Three blogs today! That’s my record so far! Then again it’s only my second day…
Sangria was a lot of fun. We girls really need to get together more often. Our next thing will be a day of movie-hopping at the new ginourmous movie theater on Grand. Kristine is going to plan it for a rainy day.
Martha and I discussed the wedding idea I had for the fabric pieces that’ll be sent at the same time as the invitations… long story short, we’re going to get together sooner rather than later to pick fabrics and brainstorm some more. She has a bit of a fabric addiction at the moment, so naturally she was the first person I thought of for help.
Speaking of other wedding stuff, I talked to our planner today (which I usually kinda avoid, because I don’t want to end up spending a million hours with her that we’ll get billed for later.) She had some good info for me about the rules for using candles at Green Dolphin Street (the ceremony & reception site): there are no rules! Well, the wax can’t drip all over the linens– but I can do a whole bunch of pillar candles on each table without hurricanes or holders! With circular piles of rose petals around them, I’m thinking. It’ll be neat and ethereal. The planner also said she had a great florist connection who can do our bouquets and boutinierres/corsages for mega-cheap– and also provide the arch. We should be meeting with him next week. :)
Sorry to bore. Having the wedding stuff moving along is pretty exciting. We picked out tuxes a couple of weekends ago, and it took all of fifteen minutes to pick out the things we wanted to reserve. I dunno, I thought it would be much more involved…
While we were at Sopo, (a brand spanking new place across the street from Coobah where we went since we couldn’t get a Coobah table after sitting for too long at the bar) Monty– AKA Sarah– banished me from the table for a bit while she was in cahoots with the other girls about some sort of humiliating bachelorette party she wants to plan. She had asked for Aubrey’s info (my matron of honor), since the two of them should be in on this together. Monty had also asked me if Aubrey was at all “crazy.” That doesn’t sound like the sign of a well-behaved get-together to me. Luckily, Aubrey’s a kindergarten teacher who probably won’t let Monty get away with too much. Whew.
I’m also pretty darn excited about our rehearsal dinner, which will be at Southport Lanes. There’s four pinboy-run bowling lanes there. Pinboys!! After he heard that news, my dad told me that his first-ever job was as a pinboy. He made 11¢ a game. Yowch.
Speaking of crappy pay, I still haven’t heard about any job stuff yet. Maybe tomorrow…
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