One of my favorites is the one where Jerry get's a bad haircut. The embedding was disabled so go here to watch it for a laugh.
Showing posts with label nostalgia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nostalgia. Show all posts
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Seinfeld Reruns
These have me laughing out loud. Wasn't Seinfeld the best!?!
Friday, December 3, 2010
happy weekend...
I lucked out and snagged an unexpected half day at work, so I am off to do some mad-dash, day-before-party running around. Sometimes, when we do the party thing, I wonder how we are going to pull it all together, but, remarkably it happens. I hope the same goes for this party. Does it make me a crazy person if I'm considering baking this amazing, adorable, so perfect rainbow cake tonight?
Here's a little link love for you...
How crayons are made. Do you remember watching this as a kid!?! It totally took me back in the best way.
1001 books to read (before you die).
Author and illustrator M. Sasek. Dylan loves these books and I love M. Sasek.
Paul Rand Rocks.
How fun is this zoo?
Very cool album covers.
Santa's Portable North Pole. This is the coolest! I made a message for Dylan and it was hilarious watching him watch it. Check it out!
Reindeer Cards. Free templates for adorable reindeer cards that the kids or you can color!
Enjoy your weekend!
xo,
steph
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
our wedding
Yesterday, Pictage sent me an email of our wedding photos to remind me of their holiday specials. I took one look at the thumbnail image of our wedding and couldn't help myself: I spent the next hour and a half looking through all the photographs of our wedding. Our photographer, Jennifer Lindberg, and her husband, Jim, did an incredible job of capturing the best moments of that day. Paul and I have been together for six years, but he proposed to me the year we met. After having to post-pone our wedding three different times, I finally gave up trying to plan one and waited for our lives to smooth out a bit. In hindsight, I'm so glad my previous wedding attempts didn't work out. Our wedding ceremony was last May at my Aunt & Uncle's home in Lago Vista, Texas and was well worth the wait.



Details...
family-style seating
chandeliers in the trees
favors for the kids

the four may-poles we made bordered the dance floor

sunset view of the reception
dessert included four cakes, five pies, rose cupcakes and gelato
a big italian dinner party!


we danced to willie nelson and kimmie rhodes
'love me like a song'
I didn't have a wedding coordinator, something I wish I had at least organized for the wedding day. I remember feeling overwhelmed and a little frantic at times. Mostly, I think it was just too much responsibility for me to be both the bride and the wedding planner. {I'm too much of a perfectionist and should have known better!} But, looking through these pictures, all I see is happiness and love and I know I'll remember that day as beautiful...from the inside out.
xo,
steph
*all photos taken by Jennifer Lindberg*
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Nineties nostalgia...
On my way in to work this morning I randomly flipped through the radio stations (something I rarely do) and was transported back to the 90's by The Cranberries, Dreams. Few songs have the capability of doing this, but suddenly I was back in high school, wearing bad jeans, horribly boxy sweaters from Abercrombie & Fitch and wishing I was Claire Danes on My So Called Life so that I could kiss Jordan Catalano (sigh).
As a teenager living in the suburbs of St. Louis, attending a small, private school, I feel like my friends and I were caught somewhere between the fashion styles of Nirvana grunge and the preppy school-girl look worn by Alicia Silverstone in Clueless. The complications of this fashion sense were compounded by the fact that we couldn't wear shorts or skirts more than three inches above our knees at school. This resulted in some kind of middle ground fashion that involved high waisted baggy jeans, plaid flannel shirts and, unfortunately, braided belts, or plaid skirts, tights and doc martens. And we hadn't exactly mastered the best way to layer our hair.
The 90's itself was kind of a misfit decade in it's own right and between breaking away from the neon and lycra of the 80's and the end of the 20th century, the style of the 90's ended up as a sort of non-style and was, compared to earlier decades, almost forgettable. (Which isn't necessarily a bad thing considering none of us had met a CHI flat iron or knew what a VPL was due to the enormous amount of excess fabric in our pants). Thankfully, this morning, I could simply turn my radio up and blast The Cranberries, just like I did back in the day...but with much better hair and some fierce jeans.
In honor of our misfit decade, a collection of memories:
xo,
steph
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