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New developments! I have them. Witness what’s transpired in the last few days: My face has bloomed an awesome new connect-the-dots pattern.* I have valiantly battled Getting Sick. I pulled out all my best moves, like...
Read MoreSo. The last post seemed to cause a lot of unintended stress for some of you. I feel pretty bad about this. You know those times when you’re at a party, and suddenly you’re stricken with an urge to entertain everybody with what...
Read MoreThe searching, I think, is the single worst part of wedding planning. Searching for wedding stuff seems like — from the outset, at least — tangible progress. It’s a necessary means to a specific end. But, ah,...
Read MoreI’m going to wake up, and get ready for my wedding.
Read MoreThis past weekend the beau dabbled in the fine art of flower-arranging. By which I mean: he took...
Read MoreIn the interest of posting something that does not take me 239 hours to compose, I present to you: Things I can simply type from a written source! I’ll have you know that I scored 82 wpm on that typing test I took down at...
Read MoreGuys, it’s been a hard go of it here in Lyn+Beau Land™ recently. The beau spent the past week working his butt off at a taco booth to raise money for his rugby team,* only to turn around and take off on a work trip for...
Read MoreGet this, guys. It turns out that, to kick off this whole wedding event, we’re going to have...
Read MoreI don’t know what it is about a wedding day that makes the simplest of tasks suddenly seem...
Read MoreI’m a lazy bride. And I’m not just talking about the fact that I’d rather rent burlap table runners than make my own. I don’t so much actively seek out our vendors as I trip and fall into them. Our photographer? Was the first...
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