Saturday, November 12, 2011
Update!
Today I decided to update my profile for this blog. Originally it was about John and I planning our wedding but now that I'm an old married woman the blog's purpose has shifted. Currently it is about our life together and my random thoughts. As always, I will strive to be as honest as possible. I think people try so had to put out a perfect image of their home, family, life etc. that in the end they do themselves an injustice. I think the more honest we are with ourselves the more honest we can be with each other. And the best thing I've learned from John is that being truly, openly honest is the most freeing feeling in the world. No one's life is perfect. Everybody fails at some point. People make mistakes. Its life. Don't worry about everything working out the way you think it should or they way other people say it should. Sometimes the people who seem to have it all really have nothing. Like a model home. Yes, new and beautiful, but somehow cold and hollow. So, to put my money where my mouth is, I'll be honest. No, my life isn't perfect. Far from it. We struggle. Life at times seems to be an endless race with hurdles. But you know what, it certainly keeps things interesting. And each time we finish a leg of the race we get to celebrate.
Friday, November 11, 2011
The Unbearable Closeness of Condo Living
We have a circus variety of neighbors living next to, across from, underneath and above us. Never a dull moment around here. Below I've listed a few stand-outs of my cast.
The fat man we call Leather Chest. In the summer he spends his days at our pool. He sits in his lounge chair, his stomach getting darker from the hours in the sun and bigger from the beer he puts away one after the other as if in a trance, all the while staring and ogling all of the women. He doesn't have a type, he stares at all of them. Younger girls in skimpy bikinis, old ladies in skirted bottoms. To him it doesn't matter. The pool is his buffet of women to visually feast upon, some dishes better than others but all worth the taste of a stolen glance. There is also the fat man in the next building over who cooks bacon outside on his deck. He does this shirtless and everytime I see him I wonder if his big stomach gets burned by the sizzling grease. It took me awhile to realize this is the same man as Leather Chest.
There is the lady across the common ground from us. She occasionally has crazy outbursts where she kicks and punches the walls of her townhouse while shouting "rot and burn in hell". She rarely leaves her home. She chain smokes outside all day, everyday. In the winter she sits out there with a blanket around her shoulders like an American Indian with a peace pipe. I think to myself at least she's not smoking inside.
The nice, older woman across the hall from us. I walked John out to his car one morning and upon returning realized I was locked out. She invited me inside her home and offered me coffee and her cell phone. She works from home and has a little tray table and chair set up in her living room facing the tv where she sits to do her work from her lap top. Her place is a mirror image of our place. Her life looks a lot like mine. Drinking coffee in the morning, watching the news, working from home. She even has a large persian cat. The only differnce is I have John, Bauer, and TWO persian cats.
There is the man who lives above us that is a real life Dr. Jekyll and Mr Hyde. One day he is nice as can be, making pleasant small talk then the next day ranting and raving and yelling things we can't even understand through his deck floor down to ours. I believe he is an alcoholic and I think this is why we see such conflicting personalities from him. Often times we hear him fall down. One time he fell on the stairs going up to his place and knocked out part of the railing. John hates him. I feel sorry for him. He seems very sad and lonely. My dad always taught me that you catch more flies with honey than with vinegar, so I tell John we should kill him with kindness. John thinks my kindness is wasted on him. He might be right.
Good neighbors, bad neighbors, either way I can't wait to move. John and I are counting down the days until we can move out and into an actual house. Our owns walls, ceilings, and floors. Ahhhh such bliss. Bauer is getting bigger every day and needs more room to play. We are planning on starting a family soon and god willing we will need more room for that as well. Life is good, better in fact than this time last year when I was heartbroken from my company closing. Change is always scary at first but in the end you look back and see it was for the best. Sometimes you just need the distance of a whole year before you can see things clearly.
Ps Today is 11/11/11. Cross your fingers, hold your breath, and make a wish.
Love,
Tina
The fat man we call Leather Chest. In the summer he spends his days at our pool. He sits in his lounge chair, his stomach getting darker from the hours in the sun and bigger from the beer he puts away one after the other as if in a trance, all the while staring and ogling all of the women. He doesn't have a type, he stares at all of them. Younger girls in skimpy bikinis, old ladies in skirted bottoms. To him it doesn't matter. The pool is his buffet of women to visually feast upon, some dishes better than others but all worth the taste of a stolen glance. There is also the fat man in the next building over who cooks bacon outside on his deck. He does this shirtless and everytime I see him I wonder if his big stomach gets burned by the sizzling grease. It took me awhile to realize this is the same man as Leather Chest.
There is the lady across the common ground from us. She occasionally has crazy outbursts where she kicks and punches the walls of her townhouse while shouting "rot and burn in hell". She rarely leaves her home. She chain smokes outside all day, everyday. In the winter she sits out there with a blanket around her shoulders like an American Indian with a peace pipe. I think to myself at least she's not smoking inside.
The nice, older woman across the hall from us. I walked John out to his car one morning and upon returning realized I was locked out. She invited me inside her home and offered me coffee and her cell phone. She works from home and has a little tray table and chair set up in her living room facing the tv where she sits to do her work from her lap top. Her place is a mirror image of our place. Her life looks a lot like mine. Drinking coffee in the morning, watching the news, working from home. She even has a large persian cat. The only differnce is I have John, Bauer, and TWO persian cats.
There is the man who lives above us that is a real life Dr. Jekyll and Mr Hyde. One day he is nice as can be, making pleasant small talk then the next day ranting and raving and yelling things we can't even understand through his deck floor down to ours. I believe he is an alcoholic and I think this is why we see such conflicting personalities from him. Often times we hear him fall down. One time he fell on the stairs going up to his place and knocked out part of the railing. John hates him. I feel sorry for him. He seems very sad and lonely. My dad always taught me that you catch more flies with honey than with vinegar, so I tell John we should kill him with kindness. John thinks my kindness is wasted on him. He might be right.
Good neighbors, bad neighbors, either way I can't wait to move. John and I are counting down the days until we can move out and into an actual house. Our owns walls, ceilings, and floors. Ahhhh such bliss. Bauer is getting bigger every day and needs more room to play. We are planning on starting a family soon and god willing we will need more room for that as well. Life is good, better in fact than this time last year when I was heartbroken from my company closing. Change is always scary at first but in the end you look back and see it was for the best. Sometimes you just need the distance of a whole year before you can see things clearly.
Ps Today is 11/11/11. Cross your fingers, hold your breath, and make a wish.
Love,
Tina
Friday, July 22, 2011
Blood, Sweat & Tears
Yep, that pretty much sums up the summer so far. The blood from John when he, against my warnings, decided to jump off the dock at Innsbrook into very shallow, rock infested water. He scraped up his back pretty bad. Luckily he had about a six pack's worth of beer in him so the pain was minimal :/ More blood might be spilled if John keeps it up with his creepy monkey. He's taken to randomly putting it in places to scare me. Wow this sounds really bad. This morning I wake up and open my eyes and the monkey is staring at me. John was very pleased with himself. Still not sounding any better. Refer to the Drennen Family Weekend album on my facebook page to see the monkey. That damn thing ended up in more pictures than I did. And scene.
The sweat portion is obvious as we have had a never-ending heat wave upon us, which honestly I rather enjoy. It makes me feel like I live in some tropical paradise. I like to pretend there is a beach nearby but like most locals of tropical cities I never get to see the good stuff. Too busy surviving day to day life to get to the lush beaches that all the spoiled tourists overcrowd.
And lastly the tears. Shamefully, I admit I've shed a couple this summer. The frustrated kind. Two words: Potty. Training. No, I don't have a toddler that I'm gently introducing to the notion of using a toilet. I have a puppy that I am using guerrilla war tactics against to potty train. Does anyone else think of Captain Ron when they hear the word guerrilla? "You said GOR not GUER, there is a very big difference!" Anywho, recognizing him as the enemy was difficult as he does not wear a uniform but instead an adorable costume meant to trick us into thinking he's innocent.
This 30 lb. evil genius is named Bauer. He is a black lab/english mastiff mix and he will be three months old tomorrow. He learned to sit in less than 5 minutes at six and half weeks old. When he grasped that so quickly we began teaching him other things. He can now sit, stay, come, lay down, roll over, shake and hi-five. We are very impressed. Clearly I'm bragging right now. To be honest, he generally won't do these tricks unless treats are involved. We are working on weaning him off the treat dependency. Although I'd sure want a treat if someone asked me lay down and roll over. Hahaaa. Too much?
So yes, the summer is chugging along and I couldn't be any happier. John and I have been married for 9 months now and we're about to celebrate our six year anniversary. I really can't believe I've been with this guy for SIX YEARS. I know to some folks that's just a blink of an eye, but to me it means everything. We both have the same outlook on life, albeit mine through rosier colored glasses, that we should live in the moment and have as much fun as possible every day. And that's just what we've been doing.
Tah tah for now,
Tina
ps. I'm getting back into the soap making business, stay tuned for upcoming posts about my progress!
The sweat portion is obvious as we have had a never-ending heat wave upon us, which honestly I rather enjoy. It makes me feel like I live in some tropical paradise. I like to pretend there is a beach nearby but like most locals of tropical cities I never get to see the good stuff. Too busy surviving day to day life to get to the lush beaches that all the spoiled tourists overcrowd.
And lastly the tears. Shamefully, I admit I've shed a couple this summer. The frustrated kind. Two words: Potty. Training. No, I don't have a toddler that I'm gently introducing to the notion of using a toilet. I have a puppy that I am using guerrilla war tactics against to potty train. Does anyone else think of Captain Ron when they hear the word guerrilla? "You said GOR not GUER, there is a very big difference!" Anywho, recognizing him as the enemy was difficult as he does not wear a uniform but instead an adorable costume meant to trick us into thinking he's innocent.
Know thy enemy.
Leading the charge with Cesar Millan and the Monks of New Skete and armed with plenty of paper towels and disinfectant, I finally emerged victorious. Actually I'm being a bit over dramatic. Shocker. Aside from that one day where I could swear he was doing it on purpose, its been a pretty easy process. From the day I brought him home he has always been very good about letting us know when he needs to go out. Any accidents that happened were our fault for not listening to him. So in reality, he trained us.
This 30 lb. evil genius is named Bauer. He is a black lab/english mastiff mix and he will be three months old tomorrow. He learned to sit in less than 5 minutes at six and half weeks old. When he grasped that so quickly we began teaching him other things. He can now sit, stay, come, lay down, roll over, shake and hi-five. We are very impressed. Clearly I'm bragging right now. To be honest, he generally won't do these tricks unless treats are involved. We are working on weaning him off the treat dependency. Although I'd sure want a treat if someone asked me lay down and roll over. Hahaaa. Too much?
So yes, the summer is chugging along and I couldn't be any happier. John and I have been married for 9 months now and we're about to celebrate our six year anniversary. I really can't believe I've been with this guy for SIX YEARS. I know to some folks that's just a blink of an eye, but to me it means everything. We both have the same outlook on life, albeit mine through rosier colored glasses, that we should live in the moment and have as much fun as possible every day. And that's just what we've been doing.
Tah tah for now,
Tina
ps. I'm getting back into the soap making business, stay tuned for upcoming posts about my progress!
Friday, February 11, 2011
Friday Night at the Feager Household
So I haven't posted in awhile. My last post was even about how I hadn't posted anything in awhile. I realized what the problem was, I don't like sitting down and making lengthy recaps of what's going on in my life. So from now on I'm going to make shorter, more frequent posts. Yay.
Its 3:20pm on Friday afternoon. John should be home from work in about an hour and tonight we are having a Skip-Bo championship and cocktails. Exciting right? Actually for us it is, we take card games very seriously :) There is nobody I'd rather hangout with than John. This is why I married him. Well, its the other reason I married him. So yes, tonight its on, he won the last championship so now I have to redeem myself. I'm VERY competitive and HATE losing. If I'm losing I turn into a toddler which starts out with loud sighing and huffing and eventually ends in tantrum card throwing. Sometimes this makes John laugh and sometimes it scares him. I need to remember that the fun is in playing not winning. A voice in my head tells me that this is something losers say. I need a therapist for this compulsion to win and maybe also for the voices in my head.
I need to clean the house, go to the grocery store, and make myself pretty-pretty by 4:30. I can't wait to give the big guy a hug and a kiss when he walks through that door. Cheers, dears!
Its 3:20pm on Friday afternoon. John should be home from work in about an hour and tonight we are having a Skip-Bo championship and cocktails. Exciting right? Actually for us it is, we take card games very seriously :) There is nobody I'd rather hangout with than John. This is why I married him. Well, its the other reason I married him. So yes, tonight its on, he won the last championship so now I have to redeem myself. I'm VERY competitive and HATE losing. If I'm losing I turn into a toddler which starts out with loud sighing and huffing and eventually ends in tantrum card throwing. Sometimes this makes John laugh and sometimes it scares him. I need to remember that the fun is in playing not winning. A voice in my head tells me that this is something losers say. I need a therapist for this compulsion to win and maybe also for the voices in my head.
I need to clean the house, go to the grocery store, and make myself pretty-pretty by 4:30. I can't wait to give the big guy a hug and a kiss when he walks through that door. Cheers, dears!
Sunday, July 18, 2010
M.I.A.
So I went missing there for awhile. Not even really sure why I stopped blogging. I think the episode of Family Guy where they are discussing the Godfather explains it best:
Lois: Explain yourself, what didn’t you like about it?
Peter: It insists upon itself, Lois.
Lois: What?
Peter: It insists upon itself.
Lois: What does that even mean?
Chris: Cause it has a valid point to make, it’s insistent!
Peter: Cause it takes forever getting in, and you spend, you spend like six and a half hours, and then, you - I can’t even get through, I haven’t even seen the ending.
I love Peter.
So I grew disillusioned with the whole thing (blogging, not my wedding, still super "illusioned" about that) but now I'm getting interested again. Aren't you excited!?? No, no, I know no one really cares about our wedding as much as I'd like to think they do. Underneath all my crazed optimism lurks a secret realist.
So let's see...what new wedding details do I have to share? Hmmmm. Well since we are doing a destination wedding I won't have to take care of most of the details until we are there. Like picking out my flowers, menu selection, cake, etc. I'm still 110% happy about our decision to do our wedding this way. I'm a procrastinator that hates worrisome little details. I do much better with fewer options, making quick snap judgements when in a time crunch. But after some not-so-subtle urging from my concerned bridesmaids I realized there are just some things that I have to take care of before we leave for the trip. The bridesmaid's dresses for example! I finally decided on a dress for them. Its aqua blue, chiffon, knee length, strapless with a sweetheart neckline. Very beachy. Oh and my bridesmaid line up includes: Megan Meyer, Laura Gilbert, Jackie Joest and Stephanie Drennen. I wasn't born with any sisters but I look at them as the sisters I never had. The old saying "friends are the family you that you get to choose" is so true. They are my sisters who love me and support me and don't buy my bullshit. I laugh with them and cry with them and make fun of life with them. These girls are my heart and soul and I'm so happy that they will be standing with me on the beach as I make the biggest promise in the world to the man I love. Alright, lets get back to the dresses before I get all emotional and misty eyed. I'm a self proclaimed non-crier but lately I'm like waterworks central. I'm just so happy I can't help it. I feel so fing lucky to have all these amazing people in my life. I still don't know what I did to deserve John's all encompassing love and undying devotion. Ok, the dresses, Tina, the dresses. Stay focused. The next thing I need to figure out are shoes for them and accessories. I'm thinking thong sling back flats in either gold or silver. NO clue about accessories yet! I'm going to go to Macy's tomorrow to hopefully get some ideas. Trolling the internet for inspiration has proved unsuccessful. Ew and Wednesday my mom and I have a date to get my veil! Super excited for the veil as I don't have to starve myself in order to look good in it :) Also this week going groom suit shopping with John. Ugh he is going to be so frigging handsome I can't stand it. I could just stare at him all day. I could smell him all day too, it must be a chemical thing. Wow, I'm saying a lot of things right now. Am I drunk? Ok no, I just checked my drink, no alcohol. Just the musings of a crazy in love bride-to-be. Ahhh young love.
I think that about wraps it up for now. As far as my regular non-wedding life, everything is great. The summer has been a blur of sunny, hot weather, drinks on patios and lounging by the pool. Hope everyone else is also having an amazingly sweaty summer!
Love,
Tina
Lois: Explain yourself, what didn’t you like about it?
Peter: It insists upon itself, Lois.
Lois: What?
Peter: It insists upon itself.
Lois: What does that even mean?
Chris: Cause it has a valid point to make, it’s insistent!
Peter: Cause it takes forever getting in, and you spend, you spend like six and a half hours, and then, you - I can’t even get through, I haven’t even seen the ending.
I love Peter.
So I grew disillusioned with the whole thing (blogging, not my wedding, still super "illusioned" about that) but now I'm getting interested again. Aren't you excited!?? No, no, I know no one really cares about our wedding as much as I'd like to think they do. Underneath all my crazed optimism lurks a secret realist.
So let's see...what new wedding details do I have to share? Hmmmm. Well since we are doing a destination wedding I won't have to take care of most of the details until we are there. Like picking out my flowers, menu selection, cake, etc. I'm still 110% happy about our decision to do our wedding this way. I'm a procrastinator that hates worrisome little details. I do much better with fewer options, making quick snap judgements when in a time crunch. But after some not-so-subtle urging from my concerned bridesmaids I realized there are just some things that I have to take care of before we leave for the trip. The bridesmaid's dresses for example! I finally decided on a dress for them. Its aqua blue, chiffon, knee length, strapless with a sweetheart neckline. Very beachy. Oh and my bridesmaid line up includes: Megan Meyer, Laura Gilbert, Jackie Joest and Stephanie Drennen. I wasn't born with any sisters but I look at them as the sisters I never had. The old saying "friends are the family you that you get to choose" is so true. They are my sisters who love me and support me and don't buy my bullshit. I laugh with them and cry with them and make fun of life with them. These girls are my heart and soul and I'm so happy that they will be standing with me on the beach as I make the biggest promise in the world to the man I love. Alright, lets get back to the dresses before I get all emotional and misty eyed. I'm a self proclaimed non-crier but lately I'm like waterworks central. I'm just so happy I can't help it. I feel so fing lucky to have all these amazing people in my life. I still don't know what I did to deserve John's all encompassing love and undying devotion. Ok, the dresses, Tina, the dresses. Stay focused. The next thing I need to figure out are shoes for them and accessories. I'm thinking thong sling back flats in either gold or silver. NO clue about accessories yet! I'm going to go to Macy's tomorrow to hopefully get some ideas. Trolling the internet for inspiration has proved unsuccessful. Ew and Wednesday my mom and I have a date to get my veil! Super excited for the veil as I don't have to starve myself in order to look good in it :) Also this week going groom suit shopping with John. Ugh he is going to be so frigging handsome I can't stand it. I could just stare at him all day. I could smell him all day too, it must be a chemical thing. Wow, I'm saying a lot of things right now. Am I drunk? Ok no, I just checked my drink, no alcohol. Just the musings of a crazy in love bride-to-be. Ahhh young love.
I think that about wraps it up for now. As far as my regular non-wedding life, everything is great. The summer has been a blur of sunny, hot weather, drinks on patios and lounging by the pool. Hope everyone else is also having an amazingly sweaty summer!
Love,
Tina
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Day
We had a rough couple of days last week. My mom was just in the hospital last Tuesday for the first of two reconstructive surgeries she'll have for her leaking implants that she got back in the mid 80's due to her battle with breast cancer. Fortuantely she's still in remission! But I feel so bad that she has to go through more pain even now almost 25 years later. Seeing people I love in pain kills me. When they hurt, I feel the hurt too. She made it through this initial procedure wonderfully and there were no complications during surgery. Unfortunately, she gets very sick from anesthesia so that was pretty brutal for her. Also a little brutal for me, I'm one of those people that gets sick if I hear other people getting sick, but surprisingly I managed just fine. I guess when it comes down to it, you just do what you have to do. John and I stayed with her overnight to be there to check on her and make sure she was OK. Everything went as well as expected except for the fact that it rained terribly and Mom has a doggy door and our family dog Shelby must have found a nice big mud puddle to play in because when we woke up mud was tracked throughout the entire house. I mean everywhere. She found every available piece of carpeting to walk on. So while keeping an eye on Mom we also worked on cleaning the carpets and then of course we had to give Shelby a bath as well. I'll admit to a couple of frustrated tears while scrubbing the floor. Dirty carpets apparently make me sad and angry.
So after an exhausting day of playing nurse and cleaning crew we excused ourselves to go home and shower and grab a bite to eat. The showers perked us up and then we went to eat at one of our favorite places, Gengis Grill. Mmmmm Mongolian stir fry. We had just been brought our food when John gets a call from his step dad. His mom had just gotten home from work and found their family dog Annie had died sometime during the day in her crate. The look on John's face broke my heart. We immediately got our check and raced over to his parent's house. His mom was outside sobbing. Seeing her and John cry broke my heart even more. We went inside to see Annie. She looked like she passed away in her sleep. No signs of being sick or any kind of physical distress. She wasn't even 2 years old yet. Even writing about this now makes me want to cry again. His step dad got home and we all got Annie ready to take to the animal hospital. Tests were requested to determine her mysterious cause of death. Sadly, it turned out to be a heart condition that no one knew about. So at the animal hospital we said our final good-byes to Annie. She was a chocolate lab/border collie mix and she was the happiest puppy dog ever. She will be missed so very much.
With our hearts dragging on the floor we finally got home around 9 o'clock. We stood in the kitchen in exhausted amazement of the past 48 hours. We looked at each other and thanked each other for being there and being so supportive to one another. I really don't know what I would do without John. His love and support is like a constant flow of oxygen to me. I don't have to ask for his help when I need it. He is just there already helping in his huge and quiet way. And I am there for him just as fully. I feel so blessed that this incredible man wants me to be his wife and wants to spend the rest of his life with me. Even when you have a really shitty day love makes everything better.
So after an exhausting day of playing nurse and cleaning crew we excused ourselves to go home and shower and grab a bite to eat. The showers perked us up and then we went to eat at one of our favorite places, Gengis Grill. Mmmmm Mongolian stir fry. We had just been brought our food when John gets a call from his step dad. His mom had just gotten home from work and found their family dog Annie had died sometime during the day in her crate. The look on John's face broke my heart. We immediately got our check and raced over to his parent's house. His mom was outside sobbing. Seeing her and John cry broke my heart even more. We went inside to see Annie. She looked like she passed away in her sleep. No signs of being sick or any kind of physical distress. She wasn't even 2 years old yet. Even writing about this now makes me want to cry again. His step dad got home and we all got Annie ready to take to the animal hospital. Tests were requested to determine her mysterious cause of death. Sadly, it turned out to be a heart condition that no one knew about. So at the animal hospital we said our final good-byes to Annie. She was a chocolate lab/border collie mix and she was the happiest puppy dog ever. She will be missed so very much.
With our hearts dragging on the floor we finally got home around 9 o'clock. We stood in the kitchen in exhausted amazement of the past 48 hours. We looked at each other and thanked each other for being there and being so supportive to one another. I really don't know what I would do without John. His love and support is like a constant flow of oxygen to me. I don't have to ask for his help when I need it. He is just there already helping in his huge and quiet way. And I am there for him just as fully. I feel so blessed that this incredible man wants me to be his wife and wants to spend the rest of his life with me. Even when you have a really shitty day love makes everything better.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Glass Green Strawberry Passion
Sooooo we've made some progress! First of all we decided on our wedding package, its called Strawberry Passion. Oo la la. We ended up going with the slightly more expensive private beach dinner. I know, I know, but my mom brought up a good point when she said we should give all of our guests the nicest evening possible in order to show our appreciation for them coming all that way to be with us on the Big Day. When the lady's right, she's right. Also, we would have ended up spending about the same amount of money had we gone with the cheaper package. It was pretty bare bones and after we included the essentials (like a minister!) it ended up being roughly the same cost. So decision is made, check! Here are all of the lovely details included in our package:
- Premium wristband for bride and groom
- Decorated seaside wedding location
- Special Amenities and bottle of sparkling wine sent to the room
- Document arrangements
- Justice of the Peace or Non denominational Minister
- Marriage certificate
- Bridal Bouquet and Groom Boutonniere
- One Tabletop flower arrangement
- 50 minutes Massage for Bride & Groom
- Manicure & pedicure with strawberry essence for the bride
- Make-up and hair style with natural white orchid for the bride
- One-tiered Wedding Cake (for up to 10 people)
- 3 bottles of domestic champagne (for up to 30 people)
- Live Music during the Wedding Ceremony
- 3 Hours Private Served Dinner on the beach with exclusive waiters with set menu
- 3 Hours Open Bar during the reception
- Celebrate your Honeymoon with Champagne Breakfast in bed the next morning
- Late check out until 3:00pm (on request, subject to availability)
- Wedding Coordinator services
- Witnesses if required
- Guaranteed King-size bed.
- Bathrobes and slippers in your room.
- Special decoration in the room and rose petals on the bed
- Special gift courtesy of Barceló Maya Beach Resort
There will be a few more things we are going to add like a mariachi band, a hupa ,and obviously a photographer as well. They are pretty strict about not letting people bring in outside photographers and making you use the resort photographers instead. If you want to bring in your own photographer you have to pay for a couple nights stay for them at the hotel. What a rip off. I think you should, at most, buy a day pass for them. But whatev, we'll make do. I'll give very specific instructions to the resort photogs about what pics we want and then I'm sure our guests will be taking a ton of pics as well. No worries.
I recently found this picture in a destination wedding magazine. It pretty much captures the essence of what I've been picturing. What the groom is wearing, the white flowers, the color of the bridesmaid dresses and even the gauze wrapped hupa (its exactly like what our resort offers yay)
- Premium wristband for bride and groom
- Decorated seaside wedding location
- Special Amenities and bottle of sparkling wine sent to the room
- Document arrangements
- Justice of the Peace or Non denominational Minister
- Marriage certificate
- Bridal Bouquet and Groom Boutonniere
- One Tabletop flower arrangement
- 50 minutes Massage for Bride & Groom
- Manicure & pedicure with strawberry essence for the bride
- Make-up and hair style with natural white orchid for the bride
- One-tiered Wedding Cake (for up to 10 people)
- 3 bottles of domestic champagne (for up to 30 people)
- Live Music during the Wedding Ceremony
- 3 Hours Private Served Dinner on the beach with exclusive waiters with set menu
- 3 Hours Open Bar during the reception
- Celebrate your Honeymoon with Champagne Breakfast in bed the next morning
- Late check out until 3:00pm (on request, subject to availability)
- Wedding Coordinator services
- Witnesses if required
- Guaranteed King-size bed.
- Bathrobes and slippers in your room.
- Special decoration in the room and rose petals on the bed
- Special gift courtesy of Barceló Maya Beach Resort
There will be a few more things we are going to add like a mariachi band, a hupa ,and obviously a photographer as well. They are pretty strict about not letting people bring in outside photographers and making you use the resort photographers instead. If you want to bring in your own photographer you have to pay for a couple nights stay for them at the hotel. What a rip off. I think you should, at most, buy a day pass for them. But whatev, we'll make do. I'll give very specific instructions to the resort photogs about what pics we want and then I'm sure our guests will be taking a ton of pics as well. No worries.
I recently found this picture in a destination wedding magazine. It pretty much captures the essence of what I've been picturing. What the groom is wearing, the white flowers, the color of the bridesmaid dresses and even the gauze wrapped hupa (its exactly like what our resort offers yay)
Which brings me to my next thought, the bridesmaid dresses. When I saw the pic above I fell in love with that shade of green and immediately started an online investigation to find something similiar. Then voila I found a dress I really like by Alfred Angelo. I think the style of the dress is perfect for a beach wedding, its flowing, not clingy, a light chiffon fabric and the color is very beachy. Its called Glass Green but if I could rename it I would call it Sea Foam. Mmmm. Here it is:
Love it! But nothing is set in stone. I'll run it past the ladies and then check it out in person. For all I know this pretty green color could look like something pulled out of a sewer in person. I'm also open to the girls wearing different dresses but all in the same color. My main objectives are to make sure they feel pretty and above all else feel comfortable. I love these girls too much to make them suffer!
Editor's Note: I wrote this late last night, a little worn out and tired, and I forgot to mention about the quality of the resort photographers. Some of you may have been wondering why all the fuss about bringing in an outside photographer and its because of the horrible reviews I've read about the resort's company Foto Carribean. Very old school 'posey' pics and I like a more photo journalistic style. And that's just my picky reason. I've also read that they've shown up late to ceremonies and also lost a couple's pics! Yikes! But I have also read some good reviews, mostly from people who I feel are more laid back about the picture aspect and know that a few good shots are all you need to capture the memory of the day. While I don't want our pics lost or for them to show up late, I do think they should be good enough. I'm hoping the horror stories are just random experiences and not the norm. ps. Happy Cinco de Mayo everyone! In the spirit of our Mexico wedding I shall be enjoying some margaritas later today on the beautiful patio of one of my oldest and dearest friends and his lovely, lovely wife. !Bueno!
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