Why am I cheerful, the polar opposite of a week ago? My wonderful fiancée and I went shopping. Now, we may have maxed out the credit card (whoopsie), but we got a ton of what we need for the remainder of the planning process.
Suit for him...check...basket for flowergirl...check...tie for him...check...ties for his groomsmen and ushers...check...card basket...check...tablecloths...check...cake plates...check...beverage and large napkins...check...cups...check...confetti...check...Popsicle sticks for programs...check...flowergirl dress...check...shirt for him...check...cake server...check...garters...check...reception candy...check...
Today's main project is programs. They're going to turn out differently than I had envisioned, which is okay because that makes me feel like even though the idea was someone else's, I made it uniquely mine. The programs' design is complete...and looks great, might I add. I designed them myself, with buckets of help from Shaun. But all the information took up more room than I had originally thought, so the silk flowers I was planning to attach were not going to fit. Never fear...I adore those cutesy little things and am determined to make them work. Here's how: Shaun, my ever-loving and tolerant fiancée, is going to drill holes in the Popsicle sticks at one end. I will then use the multi-colored brads I had already purchased and affix the flowers on the opposite end of the program. Ta-da!
I also had a couple of inspirations:
The front of our program reads like a normal program, listing the wedding participants. The back, however, was going to have a wedding game. We had a crossword puzzle and a mad-lib put together for our guests' entertainment before the ceremony. The crossword, however, was kind of a bust. Most of the clues didn't connect well enough for a person to be able to solve the whole thing. But the mad-lib...oh, the mad-lib is just great. I wrote most of it, but again had help from Shaun. The inspiration is this: rather than have people fill it out and come up to us during the reception and ask us to read what they came up with, we're going to have guests put their mad-libs in a basket. Then, during the reception, each wedding party member will randomly draw two and read them to the crowd. Mad-libs are always so entertaining; why not share? I think it will be a great reception game to offset the speeches which get kind of emotional.
The tablecloths were my other, more joint inspiration. A good portion of credit is due my soon-to-be sister-in-law. We went to a party store in Boise, her hometown and where we spent the last several days, and found most of the things we'll need for the reception. Including vinyl tablecloths. Now, let me state for the record: I have been opposed to vinyl tablecloths all along. I hate them. I think they're tacky. I think they look cheap. I think they make a glaring statement that the wedding was done on the cheap (which ours is...don't tell, though). For the aforementioned reasons, I was not, I repeat, not, going to buy vinyl tablecloths. The first plan was to buy and sew burlap into tablecloths. Aside from being a pain, the burlap is too loosely woven to properly cover the tables, so the wood would show through. Plan B was to simply rent. But for two bucks a pop, can you really not just buy the vinyl? So I bought them. They're a close match to the green I'm using, so it seemed like the right thing to do. The only problem: the vinyl is still too light a material, and the brown from the table would still show through. But Shannon has a brainwave: buy the burlap to go on top of the vinyl. Ahh, yes. The green will show through the weave of the burlap, rather than the wood of the tables (and the fact that I bought vinyl tablecloths will be disguised). And, because one brainwave leads to another, I had a thought: rather than sewing and worrying about seams and just adding an extra stress to the pile, how about just buying squares of burlap? The tables are round, so the unhemmed, unsewn, worry-free burlap will just sit on top of the tables as sort of a contrast. Some of the green will still show, but it'll be okay. Overall, I think the look will be quite charming.
On a non-wedding note...we left Boise in 60-degree weather. It's snowing at home today. Any my son (cat), who was cat-sat by his auntie for five days is lying partially on my hip, partially on my bed underneath my left elbow and is purring. He's happy I'm home, which makes my heart sing because it was the longest I'd ever been away from him and I dreamed of him at night while I was away. Please, don't judge me.
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