Plenty of comments about them in person and on Facebook.
And, confession, I'm being really vain about them.
I'm pleased with them; I think we look great.
A very attractive couple, indeed.
Now that pictures are out of the way, we can move onto the next matter.
Woe #49: Choosing an announcement and pictures for it isn't as easy as you think.
Dave (our photographer) also owns Jaffa Printing, and will be designing and printing our announcements for a great price.
They're going to be made out of good material, have a great quality of printing, and cute envelopes and ceremony cards to insert.
The announcement is big, guys.
BIG.
My friends and family who don't know Trevor (and haven't seen him on Facebook... it's impossible to not see him seeing as I'm a Facebook whore) are going to look at this announcement, see the pictures, and judge us.
Judge him.
His friends and family who don't know me (and haven't seen me on Facebook... which again, is kind of impossible!) are going to see this announcement, see the pictures, and judge us.
Judge me.
And I don't mean judge in a bad way either!
I'm guilty of it; I'll get an announcement in the mail, look at the pictures of the bride and groom, and state my comments about it, good or bad.
{I think we all do it, especially the ladies.}
This announcement is going to be the determining factor whether or not people come to our reception.
This announcement is what our kids are going to see down the road.
This announcement is going to live on for a very, very long time.
We don't want something with a lot of folds.
We don't want something with a lot of pictures.
We don't want something with obnoxious text or colors.
Dad also said that kissing pictures were forbidden on the announcement.
{So that cuts out a lot of my brilliant ideas... thanks Dad...}
So, we decided on something two days ago, emailed Dave about it, and got a proof back for it this morning.
We love it.
Three cheers for Dave.
And another three cheers for Trev and I getting shit done.
Do you want one of our cute invites?
Well then, click here.
I promise, you won't regret it.
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