Dare I Say I Had Fun?

Whew! One wedding down, three to go.

Little sister is hitched!

She made it with only a slight crimp in the program. The tiny problem that was realized exactly 2.5 hours before the wedding was that all of the hydrangeas in her bouquet and all of the hydrangeas, which were the ONLY flower used, for the seven bridesmaids' bouquets had died overnight.

Scene: Seven bridesmaids on cell phones, three soliciting husbands to Save the Day, and four calling every florist, grocery store with a floral shop, and maybe even one of them tried a cemetery in town attempting to round up enough hydrangeas in the exact shade of blue that would be needed to remake eight bouquets.

Simultaneous Scene: Bride bawling and inconsolable in the bathroom.

In the end, it all worked out and the whole thing turned out perfectly.

*Note: Hydrangeas are so delicate that they must clipped underwater. Remember that from now on.

**Also, I'll be back to the posting soon. At this time my every waking moment is being spent stuffing my face with the leftover 5 gallons of the most delectable spinach-artichoke dip on the continent and paring down the 14 bottles of wine that I was left to dispose of. I'm drinking as fast as I can. (Don't judge. Is it my fault that this house doesn't have enough cabinet space?)

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[Mr Lady]

My irises all died on my wedding day. We had to go with carnations. We all survived. :)