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Hello All,

I miss writing for you guys. I literally just took a break from tagging posts (it's open in the other window) to send this small missive. Remember when I told you we were going to have a How-To section on the new site? And about how How-To would be The Big Stuff (DJing your wedding with and ipod, writing a ceremony), as my answer to the endless mind numbing, soul crushing DIY must-do bridal projects, and billion dollar "DIY-style" weddings (or is that only my soul being crushed?)
Continue reading Coming Soon… hopefully?

Getting Quiet.
And with that, I'm off. New Years is my favorite of all holidays because it's the time of year I'm able to cultivate a sense of quiet. I write lists, I make goals, I start baby projects, I think. So we're off for some frenetic and wonderful holiday celebrations, and then a long quiet week in San Francisco: taking walks, visiting museums, watching movies, being married. All that with a little bit of dreaming and doing.

You all (every one of you, even the quiet ones) have meant the world to me this year. Take that Team Practical bravery with you into the holidays, when people *might* share an opinion or two about your plans.
Continue reading Getting Quiet.

Remember when my blog got eaten, and I cried the whole weekend before our wedding on and off because I didn't even have my files? And how now I have to backup my blog on another blog so that if it ever happens again, I'll have your comments and stuff? And how now I'm trying to get off effing bl*gger? (are they watching me now? I'm editing their name. Don't eat me!)

Anyway. The same thing happened to poor Cara this weekend, who is crying in her kitchen (or hopefully sleeping tight with a lovely fluffy rabbit right now, dreaming of happier blog days). Her domain name got eaten, so for the next three days you can find Peonies And Polaroids right here. And she's talking about New York all this week. Broookkkkkllllllyyyynnn! Anyway.
Continue reading A Note From Peonies & Polaroids

Speaking of married ladies doing projects that keep on inspiring my own list, my amazing friend Cevd of Pretty Pretty Paper just opened her own store. I try not to use piles of exclamation points, but I feel like this requires some, so !!!!!!!! Continue reading Yayyyy Cevd! Yayyyy Pretty Pretty Paper!

Love: For Me

And speaking of Wild Things, as you all go off to your weekends of wild rumpuses, I wanted to leave you with a story that reminds me of what love really feels like, as told by the woman who introduced me to the word blog:A little boy (maybe 5 years old) wrote to Maurice Sendak telling him how much he loved his books, his drawings, everything about him. As you might imagine, Sendak gets a lot of fan mail, but he was so moved by this one that he wrote the boy back and enclosed an original drawing, just for him.

The boy was so overjoyed when he received the drawing that he ate it, the entire thing, every last shred of pulp and ink.

His mom wrote back to the author, telling him the story. Sendak was thrilled, saying that that was the greatest compliment he had ever received.

Go, go, go. Go find yourself something you love, and eat it all up.

Beginnings.
There is something inexplicable wonderful, and also sometimes almost spooky, about having a photographer with an artistic sensibilities so close to your own. Particularly if, like me, you have a very specific and quirky visual sense... This morning, this wonderful package arrived in the post from Heather and Jon, of One Love Photo. How perfect is that? And yes, that's a Nikki McClure card. Those delightfully packaged things are our DVDs of pictures, which means that wedding week is next week. *Our* wedding week.

I wrote a sequence of small posts where I tried to capture a bit of each part of the wedding, right after we got back from our honeymoon. Next week I'll be sharing the vignettes in chronological order. It's bittersweet for me, sharing our wedding here. I've been writing about the process for so long that writing the final chapter is both hard and wonderful.
Continue reading Beginnings.