Saturday, June 25, 2011

It's Whats on top that Counts

Hehe - that title could mean anything!

Anyway, Hive, it's about time I got you guys caught up on everything I didn't get to before the wedding. Thanks for bearing with me as I took some time to come around. I still have residual weird angry and bitter feelings about coping with our wedding actually being over, but BM Mang just sent me some photos she took on our wedding day and looking through them really perked me up. I'm thinking that I'll be back on top of the world when we get our pro pics.

Anyway - back to why we're here! I have a big topic to talk about today - you know what it is - the elusive cake topper!t

Originally I wanted a monogram cake topper, like the one above, but preferably with lower case Helvetica letters in .75" thick clear acrylic. . . .Yeah, that was what a had in mind. It's only a trifle super specific.

But then I was thinking and Mr. Giraffe, bless his poor non-designer heart, does not share the same love of Helvetica that I do.
Famous Helvetica poster (there's an "I hate you" one too!) via Veer

Anyway, we started to brain storm. What was something we both loved, that could really represent both of us, and look good on our cake?

The answer was simple, Uglydolls!! I mean, they've been a big part of our relationship, and Mr. G even used one to propose. Our favorite Uglydolls are Babo and Wage (. . .which both happen to be in our wedding colors, thank goodness) so we knew that we had to use them.

I had our cake topper made on Etsy back when they had Alchemy. All I needed was etsy seller Amazing Owl and a photo like this:
A quick Illustrator mock up.

I know what you're all thinking, but just you wait.

Ah! Could you just die with cuteness?! I could! I cannot wait to see these guys on our cake. Well, I mean, I've all ready seen them on our cake, but I mean in pictures of course ;-).

What are you guys topping it off with?

Friday, June 3, 2011

Don't Cry Because it's Over...

"Smile because it happened."

Or at least that's what Dr. Seuss tells you to do. . . or the quote that Mr. Giraffe keeps telling me to do.

See, here's the thing, Hive. . . In the interest of full disclosure, I'm going to be honest with you all. I feel conflicted about our wedding. I can look back and key into my feelings on that day and I remember how I felt: entirely blissful, glowing, sheer happiness. That's the thing, I remember feeling that way, I remember telling Mama Giraffe that it was the best day of my life, I remember crying uncontrollably right after our ceremony (but before pictures -oops) because I was so overwhelmed with emotions and happiness.

I know that's how I felt; I remember it, but I don't feel that way anymore.

Mr. G and I had a long talk about this while we ate dinner our the beach during our honeymoon, but I'll break it down for you guys.

It's over.

The wedding is over and gone and I am so heartbroken about it. Yes, I realize that this is ridiculous, and possibly crazy, but its true. Moving and my new-ish job have kept me really busy, which is good, but it wasn't that long ago that I was busy with wedding stuff literally every weekend.

It's never going to happen again.

I knew that this wedding was only a one day deal going into it, but I feel like I didn't get to enjoy it enough, that it went too fast. Jetting off for our honeymoon a few hours after the reception was wonderful and kept me in a giant happiness bubble for a week, but now that bubble is gone. I don't want to blog anymore because it makes me sad. Sure, I have other projects to share with you that didn't make it to the 'Bee pre-wedding, but part of me keeps thinking "that's all in the past now." Mr. G looked at me like I was crazy when I told him that our 2.5 year engagement wasn't long enough.

The worst part? The last 2 weeks before the wedding were so stressful that I just wanted the day to finally get here. I wish that I would've relaxed more and enjoyed the ride, rather than let the stress get to me.

I remember reading 'Bee posts about post-wedding-depression and I didn't think anything of it, but I'm telling you guys, it's legit. As happy as I was on the day, now the thought of it is just bringing me down. How horrible is that?!

Luckily, finally moving into a home with Mr. G and starting our life together is a pretty big and exciting adventure, but I'm still dealing with letting go of our wedding. It was beautiful, and it was great, but I need to let it go. I need to smile because it happened, right?

Anybody else in the same boat? How are you dealing with it?