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As I'm walking to my office building from the parking lot and realize I have a hole in the side of my shoe. Yep, a giant hole where I can clearly see my pedicure from here. WTF - how does this happen? What's next? Using my shirt to blow my nose? And these were my fave go-to shoes. Ugh... off to shopping...

We've said from the beginning that one of our goals is to eliminate all the stupid crap that is meaningless from the whole wedding, and it's made me realize once again how perfectly awesome Brian and I are together. I couldn't tell you the amount of times we've discussed a wedding "to-do" from some list or suggestive person and both yelled "FUCK THAT" and stuck our noses at the idea together. So there's been a lot of purging. Hell, I don't know if I even want to do flowers. I mean, they're pretty and stuff, but they make the Mr. sneeze and then they're just going to die. At least I got a dress - that counts, right?. We've also had a lot of opportunities to make this event uniquely ours by making and doing a lot of the work ourselves. Yes, it's common for brides to obsess over details like the invitation, but by god I designed the things, am gocco printing each of the FOUR panels, one-by-one BY HAND, times 150. It's inevitable that I'm going obsess over whether the paper inserts should be 220 or 300 gsm, so BACK OFF. However, I am pretty adamant about having one thing for the wedding. I've kind of sat there quietly trying to talk myself out of it because the cost is pretty stupidly absurd, but I can't. There is going to be a photo booth. Sorry, there's nothing else I care enough to pull for. Luckily, the Mr. likes the idea, too. Yay! It ain't gonna be fancy, but I've basically justified it as such: 1. Brian and I met through Flickr. We are big dorks and love old school photography. Flickr = photos. Photos = fun. Photos + fun + a healthy dose of alcohol = photo booth. Yay math! 2. I don't want a guest book. For fuck's sake, we KNOW who's at the wedding. We'll be the one counting the rsvps and paying for your asses to eat and drink. Come to think of it, my first wedding's guest book ended up in a box in the back of a closet in the hall. 3. Because of #2, I think it would be a great way for our guests to make their mark on the event, so to speak. 4. We're not doing favors. They're, well... kinda pointless and we're cheap. Plus, we're going to be hippies and donate money offset our carbon footprint. But hey, you're getting photo booth pictures, so suck it! But seriously, you'll have your photos and I'm sure I will obsess over some crafty paper thing for you to safely store your keepsake photos. 5. Most importantly, we are getting a DVD of all the photos taken in the booth. Ohhh yessss, that's right, every single one of them. Say cheese!

Time for some Etsy pimping. Today it's Handgrown Pottery designed by Leesa Brinkley of Cary, North Carolina. Leesa creates adorable and unique ceramic dishes for all occasions. She also takes custom orders as well. Check out the dish she designed to hold our wedding rings: Check out her great stuff - they make awesome gifts!

I'd like to introduce a couple of new sites we've been working on. We're most happy to introduce a brand spankin' new APWBWGTTD (Atlanta People With Blogs Who Get Together To Drink) site. We're still working on some new features and some minor glitches, but we've gotten a bunch of people on board already. This new site will not just be an aggregator, but will also focus on the main catalyst of the group: the meetups. So go ahead and mark atlblogs.net in your bookmarks and sign up. Also, the Mr. and I decided to do something about all the weird shit we find in our yard - start a blog about it (duh). So we'd like to introduce Stuff In My Yard. If you find weird stuff in your yard, please check out the site and feel free to submit photos to stuffinmyyard [at] gmail [dot] com. The more, the better!

Happy (early) Mother's Day. ps. I'm sorry I had to write this in crappy MS Paint.