We're back. What a weekend. The wedding was classy and fun and excellent. Going to a wedding while in engaged is a pretty exciting time. There is a lot of "Oh, wow. This is going to be us." And a few overcome-with-emotion tears at all the important moments.
We danced and danced. Paul was in quite a dancing mood, which surprised us both. As he spun me around the dance floor, I must of told him six times, "I can't wait to marry you." And it was more than just the signature martinis talking. He's the best.
My parents have many close friends in Minnesota and Colleen is one of them. Because I want to do my own wedding flowers, my Mom arranged a meeting with her early Saturday morning to "just get some ideas." I told Colleen orange, only one color and that I wanted something simple. We walked into her house to a beautiful spread of flowers.
I was overwhelmed in the very best way. Colleen had paired orange roses with a few (silk) California poppies to make understated centerpieces and a beautiful bouquet. For greens, she used the same plant leaves that we have growing in my backyard in Sacramento. The week of the wedding, I am going to order oodles of roses, pick some leaves and wrap it all up in wire and ribbon. (Don't worry, I'll practice.) Our centerpieces will be mixes of roses in wine glasses and roses in other vessels. Simple, simple.
As soon as I saw how lovely it all looked, we called Paul and my dad to come see. Paul was impressed with the California poppies and decided that the orange the occurs naturally in nature is just the right orange. Which works. No circus colors for me.
This trip was so good. It was nice to see a wedding in action and realize that my real excitement is not over the big event but over the much bigger relationship that will follow it for 70 years.
+ PS. I, of course, highly recommend Colleen's Flower Cellar. She is rational, experienced, talented and beyond friendly. I really cannot say enough good things.