I can't think of anything in someone's life that presents us with more decisions than the process of planning a wedding. You can spend days traveling around tasting cakes. You can go out of your mind selecting floral pieces. You can actually have nightmares while trying to decide who will be in your wedding party. You face the possibility of losing a good friend if your choice offends someone. These are all very stressful options not to mention the safari the bride must go on to pick out her wedding gown. Just about the easiest selection is the groom choosing a tuxedo. Fortunately for him the options aren't to varying. The biggest problem of all is the venue. First the church normally is predetermined by the place of worship frequented by the families over the years. The big dilemma, in my estimation, is the reception hall.If all of this seems overwhelming to you, you're spot on. It certainly can be difficult. To top off the situation, the grand total in good old buckaroos gets to be a staggering amount. My last conversation with a recently married conversation, revealed that the decision to have the candles as the unity ceremony was by far the easiest one for them. They said it was even easier than choosing the tuxedos.
Thomas was really trying his very best to procure the most unique wedding favors for his soon to be bride. He promised Nell that she would be pleasantly surprised by what he came up with. The fact is he had no idea how he was going to pull it off, but he promised and he would find a way. After weeks of searching to no avail, he decided to go to an artist friend and have her create something. Finally his friend came up with what he thought was a phenomenal idea. She created a pair of dolls that depicted Thomas and Nell and went on to actually make them for him. She later told him they were her wedding gift to him.
Things were getting ridiculously out of hand as Joe and Grace were planning their wedding. If ever the term "The left hand doesn't know what the right hand is doing" applied, this was the the situation with these two nervous wrecks. Neither had a surviving parent or a sibling to help them. The different tasks were piling up like crazy and they began fighting over the most ridiculous things. The stress was beginning to affect the very outcome of the wedding. As they handed assignments to each other, things began slipping through the cracks. They actually had to verbally invite people to the wedding only days before the event because each of them thought the other took care of the wedding invitations, but neither did.
Alma and Harold are old friends of mine and my wife's. They were always known as the giggly and vivacious "BIG" couple. They were both dangerously obese, but put on a happy face around people. Then when they decided to get married, they swore to each other to get in shape or the nuptials would be cancelled. They gave themselves a full year to get it done. Once the date was set, they dove into their mutual commitment. Now here we all are, exactly one year to the day, sitting in church witnessing the happy couple at the altar. The trim couple treated us all by giving out a bag full of healthy low fat, low calorie snack bars as the wedding favors.
Promises and more promises are empty without being accompanied by real action. I have been promising myself to take the steps to finally rid my body of the excess fat I have been carrying around for far too long. I am particularly concerned with the visceral fat that could some day cause very serious health problems. I have run out of time. It is now or never. I am starting a regime of using HCG drops as well as pulling myself away from the idiot tube and walking to the gym that's half a mile from my home. I have a feeling this is really going to happen. I was just reading about what would happen if I didn't take the right steps. Believe me, fear is a great motivator.
A career in producing events at trade show venues appeared to be a very interesting and exciting field for a guy like myself who enjoys traveling and meeting new people. I'm not particularly the type that would like to sit drinking coffee or beer with the same crew every day. Going to new places and hearing about different lifestyles is more my cup of tea. The problem is that running these events can easily create an average twelve to fourteen hour work day. It wasn't until I discovered the efficiency of event management software that I could spend more of my time enjoying the new surroundings I was traveling to.
Talk about putting something mildly. To say that the BP oil spill settlement is costly is like saying Wilt Chamberlain was above average height. I don't think there are enough zeros available to print these numbers. Catastrophes have a way of eating up huge fortunes. The difference in this case is that a huge corporation is the culprit and not Mother Nature. When she acts up and creates havoc, it is the government who has to fork up the bucks. In this scenario, one wonders how BP will weather the storm they created. One thing I have been thinking about is how the coffers of the UK will do with BP having such a huge right-off.
If any of you out there are familiar with the original make-over shows on TV., you will recall that they were about making over people, not homes. Each episode inevitable wound up with some dental procedures being done. They presented these dental offices like they were these luxurious spa like places with beautifully decorated surroundings. It makes me wonder if these were stage sets or actual offices. I also wonder if I will be seeing sign depicting "Ritzy Dental Practices For Sale," since they don't use them for TV any longer. I also noticed that were always located in some high end area like Beverly Hills.
It doesn't take a Sherlock Holmes to determine that many of the Deepwater Horizon claims are off the charts. Surely, of the thousands affected by this horrible experience, there must be a few hundred that fall into the million or multi- million dollar category. I don't mean to have it sound like a pun, but we won't have any idea of this huge number the claims finally add up to be until the coast is clear. I'd bet that there are quite a few nations that don't have any where near the fiscal budget of what it will take to satisfy all of these claims.
Now that the Deepwater Horizon Settlement project has been underway for some time, the victims that have been dealt with and have their claims closed are beginning to wonder if they did the right thing for themselves. As they hear about those who have been holding back to see if their claims could possible get higher settlements, they are doubting what their level of trust and confidence in the Deepwater people should be. At this point, I have no idea if any of these cases are eligible to be reopened, if any of them get concerned with whether or not they made a fair deal.
You shouldn't have your wife's cousin try to assist you in determining the value of your business whether it be a hot dog stand or a brokerage firm. For example it would take a firm like NAPB to get the proper dental practice valuation as opposed to you or anyone else who is not in any shape way or form a professional estimator. These people have spent years and years honing their skills of valuation. A dentist is trained for determining methods of dental care, not the network of facets involved in determining a market valur for the practice.
Few things survive from a wedding reception for decades. One that comes to mind is the wedding gown. I can imagine there are thousands of them, at least, stored in sealed cartons and stashed in the attics or basements around the globe. Another would be the immortal wedding guest book. This has to be the most significant item of memorabilia next to the wedding album. When you open this book, the names each bring a memory of their own. You can easily find yourself drifting back in time by remembering certain individuals that shared that wonderful day with you.
I often wonder how long it will be before the last of the BP oil spill claims will be settled. The ills of the spills (if you will) are beginning to look like the "Never Ending Story." There is a definite chain reaction in how the effects of one thing lead on to a problem for another. For instance, if you were a restaurant who depended on a certain fish source that can no longer supply you with the product that was your signature menu item, who is responsible for the interruption? As you can see, there will be many arguments along this line. The loss of revenues will arise in many instances that aren't as evident as the initial damage.
This euphemism, "recession", being tossed around that names the depression our economy has been in, is just another opportunistic political ploy used to cover up the lack of proficiency in our embarrassing two party system government. When you are a congressman for a couple of years and your pension and benefits are going to be guaranteed for the rest of your life, you can call a depression a recession. When your business is suffering and you can't support your family, a depression is a depression. If it weren't for B2B telemarketing saving my life, I don't what I would have done.
Joseph and Louise really meant well when they decided to gift all their wedding guests with a pen and pencil set as wedding favors. They took quite a while to pick out an appropriate set that wouldn't break their bank. The guests, including myself, were thrilled to get such a valuable and, I might add, practical gift, since these favors aren't always something so appreciable. The problem was that the pens were defective and many a jacket lining and dress shirt were stained with the leaking ink. They both were extremely embarrassed and infuriated with the store they bought them at.
I have attended about four thousand wedding receptions(or at least it seems like that many). Never have I been as emotionally caught up in any of them as this last one. I can't even say it was a couple I was very close to. I was actually surprised that I received an invitation. They work for the same company as I do, but I only run across them occasionally . Yet there I was, sobbing like a baby when they performed this magical unity ceremony. As the flames of union became one, something inside me absorbed the essence of the moment. Something I haven't felt for a very long time. It evoked the emotion from my own wedding so many years ago.
If you have been a part of the obesity segment of the population for any appreciable amount of time, you know what the depths of depression and self recrimination are. You know that no matter what you accomplish, you are always looked at as the person that has no self control and maybe even a "HOG" by some. Well, I am happy to bring to you my tale of removing that very stigma. I went from being a "HOG" to using HCG drops and on my path to regaining a real life and shedding the discrimination and disrespect of others. I could not be more appreciative of what those minute little drops have done for me.
Since Annette and Tom seemingly spend every spare moment they have hanging around the tennis courts at the country club, they made the decision to have their wedding ceremony right there on center court. It seems a bit odd, but all of us that know them sort of suspected it might be the case. When we received their wedding invitations, the tennis racquet background with the letters formed with tiny tennis balls was a dead giveaway. The invitations were very sport influenced and actually mimicked the appearance of tickets to a tennis match. I really got a kick out of their idea and I'm sure many others also appreciated them.
Don't look at me like I'm strange. I prefer thoughtful and inventive, if you don't mind. Just because I gave a newly wed couple a gift of event management software, doesn't qualify me for the loony bin. My theory is that if you really are committed to giving a gift that number one, is practical and useful and number two, will just keep on giving, then you should give it ample time and attention. This lovely young couple were always complaining how their job (where they met) is so time consuming that they have little time for recreation. Since they are event planners, guess who gave them the gift they enjoyed most. I rest my case.
I have this very dynamic and interesting position with a nationally prominent corporation. It absolutely absorbs my entire life. I eat, sleep and breathe this job. I run the trade show operations for a bio-tech company and the road is becoming my home. I heard about event management software and jumped right on it. I must say it is a tremendous help, but believe it or not, I still need more help. I keep requesting at least one assistant to help with my work load. I might as well ask the stars for help when you consider the void in the company's response.