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The Gift

20 Jan

Today I have a treat for you. Well really, it’s a treat for me and Mr. Oatmeal. Okay, it’s just a treat for me.

On Christmas morning we were given a spectacular gift from my brother. I’d say that it was the best gift given in the Oatmeal household this Christmas, but I’d be lying. Mr. Oats and I gifted my brother a Shake Weight. Enough said, right?

Anyway, it was our wedding guest book! Here I am opening said gift, and my brother beaming with pride over his gift-giving abilities (and yes, that is our little Murphy, in a hoodie).

{Personal photo}

And here is a preview of it for y’all to see!

{Crappy quality personal photo}

This is actually the back of the guest book. That picture is, well, so us. I’m pretty sure I was looking up at Mr. Oatmeal, saying “kissssss meeeeee” and he was, in return, looking down at me like I’m crazy. I love it. I don’t have the patience right now to take better pictures of the entire book for you to see, however I promise I’ll be getting around to it very soon.

But I can tell you this: WE LOVE OUR ENGAGEMENT PICTURES SOOOOOO MUCH! Thank you RC for a job well done. We love you.

Did you get any wedding related gifts over the holidays?


The Ever-Fabulous OOT Bags

12 Jan

When planning a wedding on a budget, there are certain things that are just not a possibility. Like videography, for us, is just not in the cards. It’s actually taken me awhile to let go of that, because I see things like this, cry at how beautiful it is, cry because I can’t have it, and then just go on being pretty upset about the whole thing. Then I realize that we’re going to have incredible photographs that will be with us forever, and I am able to let go a little bit. Nonetheless, I’m still a bit saddened by the thought.

But that is actually not what this post was supposed to be about. I started off with the topic of budget constraints and I’ll try to stay off videos for a while. We will be having a considerable amount of out-of-town guests celebrating with us on our big day. The thought of our guests arriving at their hotel, being welcomed with a sweet little bag full of goodies just makes me smile.


And then the reality of our wedding budget sets in. While we don’t have the $28/out-of-town guest + the cost of filling the bags (the look on their faces if they were given an empty bag kinda makes me laugh), I would still like to do a little something. There is so much information on this topic out there. There is, of course, this great post, and while it IS quite helpful, Fresno is most definitely not on that list. Maybe I could enlist the help of I Heart Fresno to find some unique-to-Fresno (and inexpensive) gifts to fill my non-existent bags.

I’ve given this some thought, and the following (mostly obvious) items will find their way into the bags:

  • A personal thank you note. How lovely would it be to get a personalized thank you from the bride and groom? I have never received one of these (seeing as though I’ve never been given an OOT bag), but I’m convinced that it’s something we have to include.


  • Hydration. I don’t know about you, but I hate not having bottled water with me after a long day of travel. What’s that you say? There’s usually bottled water in hotel rooms? Oh yeah, but I’d like to save our guests the $5 charge per bottle if possible.


  • Something to nibble on. Picture this: adorable, freshly baked, individually wrapped mini banana bread loaves for each out-of-town guest. Love it. Love everything about it. I’ll also likely include some bags of trail mix, gum, aspirin, pistachios, fruit, etc. And hint: this idea is 100% stolen from Mrs. Guinea Pig.


  • Lots of information. I love details, lists, and knowing things. I figure there has to be others out there like me, who obsess over knowing everything about any given situation. So I’d like to help out our guests with some info about the weekend. Itinerary, map to venue, map to my parents’ house, restaurant and activity suggestions, important contact information, etc.

Am I forgetting anything? The best part about this project is that I can assemble most of these items months before the wedding.

Any suggestions on how to keep this an inexpensive, yet meaningful, project? Did you do out-of-town bags on a budget?

P.S. There’s also this video. Oh. My. Goodness. Not only is it beautiful, but they also used a Sigur Ros song. They won me over. Can you tell I still haven’t let go of not having videography? Ugh.

Insert Inappropriate comment about STDs {here}

5 Jan

Get your mind outta the gutter, I’m talking about our Save the Dates (by the way, that joke isn’t even close to being funny on the ‘bee. Everyone here knows what an STD is).

I happen to be quite fond of ours. Thanks to RCJones, otherwise known as Brother Oatmeal, we had the chance to take some incredibly cool pictures to use for our STD. There also wasn’t any Photoshop involved in the creation of that sign so that makes it like 100 times cooler. I can’t say it has anything to do with the theme of our wedding, because it most definitely does not. But I still love it. Without further adieu…

{RCJones Photography}

And…a big thank you to The Tower Theater for making this picture possible. They were incredibly easy to work with and I appreciate their flexibility.

The back of the card was a simple white background with our wedding website and “Invitation to Follow”. And that’s it!

I know I didn’t get super crafty like Miss Panther and many others (which by the way, are really just the best STDs I’ve ever seen and am totally jealous), but I do really love them. I sent these bad boys out months ago, but I am always super excited when I look at them. And, by the way, what’s up with the time? May 14th is indeed “COMING SOON.” Yikes!

First Things First

5 Jan

What was the first thing we did after getting engaged?  We booked our photographer. That’s a slight exaggeration of course, but it was most definitely a priority. You might be wondering why, since Brother Oatmeal is a professional wedding photographer. Duh, people. He’s going to be the best man. It may be difficult for him to shoot an entire wedding ceremony while standing up there next to Mr. Oatmeal, but then again he is talented. Maybe I should have given him a shot. Oh well.

So who did we decide to go with? The lovely and talented Kate Mefford. She really is the most adorable person I’venever met. You read that right, we’ve never met. There’s a good reason for this, of course. She lives in Texas. We live in California. That’s how badly I wanted her as our photographer. Between my bro’s recommendation, my incessant stalking of her blog and our shared loooove of Anthropologie… she just had to be it. We are thrilled about her making the trip to shoot our wedding. Thanks, Kate! We love you already.

Just to prove how sweet this lady is, I’ll share with you a special gift I received from her a couple months ago. Don’t you just love getting real mail? Cause I do. I adore it. Kate sent me a copy of the most thoughtful book. It’s one of her darling daughter‘s favorites, and they thought I should have my very own copy. Can you say uh-mazing? I read through the entire book immediately with a huge smile on my face. Thank you for the millionth time. I’m sending virtual hugs to you, Kate!


What’s the first thing you checked off your to-do list? And have you been surprised by the sweet generosity of a vendor?


5 Jan

Hello lovelies.

Here is the story of The Oats. Not the full story… it’s just the beginning.

Mr. Oatmeal and I met when I was 17. He was one of my brother’s best friends, and I do recall him asking me out once back in the day. I said no, thought it was weird that he asked, and we both went on with our lives for the next four years as great friends. One day things changed.

The way I thought about him was different than before and I didn’t quite get it, but I liked it. Unfortunately for us he was on his way to Iraq within a couple of months to serve our country. We couldn’t have picked a worse time to begin dating but we decided to go along with it anyway. Our lives changed forever once he left.

Mr. Oatmeal no longer had the desire to volunteer for any crazy, dangerous mission that came his way. He had me to come home to, and I wanted nothing more than to start our lives together when he returned. So we wrote and emailed and talked on the phone whenever we could. Care packages were sent to him, flowers to me. A year passed, we perfected our communication skills (you have to when it’s all you have), and he came home. In one piece. Healthy, body and mind. It was lovely.

While he was there I read Nicholas Spark’s book, Dear John. Terrible idea, of course. But I sent it to him in one of those care packages and he read it too. He actually read it. I couldn’t believe it. Now he’s been home for almost three years! When the movie came out we just had to see it together.

After an incredibly long day working out of town I got home much later than expected and we missed our dinner plans before the movie. But we went anyway. I hated the movie. It was terrible and nothing like the book. Mr. Oatmeal almost didn’t propose because of this but he decided to anyway. On our way back to the car we walked through a grassy hill area. He pulled me back by the hand as we were walking, gave me a funky smile, and dropped to one knee. I don’t remember exactly everything he said but something about “You drive me completely crazy, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?” was in there somewhere. Then I see my brother creeping out of the bushes, snapping away while I cried like a little monkey. No joke, look at the pictures…that’s exactly what I look like when I cry.

I was completely surprised and completely happy. Then we went to my parents’ to surprise them (they knew, just not exactly what day he was going to do it). The pictures tell a beautiful story and I can’t wait for the wedding and, mostly, everything after.

{All photos by RCJones Photography}

I get to marry my best friend, a wonderful man who is so much like my dad in every way that matters. Almost four years down, and I’m already looking forward to the next sixty years with him. I thank God everyday for bringing him into my life, first as a friend, and now as my everything.

So that’s us, hive! I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing (and living) it. I have a feeling that our wedding is going to be the best party I’ve ever been to.

Am I the only bee whose fiance called her “crazy” during a proposal?