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I was going to choose one of my recaps as my favorite post but when I couldn’t decide between a couple, I decided to dig further in my post history—and that’s when I re-stumbled upon Relationship Day. I love our Relationship Day story—and since it’s almost the anniversary of that special and life changing day, I’d like to share it with the new members of the hive as well. Enjoy
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Relationship Day is what we call the day Mr. Espresso proposed.
December 21, 2007:
After a long day of shuffling through crowds to finish our Christmas shopping, a spur of the moment date night was just what I needed. Thank goodness I had enough time for a hot shower to relax my tired, worn muscles… too many bags and a purse full of lists had taken a toll on my shoulders. Out of the shower and into some charcoal gray slacks and a slimming black sweater: my go to outfit when I need to look nice on the run. Make- up and a partial blow dry. I’m done.
“Baby it’s cold outside.”
So glad I picked up that cashmere scarf at the thrift store last week. Three dollars was such a steal! And the color- periwinkle blue- makes me love it even more. I add a black wool coat to the scarf and I’m ready to go.
The drive to Newport passed by in slow motion.
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Somehow, the topic of soul mates comes up in my life quite frequently—in conversations with friends, through pop culture or while talking to my patients at work. For that reason, I love this post. People are interested in soul mates and I am interested in what people think about soul mates! It’s a topic that nearly everyone has an interesting and unique opinion about and I loved reading all of the original comments.
Also, I don’t want to miss an opportunity to share the musician/comedian Tim Minchin with a few more readers!
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Just the other day, I was having a seemingly innocent conversation, most likely about work, or about the benefits of cookies over cake, or perhaps about Harry Potter, when… BAM! I was blindsided by a question about whether Mr. Pin Cushion was my soul mate. This would have posed no problems if I had been able to coolly reply, “Of course he is! I love him so, that soul mate of mine.” But I didn’t say that. Because—wait for it—I don’t think he’s my soul mate.
It’s nothing against Mr. Pin Cushion.

Our wedding invitations were truly a labor of love and a testament to the power of Weddingbee because I wouldn’t have even known about, let alone mustered up the courage to take on this project, without Weddingbee. The true credit goes out to my fellow Weddingbee bloggers who tackled the Gocco before me (too many to name, but special props to Penguin and Lemon).
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You could say we were pretty ambitious to make our first Gocco project the actual invitations…but what can I say, I’m a crazy kinda gal. Luckily, I had amazing help, my super creative bridesmaid, Michelle and my friend, Mona. After months of Michelle emailing me invitation designs she made on Adobe Illustrator, we finally decided on one and met at her apartment one night in November to get down to business.

At first, we were totally intimidated. The instructions were simple, yet confusing. I don’t know how to explain it. I think we were all just scared.
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Hello hive! I’ve waded out of a mountain of diapers and alphabet blocks to share my favorite post with you. This also happens to be one of the most memorable of my wedding planning moments, which may be which I chose it. I left it out photos of the actual dress, but here it is in one of my follow-ups. I hope this brings you equally good luck in finding your dress!
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I need to preface this post by saying that this whole thing has been a total tease. I am not going to reveal my dress. Mr. Peacock has been adamant about not wanting to see it. He subscribes to the Weddingbee feed and he is slightly absentminded in his internet reading habits, I have a feeling that he might accidentally stumble upon it. He would be very sad.
I did go to one more new dress shop- the Vera Wang salon on Oak Street. I brought a whole gang- my mom, my sister and one of my bridesmaids. I had a feeling that I was going to need a team to get talked out of a particular $15,000 VW Luxe dress.
Since the VW salon would not allow me to take pictures, I asked these very unhappy 14 year old girls to model the dresses for me.
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“Partnership and Independence” wasn’t a very commented post, but I chose it as one of my faves because it still makes me think. Just like the rest of us, I’m exposed to relationships of all kinds: married, happily-not-married, newly dating, and, unfortunately, even unhappily married, passive-aggressively together, co-dependent, and every gray area in between. Weddings always remind me of why, when, and how I got hitched on the magical-est day SF ever saw. But they also remind me that as much as I love being a Mrs., I’ll never forget (or let go of) what made me Miss T, on and off the blogosphere.
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I’ve been thinking a lot about Mrs. Penguin’s recent post on life lessons reinforced at an early age: never depend on your partner to live. Always be able to pay your own way. There are exceptions, sure, including school for one, or layoffs for another.
But the post got me thinking about partnership and independence. Namely, that being married or being parents are easy scapegoats on which we blame our own shortcomings or bad decisions. I’ve done it plenty of times. You have too, I’m sure. But I’m really trying not to, because I’ve seen it go mega-wrong in some cases, in marriages ranging from zero years old to 30 years old.
For example:
“He made me be a stay-at-home mom, now I don’t have any skills to re-enter the workforce.”
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My favorite non-DIY/budget post wasn’t a very hugely popular post originally but it was definitely very sentimental and personal to me and to my family. My “something old” from our wedding were my Grandmother’s earrings and they are still my oldest and most treasured possession.
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OK, OK, I’m late. I promised to post about my next something way back in May but then never got around to it. I have no excuses. You’ve seen my something borrowed, so now, here’s my something old…
My something old is really old. It’s the oldest anything in my family and besides my engagement ring, the one thing I cherish the most (people not included).

The earrings belonged to my maternal grandma Isabel and before her, to her mother. Great Grandma Joey died when grandma Joey was about 8 years old. These earrings mean a lot because they belonged to Grandma Joey and we were really close when she was alive. I actually think that apart from when we or she was on vacation, I saw her at least once a week until she died when I was 12 years old.
So these earring are special to me not only because they are hers, but also because of the story behind them.
During WWII, my grandparents were still living in the Philippines. When the Japanese soldiers arrived in their area, the decision was made that my grandpa and his brother would leave and hide in the jungle until the soldiers left.
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This is the poem I wrote about being a two-dress bride. I know a lot of brides go through the experience of purchasing a dress and then having regrets, and some aren’t able to overcome that regret until they buy their 2nd (or 3rd) dress. I was a little embarrassed about my dress indecision and thought that a lighthearted poem would be the best way to address it while laughing at myself. And I gotta say, I’m pretty proud of my rhyming skillz, too.
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Once upon a time, there was a newly engaged gal,
Who was so very excited, she called all her pals,
“I’m off to look at dresses!” she shrieked with glee
Her friends thought, “’wow that’s early,’ but couldn’t disagree.
So one Saturday morning, she went to the shop
Tried a handful of dresses – that’s where she should have stopped.
But she was so excited, she bought one on the spot
Her mother, aunt and bridesmaid all assured her she looked hot.
I love this post for sentimental reasons. It still brings tears to my eyes when I read it and I remember how I felt wearing my old and borrowed items on my wedding day. I loved looking at my jewelry throughout the day and remembering the ladies in my family who wore them before me.
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This past weekend, I traveled to Fredericksburg with my father and sister to visit my Opa and Oma (German for grandfather and grandmother). Although the main purpose of the visit was to celebrate Opa’s birthday, I secretly had other intentions.
Before my mom passed away, we had talked about what kind of jewelry I would wear with my dress. We talked about me wearing the same jewelry she wore on her wedding day. One of the items she wore was a bracelet, which she borrowed from her FMIL, the Oma I visited this weekend. So, as we sat outside Sunday afternoon, I asked Oma if she still had the bracelet that my mom wore a little over thirty-two years ago. She did, and she was happy to let me borrow it for the wedding. She told me it was originally her mother’s bracelet, but she wasn’t sure how her mother came into possession of it. She even had the original box it came in. I love the picture that was shown on the inside of the box top:
Mrs. Strawberry here. What up. Long time no talk. How’s your mom? Yeah? Cool. Well, been married for…3 years now? Yes. Things are going well.
We’re talking about making a little Strawberry. I think I’m ready. Or at the very least, I want to decorate a nursery.
Anyway, my favorite post had to be about my favorite part of our wedding…the cupcakes. I still dream about them. Dirty, dirty cupcake dreams.
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Seven different boxes. Pink boxes, brown boxes, cream boxes and clear boxes. Boxes with ribbon handles. With buttons. With birds. Green tea flavored cupcakes. Chocolate. Coconut. Vanilla. Lemon. I could go on and on!! ![]()

Hello everyone! This post might seem like a strange choice since it is about all of the things that went wrong with our wedding, but it is my favourite because the comments that followed were so understanding and supportive. That sense of community is why I wanted to be a bee in the first place and why I am so proud that I was/am one! As predicted by all, I no longer think of these small mistakes when I think about our wedding day. It was a beautiful, wonderful, love-filled day, and all of our guests thought it was a perfect wedding that went off without a hitch, so that is all that matters. I loved my wedding and, most of all, that day gave my what I have now—an amazing marriage with the man I love and a beautiful baby boy. We have amazing memories and beautiful pictures of what went right that day, which is almost everything, and that is what counts.
All of that said, imagine how great I would feel about my wedding day if EVERYTHING had gone right?!? And so I still maintain that you should have someone, DOC or otherwise, who knows what your vision for your day is and can be there to handle those small details in your absence. Hopefully this post will continue to be a cautionary tale for current and future generations of new-bees!
The Pumpkins!
I like this post for a couple reasons. The obvious reason is that it recaps the actual moment that Mr. Toucan and I were wed. The other reason I love this post is because I think it’s a cute story that goes to show that sometimes the things that go “wrong” on your wedding day end up being the most memorable and cherished moments!
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So many times, we, as brides, talk about wedding perfection. After having our “perfect wedding,” I can tell you it’s the little hiccups along the way that make it memorable. Our ceremony hiccup was probably the most memorable of them all - after all who almost forgets to… oops! Actually, let me start from the beginning. ![]()
After waiting in the downstairs chapel for what almost felt like an eternity, we were finally ready to get hitched!
Mr. Toucan and his Best Man wait at the end of the aisle while the procession begins.
My favorite post thus far is one about working on our relationship. Mr. Hot Wings and I really work hard at our relationship. We define our relationship by the choice we have made to be together and we choose to work on making it work. The sessions that I discussed in this post have helped to define us as a couple and gave us a lot of material for our wedding ceremony. So, while the wedding planning process is mostly to plan an event, we sometimes forget that relationships don’t stop needing to be cared for. Relationships are delicate and need to be nurtured. Partners need to be heard and feel needed. Work as it may be, it honestly is very rewarding, too! So I want to re-share this post in honor of the continued work that engaged couples must commit to on top of the wedding planning itself.
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* Learning to be a team for Halloween 2007 *
OK that picture is just silly. We Hot Wings dressed as Ninjas to fight GM Wingman B dressed as a pirate. It’s the best I could come with for this post. ![]()
Anyways, I’ve mentioned how much Mr. Hot Wings and I believe in working on our relationship. We actually began officially “working” on it years ago. After being together for almost 2 years, we hit our first big rough patch in our relationship. We considered going to couple’s counseling then decided against it because some of our problems at the time had to do with our inter-cultural and inter-racial relationship.
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This is my favorite post because it sums up the happiest day of my life so perfectly. Every time I watch it I feel like I am in the Cayman Islands again, saying “I do” to Mr. Kitten. I treasure this little three minute video!
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I’m so excited to share the Kitten Wedding Movie Trailer with y’all!
So, without further ado…
So much hard work and planning went into our wedding day, but at the end of the day, after the personalized cocktail napkins and cake flags were all but forgotten, the most important thing to us was that our guests had FUN. Seeing everyone having a fabulous time on the dance floor was the most amazing feeling on top of the just-married-high that was running through our veins. I had so much fun putting this recap post together, and I still smile and giggle every time I read it. It was hard to narrow down the photos because our photographers captured so many amazing dancing moments, and we’re so lucky to be able to treasure those moments forever.
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All photos below by The Wiebners. We purchased a disc of all unedited images from our wedding day, so some post-processing has been done by me for the purpose of sharing the photos with you. Click on any photo to enlarge.
I know you readers often hear apologies from us bees for falling off of the face of the Weddingbee earth for a period of time… I never thought it would take me over 3 months to get back on the recap bandwagon, but now I totally understand how it happens!
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It’s hard to say which post is my “favorite” of all of my time blogging for the hive, so I chose the one that made me feel the most loved and supported by all of the women who followed along on my journey. After my bridal portraits, I had a bit of a freak out because of my weight, ill-fitting dress and hair/makeup combo. Looking back, I was definitely being a bridezilla, as none of it was that bad. The weight I was wasn’t bad, the dress was re-altered, and the hair/makeup was changed for the big day.
I was hesitant to even write the post because I thought that everyone would just think I was whiny, pain in the ass (and I’m sure many did), but it really helped me to not be my own worst critic by hearing all of the encouraging and supportive comments, which is why I wanted to be a part of Weddingbee all along—for the camaraderie among all of us, as we plan one of the most important events of our lives.
And, today, looking back, I really see how ridiculous I was. After two years of marriage, and a lot of “love” weight, Mr. H and I both see our wedding pics and think, “man, we were so much skinnier!”
Especially these days, as we prepare (and eat) for our new little project, Baby H.
{Baby H, due 12/31/10 - Photography by our faves, Perez Photography}
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Yesterday I received my bridal portraits from the photographer. He did an incredible job with the photos and I couldn’t ask for a better photographer. His subject, however, I was completely upset with. That subject = me.
Last minute I decided to wear my hair down, a good decision, but I wore it curly, which is completely unnatural for me. My makeup, which I told the artist to make smoky eyes, began to smear a bit with the heat and it was just way too much. Basically, I think I wanted to be a little more glamorous then I really needed to be.
The dress, which I have been fighting with for a while, just didn’t photograph on me like I would have liked and my qualms about it in general are now more prevalent then ever.
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