Wedded Bliss or Bust

Mr. Pin Cushion and I? We don't like to feel clueless. We like answers. We like feeling like know-it-alls. Our thirst for knowledge ru...

Pre-wedding (obviously), the Pin Cushion spent some time searching the interwebs to find suggestions for less-than-traditional songs for our...

Yesterday, UPS delivered an unassuming box to my front door. It was large and heavy (perhaps it felt extra heavy because my arms look like c...

When it came to gifting the ladies in our wedding (my bridesmaids and Mr. Pin Cushion's groomswomen), I chose presents that were based ...

Me or him? Mr. or Mrs. Pin Cushion? It seems like most of our guests think Mr. Pin Cushion. I'm talking about names here, dear readers....

Photos of wedding get-away cars make my heart flutter (which you'd think, as a nurse, might concern me a bit . . .). There is just somet...

The Pin Cushions got married. And I think being a married woman, a decidedly adult thing to be, has made me more mature. Ha. No, not really....

It is the Pin Cushion wedding day. It has been a whirl wind of a week. I feel as though last weekend somebody threw me into a time machine ...

How many wedding items do you have that are not entirely necessary to you actually getting married? A. 5? B. 75% of your wedding items are ...

In a move very apropos to my Pin Cushion moniker, our wedding is filled with fabrics. Lots of fabrics. And not soft, sophisticated, romantic...