<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672</id><updated>2011-09-03T09:22:13.847-04:00</updated><category term='recaps'/><category term='favors'/><category term='galoshes'/><category term='birdcages'/><category term='dinner'/><category term='lighting'/><category term='maid of honor'/><category term='hotel'/><category term='DIY'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='State College'/><category term='chairs'/><category term='garter'/><category term='the dress'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='handkerchiefs'/><category term='shoe clips'/><category term='safety'/><category term='honeymoon'/><category 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website'/><category term='breakdown'/><category term='details'/><category term='jewelry'/><category term='embroidery'/><category term='The Mom'/><category term='engagement pictures'/><category term='rain'/><category term='corks'/><category term='table numbers'/><category term='church'/><category term='lladro'/><category term='cake cutting'/><category term='color'/><category term='guestbook'/><category term='invitation'/><category term='design'/><category term='picture cards'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='love'/><category term='pwc'/><category term='Mexico'/><category term='weight'/><category term='umbrella'/><category term='melissa sweet'/><category term='veil'/><category term='moving'/><category term='meet up'/><category term='babies'/><category term='monogram'/><category term='timeline'/><category term='organization'/><category term='vintage'/><category term='DIY hair'/><category term='bridal shower'/><category term='oot boxes'/><category term='Catholic'/><category 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term='DIY jewelry'/><category term='music'/><category term='something borrowed'/><category term='reception'/><category term='ribbon'/><category term='font'/><category term='mother son dance'/><category term='purple'/><category term='wedding bands'/><category term='medical school'/><category term='unity candle'/><category term='life'/><category term='lingerie'/><category term='marriage license'/><category term='hairstyle'/><category term='food'/><category term='limo'/><category term='bridal apparel'/><category term='ornamental inspiration'/><category term='guests'/><category term='money saving tips'/><category term='not DIY'/><category term='cake topper'/><category term='fabric flowers'/><category term='tuxedos'/><category term='snow'/><category term='medicine'/><title type='text'>Bride-to-Be, M.D.</title><subtitle type='html'>Adventures in wedding planning during medical school</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>177</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-6193777014721013190</id><published>2010-12-06T20:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T20:20:57.588-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving!</title><summary type='text'>Checking in? I've moved over to my post-wedding blog, diagnosis: love.Stop by and say hi!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6193777014721013190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6193777014721013190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/12/moving.html' title='Moving!'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/TP2L3KGbhNI/AAAAAAAAC58/NBc2m1MKz_Q/s72-c/dl.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-4716350072804621363</id><published>2010-12-06T18:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T20:14:59.279-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Old Along With Me... the Best is Yet to Be(e)!</title><summary type='text'>Well, it's about that time. Time for me to say goodbye. :(You've allowed me to write about our wedding for over a year,  and I am so incredibly thankful for this amazing opportunity. Your kind  words, encouragement, feedback, and general awesomeness have been amazing. I can't imagine having planned our wedding without sharing  it with the hive. Thank you so much for everything, it's been an </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4716350072804621363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4716350072804621363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/12/grow-old-along-with-me-best-is-yet-to.html' title='Grow Old Along With Me... the Best is Yet to Be(e)!'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/TP2Jt3RXc2I/AAAAAAAAC50/DNhVOIQ4wHY/s72-c/DD-122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-339090377196291073</id><published>2010-12-06T17:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T20:09:21.695-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Old Along With Me: The Indescribable Moments of Your Life</title><summary type='text'>I know, I know, you thought these recaps were over. Just one more thing that I wanted to share - our Highlight Film from Open Iris by Quanti Studios!The Wedding of Daniel and Deanna from Quanti Studios on Vimeo.We chose to use "Tonight, Tonight" by The Smashing Pumpkins as it is one of  Burger's favorite songs and has such amazing lyrics. My favorite are the  lyrics at the end:we'll make things </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/339090377196291073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/339090377196291073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/12/grow-old-along-with-me-indescribable.html' title='Grow Old Along With Me: The Indescribable Moments of Your Life'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-100226249018143627</id><published>2010-10-28T13:05:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T15:51:07.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How Planning a Wedding Makes You a Better Wedding Guest</title><summary type='text'>Everyone is getting married! Or at least it seems that way, doesn't  it? It's just that time in our lives, I suppose!I think there are certain things about weddings you just simply cannot understand until you've planned one yourself, and now that I'm on the other side of things, I think it's made me a better wedding guest!Here are just a few of the ways my behavior has changed since being a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/100226249018143627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/100226249018143627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/10/how-planning-wedding-makes-you-better.html' title='How Planning a Wedding Makes You a Better Wedding Guest'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/TMB3A9RH1_I/AAAAAAAAC2Q/EMYBLs36sCM/s72-c/getting+married.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-6502593588075774274</id><published>2010-10-28T13:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T15:43:07.068-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mrs. Cheeseburger: Then and Now</title><summary type='text'>This "looking back" series really got me thinking - what did I used to be like in life and love, and how have I changed to be the person I am today?I had an awesome time in high school. I had a great group of friends, most of whom I'm still close with today (the bridesmaids in my wedding!), and I was always either dating or crushing on some boy. I played volleyball and softball and was involved </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6502593588075774274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6502593588075774274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/10/mrs-cheeseburger-then-and-now.html' title='Mrs. Cheeseburger: Then and Now'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/TMX3fsEcTXI/AAAAAAAAC3s/JNiIhueGW54/s72-c/softball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-3274930871874142692</id><published>2010-10-28T12:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T15:13:44.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret Life of Bees: Cheeseburger Edition</title><summary type='text'>I thought about what secrets I could spill to you all for days, and I was only able  to come up with 2 things. I am seriously just that boring. They're kind  of entertaining, I guess - enjoy these two random facts about me :)1. I wanted to be Indiana Jones, for real.sourceThis  all started in the second grade. The boys in my class started teasing  me calling me "Indiana Jones" (because my name is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3274930871874142692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3274930871874142692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/10/secret-life-of-bees-cheeseburger.html' title='Secret Life of Bees: Cheeseburger Edition'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/TMnFbdMuatI/AAAAAAAAC5c/D0zUZv8aozw/s72-c/indiana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-1226942503722957749</id><published>2010-10-26T22:00:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T22:00:00.949-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pittsburgh/Central PA Vendor Reviews &amp; Budget Breakdown</title><summary type='text'>Our wedding day was amazing thanks to months of planning, help from friends and family, and our amazing vendors. For any of you planning a Pittsburgh or Central PA wedding, I hope you find these vendor reviews helpful! I've also included approximate costs which I hope will help with your budgets!The Dress - Anne Gregory For the Bride (Pittsburgh, PA)Cannot Recommend Highly Enough!To say that our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1226942503722957749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1226942503722957749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/10/pittsburghcentral-pa-vendor-reviews.html' title='Pittsburgh/Central PA Vendor Reviews &amp; Budget Breakdown'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4152/4988678100_1bb126a97d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-383575566789464376</id><published>2010-10-25T22:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T22:00:03.317-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cheeseburger's Vision</title><summary type='text'>With my 1 year anniversary of writing for Weddingbee fast-approaching, I was looking back through some of my old posts. It's funny to see how my writing style has changed and how a lot of my inspiration for our wedding, well, didn't!Here was the initial Inspiration Board I made a few months after getting engaged:I was loving Lia, all about rich purple bridesmaid dresses, lush, organic floral </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/383575566789464376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/383575566789464376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/10/cheeseburgers-vision.html' title='A Cheeseburger&apos;s Vision'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/TLN0waGFDII/AAAAAAAAC14/G7kjqi9V3u4/s72-c/INSPIRATION+BOARD.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-5188285188319233122</id><published>2010-10-24T22:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T01:35:12.239-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Old Along With Me: After the Show it's the After Party</title><summary type='text'>Oh, I'm sorry - did you think these recaps were over? You're not rid of me just yet!After our very emotional last dance, we emerged from the ballroom where a stack of piping hot Canyon Pizzas were waiting!As I had predicted, I was hungry. Burger was hungry. All of our guests were hungry. They swarmed around me as I went all Italian Mom on the pizza and started passing out slices on plates.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5188285188319233122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5188285188319233122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/10/grow-old-along-with-me-after-show-its.html' title='Grow Old Along With Me: After the Show it&apos;s the After Party'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4132/5074503680_3d2ffb75e5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-919445707307912414</id><published>2010-10-22T13:35:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T14:12:35.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bee's Life: Cheeseburger Edition</title><summary type='text'>I love hearing about how people found Weddingbee. Here is my story!How did I find  Weddingbee?I found the 'Bee in the fall of 2007, almost a year before I was engaged  (*blushes*). I think I've mentioned like 100 times that I hated the  first two years of med school and started planning my (future) wedding as a sort  of fun distraction. It was a running joke among my med school friends,  and we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/919445707307912414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/919445707307912414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/10/bees-life-cheeseburger-edition.html' title='A Bee&apos;s Life: Cheeseburger Edition'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/TMm8WMhk7_I/AAAAAAAAC4U/9HL5Y_rQglM/s72-c/cheeseburger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-2637528664462933333</id><published>2010-10-19T22:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T15:28:38.742-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Old Along With Me: Now Wai-a-ait A Minute...</title><summary type='text'>We were having the time of our lives (minus a few hiccups) dancing the night away with our amazing friends and family. Song after song made me happier and happier - I was really soaking it in.I was so full of pure amazement and joy, that at one point I realized what I had been doing all night wasn't really dancing. It was more... jumping. I had literally been jumping for joy all. night. long.When</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/2637528664462933333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/2637528664462933333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/10/grow-old-along-with-me-now-wai-ait.html' title='Grow Old Along With Me: Now Wai-a-ait A Minute...'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4083/5073900861_a3c225c247_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-6248968079677583649</id><published>2010-10-18T22:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T13:47:49.588-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Old Along With Me: Our People</title><summary type='text'>Growing up, I thought a lot about the type of man I wanted to marry. About the type of life we would have together and the family we would one day raise. Thankfully, Burger is everything I ever dreamed of and more.What I didn't spend a lot of time thinking about was the type of family and friends that man would have. I don't think many people do. You fall in love with someone, and their family </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6248968079677583649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6248968079677583649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/10/grow-old-along-with-me-our-people.html' title='Grow Old Along With Me: Our People'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4108/5073195598_ebac18e988_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-6740172364623729545</id><published>2010-10-17T22:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T22:00:02.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Old Along With Me: These Are a Few of My Favorite Things...</title><summary type='text'>Last week I shared a lot of the little details of our wedding, and if you don't mind I have a few more big ones to reveal!You might remember that no Pittsburgh or Italian wedding is complete without a cookie table. It's just non-negotiable. But with Candy Buffets taking over the world of weddings, I decided on a hybrid Cookie Table/Candy Buffet. The results were truly delicious!I tried to stick </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6740172364623729545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6740172364623729545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/10/grow-old-along-with-me-these-are-few-of.html' title='Grow Old Along With Me: These Are a Few of My Favorite Things...'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4106/5077106933_5e8acdd213_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-4280075288239777764</id><published>2010-10-15T22:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T14:55:20.925-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gorgeous Fall Wedding Eye Candy</title><summary type='text'>Last weekend, Burger and I traveled to Pittsburgh for an amazing fall-inspired wedding, and the details were too cute not to share with the hive!I mean, seriously, how gorgeous is this cake? I am so curious how the baker achieved that look with the leaves! I love it.And the penguins are too cute! The bride loves them, and the wedding reception was actually held at the Pittsburgh PPG Zoo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4280075288239777764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4280075288239777764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/10/gorgeous-fall-wedding-eye-candy.html' title='Gorgeous Fall Wedding Eye Candy'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4023/5082227154_8c778b0a4d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-8271407957947684525</id><published>2010-10-14T14:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T14:25:08.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Old Along With Me: Breaking it Down on the Dance Floor... And an Actual Breakdown.</title><summary type='text'>[Disclaimer: this post is dramatic and rant-y, but it has a happy ending, promise!]Now that you've seen some of our little details (I've got a few left up my sleeve to share next week!), let's PARTY!As you may or may not remember, I was a crazy person about our reception music. Burger and I have super-strong feelings about music at weddings and the behavior of DJs in general, so I was anxiously </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/8271407957947684525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/8271407957947684525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/10/grow-old-along-with-me-breaking-it-down.html' title='Grow Old Along With Me: Breaking it Down on the Dance Floor... And an Actual Breakdown.'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4092/5062808384_648bc413d2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-7924450131420956163</id><published>2010-10-12T16:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T16:35:23.648-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Old Along With Me: It's All in the Details</title><summary type='text'>I don't know about you guys, but one of my favorite things about  Weddingbee is following a bride from planning to execution. The little  details were always so fun to see created, and seeing them in effect on  the big day always further inspired me and gave me a sense of closure.I had a  ton of fun working on our wedding details, which is why a lot of them  got done - being crafty makes me happy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/7924450131420956163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/7924450131420956163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/10/grow-old-along-with-me-its-all-in.html' title='Grow Old Along With Me: It&apos;s All in the Details'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4088/5007111248_427afaff2b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-7360408657225706628</id><published>2010-10-11T16:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T16:46:55.512-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Old Along With Me: Photobooth Fun!</title><summary type='text'>As our delicious dinner came to a close, our amazing photographer Jessica Ames grabbed Burger and I to get some fun shots in our Photobooth - and boy am I glad she did, because these pictures are some of our favorites!The Photobooth was graciously provided for our guests by Jessica and her husband Lucas. They used a 10x10' white backdrop, mustaches and lips from this etsy store (at least I think </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/7360408657225706628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/7360408657225706628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/10/grow-old-along-with-me-photobooth-fun.html' title='Grow Old Along With Me: Photobooth Fun!'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4103/5062805794_c93a2492d7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-5382481760979252438</id><published>2010-10-10T21:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T01:49:15.787-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Old Along With Me: Blessings &amp; Speeches &amp; Dances Oh My!</title><summary type='text'>After we shared a fantastic dance together and cut our cake, it was time for our family to get in on the celebration.As we were seated, my father gave a very sweet speech, welcoming our guests and thanking them for making the trip to Happy Valley.Next, our wonderful priest gave a blessing and shortly afterward the food was served.After we finished our first course, it was time for Burger's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5382481760979252438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5382481760979252438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/10/grow-old-along-with-me-blessings.html' title='Grow Old Along With Me: Blessings &amp; Speeches &amp; Dances Oh My!'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4131/5006622069_4be029ee25_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-7502030253259750254</id><published>2010-10-05T21:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T21:31:02.441-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Old Along With Me: Getting the Party Started!</title><summary type='text'>With our portraits on campus finally done, we headed to the hotel in our trolley, anxious to really start the celebration!We pulled up about ten minutes after the cocktail hour had begun, and as we walked through the doors we were quickly swarmed by all of our loving guests who greeted us with hugs and kind words.I had always planned on attending our cocktail hour. I think it's nice for the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/7502030253259750254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/7502030253259750254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/10/grow-old-along-with-me-getting-party.html' title='Grow Old Along With Me: Getting the Party Started!'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4089/5006548689_fcc2838655_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-5157739080204515153</id><published>2010-09-21T21:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T22:57:13.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Me Up</title><summary type='text'>When searching for wedding day make up inspiration, I found myself drawn to dark exotic beauties with smokey eyes and blonde bombshells with bright red lips. Unfortunately, I am neither dark and exotic nor blonde and fabulous, so it's probably no surprise that neither of these looks worked for me (but I'm so jealous if they work for you!).After a failed make up trial with said smokey eyes and red</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5157739080204515153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5157739080204515153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/09/making-me-up.html' title='Making Me Up'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/TJlf9SP2IAI/AAAAAAAAC1o/bbf7qzAs3go/s72-c/DD-405.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-271997716789765770</id><published>2010-09-19T21:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T21:55:45.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Old Along With Me: Two Kids in Love</title><summary type='text'>Once we finished getting our group shots, Burger and I posed for pictures at our favorite spots around Penn State's campus.  It was just the two of us, and I finally felt myself relax and enjoy each and every moment, which played out on film as lots of smiles and smooches :).Then just before it was time to head to our cocktail </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/271997716789765770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/271997716789765770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/09/grow-old-along-with-me-two-kids-in-love.html' title='Grow Old Along With Me: Two Kids in Love'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4081/4931412992_b7fa03e700_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-2521931389909859350</id><published>2010-08-27T00:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T01:23:34.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Old Along With Me: Trolley Time!</title><summary type='text'>Between portrait locations, we drove around in the most amazing vintage trolley. It was perfect for our enormous bridal party - everyone had room to sit, and it had high enough ceilings that even the guys could stand up if they wanted! We had a cooler packed with drinks, a bunch of chips and pretzels, and a CD of fun tunes - what more could you ask for?!The trolley ended up being a little bit of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/2521931389909859350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/2521931389909859350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/08/grow-old-along-with-me-trolley-time.html' title='Grow Old Along With Me: Trolley Time!'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4114/4930829081_9e5ee57be5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-6665445986184907647</id><published>2010-08-26T11:36:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T12:45:22.042-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Old Along With Me: We Take Pictures, I Lose My Cool.</title><summary type='text'>So I was coming off a huge high from our amazing ceremony. Burger and I ushered ourselves into the back room, followed closely by our bridal party and family members. I remember being so enamored with what had just happened - "Ohmygod we're married! This is my husband! I'm so thirsty..."It seemed like only minutes had passed when our photographers entered the room and said that it was time for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6665445986184907647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6665445986184907647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/08/grow-old-along-with-me-we-take-pictures.html' title='Grow Old Along With Me: We Take Pictures, I Lose My Cool.'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/THaNChFYN_I/AAAAAAAAC0A/kEzZVrG3iRc/s72-c/DD-284.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-9198639270384818732</id><published>2010-08-23T19:26:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T02:11:42.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Old Along With Me: The Part That Matters Most</title><summary type='text'>When I last left you, I was smiling big-time and ready for the walk with my Dad to begin.The organist began to play one of my favorites, Canon in D, and I knew that our moment had arrived. I wanted to start walking at a very specific part in the song (at 1:45 in the video linked above), so I had the organist start to play that part about 30 seconds in - but 30 seconds is a long time! I think my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/9198639270384818732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/9198639270384818732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/08/grow-old-along-with-me-part-that.html' title='Grow Old Along With Me: The Part That Matters Most'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/THNP9X45teI/AAAAAAAACxw/fu-87gvpMjc/s72-c/DD-215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-3681938417896328429</id><published>2010-08-03T20:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T20:25:36.247-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Old Along With Me: Down the Aisle</title><summary type='text'>As you saw at the end of my last post, we were in the back of the church, lined up and ready to go. It was time for this Cheeseburger to get married, people!  :)I remember telling myself to try pay attention to the music, as we had spent so much time carefully picking each song. I got to hear the very tail end of "Hail Holy Queen" being sung beautifully by our cantor, and then, "Air from Suite in</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3681938417896328429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3681938417896328429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/08/grow-old-along-with-me-down-aisle.html' title='Grow Old Along With Me: Down the Aisle'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/TFd86AFOGuI/AAAAAAAACus/H4dyciAC8tw/s72-c/DD-177.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-1862798352613921373</id><published>2010-08-01T20:20:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T22:32:53.131-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Old Along With Me: Goin' to the Chapel</title><summary type='text'>Burger and the guys were already at the church, ushering guests and getting in place. When we arrived a little later that afternoon, I asked the girls what time it was. Someone said 12:59, putting us one minute ahead of my meticulous schedule. I believe my exact response was "I'm so f*cking bomb." Kind of ridiculous, I know, but at the time I just remember thinking that everything had fallen into</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1862798352613921373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1862798352613921373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/08/grow-old-along-with-me-goin-to-chapel.html' title='Grow Old Along With Me: Goin&apos; to the Chapel'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/TFYd4VJJLQI/AAAAAAAACtE/G-Ox0W2zvko/s72-c/DD-161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-1292342417283258309</id><published>2010-07-20T21:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T21:45:00.654-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Old Along With Me: Make Me A Bride!</title><summary type='text'>With my family and bridesmaids in place in the bridal suite, it was time for me to become a bride. :)I had hung up my dress before we left to go to the hair salon. When we returned, she just seemed to beam in the gorgeous light filling the room.My purple shoes got a lot of compliments on our big day. It's funny how some trends are so well-known to brides planning weddings, but other people have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1292342417283258309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1292342417283258309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/07/grow-old-along-with-me-make-me-bride.html' title='Grow Old Along With Me: Make Me A Bride!'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/TEXilYabcwI/AAAAAAAACrM/LYc7ejipawI/s72-c/DD-032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-5896675108928835711</id><published>2010-06-30T18:09:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T21:48:02.991-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Old Along With Me: The Bridal Suite &amp; Flowers Galore!</title><summary type='text'>The vibe in my hotel room was pretty much amazing all morning. I think I owe that in large part to this lovely lady and lots of prayers sent her way that week:This statue of The Blessed Mother belongs to my Mom and traveled to State College with us for the wedding weekend. Why you ask? In my family, the ladies pray to Mary for good weather and lots of love and happiness on the big day. Having a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5896675108928835711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5896675108928835711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/06/grow-old-along-with-me-bridal-suite.html' title='Grow Old Along With Me: The Bridal Suite &amp; Flowers Galore!'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/TCvZXVnA-yI/AAAAAAAACos/bHHxVdCFfPg/s72-c/DD-144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-8616479328088543534</id><published>2010-06-28T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T22:21:40.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Old Along With Me: Burger Gets Ready</title><summary type='text'>After opening his present, it was time for Burger to become a groom. :)Am I the only one who loves pictures of the groom getting ready? I have tons of inspiration photos saved, and getting these photos of Burger was always a priority for me.I know these shots might not be too exciting for the hive, but I love them. When I look at them, all I can think is "ohmygoodness, this is my husband." It's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/8616479328088543534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/8616479328088543534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/06/grow-old-along-with-me-burger-gets.html' title='Grow Old Along With Me: Burger Gets Ready'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/TCf_m10_B5I/AAAAAAAACmU/ThJ3M9Yg5uw/s72-c/DD-040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-8637205105031545463</id><published>2010-06-27T20:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T20:00:04.911-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Old Along With Me: I Love You, Here's A Present</title><summary type='text'>As we were coming back from the salon, the guys had begun the process of getting ready.At some point, the gift I had gotten for Burger made it up to his suite, and luckily our photographer was there to capture him opening it!I had been thinking about what to get Burger since we got engaged. He's a  guy that doesn't wear any jewelry, and he already has a nice watch.  Electronics were tempting, but</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/8637205105031545463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/8637205105031545463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/06/grow-old-along-with-me-i-love-you-heres.html' title='Grow Old Along With Me: I Love You, Here&apos;s A Present'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/TCLjhhicQMI/AAAAAAAACjM/aU6ek-f-ss8/s72-c/DD-033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-4215931491133197113</id><published>2010-06-24T01:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T02:18:22.288-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Old Along With Me: The Girls Get Prettier</title><summary type='text'>I woke up on March 27th at 7:00 AM, quietly, so as not to disturb my sister, and snuck into the living room of my suite. The sun was beaming through the curtains and filling the room with perfect light. It was my wedding day. :)I met everyone in the hotel lobby and we started the short, 2 block walk to Looks Hair Design. It was chilly, about 40 degrees, but I was in flip flops soaking up the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4215931491133197113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4215931491133197113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/06/grow-old-along-with-me-girls-get.html' title='Grow Old Along With Me: The Girls Get Prettier'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/TCEKXkicSBI/AAAAAAAACgs/kliY3fLxzVM/s72-c/IMG_9585.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-3122206136143118757</id><published>2010-06-22T19:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T19:30:00.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Old Along With Me: Friday - The Good, The Bad, &amp; The Ugly</title><summary type='text'>Oh, Friday. Friday was a special day. Friday brought me some of the highest highs and lowest lows of our wedding weekend. Here goes nothing!Warning: this is a long and whiny post, but it has a happy ending - promise! :)First up: The Bad - remember how my last post ended with Burger and I blissfully drunk on love (/lots of beer)? Well if you guessed that I would be feeling that decision on Friday </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3122206136143118757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3122206136143118757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/06/grow-old-along-with-me-friday-good-bad.html' title='Grow Old Along With Me: Friday - The Good, The Bad, &amp; The Ugly'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/TCAhljMjnNI/AAAAAAAACek/GqXoCYqH02o/s72-c/honeymoon+091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-6123035159741500997</id><published>2010-06-21T19:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T21:01:07.851-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Old Along With Me: The Day Before the Day Before</title><summary type='text'>Right before the wedding, I showed you the process of filling our OOT Boxes and confessed that we has so much stuff we had to rent a truck. Well, the day finally came to pack up 20 months of planning and start our trip to State College!Since we had an awful lot of gable boxes and no real way of moving them other than one-at-a-time, my genius parents thought up this idea:That, my friends, is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6123035159741500997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6123035159741500997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/06/grow-old-along-with-me-day-before-day.html' title='Grow Old Along With Me: The Day Before the Day Before'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/TBhFeR7Sy7I/AAAAAAAACcM/lKS6vM0oJ7E/s72-c/jerry-rigged.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-3213146223050804693</id><published>2010-06-21T10:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T10:11:19.090-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recaps'/><title type='text'>Grow Old Along With Me: Let the Cheeseburger Recaps Begin!</title><summary type='text'>Well hello there! It's been a little while :)It's hard to believe it, but we Cheeseburgers have been married for almost 3 whole months already! Marriage is absolutely wonderful, and now that we have finally received our pro pics, I cannot wait to share our wedding with you all!Our wedding wasn't completely perfect, but I've found that as more time passes,  the little things that went slightly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3213146223050804693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3213146223050804693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/06/grow-old-along-with-me-let-cheeseburger.html' title='Grow Old Along With Me: Let the Cheeseburger Recaps Begin!'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/TBg8D17JQKI/AAAAAAAACbs/GHja0Y7XiB0/s72-c/FB03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-1151996229158705457</id><published>2010-05-11T19:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T19:00:01.731-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pwc'/><title type='text'>Locks of Love: My PWC!</title><summary type='text'>Over the course of the last few months, and during the entire duration of our 80 degree honeymoon, I wanted my hair GONE.  In fact, I totally almost pulled a Mascara and got my hair cut at our resort's spa! You see, I get hot very easily, and when I am hot, I am crabby, and long hair = hot Cheeseburger. :( Not to mention the fact that my long hair added about 35 minutes onto my daily getting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1151996229158705457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1151996229158705457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/05/locks-of-love-my-pwc.html' title='Locks of Love: My PWC!'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S95K6THyWUI/AAAAAAAACXs/8Qt0XZIzpzM/s72-c/photo%284%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-1571392740731448804</id><published>2010-05-09T18:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T18:00:02.366-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeymoon'/><title type='text'>Cheeseburgers in Paradise: Eating, Drinking, &amp; Being Married!</title><summary type='text'>After such a crazy fun day and night, we were ready to chill out and  relax during our last days in paradise.We spent lots of time smiling for the camera...and I spent lots of time gazing at the new edition on my left ring finger.And other pretty things that were everywhere!We swam in the ocean...And enjoyed fabulous food, including Secret's hibachi restaurant (twice!).We soaked up the shade at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1571392740731448804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1571392740731448804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/05/cheeseburgers-in-paradise-eating.html' title='Cheeseburgers in Paradise: Eating, Drinking, &amp; Being Married!'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S95FhpDEmNI/AAAAAAAACWs/4Ai7BjV1DK4/s72-c/honeymoon+063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-5031502975468602296</id><published>2010-05-03T13:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T14:33:45.587-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeymoon'/><title type='text'>Cheeseburgers in Paradise: Feliz Cumpleanos &amp; Party Hopping :)</title><summary type='text'>We left off after a wonderful welcome in Mexico and an amazing day in Cozumel, and things just kept getting better!We spent day 4 enjoying our resort's fantastic beach and pool.And as we returned from a fun day in the sun, this was waiting for me in our room:Decorations for my 26th birthday! It was very surprising, and it made me really happy :). I also found out that I would be going to our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5031502975468602296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5031502975468602296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/05/cheeseburgers-in-paradise-feliz.html' title='Cheeseburgers in Paradise: Feliz Cumpleanos &amp; Party Hopping :)'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S94yEATxokI/AAAAAAAACWU/2bVv1w2uNGI/s72-c/honeymoon+338.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-5200832500051690387</id><published>2010-05-02T21:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T21:48:52.272-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeymoon'/><title type='text'>Cheeseburgers in Paradise*: An Upgraded Start &amp; Our Adventures in Cozumel!</title><summary type='text'>Hola Hive!Ready to recap? I can't believe it has already been over a month since our big day. We are still waiting on pro pics, but in the meantime let's start in paradise, shall we?Our honeymoon really began on Sunday evening back in good old Baltimore.  After some quick unpacking, laundry, and then re-packing, Burger surprised me with a late night dinner at our favorite steak house. It was so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5200832500051690387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5200832500051690387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/04/cheeseburgers-in-paradise-exhausting.html' title='Cheeseburgers in Paradise*: An Upgraded Start &amp; Our Adventures in Cozumel!'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S8S8tLy4PDI/AAAAAAAACMs/uSZIiM9kR5Q/s72-c/honeymoon+158_edited-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-1556577075645496205</id><published>2010-04-11T17:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T18:27:39.868-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm A WIFE! :)</title><summary type='text'>Hola Hive!!We're back from State College and Paradise, and we're MARRIED! Our wedding really was the best weekend of our lives, and we followed it with the best vacation of our lives, and I even got to enjoy my 26th birthday in the middle of it! It was SOME WEEK!beautiful teaser by the lovely and talented Jessica Ameswho posted this the morning after the wedding- do we have the world's best </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1556577075645496205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1556577075645496205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-wife.html' title='I&apos;m A WIFE! :)'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S8JLvFNJ4QI/AAAAAAAACMU/yH6O66nr31M/s72-c/DSC_7620.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-5810623941716347948</id><published>2010-03-26T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T06:00:09.027-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is It.</title><summary type='text'>Well ladies, my time has come.I'm officially settled into Happy Valley with Burger, our families and our friends, and it's time for this Cheeseburger to get hitched!I cannot thank you all enough for your support, kind words, and encouragement throughout my time as an engaged bee. Writing for Weddingbee has been a true joy and an absolute honor.To my amazing family and friends who have shared in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5810623941716347948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5810623941716347948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-it.html' title='This Is It.'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-709923023679833204</id><published>2010-03-25T07:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T08:04:33.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a Nail Biting Bride: A Quick Follow-Up</title><summary type='text'>So, after you ladies gave me so many amazing tips here, I couldn't NOT give you a quick update as our wedding rapidly  approaches! :)I tried so hard not to bite my nails, and I was successful for two whole weeks (that's good for me)! But, during a stressful period last weekend (I lost my phone), I caved and bit them. I was so mad at myself afterward, and tried hard to resist the urge this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/709923023679833204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/709923023679833204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/03/confessions-of-nail-biting-bride-quick.html' title='Confessions of a Nail Biting Bride: A Quick Follow-Up'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S6tPfhyyYBI/AAAAAAAACME/jwB8SU0_JJo/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-6649683639538283635</id><published>2010-03-24T12:51:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T12:51:00.133-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oot boxes'/><title type='text'>Aaaaand We're Renting A Truck.</title><summary type='text'>So remember all the crap you saw in my parents house here? Guess what I did this week? I made it worse.120, 9" gable boxes worth of worse.You see, I've been pretty stoked about our Out of Town Boxes for quite some time, and while we originally thought that we would be assembling the boxes on-site at Penn State, we recently had a change of heart. I've been in go, go, go mode ever since arriving in</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6649683639538283635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6649683639538283635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/03/aaaaand-were-renting-truck.html' title='Aaaaand We&apos;re Renting A Truck.'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S58CsyMotGI/AAAAAAAACL8/mD_Ow0Oy8Qc/s72-c/february+154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-5455693951083611252</id><published>2010-03-23T11:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T11:52:00.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You Want A Cookie?</title><summary type='text'>You guys know by now that we're having a candy buffet/cookie table hybrid. As Mrs. Devilled Egg mentioned, cookie tables are pretty much staples at Western Pennsylvania weddings. Mrs. Bruchetta also told you guys that they're requisite parts of Italian weddings. So, when you've got an Italian girl from Western PA, you best believe there are going to be cookies. Lots and lots of cookies!Since </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5455693951083611252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5455693951083611252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-want-cookie.html' title='You Want A Cookie?'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S53LjK-zqPI/AAAAAAAACKU/AY57eAcE8wk/s72-c/february+142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-8989565681344281316</id><published>2010-03-22T11:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T11:27:00.481-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest list'/><title type='text'>Our Guest List: A Follow-Up</title><summary type='text'>As promised, I wanted to report our final guest list statistics. I've always found these kind of posts helpful, even if just for finding some peace of mind while planning your list.You might recall, I mentioned that our final guest list was 297. Yeah, well, that was before the week that I like to call "Guest List Goes Wild Week."Apparently, since we were a few (THREE) people under capacity and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/8989565681344281316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/8989565681344281316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-guest-list-follow-up.html' title='Our Guest List: A Follow-Up'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-7215320204418269335</id><published>2010-03-21T11:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T11:04:00.517-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bathroom baskets'/><title type='text'>An Alternative to Awkward Bathroom Attendant Encounters.</title><summary type='text'>Am I the only one who dreads walking into a bathroom and seeing an attendant? You know, the chick that is bound to spray you with some foul perfume, try to sell you soap to wash your hands after you do your business, or even provide you that piece of gum or singular cigarette that really, you wouldn't take even if it was being offered for free. Maybe I'm alone in finding these encounters awkward,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/7215320204418269335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/7215320204418269335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/03/alternative-to-awkward-bathroom.html' title='An Alternative to Awkward Bathroom Attendant Encounters.'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S53AHp3TP2I/AAAAAAAACJ0/KJyloJdFLLk/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-4075045057076399218</id><published>2010-03-18T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T10:00:00.751-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unity candle'/><title type='text'>Our Unity Candle</title><summary type='text'>We had always planned to light a Unity Candle during our ceremony. I think it's a beautiful tradition with a lot of sentimental meaning. I love that Burger's Mom and Mom Cheeseburger will light the taper candles individually, and that Burger and I will use them to light the pillar candle symbolizing the unity of our two families.So what's the problem?Well, I kinda forgot to get us one. Whoops!I'm</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4075045057076399218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4075045057076399218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-unity-candle.html' title='Our Unity Candle'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S527dV7_R1I/AAAAAAAACI8/y2ELThRnVtU/s72-c/IMG_8746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-1750596101735500469</id><published>2010-03-17T11:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T11:48:00.419-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>A Love Story</title><summary type='text'>Like many other people, I'm a saver. I save everything. Cards, ticket stubs, napkins, match books, fortunes... the list goes on. I even have a box of notes from middle school (folded all cool-like and everything) at my parents house. I just refuse to get rid of things with sentimental value.I, however, do not possess the scrapbooking gene. I am not good at it, and I don't actually enjoy it very </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1750596101735500469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1750596101735500469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-story.html' title='A Love Story'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S52ue5nmCiI/AAAAAAAACH0/lJ7DPNnENUw/s72-c/february+099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-4326804701087456284</id><published>2010-03-16T10:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T10:55:00.359-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest list'/><title type='text'>The Plus One Situation</title><summary type='text'>This is by no means a new issue in the wonderful world of planning a wedding. Figuring out The Plus One Situation is difficult for a lot of couples when building their guest lists. And while we finished our guest list awhile back, The Plus One Situation has lingered on my mind.We started with a blanket rule - any of our friends that were dating someone seriously who we'd met before, were invited </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4326804701087456284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4326804701087456284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/03/plus-one-situation.html' title='The Plus One Situation'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-5924951989227229312</id><published>2010-03-15T15:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:00:03.140-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chairs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reception'/><title type='text'>I Call Fives!</title><summary type='text'>I've loved the trend of decorating the bride and groom's chairs at weddings since the first time I saw it. Here are some inspiration pictures I've saved over our engagement: (source for above photos) (source) (source)(source)Aren't they gorgeous?I really wanted to try to create something for our chairs, but I really wasn't sure which direction to go in. Plus, at this point in planning, I'm not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5924951989227229312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5924951989227229312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-call-fives.html' title='I Call Fives!'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S0Fh3rQc_2I/AAAAAAAABsU/UShbg8-6520/s72-c/wood_veneer_bsdstudio_seattle_bride_and_groom.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-4709113584618522397</id><published>2010-03-14T20:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T22:12:12.314-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding planning'/><title type='text'>The Final Push</title><summary type='text'>Hey there hive! Sorry about the mini hiatus, but I'm baaaack and ready to share our FINAL PUSH! People, we are less than two weeks out. HELLO?! Can you say EXCITING?!So where have I been? Temporarily relocating. I've moved back to the 'Burgh until the big day! While that means being apart from Burger, which is sad :(, it also means reuniting with this:and this:and this:oh and who can forget all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4709113584618522397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4709113584618522397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/03/final-push.html' title='The Final Push'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S52IjqP5ixI/AAAAAAAACG0/EjD0Lm1f-1c/s72-c/february+150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-4909292281913297499</id><published>2010-02-24T14:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T14:48:00.660-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage license'/><title type='text'>"You, Him &amp; the Marriage Certificate"</title><summary type='text'>"... that's all I need to marry you."Simple words spoken by our officiant at our wrap-up meeting in January.Well, last Friday it was time to fulfill the one outstanding obligation - Burger &amp; I got licensed to wed!Pennsylvania law states that a marriage license has to be used within 60 days, and with only 34 (OMG 34!) days until our wedding, we were go for launch!We took the afternoon off on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4909292281913297499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4909292281913297499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-him-marriage-certificate.html' title='&quot;You, Him &amp; the Marriage Certificate&quot;'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S4IPPSZb-NI/AAAAAAAACGE/_N7g9C2LHL4/s72-c/Picture+069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-4130595380327039560</id><published>2010-02-23T15:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T15:18:00.924-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nails'/><title type='text'>Confessions of a Nail Biting Bride</title><summary type='text'>The title of this post says it all. I bite my nails, and I have since I was 8. In fact, I can distinctly remember the first time I bit them - my older cousin was doing it, and I thought I should too.  Real cool, 8 year old Cheeseburger. Now you're a grown woman with persistently ugly fingers.Despite my best (read: non-existent) efforts, it's not looking good for the wedding. In fact, the longest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4130595380327039560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4130595380327039560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/02/confessions-of-nail-biting-bride.html' title='Confessions of a Nail Biting Bride'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S4IGh1q1vpI/AAAAAAAACF0/8Y3YgWxDyjg/s72-c/K-BSF02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-3581863181114974913</id><published>2010-02-22T17:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T17:00:01.152-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture cards'/><title type='text'>Give Me Your Pictures, Please? And an Ooops.</title><summary type='text'>I love the idea of having our guests share their pictures with us. I'm sure a lot of people will upload pics onto facebook, but I have trouble saving pictures from there, so this will fix that problem!I had seen this done by Mrs. Creampuff (among others in the hive), and it seemed like a really cute and easy project to do!This weekend I was finally able to cross it off my list! I set up a quick </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3581863181114974913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3581863181114974913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/02/give-me-your-pictures-please-and-ooops.html' title='Give Me Your Pictures, Please? And an Ooops.'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S4IAUD4x56I/AAAAAAAACFM/D6gBdxTDIwQ/s72-c/Picture+064b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-2586964274990132657</id><published>2010-02-21T11:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T11:42:09.313-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><title type='text'>Hey Clock, Shut Up.</title><summary type='text'>No, I'm not talking about an alarm clock or a wedding countdown clock... I'm talking about my biological clock. source(huge shout out to BM Talls) So my biological clock isn't actually ticking (like this! ) - I'm only 25 (ok, ok, going on 26), but for some reason, lately I have baby fever... and I've got it bad.  (omg so cute!)The month that I just finished in the Peds ED didn't help... just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/2586964274990132657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/2586964274990132657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/02/hey-clock-shut-up.html' title='Hey Clock, Shut Up.'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S31lp4ACgwI/AAAAAAAACCs/8ElAvbQX89c/s72-c/babies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-3663395539727480188</id><published>2010-02-19T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T12:39:22.019-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guestbook'/><title type='text'>Our Wedding Tree</title><summary type='text'>Are you guys sick of this idea yet? I hope not, because I'm going to touch on it for one more hot minute!(source) By now, you've seen it a few times... Mrs. Lamb did and hand painted wedding tree, Ms. Poodle designed hers on her computer, and lots of other ladies buzzing around the hive have made beautiful and creative versions themselves!Well, I too wanted to do this after I saw it over on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3663395539727480188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3663395539727480188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-wedding-tree.html' title='Our Wedding Tree'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/Syb_W6oR3hI/AAAAAAAABio/U7UB5G-fjwM/s72-c/treem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-171305307529088071</id><published>2010-02-18T11:53:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T12:33:56.715-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favors'/><title type='text'>Our Favors - and a Shameless Plug!</title><summary type='text'>For some reason, I don't love wedding favors. Don't misunderstand - I like the idea of wedding favors... a little something that says "we're so thankful you've chosen to celebrate with us!" But, I just could never wrap my head around how some candy or a bottle opener really, well, says that. I hope I am not offending anyone, this is just my personal opinion, and for that reason we chose to forgo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/171305307529088071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/171305307529088071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/02/our-favors-and-shameless-plug.html' title='Our Favors - and a Shameless Plug!'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S310bNVQs-I/AAAAAAAACE8/sxN6E9KGnSY/s72-c/78665681909_0_ALB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-9015910399833587450</id><published>2010-02-14T00:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T21:14:18.513-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='programs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><title type='text'>Adventures in Programs: The Dreaded Assembly Process</title><summary type='text'>Assembling these programs has turned out to be quite the time suck - good thing we've had two blizzards and lots of snow days this week! There are a lot of steps. They're not hard to complete, but when you've got to do each step 200+ times, things get old - fast.But I dare not abandon you, hive. Here you are, the final steps to complete the Cheeseburger Programs!1. Cut out your program covers. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/9015910399833587450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/9015910399833587450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/02/adventures-in-programs-dreaded-assembly.html' title='Adventures in Programs: The Dreaded Assembly Process'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S3TrHQYHFZI/AAAAAAAACAM/ZodYp_z81ro/s72-c/IMG_8903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-1976393176946365207</id><published>2010-02-11T11:45:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T13:36:06.491-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='programs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><title type='text'>Adventures in Programs: Design</title><summary type='text'>Back to programs. So we were going for Mrs. Cupcake, with a round twist.With a general shape and size in mind, I got to work "designing" our programs. Let's talk words first. Believe it or not, I actually couldn't decide what to have on the cover. Here are two popular options:"The marriage celebration of...""The wedding ceremony uniting..."I couldn't decide, so I mushed them together. Our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1976393176946365207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1976393176946365207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/02/adventures-in-programs-design.html' title='Adventures in Programs: Design'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S3Q3WaEomHI/AAAAAAAAB-c/2s-UFeS-724/s72-c/just+words.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-2314160267570104908</id><published>2010-02-10T00:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T00:50:30.844-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='font'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><title type='text'>My Name is Miss Cheeseburger, and I'm Addicted to Font</title><summary type='text'>Hokay, so, I know I promised to talk programs, but I have to interrupt that story to tell this one first.The title of the post pretty much gives it away, but it's true. I really. really. really. love. font.To be fair, I never even KNEW fonts outside of those offered in Word and PowerPoint (my design programs of choice, remember) existed until I started reading Weddingbee. It was then that I was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/2314160267570104908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/2314160267570104908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-name-is-miss-cheeseburger-and-im.html' title='My Name is Miss Cheeseburger, and I&apos;m Addicted to Font'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S3JAeur-kfI/AAAAAAAAB88/Sk91XaEGg6s/s72-c/chopin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-3524566785478868587</id><published>2010-02-08T00:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T01:40:58.180-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='programs'/><title type='text'>Adventures in Programs: Inspiration</title><summary type='text'>Programs are something that I had always wanted to DIY. After seeing all the inspiration around on the hive, initially it was hard to decide which direction to go in.A looooong time ago, when my love affair with Weddingbee began, Mrs. Bell Pepper had a lot to do with it! Probably because her color scheme was so similar to mine, and alright, because I though it was super neat that she was planning</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3524566785478868587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3524566785478868587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/02/adventures-in-programs-inspiration.html' title='Adventures in Programs: Inspiration'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S2-cpMM20pI/AAAAAAAAB8U/Y1aeyCpxceM/s72-c/fanprograms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-1792259987065075860</id><published>2010-02-07T23:31:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T18:45:39.630-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='programs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>"Snowpocalypse"</title><summary type='text'>Unless you live under a rock or, ok, anywhere not in the Northeast, you probably know about the enormous snow storm that hit us this weekend. While Burger and I were lucky in that we did not lose power, had no where to go this weekend, and live within walking distance of lots of bars, restaurants, hotels, stores and hospitals, a lot of other people were not so lucky. We were able to have fun with</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1792259987065075860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1792259987065075860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/02/snowpocalypse.html' title='&quot;Snowpocalypse&quot;'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S2-W1qpSQ0I/AAAAAAAAB78/dU8WJx-Jdlo/s72-c/IMG_8843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-4645154112049597221</id><published>2010-02-07T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T00:08:25.706-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lingerie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><title type='text'>The Cutest (Naughty) Shower Gift Ever.</title><summary type='text'>Last weekend during my shower in Pittsburgh I was given some amazing gifts. We really cleaned up and were reminded how insanely generous our families and friends are! And while I could swoon over the registry gifts we received all day, I wanted to share a little something different with you all.Ladies, meet the Panty Parfait.(please notice that there is even a "cherry" on top!)The Cheeseburger </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4645154112049597221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4645154112049597221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/02/cutest-naughy-shower-gift-ever.html' title='The Cutest (Naughty) Shower Gift Ever.'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S2-JVmko8RI/AAAAAAAAB58/lpMJZnIyVzs/s72-c/IMG_8887.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-7655770118769728732</id><published>2010-01-26T16:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T16:32:08.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Bridal Accessories</title><summary type='text'>In this post, you saw some of my Big Day accessories, and I'm here today to finish the story!Over the holiday season, I got some more goodies, and now I really feel like I'm ready to go.  After seeing this holiday inspiration board made by the lovely Mrs. Frenchie, I knew I was looking at my bridal clutch.  sourceI quickly contacted the Etsy seller, and that pretty purple clutch was en route to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/7655770118769728732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/7655770118769728732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-bridal-accessories.html' title='More Bridal Accessories'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S19ea-FgbYI/AAAAAAAAB30/hWe5WHg3hTI/s72-c/board.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-3339957363669758329</id><published>2010-01-26T15:55:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T16:17:51.405-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridal shower'/><title type='text'>Showered With Love</title><summary type='text'>This past weekend was just amazing for Burger and I. We made a trip to his hometown for my first bridal shower with his family. It was an intimate affair filled with lots of love - and it was ridiculously fun!Burger's family is just wonderful, and they always make me feel so at home. This was a very special day for me, because my parents were finally able to meet a lot of his extended family </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3339957363669758329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3339957363669758329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/01/showered-with-love.html' title='Showered With Love'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S19YcP2DPUI/AAAAAAAAB3U/wu0gZT8bQ78/s72-c/IMG_8653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-9121815951050277451</id><published>2010-01-26T15:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T15:53:40.650-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quaker marriage certificate'/><title type='text'>A Quaker Marriage Certificate: Cheeseburger Style</title><summary type='text'>As promised, it's time to share our guestbook!  Originally, I looked into having a Quaker Marriage Certificate made. While the options were beautiful and very stress-free, I couldn't justify the cost - the quotes I received were anywhere from $150-300. So, I decided I would try to DIY our QMC. I'm creative enough, and I know my way around a paint brush - or so I thought. My first two attempts </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/9121815951050277451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/9121815951050277451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/01/quaker-marriage-certificate.html' title='A Quaker Marriage Certificate: Cheeseburger Style'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S19PuTZOlGI/AAAAAAAAB1s/vBTVRy6yWHA/s72-c/IMG_8697b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-7654426132478344714</id><published>2010-01-18T17:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T18:16:05.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumping on the Bandwagon</title><summary type='text'>The Day of Coordinator Bandwagon, that is.    (source) If you've read Weddingbee for any amount of time, you've probably seen lots of posts on Day of Coordinators (DOC's), and bees debating why and why not to get one. I've read a lot of them (go here to read about DOC's and find links to bee posts, and here to check out some real bee DOC budgets), and, though it took me awhile, I finally have a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/7654426132478344714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/7654426132478344714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/01/jumping-on-bandwagon.html' title='Jumping on the Bandwagon'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S1Tey9HKW0I/AAAAAAAAB1M/u3XBwRS_phY/s72-c/wedding_planner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-6075275378280092588</id><published>2010-01-16T02:23:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T03:17:34.652-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guestbook'/><title type='text'>Guestbook Inspiration</title><summary type='text'>I was never huge into guestbooks. As a guest, I always made a point to sign them, but the old school traditional ones are so similar to the guestbooks at a funeral viewing, that they kind of creep me out.(source)Now that we've entered the age of fun and creative guestbooks, I started to get a little more excited about them. But which kind would be best for us? A photobooth guestbook? Hmm, that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6075275378280092588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6075275378280092588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/01/guestbook-inspiration.html' title='Guestbook Inspiration'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S1FwcVvXqHI/AAAAAAAAB0k/iQoQFCKXDkM/s72-c/wedding-guestbook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-2899629751241992372</id><published>2010-01-13T00:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T00:22:36.541-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scratch That, Reverse It...</title><summary type='text'>So, being engaged for 20 months gives you a ton of time to come up with ideas for your wedding. You collect your inspiration, do the research, sometimes you even buy the materials for projects... but you know what they say about the best laid plans.Now that I'm officially 10 weeks out (eeeeek!), it's time to start cutting things that I know are not going to happen. I've even written about some of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/2899629751241992372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/2899629751241992372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/01/scratch-that-reverse-it.html' title='Scratch That, Reverse It...'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-7947393729971492133</id><published>2010-01-12T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:40:48.085-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Tears of Joy</title><summary type='text'>I'm an emotional person. I cry. I cry at movies, when I'm happy, when I'm sad, when I laugh really hard. I have no doubt that I will cry on our wedding day. In fact, I'm pretty much certain, considering I cried at our ceremony music run-through.As we stood in the church that we will be married in very, very soon, and our organist began to play Canon, the song that I will walk down the aisle to, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/7947393729971492133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/7947393729971492133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/01/tears-of-joy.html' title='Tears of Joy'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-303789151178408189</id><published>2010-01-12T19:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:41:09.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whirlwind Wedding Planning Weekend</title><summary type='text'>Last weekend, Burger and I, along with my parents, met in State College for our last big push before W-day. We met with most of our vendors, and finalized a lot of things. It was crazy busy, exhausting, but also fun and exciting. Ready for a crazy recap of the weekend events? Hold on, here we go!On Friday night, Burger and I met with our DJ to go over our song choices and play lists. This meeting</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/303789151178408189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/303789151178408189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/01/whirlwind-wedding-planning-weekend.html' title='A Whirlwind Wedding Planning Weekend'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S0v_dyAxtzI/AAAAAAAABz8/-GmBq9OrwRU/s72-c/IMG_8559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-5279094653876014342</id><published>2010-01-12T19:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:40:07.964-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><title type='text'>Oh Baby! DIY Picture Mobiles</title><summary type='text'>I love babies - a lot. I love pictures of babies almost as much as the real deal. I also love when people do slide shows of their baby pictures at weddings - something about it makes me all mushy and happy-like :).For us, I wanted all the 'baby' but none of the 'slide show.' I knew we didn't have the space or time to run a slide show on a screen, and I didn't want to leave one of our laptops </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5279094653876014342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5279094653876014342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-baby-diy-picture-mobiles.html' title='Oh Baby! DIY Picture Mobiles'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S0v1sQJxh9I/AAAAAAAABzc/XweqaIntDHU/s72-c/IMG_8573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-2935204053390432757</id><published>2010-01-12T16:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T16:46:55.902-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meet up'/><title type='text'>Baltimore Bee Meet Up!</title><summary type='text'>It's time to get together girls! (source)Where: The Brewer's Art* - 1106 North Charles Street  When: Thursday, January 14 at 7:00 PM Who: D'orsay, Guinea Pig, Pencils, myself and hopefully all of you Baltimore/D.C. area Bees! Come on out for some good food, drinks, and conversation! Looking forward to it!  *We will be downstairs at Brewer's Art, and we will post our exact location in the comments</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/2935204053390432757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/2935204053390432757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/01/baltimore-bee-meet-up.html' title='Baltimore Bee Meet Up!'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S0zrld8DJ0I/AAAAAAAAB0c/NPH6nOh2U_E/s72-c/home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-3376654040839573581</id><published>2010-01-11T21:43:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:43:02.473-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invitation'/><title type='text'>Our Invitations, Round 2</title><summary type='text'>So you saw our invitation suite here, and had nothing but wonderful things to say - we thank you much! At times, the process was difficult (lots of emails back and forth), but the end result was well worth it! :)Now for some additional behind the scenes pics! First up, our rehearsal dinner invitations. They were included in the main invites of our grandparents, our bridal party, and our other </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3376654040839573581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3376654040839573581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-invitations-round-2.html' title='Our Invitations, Round 2'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S0vj-yM2agI/AAAAAAAABx0/lMzEtDkRImU/s72-c/IMG_8579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-1984868653625303265</id><published>2010-01-11T20:22:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T21:12:11.424-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY jewelry'/><title type='text'>DIY Rewind: Pearl Jewelry</title><summary type='text'>When I posted about the gifts I am planning to give to my girls, a few people requested a tutorial, and I was happy to oblige!These are super easy, and don't take very long at all. Let's get started!Here are the supplies you'll need:Pearls (or other beads), crimp beads, jump rings, headpins, wire or string of your choice, earring findings, crimper, long nosed pliers, and wire cutters.  I'll be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1984868653625303265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1984868653625303265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/01/diy-rewind-pearl-jewelry.html' title='DIY Rewind: Pearl Jewelry'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S0vVDs8sWrI/AAAAAAAABv8/Gpgu7SRkw7I/s72-c/IMG_8491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-1970814411657967498</id><published>2010-01-11T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T21:22:08.664-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='table numbers'/><title type='text'>Find Your Seat!</title><summary type='text'>Very, very early in wedding planning, I was searching for Penn State inspiration around the knot, and I came across a Real Wedding feature that grabbed my attention. The couple had met at Penn State, and were married in a beautiful winter ceremony in Philadelphia.One way that they paid tribute to their PSU romance was by naming their reception tables after people and places at Penn State!Here is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1970814411657967498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1970814411657967498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2009/12/find-your-seat.html' title='Find Your Seat!'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SzhF4unHU8I/AAAAAAAABjc/ydR6_AkYntg/s72-c/psu+cards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-1221001502405996844</id><published>2010-01-11T18:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T19:24:29.235-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clay flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><title type='text'>Clay Flowers: Filler Flower Tutorial</title><summary type='text'>Ms. Poodle did an amazing tutorial on how to make clay roses. While I followed instructions in this book, the process is really similar, and I think the results are, too: I think the smaller filler flowers make just as big of a statement as the roses do. I was planning on doing a tutorial for the fillers, but I realized that it's pretty difficult to photograph yourself when you need both hands to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1221001502405996844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1221001502405996844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2009/09/clay-flowers-filler-flower-tutorial.html' title='Clay Flowers: Filler Flower Tutorial'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SxxACYU_6cI/AAAAAAAABfQ/P-1-4WarQig/s72-c/IMG_8351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-3029737473931564631</id><published>2010-01-03T13:17:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T16:19:02.732-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invitation'/><title type='text'>Our Invites Have Landed!</title><summary type='text'>Over Christmas break, a very special package came to our house. Not from Santa, but from Momental Designs!After months of emails back and forth, tweaking design elements here and there (a huge thank you to Kelley for her patience with me over the last 6 months!), the invitations were done and they were finally in my hands!After digging through lots of Styrofoam peanuts, I displayed them on the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3029737473931564631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3029737473931564631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-invites-have-landed.html' title='Our Invites Have Landed!'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S0EGc8JoQcI/AAAAAAAABrs/Hrfk1Ux11Lg/s72-c/IMG_8459b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-3806973710271322029</id><published>2010-01-03T12:32:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T13:15:49.620-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='albums'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engagement pictures'/><title type='text'>Our Engagement Album Rocks.</title><summary type='text'>A few weeks after we finished our engagement shoot with Jess, of Jessica Ames Photography, we started discussing our options for purchasing prints and albums. Jessica offers competitive pricing on gorgeous albums and large prints, and we decided to indulge in both :). We selected about 50 pictures (yes 50! Our wedding album is going to take us years to get down to a reasonable number, I'm sure) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3806973710271322029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3806973710271322029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-engagement-album-rocks.html' title='Our Engagement Album Rocks.'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S0DVCfXZlLI/AAAAAAAABos/gJUrdYMSA5Q/s72-c/IMG_8425.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-3578914208420398927</id><published>2010-01-03T12:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T12:28:30.402-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engagement pictures'/><title type='text'>E-Pics: More Than We Could Have Dreamed Of</title><summary type='text'>I really can't say it enough - our photographer, Jessica Ames, is ridiculously awesome. Easily our luckiest vendor find, hands down. It feels so good going into our wedding day knowing that we're going to get fantastic photographs. :) Oh, and it helps that she really is more than a vendor... she's truly become a very good friend.After the teasers she posted for us (and I for you!), I couldn't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3578914208420398927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3578914208420398927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/01/e-pics-more-than-we-could-have-dreamed.html' title='E-Pics: More Than We Could Have Dreamed Of'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S0DRObgKmFI/AAAAAAAABok/SMjgHxgb9cM/s72-c/DD-035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-6685601870197589276</id><published>2010-01-03T11:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T12:10:06.378-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engagement pictures'/><title type='text'>E-Pics: Want it? Got it!</title><summary type='text'>I wrote a few posts on engagement picture shots and locations that I reeeeallly wanted for us during our shoot. Well, ask and you shall receive, I say! Jessica, our amazing, beyond wonderful photographer, DELIVERED, like woah.Her photographs leave me speechless, so I will let them do the talking :)Gratuitous ring shot? Sure! iPhone shot? Absolutely! Close-up Black &amp; White lovey dovey shot? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6685601870197589276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6685601870197589276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2010/01/e-pics-want-it-got-it.html' title='E-Pics: Want it? Got it!'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/S0DK8AehN9I/AAAAAAAABmE/hakYDwKnhaU/s72-c/DD-065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-4842425707397096540</id><published>2009-12-14T21:23:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T21:54:58.947-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridal apparel'/><title type='text'>Walkin' in a Winter Wonderland</title><summary type='text'>I've already mentioned how cold it's likely to be on our wedding day. Sure, it might be nice, but the chances are pretty high that it won't be :) You all know about my ideas for cold or rainy weather prophylaxis, and you gave some great feedback on the coats, especially!I finally pulled the trigger and purchased this coat. It's too adorable, and I've had trouble waiting to wear it til after the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4842425707397096540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4842425707397096540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2009/12/walkin-in-winter-wonderland.html' title='Walkin&apos; in a Winter Wonderland'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/Syb0QVLpcFI/AAAAAAAABhQ/3jDo8mEG5Js/s72-c/IMG_8448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-4610095960001705591</id><published>2009-12-13T00:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T00:54:27.783-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timeline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guests'/><title type='text'>Quick and Easy DIY Timeline Post-Cards</title><summary type='text'>After reading this article on The Knot, this excerpt in particular caught my eye:"One of the simplest, yet probably most useful, things you could do for yourguests is to provide a wedding itinerary. After sending out yourinvitations, mail guests an additional clever, elegant, or interestingcommunique with a complete rundown of the events leading up to and following your walk down the aisle. In </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4610095960001705591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4610095960001705591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2009/12/quick-and-easy-diy-timeline-post-cards.html' title='Quick and Easy DIY Timeline Post-Cards'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SyR7XXG4QxI/AAAAAAAABhI/TL4BnHcEK9c/s72-c/timelinepostcard1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-4189557031920560860</id><published>2009-12-12T13:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T23:05:46.657-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freaking out'/><title type='text'>100 DAYS!!</title><summary type='text'>We are getting married in 100 days. Seriously. 100 days!(source)I'm so (insert emotion here)!!I'm ecstatic! I'm nervous! I'm anxious! I'm thrilled! I'm ready! I'm unprepared!Honestly, I don't know how to feel.You see, we've had a long engagement - currently in month 18 - and it's been nothing but a complete joy! I've loved being a bride-to-be, and I've absolutely adored planning our wedding. It's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4189557031920560860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4189557031920560860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2009/12/100-days.html' title='100 DAYS!!'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SyRhwAlCW3I/AAAAAAAABg4/655Fi0D1NeM/s72-c/100-days-400.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-1516090924366134190</id><published>2009-12-06T18:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T18:56:23.695-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birdcages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='card holder'/><title type='text'>A Place to Place Cards</title><summary type='text'>The day I saw this beauty on OnceWed, I was in love (this happens to me a lot). (source)Swoooooon. I had to have one.I decided to make mine with vintage sheet music instead of book pages, but it was equally as beautiful. This was the very first DIY project I took on, just a few months after we were engaged.Sadly, I don't have pictures of my card box because, as time went on, I fell out of love </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1516090924366134190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/1516090924366134190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2009/12/place-to-place-cards.html' title='A Place to Place Cards'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SxxBAcyLCOI/AAAAAAAABfw/wXuelC_AhuI/s72-c/diy-cake-box.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-8420473731088420802</id><published>2009-12-06T17:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T18:28:37.291-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='groom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><title type='text'>Just in Case...</title><summary type='text'>Burger ever forgets his name...I've become obsessed with buying him things with his initials all over them.I guess it started when we decided to get engraved cufflinks for the groomsmen, and I snuck in a pair for Burger in the order:Then, while on my Surgical Oncology rotation, I noticed one of the well-dressed attending physicians had a monogrammed dress shirt. I found some reasonably-priced </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/8420473731088420802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/8420473731088420802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-in-case.html' title='Just in Case...'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/Sxw4G2g8KxI/AAAAAAAABeg/nOPNyiOV8hs/s72-c/IMG_8335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-6739508123608412182</id><published>2009-12-06T17:21:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T17:57:14.827-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knobstoppers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><title type='text'>Put a Cork in it 3 - DIY Knobstoppers</title><summary type='text'>You already heard about my love for Knobstoppers, and after sitting on the idea for a few days while on my family vacation this summer, I decided to make an impulsive purchase (tell me I'm not the only one who does this! ;). I stalked ebay for vintage door knobs, most of which were in auctions and out of my price range. Then I stumbled upon this store, which sold vintage-style depression glass </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6739508123608412182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6739508123608412182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2009/12/put-cork-in-it-3-diy-knobstoppers.html' title='Put a Cork in it 3 - DIY Knobstoppers'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SxwwEeFlwYI/AAAAAAAABeY/_3Th25IsERw/s72-c/galgk114280pxweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-4958819195002162120</id><published>2009-12-06T16:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T17:20:14.184-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reception'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Our Family Table</title><summary type='text'>When it came time to think about our seating arrangement for the reception, I had some pretty firm ideas.I knew I wanted to forgo the traditional head table, as I'd like for our bridal party to be able to sit with their dates. The sweetheart table has become extremely popular option lately. While I think it's a lovely way to spend some alone time with your new spouse, I also feel that they can </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4958819195002162120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/4958819195002162120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-family-table.html' title='Our Family Table'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/Sxwgy9pIYkI/AAAAAAAABdo/ZrzvGbc1YBo/s72-c/a3_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-8583736984857610337</id><published>2009-12-06T02:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T16:14:42.261-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeymoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mexico'/><title type='text'>Evolution of a Honeymoon</title><summary type='text'>Soon after getting engaged, I told Burger that the honeymoon would be totally his call.You see, I'm a huge beach person - I could lay in the sun all day long with a drink in my hand and be perfectly content to call that my honeymoon :). Burger however, being the Irishman that he is, turns into a lobster in the sun. Once, he was under an umbrella wearing a shirt and he still got burned from the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/8583736984857610337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/8583736984857610337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2009/12/evolution-of-honeymoon.html' title='Evolution of a Honeymoon'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SxtZqub5hAI/AAAAAAAABcA/TgWQo7QAHaQ/s72-c/disneyworld.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-5952958039591292892</id><published>2009-12-06T02:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T21:47:14.324-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reception'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>A Musical Marriage Part 5: Reception Must-Plays</title><summary type='text'>Our reception is scheduled to start at 6:00, and with the introductions, special dances, cake cutting, dinner, and toasts, I figure that the dancing portion won't get started until about 8:00.Luckily, our reception goes until midnight, so that still allows us four full hours to dance the night away! We'll be giving Eric the freedom to adjust the music as is appropriate for the crowd (you know, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5952958039591292892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5952958039591292892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2009/12/musical-marriage-part-5-reception-must.html' title='A Musical Marriage Part 5: Reception Must-Plays'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-6618269670495368771</id><published>2009-12-06T02:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T17:28:08.652-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>A Musical Marriage Part 4: Dinner</title><summary type='text'>We chose our DJ, Eric of Nittany Entertainment, for a few reasons. He came with great reviews, his prices were right, and he was willing to be flexible with us. We respect his craft of course, but again, we have a pretty focused idea of how we'd like our reception to feel for our guests.He pretty much gave us free reign over dinner, which was awesome! We really wanted dinner to feel like a party.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6618269670495368771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6618269670495368771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2009/12/musical-marriage-part-4-dinner.html' title='A Musical Marriage Part 4: Dinner'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-437843999582558609</id><published>2009-12-06T01:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T02:04:08.779-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ornamental inspiration'/><title type='text'>It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year!</title><summary type='text'>I looooooooooooove the holidays. Love. Them. It's easily my favorite time of year. Everything is so sparkly and shiny and beautiful, and (to quote one of my favorite holiday movies) "love actually is all around."I think there are so many things that can inspire brides during the holidays. I chose this ornament, as it represents the romance and glamour that the holidays provide:(source)I developed</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/437843999582558609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/437843999582558609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-most-wonderful-time-of-year.html' title='It&apos;s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year!'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SxtUD612ajI/AAAAAAAABbo/B9q6abdob_g/s72-c/Fidelia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-8150927048743144400</id><published>2009-12-05T20:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T23:40:52.695-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother son dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake cutting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='father daughter dance'/><title type='text'>A Musical Marriage Part 3: Special Songs</title><summary type='text'>Obviously these songs required a lot of thought as well. But some songs were far easier for us to come up with than others!Grand Entrance: I love, love, love the entrance of the bridal party and bride and groom into the reception. While it really won't be our "first time in public" as we will be at our cocktail hour, I think that the entrance has the potential to set the tone for the whole </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/8150927048743144400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/8150927048743144400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2009/12/musical-marriage-part-3-special-songs.html' title='A Musical Marriage Part 3: Special Songs'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-2195201744873828771</id><published>2009-12-05T20:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T19:39:15.846-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cocktail hour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>A Musical Marriage Part 2: The Cocktail Hour</title><summary type='text'>We've been to lots of weddings with both bands and DJs, and while some of the bands really blew our minds, others really were no better than a good DJ (but about $4,000 more expensive, according to our friends!). Given the extra expense of a band, and the fact that we literally have no space left in our reception venue for a band, we started to talk DJs.After discussing our options at length, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/2195201744873828771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/2195201744873828771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2009/12/musical-marriage-part-2-cocktail-hour.html' title='A Musical Marriage Part 2: The Cocktail Hour'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SyQ2-SFYqbI/AAAAAAAABgw/YXhR-N2KWWU/s72-c/cocktailHour4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-810720624116037574</id><published>2009-12-05T18:48:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T21:39:10.380-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceremony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>A Musical Marriage Part 1: The Ceremony</title><summary type='text'>Music is a very important part of our relationship. Burger is a talented musician (in my opinion ;), and he introduced me to a lot of amazing tunes that I otherwise never would have heard. Because of this, we hope to customize as much of the music played on our big day as possible.Because we are having a Catholic mass, our ceremony music choices are slightly limited. We are not allowed to have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/810720624116037574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/810720624116037574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2009/12/marriage-music-part-1-ceremony.html' title='A Musical Marriage Part 1: The Ceremony'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-6862976603583134096</id><published>2009-12-04T00:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T01:45:16.352-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flower girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pomanders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><title type='text'>The Little Princesses - The Pomanders</title><summary type='text'>Now that you know what the flower girls are wearing, you should also hear a little bit about what they'll be carrying. Our girls, like so many others in the hive, will be carrying pomanders.After reading many amazing DIY tutorials on Weddingbee (Lab's and Cloud's, for example) I figured I could go ahead and give these a try. I headed to the craft store and picked up two six inch styrofoam balls </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6862976603583134096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6862976603583134096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2009/12/little-princesses-pomanders.html' title='The Little Princesses - The Pomanders'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SxtOD4ORa3I/AAAAAAAABbQ/dO03xfc_mC0/s72-c/IMG_8365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-2073362269445230937</id><published>2009-12-03T00:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T01:19:03.478-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabric flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><title type='text'>The Little Princesses - Fabric Flower Cascades (and a DIY tutorial)</title><summary type='text'>So I told you about the flower girl dresses and sashes, which I absolutely love! But, like many other details of wedding planning, I just have to make things more complicated :)I've had a crazy idea since seeing this picture in Martha Stewart Weddings:  sourceCan you say gorgeous?! I fell instantly in love with this look, and while it was shown on a bride, I thought it would look equally awesome </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/2073362269445230937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/2073362269445230937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2009/12/little-princesses-fabric-flower.html' title='The Little Princesses - Fabric Flower Cascades (and a DIY tutorial)'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SwYp2fA3-1I/AAAAAAAABX4/U8jWB9KOIHg/s72-c/mwa104186_fal08_gld_girl_xl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-3033127829018977294</id><published>2009-12-02T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T22:18:23.112-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flower girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pomanders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>The Little Princesses - Dresses, Sashes &amp; Shoes!</title><summary type='text'>We have not one, but TWO adorable flower girls! E will be 5 and G will be 2 1/2 on our big day.G is the daughter of one of my cousins, and both he and his wife also went to Penn State! E is the daughter of another one of my cousins, and I was a bridesmaid in her wedding a few years back. It means so much to be able to involve family in our day as much as possible, and we are truly honored to have</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3033127829018977294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/3033127829018977294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-princesses.html' title='The Little Princesses - Dresses, Sashes &amp; Shoes!'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/StJ8dG0XsqI/AAAAAAAAA-0/Yat0a_DTWbs/s72-c/140052276.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-5970717192605135964</id><published>2009-12-01T23:26:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T00:20:28.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gifts for my Girls</title><summary type='text'>I have the world's best ladies serving as my bridesmaids on my big day. I really wanted their gifts to be special, but also practical; I tried hard to think of things they would enjoy not only on the wedding day, but also afterwards.Alright Cheeseburger Maids - avert your eyes if you want to be surprised!First up, a gorgeous pashmina in the most yummy shade of orchid, purchased last fall from H&amp;M</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5970717192605135964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5970717192605135964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2009/12/gifts-for-my-girls.html' title='Gifts for my Girls'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SxXt0tHkkTI/AAAAAAAABZA/_HqbkQuUBko/s72-c/IMG_8325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-5805871582499384897</id><published>2009-11-19T22:49:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T13:30:25.082-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding planning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabric'/><title type='text'>Dressing Our Tables</title><summary type='text'>Early in the planning process, I had linens on the brain - continuously. Our venue provides floor-length tablecloths, table skirts, and napkins in either white or ivory for us to choose from, which is wonderful! But I knew that I wanted a little something more on our tables.That's when it happened. I fell in love with a girl named Sadie. Wanna meet her?(source)Isn't she gorgeous?! A 90" square </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5805871582499384897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/5805871582499384897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2009/11/dressing-our-tables.html' title='Dressing Our Tables'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SwYkBtslnrI/AAAAAAAABXg/kN9p5vkkkEg/s72-c/boutiq_sadie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918656265843347672.post-6268744576784744411</id><published>2009-11-17T20:11:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T17:27:20.844-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest list'/><title type='text'>"Makin' a List..."</title><summary type='text'>"Checkin' it twice..."Our guest list, that is. (source)While 'naughty' and 'nice' don't quite figure into the equation, making our guest list has proven to be one of our more difficult tasks.Our total number of invitees was something that I wanted to estimate early. Like, within a month of our engagement early. You see, I knew we would have quite a large number, and I figured that it might </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6268744576784744411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8918656265843347672/posts/default/6268744576784744411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bridetobemd.blogspot.com/2009/11/makin-list.html' title='&quot;Makin&apos; a List...&quot;'/><author><name>Bridetobe M.D.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625546205303696217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SuyyoPXw7sI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Fu4zOxdpuXI/S220/13058_193260050309_569020309_4337971_2920391_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yaYFt6sW7U4/SwNt5SQ52EI/AAAAAAAABXQ/LdCS4ORsVzg/s72-c/guestlist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
