<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349</id><updated>2011-12-14T08:13:20.041-06:00</updated><category term='recaps'/><category term='veil'/><category term='Intro'/><category term='favors'/><category term='DIY'/><category term='Ring'/><category term='Centerpieces'/><category term='perfume'/><category term='shower'/><category term='Vendors'/><category term='Relationship'/><category term='photos'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='hair trial'/><category term='hair'/><category term='honeymoon'/><category term='candles'/><category term='STD'/><category term='gifts'/><category term='bridesmaids'/><category term='groomsmen'/><category term='guys&apos; attire'/><category term='cake'/><category term='decor'/><category term='Ceremony'/><category term='wedding recaps'/><category term='programs'/><category term='trial'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='table assignments'/><category term='photography'/><category term='dress'/><category term='napkins'/><category term='Reception'/><category term='music'/><category term='attire'/><category term='life'/><category term='bouquets'/><category term='jewelry'/><category term='engagement pictures'/><category term='Engagement'/><category term='make-up'/><category term='xande'/><category term='colors'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='Invitations'/><category term='e-pics'/><category term='to-do'/><category term='name changing'/><title type='text'>x &amp; e</title><subtitle type='html'>A tale of wedding planning from a DIY bride.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>113</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-9184045935145212004</id><published>2010-11-03T10:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T10:37:36.080-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding recaps'/><title type='text'>An Autumn Affair: Pictures</title><summary type='text'>After our last walk down the aisle, we made a beeline to the room where I got ready.  And there, we gathered there with our family and bridal party.  
We hugged.
﻿We smiled.

And many congratulations were shared.
Then we made our way back to the church sanctuary to take lots and lots of pictures.



Finally, it was time for us to make our way over to the reception.  
I surprised Mr. Beagle by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/9184045935145212004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/11/autumn-affair-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/9184045935145212004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/9184045935145212004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/11/autumn-affair-pictures.html' title='An Autumn Affair: Pictures'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/TLJl-TGkzbI/AAAAAAAAB9o/W4lbkz0nhf4/s72-c/10.24.09+W0222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-7818480925171193067</id><published>2010-11-02T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T16:33:30.542-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding recaps'/><title type='text'>An Autumn Affair:  Unification</title><summary type='text'>In lieu of the traditional unity candle, we decided incorporate a Hispanic unity ceremony.  My MIL read a brief explanation, while our Padrino/as performed each part of the ceremony.

The Lasso.﻿

The Arras.  Mr. Beagle was handed a box containing the arras and he then removed them and handed them to me.  We used the same lasso and arras that were used at my in-laws' wedding.

 The Biblia.  Mr. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/7818480925171193067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/11/autumn-affair-unification.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7818480925171193067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7818480925171193067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/11/autumn-affair-unification.html' title='An Autumn Affair:  Unification'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/TLJkMRIpk7I/AAAAAAAABJs/6_gy6JrI4FM/s72-c/10.24.09+W0193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-717849389871719655</id><published>2010-10-28T13:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T13:20:35.829-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding recaps'/><title type='text'>An Autumn Affair:  We Do</title><summary type='text'>
After our Pastor finished his message, Mr. Beagle's cousin serenaded everyone with a song, "The Prayer".


Yet another reason I wish I had a recording of our ceremony.  Charlotte Church is great, but cousin Beagle was better.﻿
All right everyone, I have a confession.  I've delayed posting more recaps because, *gulp* I don't remember our vows.  Apparently my husband doesn't either, so I don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/717849389871719655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/10/autumn-affair-we-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/717849389871719655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/717849389871719655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/10/autumn-affair-we-do.html' title='An Autumn Affair:  We Do'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/TLJjngPEgGI/AAAAAAAACr0/pRtwiM-tnN0/s72-c/10.24.09+W0133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-2362785513935078853</id><published>2010-10-21T09:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T09:44:16.840-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding recaps'/><title type='text'>An Autumn Affair:  The Ceremony</title><summary type='text'>Our church's assistant Pastor read a few scriptures.  It was a great way to include her in our ceremony, which we really wanted to do!    

I fell in love with this verse after Mrs. Cheese posted about it:
Ruth 1:16Entreat me not to leave you, or to return from following after you.  For where you go, I will go, and where you stay I will stay.  Your people will be my people, and your God will be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/2362785513935078853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/10/autumn-affair-ceremony.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/2362785513935078853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/2362785513935078853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/10/autumn-affair-ceremony.html' title='An Autumn Affair:  The Ceremony'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/TLJjQLuqwGI/AAAAAAAABxw/3-yUqqPMXgE/s72-c/10.24.09+W0094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-1849755647697925499</id><published>2010-10-18T09:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T20:56:40.049-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding recaps'/><title type='text'>An Autumn Affair:  Down the Aisle</title><summary type='text'>Thankfully (for me), the walk down the aisle was very, very short.

Pam gave my dress one last fluff to make sure the train was lying perfectly.


Funny story.  Pam had given me a tic-tac about ten minutes before I got to this point.   I was trying to calm my n, so I took a really deep breath.  ﻿The photo below shows me almost choking on the tic-tac.  
﻿There were so many thoughts running racing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/1849755647697925499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/10/autumn-affair-down-aisle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/1849755647697925499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/1849755647697925499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/10/autumn-affair-down-aisle.html' title='An Autumn Affair:  Down the Aisle'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/TLJjVz3v6DI/AAAAAAAABwg/GxIRWvH8-sE/s72-c/10.24.09+W0103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-8581219556256206265</id><published>2010-10-14T09:44:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T09:55:16.923-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding recaps'/><title type='text'>An Autumn Affair: The Countdown Begins</title><summary type='text'>﻿While I was holed up in my room getting ready, I kept wondering where the heck my father was.  (Cue more nerves).  And before I knew it, the time had come to line up outside.

There, I found my dad waiting for me.



My church has a wall in it's entryway that is covered in crosses that church members have donated.  This is one of my favorite pictures of my dad and me.  Now, if only I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/8581219556256206265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/10/autumn-affair-countdown-begins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8581219556256206265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8581219556256206265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/10/autumn-affair-countdown-begins.html' title='An Autumn Affair: The Countdown Begins'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/TLJib_xg8wI/AAAAAAAABvo/43aohtSHzaY/s72-c/10.24.09+W0068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-8104587097777031750</id><published>2010-10-13T08:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T08:41:29.779-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding recaps'/><title type='text'>An Autumn Affair:  Dress Time</title><summary type='text'>Finally, it was time to transform into a bride!

Old and borrowed.  The bracelet and necklace my mom wore on her wedding day.

New earrings that I loved. (from etsy shop Favor)

Blue.  I didn't have something blue, but I think my day turned out pretty perfect nonetheless. 
Sister Beagle helped me into my dress.

Yay!  My dress still fit!Earrings? Check.﻿﻿
Shoes? Check.
Veil?  Check.

Bouquet?  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/8104587097777031750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/10/autumn-affair-dress-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8104587097777031750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8104587097777031750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/10/autumn-affair-dress-time.html' title='An Autumn Affair:  Dress Time'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/TLNBAZpFa-I/AAAAAAAABn8/soG61JzjjwQ/s72-c/10.24.09+W0652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-2572236822288848624</id><published>2010-10-12T08:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T08:02:33.099-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding recaps'/><title type='text'>An Autumn Affair:  The Guys</title><summary type='text'>While I spent my morning tying up loose ends and getting myself pretty, Mr. Beagle's morning was far more slow paced.  He enjoyed a late breakfast with his brother, hung out with his groomsmen, and finally put his suit on and headed over to the church.



He may look calm here, but later that evening, Mr. Beagle confessed that he was just as nervous as I was.  (Or maybe he was just saying that to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/2572236822288848624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/10/autumn-affair-guys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/2572236822288848624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/2572236822288848624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/10/autumn-affair-guys.html' title='An Autumn Affair:  The Guys'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/TLJh4K59fuI/AAAAAAAAA9I/EozoyeOOoro/s72-c/10.24.09+W0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-3143335625501104118</id><published>2010-10-11T12:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T12:12:20.718-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding recaps'/><title type='text'>An Autumn Affair:  Get Me to the Church!</title><summary type='text'>On the morning of our wedding, I woke up surprisingly calm.  My cousin, bridesmaid S, and best girl, Sister Beagle stayed over at my house after the rehearsal dinner, while my soon-to-be husband stayed elsewhere.  We decided not to see each other until the ceremony, so my morning was without any major time constraints.  I finished putting the last minute touches on the bouts and bouquets while </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/3143335625501104118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/10/autumn-affair-get-me-to-church.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/3143335625501104118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/3143335625501104118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/10/autumn-affair-get-me-to-church.html' title='An Autumn Affair:  Get Me to the Church!'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/TLJh7RWnz9I/AAAAAAAAA9c/dIXjv4in8Tg/s72-c/10.24.09+W0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-5527702924587707803</id><published>2010-08-03T09:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T09:51:18.581-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recaps'/><title type='text'>An Autumn Affair in Austin:  Rehearsal Time!</title><summary type='text'>Why hello there all, and long time no see!  Maybe some of you might remember me, but if you don’t, I got married nine months ago (gosh, has it been that long?!) and now you’ll get to hear (and see) all about it :)

The day before the big day, I woke up exhausted.  I spent most of the week running errands and finishing up last minute projects and I really could have used a long nap or vacation.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/5527702924587707803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/08/autumn-affair-in-austin-rehearsal-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/5527702924587707803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/5527702924587707803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/08/autumn-affair-in-austin-rehearsal-time.html' title='An Autumn Affair in Austin:  Rehearsal Time!'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/TFMcp2we-YI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/uh4SC5pTd5U/s72-c/15_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-3243340566936416137</id><published>2010-04-18T19:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T19:04:00.398-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='programs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='table assignments'/><title type='text'>Last Minute Project(s): Prettified Pots + Paper Products &amp; Programs</title><summary type='text'>Alliteration much?
Part 1: Prettified Pots 
I ended up doing our table assignments, um, the week before our wedding- finishing the last of them around fifteen minutes before we left for our rehearsal.  This is something I would NOT recommend, as it was NOT  fun, at all.  I knew I didn’t want to have place cards, just escort cards (if you don’t know the difference- I didn’t- read here), and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/3243340566936416137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-minute-projects-prettified-pots.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/3243340566936416137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/3243340566936416137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-minute-projects-prettified-pots.html' title='Last Minute Project(s): Prettified Pots + Paper Products &amp; Programs'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/S8j699Fr4PI/AAAAAAAAA1k/AAeGQ5zp53A/s72-c/IMG_3613_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-9062278337444614842</id><published>2010-04-07T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T10:26:04.237-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridesmaids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='groomsmen'/><title type='text'>Last Minute Project: Wedding Party Gifts</title><summary type='text'>First up: The Guys
I had absolutely no idea what Mr. Beagle’s groomsmen would like as gifts, so I let him take full control of the reigns on this task. He started and ended his search online, getting all that he needed from this site. For the groomsmen, Papa Beagle, and FIL Beagle, he decided to get very large beer mugs, personalized with their initials:

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The ushers got flasks, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/9062278337444614842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-minute-project-wedding-party-gifts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/9062278337444614842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/9062278337444614842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-minute-project-wedding-party-gifts.html' title='Last Minute Project: Wedding Party Gifts'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/S7vvvTKpwKI/AAAAAAAAA0w/WPmKjOUX49Q/s72-c/IMG_3559%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-2560056685438710977</id><published>2010-04-05T17:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T17:00:02.349-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeymoon'/><title type='text'>Beagles at the Beach: Part IV</title><summary type='text'>After our excursions to Cabo San Lucas and Santa Maria, we spent the next few days exploring the city closest to where we were staying:  San Jose del Cabo.  In this small town, resides a beautiful mission, which is the foundation of the city.

  This is a close up of the tiled detail above the church entrance:


The alter:


In Hispanic Catholic culture, the Virgin Mary is a very important figure</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/2560056685438710977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/04/beagles-at-beach-part-iv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/2560056685438710977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/2560056685438710977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/04/beagles-at-beach-part-iv.html' title='Beagles at the Beach: Part IV'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/S7aEbe1a1bI/AAAAAAAAAxk/Ho3vOmSBPgg/s72-c/IMG_3302_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-6634757359153567866</id><published>2010-04-05T13:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T13:59:32.731-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfume'/><title type='text'>Last Minute Project:  Finding My Scent</title><summary type='text'>Three days before the wedding, I realized I still did not have a perfume to wear on our wedding day.  I think it was one of those items on my checklist that I kept putting off because I thought it wouldn't take long (yeah, right).  So, three days before the wedding, I treked over to my nearest Ulta in hopes of finding the perfect scent.  Something that would knock Mr. Beagle's socks off, in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/6634757359153567866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-minute-project-finding-my-scent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6634757359153567866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6634757359153567866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-minute-project-finding-my-scent.html' title='Last Minute Project:  Finding My Scent'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-8786390323355924761</id><published>2010-04-04T17:00:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T17:00:01.601-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeymoon'/><title type='text'>Beagles on the Beach: Part III</title><summary type='text'>**I’ll warn you ahead of time, this post includes a TON of pictures.

After we spent an entire day playing tourist in Cabo San Lucas, Mr. Beagle and I were more than ready to relax on a boat and indulge in some good food and drinks.  Finally, after waiting by the dock, it was time to board the huge catamaran that would take us to see the famous arches.


By the time we left the harbor, the sun </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/8786390323355924761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/04/beagles-on-beach-part-iii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8786390323355924761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8786390323355924761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/04/beagles-on-beach-part-iii.html' title='Beagles on the Beach: Part III'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/S7Zh0nV6O2I/AAAAAAAAAtE/iMUihL18Mbg/s72-c/IMG_3156_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-8985186661609827519</id><published>2010-03-11T13:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T13:57:52.158-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favors'/><title type='text'>Favor Food</title><summary type='text'>For our wedding, it was super easy to decide on what we wanted to give away as favors.  I, for one, am a huge fan of all things sweet and knew it would be the perfect food item to send home with our guests.  (And you can read more about our choice here).

So when I came across this site today, via this blog, I knew I had to share it with y'all because I think it would make the perfect addition to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/8985186661609827519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/03/favor-food.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8985186661609827519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8985186661609827519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/03/favor-food.html' title='Favor Food'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gLGOsirSkHc/Sr6F8LobuWI/AAAAAAAAKGc/suASx4uoaqc/s72-c/cherry+pie+jar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-6763914686420161712</id><published>2010-01-13T12:34:00.125-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T13:56:52.967-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wedding Isn't Always Sunshine and Unicorns</title><summary type='text'>When I saw this post on A Practical Wedding today, I felt like someone knocked the air out of me.  Not only could I completely relate, but I wished someone would have discussed such a question on this topic while I was planning.  I'm always at odds on how much is too much to be shared on the internet, but I would like to share my experience if it will help someone out there.

My mom passed away </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/6763914686420161712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/01/weddings-arn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6763914686420161712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6763914686420161712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/01/weddings-arn.html' title='A Wedding Isn&apos;t Always Sunshine and Unicorns'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-5232400801909795043</id><published>2010-01-04T19:56:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:05:55.432-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Beagles at the Beach:  Part II</title><summary type='text'>After we spent a full day relaxing by our pool and along the beach by our hotel, we were ready for a little more adventure in the next day of our trip.  We browsed through a few of the activities the hotel suggested and settled on a "Sunset Cruise" that departed from the marina in Cabo San Lucas later that evening.  To ensure that we were able to find departure point (and be there on time), we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/5232400801909795043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/01/beagles-at-beach-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/5232400801909795043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/5232400801909795043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2010/01/beagles-at-beach-part-ii.html' title='Beagles at the Beach:  Part II'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/Sz_zsddGbAI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/zgs-EBqpVSw/s72-c/IMG_3107_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-5006747544113206394</id><published>2009-12-28T21:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T07:39:12.967-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeymoon'/><title type='text'>Beagles at the Beach:  Part I</title><summary type='text'>Since I'm still sorting through and organizing our wedding pics (!!!), I decided to start recaps our honeymoon in the mean time.

We had originally considered postponing our honeymoon to sometime in 2010, but I am so glad we decided to go soon after the wedding (we left the following week).  We were in dire need of some rest and relaxation and it was nice to take a break from "real life", even if</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/5006747544113206394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/12/beagles-at-beach-part-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/5006747544113206394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/5006747544113206394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/12/beagles-at-beach-part-i.html' title='Beagles at the Beach:  Part I'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/SzltXMYTC0I/AAAAAAAAAp4/oxLjULpJ5ZY/s72-c/IMG_3103_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-564185181328232787</id><published>2009-12-17T21:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T21:38:12.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Minute Project:  Cake Topper</title><summary type='text'>I guess I should back up a second here.  Before I start talking about our cake topper, I should really discuss our cake first.  I wanted something simple, tiered, no fondant.... that was pretty much the extent of my criteria.  I have seen our baker's handy work at the wedding of a good friend that I attended:




So I knew that our baker would do a wonderful job no matter what I specified, but I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/564185181328232787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-minute-project-cake-topper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/564185181328232787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/564185181328232787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-minute-project-cake-topper.html' title='Last Minute Project:  Cake Topper'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/SyrvCU6MEsI/AAAAAAAAApg/4Zo-NDkXIIg/s72-c/IMG_1377_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-3704096750829142951</id><published>2009-12-17T17:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T17:06:43.319-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Minute Project:  Bathroom Basket(s)</title><summary type='text'>When I first saw our venue, I knew I wanted to include a cute basket full of goodies in the women's restroom.  Women are pretty easy to figure out as far as needs go:



I ended up finding some cute baskets on sale (for half off!) at JoAnns.  The cloth covering inside the basket was originally beige and of course I just had to dye it purple- I used Rit dye and followed the instructions on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/3704096750829142951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-minute-project-bathroom-baskets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/3704096750829142951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/3704096750829142951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-minute-project-bathroom-baskets.html' title='Last Minute Project:  Bathroom Basket(s)'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/Syl2bujAsZI/AAAAAAAAApA/OsaeFv3TVKs/s72-c/IMG_3037_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-7092538811361410830</id><published>2009-11-25T09:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T09:57:05.408-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We've Come a Long Way</title><summary type='text'>It took nearly 7 years to get here, but we're here.  We've gone from this:


(taken around the time we transitioned from "just friends" to officially dating)

To this:


Happy Month-a-versary Mr. Beagle!!!!! 
Although the last month has gone by entirely to quickly for us, we have enjoyed every second of it.  Since this is our first official anniversary, we celebrated with a nice dinner out at one</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/7092538811361410830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/11/weve-come-long-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7092538811361410830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7092538811361410830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/11/weve-come-long-way.html' title='We&apos;ve Come a Long Way'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/Sv3r0ioH_DI/AAAAAAAAAng/_LQbCdOrFcM/s72-c/10.24.09+W0279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-6355057945758264150</id><published>2009-11-19T09:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T11:20:11.248-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Moment of Weakness</title><summary type='text'>After I got married, I assumed I would give up my obsession with wedding blogs.  Even in the weeks leading up to our wedding I refused to look at wedding inpiration sites because 1) I had no time or, more importantly, 2) I was fearful I would end up seeing some detail or project that I would fall in love with and need to incorporate into our event or, even worse, 3) that I would see a gorgeous </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/6355057945758264150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/11/moment-of-weakness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6355057945758264150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6355057945758264150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/11/moment-of-weakness.html' title='A Moment of Weakness'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-3801206606091786965</id><published>2009-11-01T18:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T18:00:02.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>PWC-Post Wedding Chop</title><summary type='text'>Like others that have gone before me, I was sooooo ready for a change after the wedding.  So ready that I made a hair appointment for the following Friday.  Here's the before (taken about a month ago at my final shower with my sister- can you see the resemblance :) ?):My hair has been about the same length and style for around 3 years, until now:Bangs!  I haven't had them since I was about ten :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/3801206606091786965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/11/pwc-post-wedding-chop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/3801206606091786965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/3801206606091786965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/11/pwc-post-wedding-chop.html' title='PWC-Post Wedding Chop'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/SutiIvyJLbI/AAAAAAAAAnM/qWvMyp-IWEI/s72-c/IMG_2936_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-1646668640735497657</id><published>2009-10-29T07:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T07:51:24.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day-After Traditions</title><summary type='text'> sourceIn Mr. Beagle's family, they have a tradition of gathering as a family and eating Menudo, which is a spicy soup usually served for breakfast, on the morning after the wedding. Although I've tried this soup, I'm not a big fan of it (it's one of those things that you either love or hate), but Mr. Beagle loves it. So, Sunday morning, we trekked over to my new in-laws' house for breakfast. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/1646668640735497657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-after-traditions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/1646668640735497657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/1646668640735497657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-after-traditions.html' title='Day-After Traditions'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/26/170083897_e4ce950bf6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-4225541077035216565</id><published>2009-10-27T14:16:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T14:55:15.848-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mascara Alternative:  Dyed Lashes</title><summary type='text'>Yay, I'm Married! (Okay, now that I've got that out of my system.... :) )On Saturday, after my hair was set and my make-up was being prepped, I voiced my concern about mascara to my stylist. The problem is that I already have long, thick lashes and, therefor, I don't wear mascara often. Because of this, It feels weird when I have it on and I think it makes my eyes look odd. That's when my stylist</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/4225541077035216565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/10/mascara-alternative-dyed-lashes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/4225541077035216565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/4225541077035216565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/10/mascara-alternative-dyed-lashes.html' title='Mascara Alternative:  Dyed Lashes'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-4054835072263572905</id><published>2009-10-23T22:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T22:48:15.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Last Post</title><summary type='text'>...until I'm a Mrs.!To Mr. Beagle, tomorrow I will be marrying my best friend.  Through all are ups and downs I know now, more than ever, that this is the best choice for me and I can't hardly wait.  I had a wonderful time with you at our rehearsal tonight, but I know that the real deal will be even better.  Thanks for putting up with all my faults and supporting me through thick and then.  You </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/4054835072263572905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-last-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/4054835072263572905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/4054835072263572905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-last-post.html' title='One Last Post'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-5980488291154393533</id><published>2009-10-20T11:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T12:14:39.985-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Burdens of Technology</title><summary type='text'>sourceI know we are all too familiar with the cheesy "silence your phone" commercials during movie previews.  Practically everyone owns a cell phone today, and while most people are used to silencing it during meetings, church, etc., I think it is important to remind people that a wedding is also the occasion to "unplug".  In fact at one wedding that Mr. Beagle and I attended, the church was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/5980488291154393533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/10/burdens-of-technology.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/5980488291154393533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/5980488291154393533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/10/burdens-of-technology.html' title='The Burdens of Technology'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-8935720427373251506</id><published>2009-10-15T18:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T18:33:09.085-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Theft at a Wedding</title><summary type='text'>sourceThis past weekend, my FILs attended a wedding at a hotel here in Austin.  They had a wonderful time, but we were appalled, as were they, when they proceeded to retell us the story of the card box.Apparently the card basket was located outside of the reception area, in the foyer.  There was a security guard on duty and the couple had also hired a wedding coordinator.  At some point during </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/8935720427373251506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/10/theft-at-wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8935720427373251506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8935720427373251506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/10/theft-at-wedding.html' title='Theft at a Wedding'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3g742JOHG6U/SKdgsAHeTYI/AAAAAAAAAVU/zwNZ3ME8o5w/s72-c/thief.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-2482157766336483061</id><published>2009-10-15T12:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T12:57:21.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cake Stand</title><summary type='text'>This is one item I thought I didn't need.  That was before wedding planning.  After we picked out our cake, the baker offered to rent us a cake stand similar to this:source The catch?  It was going to cost us $45 (for something I can't keep?!? uh, no thanks).  At first I was going to forgo one all together, but then I kept seeing pictures like this:all courtesy of MarthaThus, my search for a cake</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/2482157766336483061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/10/cake-stand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/2482157766336483061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/2482157766336483061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/10/cake-stand.html' title='A Cake Stand'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/StdcQBjS9EI/AAAAAAAAAms/syMQyYZtU14/s72-c/IMG_2775_1_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-566946023082326066</id><published>2009-10-08T21:00:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T22:47:11.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beagle Invites</title><summary type='text'>Our invitations were semi-DIY.  I ordered the actual invite and rsvp card from the White Aisle.  Rebecca was really sweet and easy to work with- our invitations arrived in perfect order and on time!  I decided to DIY the map and assemble them myself to save some money... although looking back I think what I saved in money was eaten up in the time I spent putting them together.I originally planned</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/566946023082326066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/10/beagle-invites.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/566946023082326066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/566946023082326066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/10/beagle-invites.html' title='Beagle Invites'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/Ss6fE2bf_8I/AAAAAAAAAkk/dfHlzzov6vQ/s72-c/IMG_2974_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-6459363694302375609</id><published>2009-10-05T08:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T08:18:58.215-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Really Happening</title><summary type='text'>Hi, I'm Miss Beagle.  I used to blog here more frequently, but recently I find that I am swamped with starting last minute projects and wrapping up projects that I started a long time ago. All the cute posts full of DIY tutorials and pictures (um, like of my invitations that I've been meaning to post for the last two weeks!!!....) seem to keep getting pushed back.  I will try my hardest to get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/6459363694302375609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-really-happening.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6459363694302375609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6459363694302375609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-really-happening.html' title='It&apos;s Really Happening'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-5933012931155843444</id><published>2009-10-01T10:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T10:27:22.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When it comes to music, I'm lost...</title><summary type='text'>I think my biggest fear about our wedding, is that no one will dance at the reception.  That it will be boring.  That our guests won't have fun.  That our families and friends won't mix and mingle.  I think it all boils down to our playlist, which we have yet to get started on because, really, we don't know where to start!

I've got the dinner music down and, though I haven't blogged about it yet</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/5933012931155843444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-it-comes-to-music-im-lost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/5933012931155843444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/5933012931155843444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-it-comes-to-music-im-lost.html' title='When it comes to music, I&apos;m lost...'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-9223263385668345535</id><published>2009-09-29T10:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T10:38:43.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Lasso, Arras, Biblio</title><summary type='text'>In lieu of a unity candle, Mr. Beagle and I have decided to incorporate an aspect of his culture into our ceremony.  In Hispanic culture, there are three traditions during the ceremony that represent the couple's new unity.  

The Lasso:



Mr. &amp; Mrs. Hydrangea


It is essentially a large rosary, usually beaded or made of satin, with two loops so that it can be placed around the bride and groom.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/9223263385668345535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/09/wedding-lasso-arras-biblio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/9223263385668345535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/9223263385668345535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/09/wedding-lasso-arras-biblio.html' title='Wedding Lasso, Arras, Biblio'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-5922328872198990</id><published>2009-09-22T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T14:16:32.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Old &amp; Borrowed</title><summary type='text'>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</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/5922328872198990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/09/old-borrowed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/5922328872198990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/5922328872198990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/09/old-borrowed.html' title='Old &amp; Borrowed'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/SrgNTbHKolI/AAAAAAAAAj8/GYrKZvTxGjg/s72-c/IMG_2841_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-1286832059439791973</id><published>2009-09-16T10:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T10:53:49.468-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Party After the Party</title><summary type='text'>With time flying by, we are rushing to get all the details for our wedding day lined up and in order. At this point, we are still trying to figure out what we want to do after the reception. We will be making our grand exit around 10:30, so it won't be too late. At this point, we have no set plans for a day-after brunch and we won't be leaving for our honeymoon until the following week. Taking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/1286832059439791973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/09/party-after-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/1286832059439791973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/1286832059439791973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/09/party-after-party.html' title='The Party After the Party'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-6499629716584894396</id><published>2009-09-11T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T11:36:49.307-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And Then There Were Three</title><summary type='text'>Or I guess it would be four if you count my other ring. 

About a month or so ago, Mr. Beagle and I finally completed our shopping for wedding rings. His requests were simple: inexpensive, no diamonds. We browsed through some jewelry stores, but the white gold rings were more than he wanted to spend and the tungsten/titanium rings seemed overpriced. After I saw Miss Lab's post on online ring </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/6499629716584894396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-then-there-were-three.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6499629716584894396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6499629716584894396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-then-there-were-three.html' title='And Then There Were Three'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/Sqh4yf9CZvI/AAAAAAAAAjk/PUrhgsIQ7o0/s72-c/IMG_2781_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-1586089262893794165</id><published>2009-09-08T13:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T14:49:02.404-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Invitations'/><title type='text'>The Invitations: Part I- Lessons Learned</title><summary type='text'>As I write this post, our invitations are on their merry way to our guests, anxiously waiting to be opened (or maybe that's just me that is anxious).  In the mean time, I thought I would fill you in on our invitation deets:I ordered the invitations and rsvp cards, and respective envelopes, from the White Aisle.  Rebecca was really sweet and was super easy to work with.  I'm extremely happy with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/1586089262893794165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/09/invitations-part-i-lessons-learned.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/1586089262893794165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/1586089262893794165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/09/invitations-part-i-lessons-learned.html' title='The Invitations: Part I- Lessons Learned'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-6733020780994508663</id><published>2009-09-08T08:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T08:46:01.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting Go</title><summary type='text'>Confession:  I have a really hard time asking for help.  I think I can do everything on my own (and by "everything", I mean everything) and even when help is offered, I usually, politely, turn it down.  I would like to think that this is because I don't want to burden anyone with mindless wedding tasks that I'm scrambling to get done (thank you, procrastination).  However, I think the underlying </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/6733020780994508663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/09/letting-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6733020780994508663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6733020780994508663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/09/letting-go.html' title='Letting Go'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-644541756825068192</id><published>2009-09-02T10:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T10:10:38.480-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeymoon'/><title type='text'>Honeymooning</title><summary type='text'>source
Cabo, here we come (in 8 weeks :))!

Mr. Beagle's parents (my future in-laws!!!!) have graciously gifted us use of their timeshare.  After the mister and I browsed through a few different locations, we decided on the timeshare in Cabo.  Mr. Beagle expressed interest in going somewhere outside the U.S. and somewhere with beaches, so this seemed to fit the bill.  Although I have been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/644541756825068192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/09/honeymooning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/644541756825068192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/644541756825068192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/09/honeymooning.html' title='Honeymooning'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-4236193226429755344</id><published>2009-08-28T18:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T18:42:53.036-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewelry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair trial'/><title type='text'>The Hair:  Part 2</title><summary type='text'>I went in for a second trial and Jeanie was as lovely as ever.  On the actual day of, the curls will be set longer so that everything doesn't just fall out as soon as I take my hair down (which was kind of the case after the trial... well that and Texas weather).  Please note, it is really hard to take pictures of the back of your own head.



I'm going to play around with it a bit between now </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/4236193226429755344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/08/hair-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/4236193226429755344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/4236193226429755344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/08/hair-part-2.html' title='The Hair:  Part 2'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/SphjMHSp-LI/AAAAAAAAAiE/n3fOUoOuFTI/s72-c/IMG_2734_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-380175737074031412</id><published>2009-08-28T14:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T14:27:24.749-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair &amp; Make-up:  Part 1</title><summary type='text'>I'll warn you ahead of time, this post is filled with lots of pictures of moi.  Last Friday, I had my hair/make-up trial.  Even though I had plenty of time to prep for this, I went in uncertain of exactly what I wanted.  I showed Jeanie my inspiration pictures and after a few minutes of deliberating (and taking in to account factors such as the Texas humidity), I decided to go with an up-do.

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/380175737074031412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/08/hair-make-up-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/380175737074031412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/380175737074031412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/08/hair-make-up-part-1.html' title='Hair &amp; Make-up:  Part 1'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/SpgJcMLj0SI/AAAAAAAAAgk/O09QqBpbIqQ/s72-c/IMG_2603_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-7629205953068669475</id><published>2009-08-27T09:13:00.036-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T09:20:08.674-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair trial'/><title type='text'>Hair Trial...the Second Round</title><summary type='text'>Last Friday I went to my hair and make-up trial, which I hope to post pictures of soon.  Though I loved the make-up, I didn't love the hair so much.  My stylist, Jeanie, did a wonderful job, but because my hair is thick and longish, the low updo she styled was a) large and stuck out more than the lovely do's on my inspiration photos and b) was heavy and made my head hurt.  Thus, tomorrow I will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/7629205953068669475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/08/hair-trialthe-second-round.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7629205953068669475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7629205953068669475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/08/hair-trialthe-second-round.html' title='Hair Trial...the Second Round'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-7248197412435780256</id><published>2009-08-26T15:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T15:06:37.271-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bee's Life: The Beagle Edition</title><summary type='text'>My Introduction to the Weblog: 
Until 2007, (like many of the Bees) the only internet related reading I did was news headlines and stories on the BBC.  I had no idea that such an expansive world of internet literature covering anything from cooking to politics existed.  Enter Etsy.  I believe I was searching the internet realm for information on Lupus when I came across an Etsy seller who was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/7248197412435780256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/08/bees-life-beagle-edition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7248197412435780256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7248197412435780256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/08/bees-life-beagle-edition.html' title='A Bee&apos;s Life: The Beagle Edition'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-672736347146212452</id><published>2009-08-18T11:08:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:39:43.487-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xande'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ceremony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Down the Aisle</title><summary type='text'>Soon after I got engaged, I knew I wanted to incorporate this song into our processional:I love Amelie- it's such a beautiful movie with beautiful music and if you haven't seen it yet, you need to watch it. Right now. This song gives me chills everytime I listen to it. Even though our aisle is relatively short, I'm not sure I can get 5 bridesmaids and myself down the aisle in under 3 minutes.To </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/672736347146212452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/08/down-aisle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/672736347146212452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/672736347146212452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/08/down-aisle.html' title='Down the Aisle'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-5454889248270625512</id><published>2009-08-18T08:35:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:39:43.488-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make-up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xande'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trial'/><title type='text'>Decisions, Decisions...</title><summary type='text'>On Friday, I have my hair and make-up trial and I'm still indecisive on what I want the stylist to do. I'm stuck between two styles:Low Updo:sourceWB Reader ScooterdoodleOr Down: Overall, I want a romantic style with loose curls. My only dilemma is whether or not I should wear my hair up. I always wear my hair up... which is why I would like something a little different for our wedding. I'm also </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/5454889248270625512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/08/decisions-decisions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/5454889248270625512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/5454889248270625512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/08/decisions-decisions.html' title='Decisions, Decisions...'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-4880252101693551771</id><published>2009-08-12T10:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:39:43.489-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xande'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decor'/><title type='text'>I Must Be Crazy....</title><summary type='text'>...because I found something else to DIY.Our ceremony will take place in the church I grew up in. They just recently built a new addition to house the sanctuary and I have had a hard time figuring out what I wanted to use for decor.I wish I had pictures, but I don't. So you're just going to have to picture this in your head: the sanctuary is very open, with stained concrete floors, modern light </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/4880252101693551771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-must-be-crazy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/4880252101693551771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/4880252101693551771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-must-be-crazy.html' title='I Must Be Crazy....'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3081/2294251224_89f300b1b7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-4390321440312145283</id><published>2009-08-06T10:45:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:39:43.698-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xande'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><title type='text'>Crowned</title><summary type='text'>Here is a cake topper option that I hadn't considered before. That is, until I saw these:source sourcesourceThat last one is absolutely my favorite.  I love how it seems both rustic and whimsical *sigh*.  If I hadn't started making my cake topper (yet another DIY project..I know) I would run out and buy one right. now.Are you having a traditional or non-tradtional cake topper?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/4390321440312145283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/08/crowned.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/4390321440312145283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/4390321440312145283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/08/crowned.html' title='Crowned'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-2433317676283859336</id><published>2009-08-05T15:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:39:43.699-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xande'/><title type='text'>Cocktail Napkins</title><summary type='text'>....or the project that will consume me.Remember when I posted about this way back when?sourceOh, napkin quilt, you will be my downfall! You see, I'm the type of person who, once they get it in their stubborn head that they will do something, does it... at whatever cost. In this case, it would be making napkins for our guests to be used during the cocktail hour (so that I can later sew them into </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/2433317676283859336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/08/cocktail-napkins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/2433317676283859336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/2433317676283859336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/08/cocktail-napkins.html' title='Cocktail Napkins'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/Sni7330QGrI/AAAAAAAAAd8/Lis7qdvcesM/s72-c/IMG_2568_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-7530136917106848416</id><published>2009-07-30T11:25:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:39:43.699-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeymoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xande'/><title type='text'>The Week-After-Moon:  I Don't Know Where to Begin</title><summary type='text'>I think my ideal honeymoon would involve a three week European tour filled with a combination of exploration and relaxation. This, however, is not possible for us at the moment *makes a sad face*. We have neither the available time off, nor the funds.Despite foregoing our dream trip, I really want to take a smallish vacation after our wedding because 1) we haven't been on vacation in over a year </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/7530136917106848416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/07/week-after-moon-i-dont-know-where-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7530136917106848416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7530136917106848416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/07/week-after-moon-i-dont-know-where-to.html' title='The Week-After-Moon:  I Don&apos;t Know Where to Begin'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-7930695922643992817</id><published>2009-07-30T08:32:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:39:43.700-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xande'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><title type='text'>Alternative Groom's Cake</title><summary type='text'>We've decided on our wedding cake (yes... there will be a post on this soon), but in the south, the groom usually has a cake too. From my experience, the groom's cake is usually chocolate..... but Mr. Beagle hates chocolate.source In some cases, the groom's cake also represents his hobbies/likes/interests.  sourcesource sourcesourceWhile the idea of representing Mr. Beagle through a cake is nice,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/7930695922643992817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/07/alternative-grooms-cake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7930695922643992817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7930695922643992817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/07/alternative-grooms-cake.html' title='Alternative Groom&apos;s Cake'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/239/521606073_38e7ed99cc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-6513017077561869143</id><published>2009-07-23T17:56:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:39:43.700-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xande'/><title type='text'>The Other Ring</title><summary type='text'>I'm not talking about my wedding ring, nor am I talking about Mr. Beagle's ring (both of which I will blog about soon!).  And no, I have never been engaged or married before.I'm talking about the other ring... my stunt double ring if you will.Let me explain.  My engagement ring and wedding ring are more or less a set.  Even though they weren't sold as a set, they match nicely and look great </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/6513017077561869143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/07/other-ring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6513017077561869143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6513017077561869143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/07/other-ring.html' title='The Other Ring'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/SmjuzYMi1UI/AAAAAAAAAds/SzD-0ZNrtAs/s72-c/IMG_2515.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-6955178943881358636</id><published>2009-07-22T09:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:39:43.701-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xande'/><title type='text'>Bridal Blues</title><summary type='text'>I've talked about my fear of PWD and how I plan on handling that bump in the road when I get there.  However, recently, I've been experiencing feelings I hadn't expected.  In a nutshell, I've been feeling really down about the wedding.  I know some of it (okay, a lot of it) must come from my mom's passing, but I think there are other factors also.Mr. Beagle and I will have been engaged for 16 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/6955178943881358636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/07/bridal-blues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6955178943881358636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6955178943881358636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/07/bridal-blues.html' title='Bridal Blues'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-7201218126966875709</id><published>2009-07-18T21:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:39:43.701-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xande'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bouquets'/><title type='text'>Bouquet Preservation</title><summary type='text'>I haven't really decided what I'll do with the bouquets I'm making for my wedding.  I'm not sure if I will display them as is or if I will disassemble them and create something new from the remnants.  While searching through wedding blogs recently, I somehow came across these gorgeous paintings that are made from pressed bouquet flowers from Curly Art:If I was having a real bouquet, I would love </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/7201218126966875709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/07/bouquet-preservation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7201218126966875709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7201218126966875709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/07/bouquet-preservation.html' title='Bouquet Preservation'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-1772897004755220171</id><published>2009-07-16T15:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:39:43.702-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='name changing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xande'/><title type='text'>The Name Game</title><summary type='text'>I think before Mr. Beagle proposed, I always assumed that I would just take my future husband's last name and, in the process, drop my last name.  I hadn't really thought of the seemingly endless possibilities of creating a new name or keeping my own or even combining both of our last names. Then he proposed.  And during one discussion soon afterward, he told me that he would be perfectly okay </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/1772897004755220171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/07/name-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/1772897004755220171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/1772897004755220171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/07/name-game.html' title='The Name Game'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-1009193764159983821</id><published>2009-07-13T19:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:39:43.702-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xande'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veil'/><title type='text'>Unveiling the Veil</title><summary type='text'>When I started looking for veil inspiration, I wasn't sure what I really wanted.  I had tried on a few veils while dress shopping, but nothing really caught my eye (and at $$$, I wasn't really into buying a veil anyways).  While I was shopping at JoAnn's one afternoon, I decided to stop by the pattern section to look for veils.  It turned out that the patterns were on sale for $1.99 and I ended </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/1009193764159983821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/06/unveiling-veil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/1009193764159983821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/1009193764159983821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/06/unveiling-veil.html' title='Unveiling the Veil'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/SkleUdUbcFI/AAAAAAAAAbs/htw29cbM9Ng/s72-c/IMG_2410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-8644032342049698768</id><published>2009-07-06T16:53:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:39:43.703-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xande'/><title type='text'>A Post for My Mom</title><summary type='text'>Momma Beagle is the sweetest, kindest, friendliest, and loveliest persons you could know.  I only hope that one day I will become half the woman she is.  Over the past 5 years or so, she has become one of my best friends.  My love for plants, sewing, music, and, of course, crafting all stem from her love of them and I would like to think that most of who I am today is because of her.  I could go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/8644032342049698768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/07/post-for-my-mom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8644032342049698768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8644032342049698768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/07/post-for-my-mom.html' title='A Post for My Mom'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/SlVQ0odPfkI/AAAAAAAAAcU/S-tWveKFFi0/s72-c/bwmom+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-3864411009445238031</id><published>2009-06-28T12:17:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:39:43.703-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xande'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewelry'/><title type='text'>Because I Can't Make Up My Mind....</title><summary type='text'>I know I've posted about wedding jewelry options before, but they don't seem.....right.  Although, I'm not exactly sure what I'm looking for, so maybe my search is just a lost cause.  I'm also trying to find a piece of jewelry I can wear out after the wedding (I think it would be a sweet, sentimental reminder of our wedding day) and although this is practical, finding something that fits this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/3864411009445238031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/06/because-i-cant-make-up-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/3864411009445238031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/3864411009445238031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/06/because-i-cant-make-up-my-mind.html' title='Because I Can&apos;t Make Up My Mind....'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VawqKcjpI/SYYz7hQ2CHI/AAAAAAAAA7w/3vJQ7C5NS0c/s72-c/necklaces_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-5460721406689567675</id><published>2009-06-24T17:35:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:39:43.704-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xande'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>Colorful Bouquets</title><summary type='text'>I love the way bright bouquets stand out against white bridal dresses: source sourcesourcesource sourceHere's a peak at the bouquet I'm working on for myself: Will you be carrying a colorful bouquet or are you sticking to traditional white and ivory flowers? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/5460721406689567675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/06/colorful-bouquets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/5460721406689567675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/5460721406689567675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/06/colorful-bouquets.html' title='Colorful Bouquets'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvTA2EQlKOk/Sic-lgZXuII/AAAAAAAABOs/v8IogmcQKxs/s72-c/DSC_0448.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-7722337893992453649</id><published>2009-06-22T18:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:39:43.704-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xande'/><title type='text'>Eco-Friendly Gift Bags</title><summary type='text'>This past weekend I attended a bridal shower.  Before heading to the festivities, I stopped by my favorite store to pick up some gift bags.  I had your run of the mill, shiny, paper gift bags in my basket when I saw these:Of course I ditched the other bags and promptly acquired these two cute, eco-friendly, reusable, hemp bags.  They are so adorable that I think could also double a small handbag </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/7722337893992453649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/06/eco-friendly-gift-bags.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7722337893992453649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7722337893992453649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/06/eco-friendly-gift-bags.html' title='Eco-Friendly Gift Bags'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/SkATwEHeJGI/AAAAAAAAAbc/4DuPAcwybWo/s72-c/IMG_2348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-5636627486242988487</id><published>2009-06-22T09:14:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:39:43.704-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xande'/><title type='text'>Trending</title><summary type='text'>Are fabric flowers a growing new trend? When I was looking for inspiration in the beginning of my planning process, it was impossible to find fabric bouquets. Now, fabric flowers seem to be popping up everywhere.  Etsy shop: Jilliann's   Etsy shop: Bloom &amp; Co.  Etsy shop: fffflowers Etsy shop: Hapitat Etsy shop: Design Whimsy  And finally (and quite possibly my favorite), I'm loving these flowers</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/5636627486242988487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/5636627486242988487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/5636627486242988487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-love.html' title='Trending'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-8902464566983417783</id><published>2009-06-22T07:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:39:43.705-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xande'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>The Aftermath</title><summary type='text'>Lately, I've been thinking about what my life will be like post-wedding. Like many of you out there, this wedding has become my baby. I spend so much time thinking about it, molding it, perfecting it,... it's hard separating myself from it. And often when I'm not physically working on it, my mind is turning over new ideas for it.As we near the four month mark at the Beagle house, I'm realizing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/8902464566983417783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/06/aftermath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8902464566983417783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8902464566983417783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/06/aftermath.html' title='The Aftermath'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-2553130443767754061</id><published>2009-06-16T11:08:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:39:43.705-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xande'/><title type='text'>Changing It Up</title><summary type='text'>For our ceremony, I'll be wearing a finger-tip veil (that I'm almost done working on and will post about soon!) and some jewelry pieces that belonged to each of my grandmothers (for my something old and something borrowed). But after we finish getting hitched, I would like to relax my look a little before heading to our reception. Perhaps by adding a few of these pieces:The Hair Flower (to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/2553130443767754061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/06/changing-it-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/2553130443767754061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/2553130443767754061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/06/changing-it-up.html' title='Changing It Up'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-7832366337088784408</id><published>2009-06-09T12:39:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:39:43.706-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xande'/><title type='text'>Dinner Music</title><summary type='text'>Lately I've started thinking of what types of music we would like to play during our reception. I've got our cocktail hour taken care of (and I promise to blog about it soon!), so now I just need to square away the dinner hour and the dancing that will follow. I recently became smitten with local Austin artist, Kat Edmonson (one possible factor might be that I hear her songs daily on KUT). Her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/7832366337088784408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/06/dinner-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7832366337088784408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7832366337088784408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/06/dinner-music.html' title='Dinner Music'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-8149324966974026741</id><published>2009-06-03T13:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T13:49:20.138-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Over It</title><summary type='text'>I can officially say that at this point in my planning process, I am over it. You're probably thinking: Whoa, Miss Beagle, what does that mean?When Mr. Beagle and I became engaged (almost a year ago!) I had my heart set on a small, intimate wedding. In my mind, I envisioned something small- even a casual back yard shindig would have been fine, as long as I got to marry my mister in a cute, "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/8149324966974026741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/06/over-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8149324966974026741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8149324966974026741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/06/over-it.html' title='Over It'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-6021882036070983236</id><published>2009-06-01T10:59:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T11:16:55.265-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>To Ring or Not to Ring...</title><summary type='text'>I love my engagement ring and I'm really excited about adding a wedding ring to my finger to join it. Since the engagement, I've gotten pretty used to wearing my e-ring everyday. In fact, it even feels a little odd when I don't have it on. I don't think wearing a wedding ring with it is going to make of a difference (except when I start frequently stealing glances at my finger...as I did when I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/6021882036070983236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-ring-or-not-to-ring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6021882036070983236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6021882036070983236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-ring-or-not-to-ring.html' title='To Ring or Not to Ring...'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-241107474483437495</id><published>2009-05-28T08:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T09:02:17.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome</title><summary type='text'>I just came across these welcoming ideas on Style Me Pretty, courtesy of Etsy (have I mentioned how much I love Etsy? :) ) seller The Wedding Chicks:*swoon* How cute are those little birds?! I hadn't thought about a welcome sign before I saw this post, but now I am seriously considering one. The signs are $36 + shipping costs or $40 for a custom sign. This small decor item will make a big impact </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/241107474483437495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/05/welcome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/241107474483437495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/241107474483437495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/05/welcome.html' title='Welcome'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-7662271736721937286</id><published>2009-05-21T14:05:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T19:07:45.558-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decor'/><title type='text'>DIY Tutorial- Ribbon/Fabric Flowers</title><summary type='text'>Supplies:-Ribbon (I used 1 1/2" width w/ the wire-lined edges- it stays in place better) OR 44"/45" fabric (I used special occasion fabric).-coordinating thread-needle-buttons, beads, (or you can just use thread), to use as embellishmentHow To: Thread your needle and tie a knot at one end. Put aside to be used for later.For Ribbon: Cut about 22"-24" of ribbon from your spool.For Fabric: Fold </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/7662271736721937286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/03/diy-tutorial-ribbon-flowers.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7662271736721937286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7662271736721937286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/03/diy-tutorial-ribbon-flowers.html' title='DIY Tutorial- Ribbon/Fabric Flowers'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/ShsfjkUJj0I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/jXQn9sv0Eio/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-3125556920266487823</id><published>2009-05-19T15:38:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T16:21:24.778-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reception'/><title type='text'>A Texas Menu</title><summary type='text'>A majority of the weddings Mr. Beagle &amp; I have attended throughout our lives have included a few primary elements, one of them being this: BBQ.sourceActually a wedding is not the only excuse to serve bbq, we love "fixin' it" for pretty much any occasion that involves a large group of people (graduation? birthday? tailgate? yes, yes, and yes). We love this food staple. (Salt Lick anyone?) So, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/3125556920266487823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/05/texas-menu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/3125556920266487823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/3125556920266487823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/05/texas-menu.html' title='A Texas Menu'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-1562008786544404531</id><published>2009-05-18T22:30:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T11:18:08.693-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attire'/><title type='text'>Weekend Wedding Warriors:  Part II</title><summary type='text'>Continuing from Part I, the third task that I accomplished was finally finding a pair of wedding shoes. :) Well, actually I found two pairs and I finally narrowed it down to one pair.I bought pair #1 online. Pair #1 had the round toe that I was desperately searching for and I really liked the vintage appeal they had. However, the gold color was a little too gold for the dress, which has silver </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/1562008786544404531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/05/weekend-wedding-warriors-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/1562008786544404531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/1562008786544404531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/05/weekend-wedding-warriors-part-ii.html' title='Weekend Wedding Warriors:  Part II'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/ShIr2Wnyn5I/AAAAAAAAAZM/15cZtZll65s/s72-c/IMG_2219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-5508852367464134096</id><published>2009-05-18T22:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T07:33:20.905-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attire'/><title type='text'>Weekend Wedding Warriors: Part I</title><summary type='text'>Two weekends ago (I'm a week late on posting this :)), Mr. Beagle had off of work, so we were able to check some things off our wedding "to-do" list.Task #1: Make a decision on tuxes. We reserved our date with the Men's Wearhouse &amp; chose a jacket and vest style. Below, the vest is shown next to one of the bridemaid's dresses:We are planning on pairing the vest with this purple tie:sourceI like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/5508852367464134096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/05/weekend-wedding-warriors-part-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/5508852367464134096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/5508852367464134096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/05/weekend-wedding-warriors-part-i.html' title='Weekend Wedding Warriors: Part I'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/ShHwlTdpC0I/AAAAAAAAAYM/Hp6O5pE66UQ/s72-c/IMG_2206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-9030187285984404280</id><published>2009-05-18T14:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T15:31:40.993-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attire'/><title type='text'>Not Just Another Bolero</title><summary type='text'>Yet again, Etsy has proven to be a fabulous site for wedding inspiration. Seller Bonzie was recently featured on the site. Here's a sample of her lovely handmade boleros &amp; wraps:  source  sourcesourcesource  source  sourceAfter seeing these, along with the amazing bolero Miss Cheese was gifted and how awesome Miss Peeptoe looked sporting one with her dress, I must find a bolero or wrap to wear </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/9030187285984404280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-just-another-bolero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/9030187285984404280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/9030187285984404280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-just-another-bolero.html' title='Not Just Another Bolero'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-5361918718308677155</id><published>2009-05-18T08:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T09:05:26.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our DOC</title><summary type='text'>Ooops, wrong "Doc": sourceEarly on in our planning, I knew that I wanted to hire a day-of-coordinator (DOC).  I didn't want a full blown wedding planner (I wanted us to have control of a majority of the "design" of our wedding), but someone to help run the show on our big day was a necessity.  I began the search for our "DOC"  last November, and only met with two possible candidates before I made</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/5361918718308677155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-doc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/5361918718308677155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/5361918718308677155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-doc.html' title='Our DOC'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-6193358479485327426</id><published>2009-05-13T14:59:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:00:11.381-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><title type='text'>Shoes, Shoes, and, Yes, Even More Shoes</title><summary type='text'>I love shoes- this is what happens when you work in a shoe department for 5 years. So of course, in the beginning, I was super excited about the search for wedding shoes. I really wanted cute shoes so I could get cute pictures: source sourcesource sourceLooking back, I think I may have stressed a little too much over finding something that would look so perfect for pictures (there will probably </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/6193358479485327426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/05/shoes-shoes-and-yes-even-more-shoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6193358479485327426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6193358479485327426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/05/shoes-shoes-and-yes-even-more-shoes.html' title='Shoes, Shoes, and, Yes, Even More Shoes'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1201/3264504089_3930034aff_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-1043114496673250209</id><published>2009-05-05T09:53:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T11:05:46.264-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Reason No. 1,583 Why I Love Mr. Beagle</title><summary type='text'>Or perhaps I should call him Mr. Clean:  source Mr. Beagle/Clean is pretty obsessive about the cleaning in our home. I'm a fairly tidy person too so this arrangement works out pretty well that we are both "clean" people. (I have a theory that it might have something to do with the fact that we're first born, anyone else notice this?) Anyways, the good part about this is that I usually end up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/1043114496673250209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/05/reason-no-1583-why-i-love-mr-beagle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/1043114496673250209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/1043114496673250209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/05/reason-no-1583-why-i-love-mr-beagle.html' title='Reason No. 1,583 Why I Love Mr. Beagle'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-2022311533379065565</id><published>2009-05-04T10:01:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T11:47:12.514-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys&apos; attire'/><title type='text'>Tux-ing Up</title><summary type='text'>Although my heart melts for a guy wearing a suit, Mr. Beagle desired to wear a tux on our wedding day. We've gone to look at tuxes at a couple of different places, and have finally settled on the Men's Wearhouse for our tux supply. Mr. Beagle likes the look of a two-button coat similar to this:Here is where my dilemma begins. Mr. Beagle will be wearing a white/ivory vest/tie combo, but I can't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/2022311533379065565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/05/tux-ing-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/2022311533379065565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/2022311533379065565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/05/tux-ing-up.html' title='Tux-ing Up'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-7516426384719511493</id><published>2009-05-03T20:27:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T09:15:11.037-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dress'/><title type='text'>A Tale of Two Dresses: Part II</title><summary type='text'>Once upon a time, there was a dress. I bought tried her on, I liked her, I put down a deposit and ordered her. About two months after this chain of events, I started feeling really anxious. I couldn't remember what I looked or felt like upon trying on the dress, despite the fact that I had pictures. I became really unsure of the style and fit and I was nervously waiting for the dress shop to call</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/7516426384719511493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/05/tale-of-two-dresses-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7516426384719511493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7516426384719511493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/05/tale-of-two-dresses-part-ii.html' title='A Tale of Two Dresses: Part II'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3544/3501102512_c191750a86_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-6985638556248735908</id><published>2009-05-03T19:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T09:05:11.597-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attire'/><title type='text'>A Tale of Two Dresses:  Part I</title><summary type='text'>I had not really thought about what my wedding dress would look like until I got engaged. At that point, I envisioned a dress that was not too form fitting, but not too "poofy". With this in mind, I began casually browsing through dress sites online. I guess I should also add that the thought of dress shopping scared the living daylights out of me. I really don't like attention brought to me. at.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/6985638556248735908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/02/playing-dress-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6985638556248735908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6985638556248735908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/02/playing-dress-up.html' title='A Tale of Two Dresses:  Part I'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3584/3500305681_452b4ebc73_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-4756049945260076373</id><published>2009-04-30T20:23:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:01:00.146-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engagement pictures'/><title type='text'>E-pics: Part II</title><summary type='text'>After we finished up pictures at Zilker Park, we headed to the next location.  I originally wanted to take pictures at Spider House, but I thought that it would be extremely crowded on a Sunday evening (with students cramming/studying for the next week).  So instead, we went to another cafe:  Mozart's.  Mozart's is located on the lake, which made for some good pictures.Even though Mr. Beagle </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/4756049945260076373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/04/e-pics-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/4756049945260076373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/4756049945260076373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/04/e-pics-part-ii.html' title='E-pics: Part II'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/SfpUHM5xeEI/AAAAAAAAAXA/CDFXwPt6Psk/s72-c/E037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-6819429956871265214</id><published>2009-04-30T08:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T09:31:12.452-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='napkins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reception'/><title type='text'>Napkin Quilt</title><summary type='text'>I love fabric, thread, sewing... of course you already know that from this post. And because of this, I follow quite a few sewing &amp; fabric blogs. Several months ago, I came across this beauty:sourceYum. The quilt is from a pattern in Joelle Hoverson's book: Last Minute Patchwork &amp; Quilted Gifts. It was created from cloth napkins Jen sewed for her beautiful outdoor wedding. If it looks familiar, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/6819429956871265214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/04/napkin-quilt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6819429956871265214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6819429956871265214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/04/napkin-quilt.html' title='Napkin Quilt'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-4776005753413953456</id><published>2009-04-29T21:02:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T21:51:42.968-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>E-pics:  Part I</title><summary type='text'>Before I jump into showing pictures, I wanted to talk about how I chose our photographer.  Ashley and I were in the same Girl Scout troop for almost 10 years.   Yes, we struggled through getting our Silver &amp; Gold Awards and through middle school and high school.  After high school, we both went off to college, and about a year ago, I discovered that she had become a very talented wedding </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/4776005753413953456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/04/e-pics-part-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/4776005753413953456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/4776005753413953456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/04/e-pics-part-i.html' title='E-pics:  Part I'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/SfkKTyzqJSI/AAAAAAAAAWI/t2RdSGZALCE/s72-c/E003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-6740885132574303607</id><published>2009-04-25T14:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T08:34:58.972-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><title type='text'>Tickled Pink</title><summary type='text'>So, I went to my caterer's (I'll elaborate on that later) house to pay the remainder of the first half of our catering bill.  And she sent this home with me:How sweet is that?!?!?  (Thanks Laura!)  I 'm still in shock that my vendor gifted me something.  So, I'm inviting you to share: What good experiences have you had as a bride/bride-to-be?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/6740885132574303607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/04/tickled-pink.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6740885132574303607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6740885132574303607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/04/tickled-pink.html' title='Tickled Pink'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/SfNosTO-YbI/AAAAAAAAAVw/xr-jVM5ZeZQ/s72-c/IMG_2176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-8431757194719947082</id><published>2009-04-25T09:28:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T09:52:47.128-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decor'/><title type='text'>A Wedding Wreath</title><summary type='text'>Remember this post on inspiration?  Well, now I'm going to tell you what became of it. :)I really wanted to display our initials (either first or last or both) somewhere in our reception venue.  I love the look of moss covered initials:sourceHowever, after my lust subsided, I decided I wanted something a little different.  Then I came across this:sourceAnd an idea popped into my head! :)The first</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/8431757194719947082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/04/wedding-wreath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8431757194719947082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8431757194719947082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/04/wedding-wreath.html' title='A Wedding Wreath'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/SfMl8Y7sz6I/AAAAAAAAAU4/YxjQI0umJCo/s72-c/IMG_1635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-678017294432534686</id><published>2009-04-23T08:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T08:50:46.853-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e-pics'/><title type='text'>E-Pics: the Teaser</title><summary type='text'>Look what I found (after religously stalking my photographer's blog for several days):I love you Ashley!!!!!!!!!!Do you love your photographer?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/678017294432534686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/04/e-pics-teaser.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/678017294432534686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/678017294432534686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/04/e-pics-teaser.html' title='E-Pics: the Teaser'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3496/3468497438_c19890e23f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-7386649682356847177</id><published>2009-04-22T21:01:00.035-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T11:21:50.083-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shower'/><title type='text'>A Bridal Tea Party</title><summary type='text'>This past weekend, my FMIL threw me a "tea party" themed bridal shower at Green Pastures, a local restaurant in Austin.The area surrounding Green Pastures is covered in greenery and there are even peacocks on the lawn. It also serves as a very popular wedding venue, and on the day of my shower, a couple had just been married and was on their way to the reception when we arrived.The shower took </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/7386649682356847177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/04/bridal-tea-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7386649682356847177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7386649682356847177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/04/bridal-tea-party.html' title='A Bridal Tea Party'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/Se_NNxr2KCI/AAAAAAAAATg/yirKjKF1tiI/s72-c/IMG_2140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-1847921933297163747</id><published>2009-04-18T17:42:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T08:47:03.282-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><title type='text'>Bridal Tea: Gifts for the Guests</title><summary type='text'>This weekend, my FMIL hosted my first bridal shower.  I knew she was bringing a gift for all the guests, and since I wasn't sure what the proper etiquette was,I decided to get a quick gift together for all the guests as well. Since the shower was a "tea party" theme, I thought a tea themed gift would be appropriate.  I went to Hobby Lobby yesterday to pick up some paper bags, which were kind of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/1847921933297163747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/04/bridal-tea-gifts-for-guests.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/1847921933297163747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/1847921933297163747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/04/bridal-tea-gifts-for-guests.html' title='Bridal Tea: Gifts for the Guests'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/SesnUlFJ6bI/AAAAAAAAARI/DzjjM-qyurg/s72-c/IMG_2119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-9025377857685591692</id><published>2009-04-13T20:56:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:29:13.843-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shower'/><title type='text'>I've Got Mail</title><summary type='text'>A few days ago, I got this in the mail:Isn't it cute?  My wonderful FMIL, who also made the invite, is throwing a tea party themed shower for me this weekend. She has invited several of Mr. Beagle's relatives and a few of her friends.  This is my first "wedding event" and although I'm really excited, I'm a little nervous too.  I'm not one to like being the center of attention (in fact, I think I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/9025377857685591692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-got-mail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/9025377857685591692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/9025377857685591692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-got-mail.html' title='I&apos;ve Got Mail'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/SePxNGlUKiI/AAAAAAAAAQo/8cj2cTeF20U/s72-c/IMG_2111_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-9062101074328354523</id><published>2009-04-09T09:23:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T09:56:36.987-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewelry'/><title type='text'>Flowers 'Round My Neck</title><summary type='text'>I looooove Etsy. The best part about this fabulous online market is that there are so many options! Of course that's also the worse part about it becase with so many talented sellers, there's just too many goodies to choose from- I want them all!. Lately I've been obsessing over these to neckaces to adorn my neck for our wedding:  luxedeluxe, "Flora Bella"  PenelliBelle, "The Frosted </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/9062101074328354523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/04/flowers-round-my-neck.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/9062101074328354523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/9062101074328354523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/04/flowers-round-my-neck.html' title='Flowers &apos;Round My Neck'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-8999408827623162351</id><published>2009-04-06T17:40:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:57:28.386-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Invitations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><title type='text'>In the Mail: Save the Dates...</title><summary type='text'>finally! I am almost finished addressing these suckers and they will be in the mail this week! I bought the envelopes online. I had originally ordered a pretty cheap box of 100 ivory envelopes for about $15 (I can't remember the source at the moment), but when they came in, they were thinner than I wanted them..... So I ordered more, from paper-source. In this case, price = quality. I think I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/8999408827623162351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-mail-save-dates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8999408827623162351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8999408827623162351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-mail-save-dates.html' title='In the Mail: Save the Dates...'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3549/3419040745_0db5d29cf2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-4493919653519846549</id><published>2009-03-26T17:56:00.024-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T09:31:13.118-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bouquets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>I Heart Fabric</title><summary type='text'>(a lot)And I "collect" it. Yes, I'm one of those people- a "fabric hoarder". As is evident by this:I wanted to incorporate fabric into the wedding because, well, I love it... and I love to sew. Conveniently, since I knew I wanted to avoid using fresh flowers if at all possible, I had a solution. I decided to make our (and by "our" I am including the bridal party as well) bouquets and boutonnieres</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/4493919653519846549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-heart-fabric.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/4493919653519846549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/4493919653519846549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-heart-fabric.html' title='I Heart Fabric'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/SesuFQQdEPI/AAAAAAAAARo/1aKO_mVMJpI/s72-c/IMG_1863_a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-4654845230333231626</id><published>2009-03-25T17:51:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T09:46:22.213-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reception'/><title type='text'>I DO Love a Good Deal</title><summary type='text'>Especially if it's concerning the wedding. About a month ago, I was visiting my local Hobby Lobby when I stumbled upon these:Of course, I took them home with me. Why? Did I have a purpose for them at the time? Well, no, but it was an offer I couldn't refuse. At ~$3 each, these were a steal, and I know I will use them after the wedding. I bought the remainder of the store's supply which was 5 each</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/4654845230333231626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-do-love-good-deal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/4654845230333231626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/4654845230333231626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-do-love-good-deal.html' title='I DO Love a Good Deal'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/Ses4h4OCMUI/AAAAAAAAASg/a0sRl6rqyHg/s72-c/IMG_1979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-8856635781341819743</id><published>2009-03-25T12:28:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T12:10:34.424-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to-do'/><title type='text'>The Ticking Clock</title><summary type='text'>So, I just realized that we are inching near the 6 month mark, my how time flies!!! I think my list of to-dos just keeps getting longer and longer as my timeline gets shorter and shorter. Here's a quick run down of what needs to be done:Ceremony:**um, this area needs a lot work because, er, we haven't really planned anything for our ceremony yet.... the only big items we can cross off our list is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/8856635781341819743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/03/7-months-and-counting-uh-oh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8856635781341819743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8856635781341819743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/03/7-months-and-counting-uh-oh.html' title='The Ticking Clock'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-8554200373854010733</id><published>2009-03-24T20:17:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T09:50:34.859-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Invitations'/><title type='text'>Someone Stop Me.....</title><summary type='text'>Really, I mean it. I need to stop ordering invitation samples.I'm not sure what's worse: the fact that this picture does not show all of them in my possession or that the one that I *think* we have chosen is not shown (since we haven't ordered or sent them out yet... pics of the final product will have to wait :) ). The problem I struggle with is that every time I think I find *the* invitation </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/8554200373854010733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/03/someone-stop-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8554200373854010733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8554200373854010733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/03/someone-stop-me.html' title='Someone Stop Me.....'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/Ses6AawmemI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FDsbi1VX6E4/s72-c/IMG_1963.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-7026117980937351849</id><published>2009-03-22T21:59:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T15:10:10.786-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Inspired</title><summary type='text'>A while back, I stumbled across this artist. (Read more about her here). Her work is amazing and if I had the space and some extra cash, I would dedicate an entire wall in our home just for her art. :)sourcesourcesourcesourcesourcesource*Swoon*. So Lovely....They have a garden, vintage, and romantic feel all rolled into one... and I love it! Er, so what does this have to do with our wedding? Well</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/7026117980937351849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/03/inspired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7026117980937351849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7026117980937351849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/03/inspired.html' title='Inspired'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-6125278737434027337</id><published>2009-03-21T15:21:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:56:02.637-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reception'/><title type='text'>In the Favor of Your Presence...</title><summary type='text'>This post concerns wedding favors (obviously...). Many people, including myself, seem to think that favors are a waste of money. I didn't want to invest in a gift for my guests that would be forgotten or thrown away soon after our reception ended. For this reason, as cheesy as it may sound, I wanted our favors to mean something. Initially, I considered donating to a charitable organization, a la </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/6125278737434027337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-favor-of-your-presence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6125278737434027337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6125278737434027337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-favor-of-your-presence.html' title='In the Favor of Your Presence...'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-6962989898384559551</id><published>2009-03-19T19:05:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T09:56:27.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dressing my 'Maids</title><summary type='text'>When we got engaged, I didn't have any interest in a bridal party.  The only two people that I really wanted with us on "the day" were my sister and X's brother.  Choosing 8 other people to join our bridal party was really a compromise I made specifically for my mother :) (I should note that the people who are standing with us are very important to us and we are honored by their presence, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/6962989898384559551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/03/dressing-my-maids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6962989898384559551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/6962989898384559551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/03/dressing-my-maids.html' title='Dressing my &apos;Maids'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/Ses7FB9cXGI/AAAAAAAAATA/eIgkLiOvc9M/s72-c/IMG_2093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-7538025299557823262</id><published>2009-03-14T08:34:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T14:14:55.279-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Engaging Locations</title><summary type='text'>X and I are will be taking our E-pics in two weeks and we have yet to 1) decide what we are going to dress up in and 2) where we will take them. I know our lovely photographer will produce a great end result, but we would like to take our photos at places that are memorable to us. A few places that I have come up with are:Our Alma maters (important to who we are now, we spent a lot of time and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/7538025299557823262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/03/engaging-locations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7538025299557823262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/7538025299557823262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/03/engaging-locations.html' title='Engaging Locations'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3213/3045483426_b4e0dda9c2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-8780774211674435169</id><published>2009-03-10T14:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T10:09:48.067-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attire'/><title type='text'>Springing for Color</title><summary type='text'>Now that spring has almost arrived, I'm inspired by all the color that is peeking out from between the clothing racks. I'm looking for excuses to stash these in my closet (wouldn't they make adorable shower or rehersal dinner or even bridesmaid dresses!)sourcesourcesourcesourcesourcesourcesourceAnyone else using the the wedding as an excuse to stock their closet?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/8780774211674435169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/03/springing-for-color.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8780774211674435169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8780774211674435169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/03/springing-for-color.html' title='Springing for Color'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-502831082262754040</id><published>2009-03-06T16:58:00.034-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T20:21:58.047-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candles'/><title type='text'>DIY Tutorial-Revamped Candles</title><summary type='text'>Once we found our venue, I knew right away that I wanted to decorate the outside walkway to invite people to take a break from the inside party to mingle outside.I decided it would look lovely to either place candles along the walkway railing or use them to decorate the cocktail tables we are going to place outside.  I wanted to do something that was simple and not time consuming.Enter exhibit 'A</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/502831082262754040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/03/diy-tutorial-revamped-candles.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/502831082262754040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/502831082262754040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/03/diy-tutorial-revamped-candles.html' title='DIY Tutorial-Revamped Candles'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/SeKSaK-3dSI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/UUseVLqZgug/s72-c/IMG_1816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8684530747872267349.post-8277071847886215276</id><published>2009-03-04T16:19:00.021-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T17:26:05.534-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Centerpieces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reception'/><title type='text'>*The* Centerpieces (A DIY Project)</title><summary type='text'>As you remember, I decided on using dried flowers for our centerpieces- with the focal piece being dried wheat. In order to get more inspiration, I visited the dried floral sections of Hobby Lobby, Michael's, and Garden Ridge. I bought a few supplies and took them home for some experimentation. Finally a few trials and errors... I finalized two different designs for our centerpieces. I used dried</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/feeds/8277071847886215276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/03/centerpiece-numero-uno.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8277071847886215276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8684530747872267349/posts/default/8277071847886215276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xavandliz.blogspot.com/2009/03/centerpiece-numero-uno.html' title='*The* Centerpieces (A DIY Project)'/><author><name>e.louise {Liz}</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCBjuXsX6ZE/Tuiu-mGk0CI/AAAAAAAAEMw/9wRHh-GumT4/s1600/A%2525252520191.jpg6'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-P5k1eGweRI/Sa8Uj882oTI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ngbAucNiI90/s72-c/IMG_1743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
