15 days till HS’s wedding–where have the last 13 months gone?
Checklist:
I have my dress, but need to have a friend do some minor alterations.
I was going to get a little jacket to wear over the dress (it’s sleeveless) for the ceremony, but the only one I found made it look very frumpy. I’ll just freeze, [...]
This weekend I’m off to a bridal shower for LDIL and HS. Wanting to look my best, my hair is freshly colored.
Except for the roots that frame my face. Some of those got missed somehow, so I’m going to have to have a word with my hairdresser.
Yup, I’m going to go stand in [...]
5 months and 2 days to go.
I have a dress. We know what dress BD will be need to order for her role as a “groomsmaid.”
Hers cost more than four times what I paid for mine, but that’s only because I got a great deal.
The “Save the Date” cards have been sent, and are really [...]
This weekend we took a trip to the western part of the Commonwealth to visit with HS’s future in-laws.
LDIL’s mom, who is much more organized than I can ever hope to be, had been kind enough to scope out a few possible venues for the rehearsal dinner, so the main goals of the weekend were [...]
HS: (Calling to let us know he was leaving his fiancee Nashville yesterday afternoon to return to Kentucky for the new school year): I’ll probably just be a little ball of depression at dinner.
My oldest sister and her fiance eloped back in October. Of 1983.
So this weekend, we’re going to their wedding reception.
I have a wonderful mother-in-law, and I am hoping to be the same to my future DIL (henceforth known as LDIL, for “Lovely Daughter-in-law”).
So, shortly after she and HS announced their engagement, I wrote her a letter welcoming her to the family. I used some lovely stationery that a friend have given me sometime [...]
I figured if I made enough guesses about HS’s news , I stood a pretty good chance at getting it right.
And I did.
We took him and his girlfriend out to lunch on Saturday. My son, the talented writer, pulled out a bag he’d brought along. “Remember my essay on Southern literature?”
He then pulled [...]
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