.

So when we met an acquaintance of my mother’s for coffee and to see if we would all get along, I was pleasantly surprised by my emotional reaction to him.  He was everything I never realized that I wanted in our wedding officiant.  He was soft spoken; kind eyed and exuded a quiet confidence born from years of prior military service.  He is a good family man and an elder within his church.  He knew immediately that I would not tolerate nor appreciate the hollow recitation of bible scriptures that religious people are oft to quote as a means of trying to elevate themselves above others.

He spoke plainly, intelligently and with just the right amount of religious reverence that my spiritual heart appreciates.  Actions speak louder than words in ANYTHING.  When people act upon their good will and intent, they don’t have to prove anything with words.  The TRUTH will always win out, no matter how hard the lies fight against it. There is real EVIL in this world and it starts with one’s heart, leads to ones intent and manifests itself in ones lies.  Good people know other good people, and our officiant is ‘good people’.

We met this past Saturday evening for a bite of dinner and our first pre-marriage ‘discussion’.  I was a nervous wreck.  My anxiety stemmed from the mindset that because our relationship has been very smooth and easy that some hidden upset would be announced and I would be blindsided.  As it turned out that never happened, thank goodness! We discussed the five love languages and identified what they were for each of us.  (Mine are; physical touch, words of affirmation, acts of service, quality time, and gifts. My fiancée’s are; words of affirmation, physical touch, acts of service, quality time and gifts.)

In addition to identifying and discussing these topics we also went through a brief discussion on likes and dislikes.  The bottom line and I would like to think this is a great thing for us, is that we communicate really well.  This was noted and discussed repeatedly.

I was able to breathe a sigh of relief.

I suspected that we communicated well with each other; I know I did, but I wasn’t always sure that my fiancée did – he tends to be conflict adverse.  Needless to say, when you harbor an environment where both parties feel safe – communication really isn’t THAT difficult.  Even if the topic is something you know the other party might not want to discuss or might not be happy discussing.

So there you have it.  We passed our first pre-marriage counseling/discussion with flying colors.  I am actually looking forward to our next.  Stay tuned.

Now we begin sending the invitations.  Holy cricket bat-man – this is really happening!