BIG News!

Remember last year when I was stressing about finding a new rental and vowed never to move during the holidays again?  Well, I one upped myself.  Josh and I bought a house (new build) this past weekend and are scheduled to close, and therefore move, the weekend before our wedding.  That's right, we're crazy and are moving at one of the most chaotic times possible.  If you're counting, that's 6 weeks til we move and 7 weeks til we say I do!  I need coffee and chocolate just thinking about it.

Last year, after being disappointed by several offers that fell through, we decided to give up on buying a home and deal with renting until the right opportunity came up.  Apparently that right opportunity was this weekend and definitely out of the blue.  Saturday started like any regular Saturday with my morning power yoga class followed by running errands.  While in Target (surprise!) Josh calls asking if I got a message from his mom because he thought she was spamming him.  As it turns out, his mom had visited the grand opening for a new development literally right next to her neighborhood in Queen Creek and thought we might be interested.  They offer the USDA loan program so we thought it might be worth checking it out.  FYI, the USDA loan does not require any money down as an incentive for home buyers to purchase in agricultural areas.  Since we gave up on buying a home, we put our savings toward our wedding which made this loan that much more enticing.

We walked the models, looked at the spec houses which are scheduled to be completed next month, and designed a new build to compare pricing.  Walking away, we pretty much decided that this was our opportunity to be homeowners, all we needed was to wait until the next morning to get more definitive numbers from the lender.  Sunday morning we woke up to good news so we decided to grab brunch then head back to the builder's office and review everything just to be sure this really was the right decision for us and not just a hasty move.  As it turns out, we hadn't taken into account a potential change for me (more on that another day) that could hinder us if we went with the option to build entirely from scratch.  Because of this timing, we reviewed the spec house again that was nearly identical to what we would have chosen, minus a few more fancy details.  This home would be completed next month, would allow for us to cash in on the USDA loan, and would only increase our payment minimally.  After more number crunching and a couple nervous hours later, we were officially first time homeowners!

I remember when my parents built a house in Tucson when I was little and we would take family pictures in front to document the progress.  I'm so excited to do this with my (our) first home!  Since Josh's mom literally lives the next neighborhood over (we can see her house from ours!), she has been updating us with pictures daily.  In our excitement, we forgot to take pictures of our house, save a selfie, so I'm glad we have her to back us up.  We're hoping to sneak over when they pave the drive so we can carve our initials before it sets!

 
The excitement over our new purchase is coupled with a whole lot of anxiety over the to-do list for the next couple months!  There is so much to do in what feels like so little time.  On top of the usual moving tasks, we also need blinds and appliances.  Oh, and we need to continue planning our wedding all the while!  Not to mention my phone is on the fritz, my dress fitting is today, I have to travel to Tucson this weekend for my niece's birthday, and the list goes on and on!  I thrive in organized chaos so let's just hope this is no exception. 

DIY || Screen Print Jig

In college I took a summer "Alternative Methods in Printmaking" course that was, by far, one of my favorite classes ever.  My professor was a grad student who happened to be a kick ass roller derby chick with a unique style and encouraging spirit.  One method we didn't cover, however, was screen printing.  I've always wanted to learn, constantly reading up on home setups and even backing a Kickstarter fund for Screen Printing On The Cheap. So when it came time to design our wedding invitations, I knew I wanted to try my hand at it.  What better time to jump start my learning!

Thanks to inspiration from Handmade Weddings, I set off to make my own screen print jig that was small enough to use at home but also mobile in case I needed to take it to the studio.  I had already purchased a screen from Michael's so I knew I needed my back board to accommodate it's size but also allow for bigger screens if needed.  A Google search brought me to these hinge clamps since none of my local hardware stores carried them.  That's all I needed to get started.

Word to the wise, you'll need to create an inset in your back board to allow for the screen to lie flush.  I used MDF which was an easy material to chisel, but you may want to keep this in mind when choosing your material.

That's it!  The hardest part, or should I say most time consuming, is the actual screen set up since it requires several steps with dry time in between.  I'll share more on that process soon!

Wedding Planning || Dress Shopping

Birds sang in chorus, rays of sunshine danced in the sky, I cried tears of pure joy...

Before...

Nope, not even close.  Well, rays of sunshine did dance in the sky only because it's Arizona and the sun shines bright year-long.  And I did cry, but it was out of shear frustration, anxiety, and feeling absolutely overwhelmed.  Not the magical dress shopping experience I was hoping for!

I should have known from the minute we walked in the door that this was not going to go like I had hoped nor how they romantically depict it to be on tv and in the movies.  To start, my appointment (those things you make so you don't have to wait around) was half an hour late to start.  No big deal, I'll just look around the aisles to see if any dresses caught my eye.  I had already reserved a couple dresses to try on that I had found online but figured maybe I'd find more options.  This was not a success.  Not because I couldn't find anything else I liked within my price range, but because I got elbowed and pushed around by momzillas and the likes without any courteous pardons or apologies.  Why are people so rude?  It's beyond me.

Feeling frustrated and a bit overwhelmed already, I was relieved when I was finally assigned a fitting room and chairs for my mom and sisters who accompanied me.  I went inside to try on a bodice/bustier while the gal searched for the dresses I reserved.  This is when the meltdown began.  For starters, how the hell was I supposed to latch all 94758 of those little latchie doohickies by myself?  Deep breath.  I'll just latch it in front and twist it around the right way.  Abort mission.  That sucker wasn't moving, which, I guess is the point!  Didn't matter, I broke down crying, feeling completely overwhelmed and over it all before I had even tried on any dresses.  I broke out into a sweat feeling anxious and claustrophobic.  The lack of moving air in the room and the open ceiling concept which allowed me to hear the cries of the upset flower girl next door didn't help.  At all.

Ok, quick pep talk to get myself together so I could get dressed and call for my mom for backup.  Mom is always the best backup; she'll know just what to do and say.  Holding back my tears, I crack open the door and tell my mom I need her.  Not two seconds after the door closes behind us, I lose it!  Full on ugly cry, swearing off this stupid day, and wishing I could just leave.  I don't need a wedding dress if this is what it takes to get it!  Of course my mom knows what to say to calm me down and she helps me get that stupid bodice back on and try on my first dress.  Deep breath.

The first dress is a style that grew on me in recent years; I like it and so do my mom and sisters.  They smile and take pictures, I fake smile and wish I didn't look like a swollen tomato from all that ugly crying.  Dress two is gorgeous and far from what I expected to like but it really was dreamy.  However, it was not THE dress and didn't compliment my figure well.  Back to dress one.  This is the one.  STOP IT RIGHT NOW!  If you're thinking this was a joyous moment and you're excited, just stop it!  There was no joy in this moment, only relief that I wouldn't have to keep shopping and potentially run into this scene again.  I asked my peeps if it was ok if this was the one and they question whether I'm saying this just to get this whole ordeal over with.  I assure them this wasn't the case (although I was ready for it to be over) and this really is the dress for me.  As is tradition at this shop, they ask if this is the dress and have me ring a bell to seal the deal.  Everyone in the shop claps and I look like the most miserable bride.  If you saw the picture from that moment, you would laugh.  F*ck that bell!  I'm over it!

...After

Despite the mess that this experience was, I'm glad I had my mom and sisters there with me.  Maybe one day I'll look back on it and laugh, but the trauma is still too raw right now!  I'm glad to have this experience behind me, and thankful that this was the worst of it and all other wedding planning has gone smoothly.  And I'm so thankful for my grandparents who gave me a generous gift that allowed me to not only pay for my dress, but for Josh's suit as well.  Speaking of Josh's suit, that was actually a great experience (not on the same day).  I cried during this trip also, but they were good tears, the tears I had hoped for on my day!  He looked so handsome and I just couldn't help myself, thinking about walking down the aisle to him.  It was just all too real for me at that moment! 

72 days and counting...