Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Public Service Announcement

Okay, I think I need to clarify some things....

A few days ago, I sent out itinerary's to all aunts, uncles, bridal party, and grandparents. These were just to give everyone a heads up that the wedding is a 3 day event. I have been made aware that this is causing some confusion. So here's the deal:


On the day of the wedding, everyone will be invited to the actual ceremony itself at St. Mary's. That has never changed and will not change. Of course we want everyone there!

Now, this is where the confusion may begin: after the ceremony, we are having an intimate dinner for about 50 people. This includes bridal party, grandparents, parents, siblings, and aunts and uncles only. As much as we would love to have all of our wonderful cousins and even friends there, we opted for a smaller dinner. But this is why we are having a brunch the next day:

The brunch is for about 250 people and really is going to be like a "normal" reception in a lot of ways. This is where we will have our first dance and cut the cake and show a slide show of pictures and do 500 miles (a must!!) etc, etc.

Also, these were NOT formal invitations. Those will be sent out in time. In the invitations, there will be separate mini invitations for the after-ceremony dinner and the brunch on Sunday. Again, please do not get offended if you do not get an invite to the dinner afterwards. We just have to keep it as small as possible.

Remember, we are buying a house. And this means we have to cut down. The important part is Bryce and I are getting married. We love each other and we want all of you to take part in that.

Hopefully this will clear things up. And please, feel free to ask me anything. I don't want anyone to be confused about anything! It makes me anxious, lol!


Love you all.

Monday, March 16, 2009

You should have seen it in color.

I recently blogged about Papa and some letters and pictures I found in the "junk" room. Well, I was driving back from class tonight and happened to come across this song on the radio. I think it explains how I felt reading these letters and looking at those pictures. It's also how Papa probably feels when he goes in that room (as I have caught him do a couple times). It actually made me kind of teary eyed. (I am not sure why I am so emotional about Papa all of a sudden!) The song is called "In Color" by Jamey Johnson:


Monday, March 9, 2009

Dude. Stamps were 8 cents in 1945.

As much as I argue with Papa and as much as he irritates me with his actions (or lack thereof these days), it's nice to take a moment or two to remind myself that he was not always this way. He was actually a very cool guy and someone who would give you the shirt off his back if he had to. Well, I got a little reminder today in the form of some old letters.

I am a history buff. I love watching The History Channel and enjoy reading about the past. I was actually a history major my first year at Bowling Green, until I realized you can't do squatola with it. I especially enjoy reading and learning about World War II (specifically the Holocaust, but that era in general). Papa was in the Navy Air Force during WWII, although he was never shipped overseas. But he always talks about how he flew planes.

There is a room in the house that has sort of become the designated "junk room". We pretty much use it to store everything that does not have a place in the house, i.e. seasonal decorations, suit cases, etc. In this room, there are also pictures. Tons and tons of pictures. I have actually spent a good couple of hours just going through all of these pictures. They are all of the various generations of Manwell's. It is really cool to kind of go back in time and try to imagine what life was like way back in the 1800's.

Today, I came across something that I don't know how I missed. I saw an envelope that was addressed to Mrs. D. Manwell. I thought they were letters to my grandma but upon further investigation, they were actually letters to Papa's mom. I about squeeled with glee and did a little happy dance! I mean, how cool is that? To actually read what about how he was feeling in 1945 during the war!? Well, I think it's cool anyways. Most of the letters are about how deadful the conditions were on his base but they are pretty funny and gives me a glimpse of what his life was like then. Here are a few pictures of the letters and pic of Papa when he was about 17 or 18 by one of his planes (you'll have to ignore the flash on the pic...it's a picture of a picture):