Wednesday, November 25, 2009

My hands

smell like garlic and can't stop thinking about tomorrow.

I spent close to 4 hours prepping two types of stuffing, chopping shallots, mashing garlic, and cleaning mussels.

I wish we had a large family to share everything with.

I am grateful we have each other.

I am happy tomorrow is just another festive day.

Hope you are having a wonderful Thanksgiving!

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Message to my dear 2 followers

I now have a new blog that is taking over my life:

ThePinkElephantPhotoBlog.com

I am now following both of you as Pink Elephant Photography Blog, so don't get alarmed :-)

I apologize for poor content on the blog - it has been up and running for less than 24 hours :-) I am working on bringing some exciting stuff (as exciting as I can be!)

I will probably keep writing some super private stuff here anyway but my posting regime will shift from rare to SUPER rare, I suspect. Unless something weird happens, like a pregnancy or mad success or something like that.

I am very grateful to both of you for sticking around :-) I read your posts religiously, and I apologize if I don't comment often enough. I just don't think I have anything insightful to say most of the time :-)

xoxo

P.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

For the third day in a row

I've been reading a blog by a young woman who is a newlywed (as of February 2009). She writes about her daily routine, relationship with her husband, hobbies, faith, and many-many other things. She does it effortlessly and extremely honestly.

I wonder if I am ever so honest even with myself.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

I love this time of the day,

somewhere between 7 and 9 pm. It is quiet but not in the night quiet sort of way - I can feel people all around gathering in their kitchens and dining rooms, sitting in front of TVs, kids finishing up their homework, dogs and cats cuddling up with their humans... So much going on... So many private comedies, dramas and love stories unfolding... And, oh how much I enjoy my solitude amidst this action, waiting for Tom to come home...

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

It is raining in LA



Time for some chicken soup :-)

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

I wish it rained

One of my all time favorite childhood memories is of my mom telling me and a friend of mine to go out and play in the summer rain. All my other friends were confined to their apartments and they watched us with envy - after all we got to get all muddy and soaking wet! My mom is the best mom ever. In the winter, I was allowed to lick icicles and even bring them home! When I have a child, I will always first think - what would my mom do?

Friday, September 18, 2009

I have spent a lot of time

on Craigslist' other than "Jobs" section in the last couple of days. First, I placed a posting giving away our used moving boxes. Then, I was looking for tickets to India Calling! at the Hollywood Bowl. And today, I was just bored.

What I noticed was that people give away for free A LOT OF dirt! Seriously, dirt! I wonder where they get it and who picks it up.

And then today, when I was picking up the tickets, the lady who was selling them to me described herself as a "very tall" person. I stood there waiting for a VERY tall person to show up but she happened to be very moderately tall. I have seen taller women for sure. And apparently she didn't recognize me because she didn't expect that I would show up with a dog (I had Bulka with me and I left a message on her answering machine on my way to meet her saying I would be with a bulldog!). So, we disappointed each other in how each of us looked. (Hmm... This kind of very slightly relates to Craigslist.)

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

I am a spoiled

spoiled person. A few minutes ago, I dug a knife into a little watermelon that I brought home from the market today and was taken aback when the red flesh revealed tiny black seeds. My first reaction was to dump the whole damn thing in trash - what the hell?! - I thought to myself - what are THESE doing here?! It took me a couple of minutes to realize how horrible I have become. I remembered being a kid in Russia savoring the red juicy deliciousness of watermelons that actually HAD seeds and they were a huge part of enjoyment. How embarrassing.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

New beginnings?

After my failed attempt to get back into the working world, Tom and I had a serious talk and decided that I will no longer look for a paralegal job. Tom has been encouraging me to start my own dog photography business for a while now - he is so supportive and empowering, it is unbelievable! I do lack education in the photography department, and having been married to a professional photographer before, I am super aware of my limitations. Ironically, my ex-husband was never too psyched about me taking photos, and now he praises me and thinks I can do it. I know, I have a good eye but I also know how much I don't know and it freaks me out. So, my first instinct is to sign up for a basic photography class. Tom's suggestion is to beg my way into an internship with an established pet photographer to see how the insides work. I guess it would be best to combine the two, but I am scared shitless to start...

So, the tasks are - signing up for a class and sending out letters to photographers.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

We are all moved in

and comfortable at the house and we are loving every second of being here. The views are gorgeous, the area is great, the nights are super quiet and dark, and the food tastes better :-) I am serious about the food - we bought a grill!!! And even patio furniture! True, we don't have a yard in the usual sense of the word, although we have a lot of land, but we do have lemons and grapefruit and something else, sort of like wild oranges growing on the property! I have even made lemonade and squeezed some fresh juice! It was the best thing we have ever tasted! Bulka was freaked out for a week or so after the move until she figured out that she can sun herself daily on the balcony and watch the neighborhood. I even found the best little park ever where I take her nightly to chase ball and roll in the grass. She is a much happier bulldog now :-)








And, I even got a job in the midst of it all! Well, it was just a one-day job because I decided not to return - the solo practitioner attorney (who was looking to grow her business and hired an experienced paralegal) asked me to urgently leave in the middle of the day to buy dog food for her dogs and then when I returned I was instructed to weigh mail on her bathroom (!!!) scale and then do the math to calculate correct postage. I know I am a pussy... I quit...

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Apparently,

the key to closing was removing me from the U.S. I bought a ticket to Moscow at 1am on July 4 and at 11:50pm of the same day I was leaving behind fireworks and worries. While I was in Moscow, the house papers got signed and the loan was funded. The only thing I had to do upon my return is collect the keys!

So... ever since I have been ignoring my jet lag and packing and connecting utilities. And getting sad to leave Miracle Mile. And the park at La Brea Tar Pits. And my Trader Joe's. And the Arclight. And Amalfi. And Susina. And LACMA. And so many other favorite places...

I came to LA from Moscow on August 15, 1999. Now, 10 years later I am moving away.

A whole new journey ahead. Exciting and scary at the same time - but mostly exciting!

We went to the house a couple of days ago and I took "before" photos. Can't wait till we get everything set up so that I can take "after" pics too!

Monday, June 29, 2009

I know, I know...

It's getting super old. I am well aware, trust me my only reader :-)

We still DON'T KNOW whether we are getting the house. The FHA process sucks.

I was supposed to go to Moscow for a couple of weeks but because of the uncertainty with the housing situation I simply can not leave Tom alone to juggle work, the impending move (we HAVE to be out of this apt by July 26) and Bulka. I am so sad about not going, I can't even express it. I haven't seen my mom in 4 years...

I feel tragically cheated out of my trip.

And I am taking too many puppy pictures and giving them away without charging for it. Apparently, I am good at dog photography. Why knew?! Given that I am super allergic, it is sort of ironic.

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Still waiting...

Oh well, it's a lesson in patience, and the house is becoming less and less important.

I am not feeling that hot lately - having very strange dreams that involve natural disasters, predators and violence. A couple of nights ago, I actually had to wake up and open my eyes to see the man from my dream slowly disappear in thin air. It had never happened to me before!

During the day, it's hard to get going, so I often take a two-hour nap in the middle of the day and wake up only out of feeling of guilt.

Banana walnut raisin bread for Tom is in the oven. The apartment smells delish.

Waiting for Tom to come home and browsing through pics.

Monday, June 8, 2009

I think

I am gonna go into a coma or die or do whatever to disappear until Wednesday.

The wait is unbearable despite me being SUPER patient.

I haven't checked the house website for over a week!

I am waiting.

I am waiting.

I am freaking tired of waiting, so the last two days I want to spend in a chemically induced coma. Please.

Sunday, June 7, 2009

About the dress -

- I have figured that if I don't find a reasonably priced nice and flattering dress, I will take my TIBI wrap halter dress from Anthropologie to a seamstress and have it recreated still in silk but in a different color (not sure what color yet).

The dress looks like this:


P.S. pardon the out-of-focusness of the photo, it was taken by a stranger who was kind enough to stop and snap a photo of us :)

I think I know

what I am doing wrong - I am mixing my wedding and non-wedding stuff in one blog. But in my defense - I don't know how to split myself into two (or even more) personalities. So, I am going to stay here, in one form and shape, however bloggerly schizophrenic it may be.

A couple of things

wedding related.

Talking to your significant others is very useful. Apparently, having a layered cake and nice flowers at our wedding is very important to Tom! I was shocked to learn that. I mean, yes, we have discussed that food, photography and open bar were crucial. But flowers and cake?! I was thinking of simple decorations and mostly candles. He wants real flower arrangements. Huh?!

I guess it is a good thing we are hoping of having the ceremony and reception at the house (if we get it).

Given Tom's wishes, I am hoping to arrange a flower donation to a hospital or something like that.

Miraculously,

bitching about my weight gain has helped - as of today, I am 3 lbs lighter than at the time of my previous blog. I have no idea what is going on with my body anymore. Seriously.

Anyway, on Wednesday we should know if the loan is approved. Which means we will know whether we are getting the house. I feel like our life has been sort of suspended with everything revolving around the big purchase. We have signed lease termination documents at our current place and if we do not get the house, we will have 20 days to find a new place to move to! Having said that, I need to clarify - I HATE moving. In my first 7 years of being in the States, I moved once to an apartment across the hall. And then there have been 3 moves - first me moving in with Tom, then us together moving into the guest house, and then us moving over here after our landlords sold the property. Our last move was in February 2009. I can't believe we will be moving again so soon. Given the uncertainty of the situation, we haven't even started packing! To be completely honest, we haven't even completely unpacked from the previous move! So, I am holding my breath and hoping that we get the house - just for the sake of us not having to move yet again!!! Sounds silly but I will cry if we miss out on the house simply because it will mean more moves in the future.

By the way, I didn't mind moving so much when my possessions fit in a couple of suitcases.

Friday, June 5, 2009

Hmmm...

Tom returned to me my scale after confiscating it for almost 2 weeks. He thinks I am addicted to weighing myself (I step on the scale every morning). My conviction is that weighing myself keeps me in check. The 2 week scale deprivation experiment has just proven my point. I have gained over 2 pounds.

Ever since moving to the States I have had to think of my weight. I don't know if it is the lifestyle or food or something else (like me aging)?.. And then, most recently, my weight has become my personal adversary who I fight every day. I am sooo tired of it. And it's not like I eat crap! No, I cook every day, I eat only fresh and mostly organic, I never eat fast food, I eat out rarely, I eat a ton of veggies and some fruit and berries, I don't eat processed foods and simple carbohydrates, I eat a lot of fish... why am I gaining weight?! I know that last week I just let myself go - I ate the same healthy food but in bigger quantities and I haven't worked out in a couple of weeks. This is explainable. But I still can't explain why I gain weight when I eat properly and exercise. Seriously!

Last year, I was almost 10 lb lighter!!!

I need to get back to that weight. I was not tiny but I was comfortable.

At times like this I realize that I am really a lucky person whose biggest problem is her weight... I will go now and rethink the whole thing.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

All right,

today I have accomplished two things - changed the name of my blog to the Life of Peanut, since I write about anything and everything but our wedding, and created a new blog where I post my photos of dogs at the park where I walk Bulka every day - http://dogsinthepark.wordpress.com/.

For the second day in a row

I feel absolutely blah and brain dead. Yesterday, I spent almost the entire day sleeping with Bulka and eventually got up only to take her to the park. The timing is bad - I have this ONE assignment for my class that I need to complete by Saturday, and I can not muster any energy or motivation to get it started. The assignment involves leaving the house and talking to people, something I am not in the mood for... Urghhh... And I am feeling guilty for being such a slug too...

On a different note - I got a call back for the second interview for the extremely low paying part time job.

Inspired by

Smitten Kitchen's blog, I entertained Tom and his best friend visiting from CT on business the following gourmet way:

Appetizer:

Mussels steamed in white wine (everyone was super hungry, so I only got to snap a picture of leftovers and this is not their best representation!) with toasted crusty French bread:



Main course:

Braised lamb shanks in red wine sauce with mashed potatoes and grilled asparagus:



Dessert:

Raspberry donuts (Trader Joe's) and lemon sorbet (Double Rainbow). No photo here - too much food and wine had been consumed by that point for anyone (or me - precisely) to care about taking some silly food pictures :)))

P.S. I guess I did not size the images properly but they will show in their original form if you click on them :)

Saturday, May 30, 2009

When I came home

after today's class, Tom had a surprise for me - tickets to La Traviata at LA Opera. I know it sounds cheesy and lame - but now I can't help but wonder whether I would be able to give up the love of my life for whatever reason... This thought scares me. Oh how far I am from being a Buddhist...

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Maybe it's me being Russian

or whatever else went wrong with me at some point in my life, but I can never say "my mom". It is always "our mom". In my head, she is not just a mom to me, she is also a mom to my sister, so she is OUR mom, right?

Same thing with the wedding - it is OUR wedding, not just mine or his. For this reason, it almost physically hurts me to read "my wedding", "my venue", "my invitations."

Am I super opinionated and insensitive?

I am trying

to figure myself out - either I am not really in any planning mode and I don't give a crap yet or I am a freak and will never give enough crap to lose sleep over invitations...

I love paper goods. My all time favorite store is PULP/ILLITERATURE on La Brea, and every card I buy is usually handmade and cool like hell. However, I do not give a crap about our future wedding invitations. Seriously. I read somewhere about using city view postcards as invites, and I really liked the idea. For some weird un-womanly and un-weddingly reason I can not start worrying about what image will adorn some cards that are purely utilitarian - telling people when and where we will wed.

I will go now and think about what is wrong with me.

Is it me

being drawn to a certain type of wedding bloggers or is every bride out there wearing a flower and/or feather and/or birdcage at her wedding?!

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Despite loving New York and Moscow,

I feel small and lonely when I am there. When I landed in LA for the first time almost 10 years ago, I thought it was one of the ugliest, disjointed cities I had ever visited. Now I think that LA in fact has a unified theme - coexistence of beautiful and ugly. I never felt like LA was a CITY. More like an amalgamation of parts and pieces. LA waited for 10 years for it's revenge. Today, it made me feel small and lonely. It happened when I was driving out from the Disney Concert Hall and didn't take my usual route but stayed straight to turn left on 4th. The underpass, the underbelly, the womb of Downtown were towering above me, crowding me from the sides, and pushing me from behind. They were distant and close at the same time. As I sat at the light, the moment felt like birth, with me going through passages to greet the light. Strange...

Friday, May 22, 2009

Tom asked me

a couple of months ago whether I would like to get a nice purse for my birthday, and I said I would rather have a digital SLR camera.  Then he asked whether I would take a lavish birthday party with a modest gift over a camera and I said I did not need a party to remain close to my friends but I wanted a camera to stay in touch. 

Yesterday, while at Hatfield's on Beverly, he gave me a Canon DSLR XSi kit with an extra lens (55-250 mm), and I was ready to go to bed with the baby in the sling pack that he got me to shelter it.  

Today, I took it with me to the park on my daily bully walk and then to a party that a friend of mine threw for my birthday (I still got a party!).

I LOVE TOM AND I LOVE MY CAMERA.  THEY ARE THE BESTEST.

Baby Bulka:


Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Two years ago


I looked like this:

I was 31 then and it was my first real birthday with Tom :)

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

I have a problem

with the wedding party.  Tom wants his brother and his three true friends to be his groomsmen.  And this is where I stumble.  In regular life, I have more friends, acquaintances and pals than he does.  I am naturally more social and outgoing but I still struggle with the concept of bridesmaids.  Having said that, I do not want our parties to be symmetrical and I could go with only a maid of honor.  And, frankly, I am not fully understanding the entire idea behind having bridesmaids.  Maybe I need more education on this point?  But the matter is - between my move to the U.S. and my divorce, in the last 10 years my circle of friends has changed at least three times, and I don't know who I would ask to be my bridesmaids.  My sister will be my maid of honor.  And then I have a couple of friends who will probably feel hurt if I don't ask them.  Maybe my standards are too stringent?  Maybe it is not such a big deal?  I have had at least 3 very close friends fade away after the divorce - for one or another reason.  I still have very close friends in Russia who I would love to see in my bridal party, but they will never make it out here (I know their circumstances and I will not insist).  And then I have friends that I made around 3 years ago when I started my new job, and with whom I have gone through some lows and highs but I don't see them to be as close to me as they think.  At this point, unfortunately, I don't think I have a single friend who is my true friend (I don't count Tom, my sister and a few friends in Russia).  So, what do I do?  Is there any required protocol that needs to be followed?  I need to research this more.

Update to the previous post -

Literally, minutes after I posted, my phone signaled to me that a new e-mail was received.  It was an invitation to my next interview - this time with the department representative!  Next Tuesday!  Yay!!!

Last Saturday,

I interviewed at MOCA for a volunteering position.  Frankly, I did not know what to expect and how to approach it going in - will they go over my resume that has nothing to do with the arts?  Should I be telling them that I at some point or another have broached the world of art either through college courses, self-education, or having a long history of falling for artists?  Should I wear something artsy and act bohemian?  Will they test my knowledge of the exhibitions they have held in the past 5 years?  And oh my god!  I am not even a member of the museum!!!

Oh, how silly of me was to worry about all this!  Valerie, who interviewed me, was warm, supportive and encouraging.  She referred to her own volunteering experience to make me more comfortable and didn't test any of my knowledge :)  She was curious why I wanted to volunteer and I was honest saying that the arts have always attracted me and I am dying to see the "behind the scenes" of a museum.  After about 5 minutes of chatting, she made an absolutely accurate assessment of my aspirations and suggested that I volunteer at their communications department.  

To say that I am excited is to say nothing - I am thrilled!  Oh, how I look forward for them to call me back for an interview with the department personnel!   And I can't wait to start!

Monday, May 18, 2009

Kind of strange -

despite the fact that I am Russian, I never cook Russian food and extremely rarely go to Russian restaurants (because in the States and in LA in particular they are lame).  But I do crave Russian food once in a while, it's my comfort food.  So, for some weird unexplainable reason, I made vegetarian borscht today.  A HUGE pot of it.  And what is even worse - I have already consumed almost a half of it.   Within a couple of hours.  I will go nap now because I can't breathe anymore...

Thursday, May 14, 2009

I did it!!!

I reupholstered one of the 6 dining chairs that we bought over a year and a half ago!   The chairs are a part of a beautiful original Heywood-Wakefield dining room set, which also includes a dining table.  Originally, we were going to have the chairs reupholstered professionally for us.  I am not even sure why we never did - we are procrastinators!  So, when I quit, I decided to turn the chairs into a little project of mine.  And after weeks of looking for the right fabric and foam and a couple of visits to the scary and very manly Home Depot, I have beautified the first chair!

Ta-da!


And this is the new and cute chair next to its old brother:



And even though the chair is not perfect, I am so proud of myself :-)  

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Okay, now I am bummed out...

Spoke to my mom and sister - August is too little notice for them given that the plane tickets and visas alone for their party of 4 will be around $6K...  :(((  So, we are back to trying to figure out what to do now.  

I am thinking we still could have a ceremony at the house in the winter, the time when we planned to wed originally.  Tom is not against the idea but we haven't really talked much about it.


Thursday, May 7, 2009

Speaking about

job interviews...  I had one today... Apparently, it was a screening interview. And I was shocked: they were going to hold second interviews for at least 5 qualified applicants for a position that pays $10-12 per hour!!!  I was making more than twice as much as the higher number and was still complaining about being underpaid!  I mean, come on!!!  And the way the interviewer's eyes popped when I said what my last salary was - that was priceless, seriously.  Urghhh...  Somehow I feel they are trying to take advantage of the whole recession situation, and that in my view is just not good.  Should I say opportunistic? 

Yesterday,

in the middle of a house-purchasing emergency Tom and I had lunch together.  (This is VERY rear, since he works and I don't and he never eats anyway until he comes home and then he consumes everything.)  So, during lunch we discussed, among other important things like my job interview, the idea of combining our wedding and a housewarming party.  In my view, the biggest challenge was the guest list, in Tom's - giving my family in Russia enough time to plan their trip to the States.  Eventually, he suggested having a small - family and close friends - ceremony earlier in the day and a cocktail reception / house warming party a bit later.  I thought it was brilliant!  At this point we decided to take a few days to think this over and confer again soon :)  And, frankly, I don't know what is there to discuss - I love the idea!  We are thinking of having the event some time in August - about a month and a half after we move and before my nephew's school starts in Russia.  I am excited and can't wait to start planning :)   

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

It seems like we are going to have a housewarming/wedding party after all.  

I am not sure how I feel about it yet.

On one hand, I am thrilled to have a chance to plan either of those parties, although I am not a huge planner.

On another hand, I am not sure HOW to fit the wedding part into it.

We are in the process of buying a house on a hill with a lot of land which is unusable.  We can not have a backyard wedding. We can have a balcony wedding, sort of.  And, I don't know how to arrange the whole thing logistically - I mean, I would have invited a TON of people to our housewarming party BUT I don;t feel comfortable inviting some of them to our wedding.

So, I am confused, which will lead to more talks to Tom, although he has discussed it with his mom, and she supports the idea.  What do I do?!

Monday, April 20, 2009

Last Saturday,

I started a class at UCLA Extension, Decoding The Contemporary Art World taught by Rebecca Taylor.  It was sort of scary and intimidating - Tom likes to think that I know a lot about art, but it is true only in comparison to people who never ever touched the world of art... so I was hesitant... and did I mention scared?  Anyway, the teacher turned out to be an incredibly bright, beautiful, contagiously enthusiastic and encouraging person, and the group was small and welcoming, with 3 persons of the 9 in attendance following Rebecca from class to class.  There was one lady in her late 30's with whom I identified myself - she is a stay-at-home mom of 3 kids and is taking classed to keep her brain from turning into mush :)))  There is even one Russian artist.  So, on Sunday I went to Barnes and Noble and got 2 books from the list recommended by Rebecca.  She also praised Twitter and Facebook as means to get access to people in the art world, and I finally gave in and created a Twitter profile, although I am not sure I will use it for anything else other than following her.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

There are a lot of reasons

why it has been so long and we never actually had a chance to discuss our wedding plans.  First, 4 days after we got engaged over a weekend in Santa Barbara, our landlords informed us that they sold the house in 4 (!!!) days and we had 45 days to move.  Naturally, it took us about a month to find a place and move.  Then, it was the move itself and the stress of unpacking and settling in the new apartment.  After that, after another unhappy day at work, I decided that it was time for me to quit.  The last 2 weeks at work were very stressful and unpleasant and took up a ton of my energy.  Next day after I quit, Tom got involved into a big litigation with the case going into trial, meaning that it has been 5 weeks of him working non-stop, coming home at 2am and leaving at 8am, and not taking any days off. 

So, it is obvious that with all the craziness happening in our life wedding plans have not been our first priority.  We have talked in passing about possibilities but have not taken the time to sit down and plan.  We do share though a desire for an intimate, fun and special event that will have our families united and everyone in attendance playing their own part.   

One day, Tom asked me to tell him what my dream wedding would be without any considerations for expense.  

The wedding of my dreams takes place at a very small but gorgeous winery sitting high on a hill in Santa Ynez Valley near Santa Barbara.  We would have around 50 persons attending, with a permission from the owners of the winery to dance and drink as long as our guests can stand up.

My next dream wedding happens to be in Greece, Italy or Croatia, where we would rent a villa that could accommodate most of our guests, and the celebration would take place on the terrace overlooking the sea, with everyone sharing a festive meal at one huge table.

I have also thought of an ideal elopement that would probably happen somewhere in Northern California, and not in the form of a package deal, but planned by me and Tom.  

So, I am growing inside me the seeds of three possible wedding scenarios.  It is quite exciting to see which one will actually become reality.

We will see.  When we actually have time to sit down and talk about our wedding plans :)

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

4 months into being engaged

and no date and no real plan yet!  It has become my personal guilty pleasure to watch peoples' faces when I say that we are taking it easy in response to their questions about the wedding date.  Everyone is so used to the military-style scheduling and planning that begin the second after a girl gets her ring that Tom and I are considered weird :-)  The funny thing about us that we were sort of planning an elopement 4 months before we actually got engaged, and our commitment to each other does not depend on whether we have set the date or not.  Next week, it will our 3rd anniversary, and last February marked 5 years since we absolutely randomly met at JFK (yes, at the airport).  I, a Russian, was married at the time and lived in Los Angeles, and he, an American, was single and lived in Connecticut.  For some strange reason we stayed in touch via texting and occasional e-mailing and reconnected after I separated from my husband and he moved to LA for a new job.  We are considering a whole slew of options for our wedding - from having our ceremony and reception at a winery, to a destination wedding, to an elopement.  In any event, even a wedding at a winery promises to be a fairly small affair with around 50 persons attending given that my entire immediate and extended family is in Russia.

Given the ever changing nature of our "planning", I have felt uncomfortable sharing my thoughts with friends.  So, I will use this blog to voice my ideas, concerns and inspirations.