I have been remiss in blogging about the amazing wedding shower that I was thrown a couple weeks ago. Let me pause to say that there are lots of not-fun parts to wedding planning. Tracking down addresses, remembering lots of little paper work things, paying for stuff – these things are not fun.
But showers are truly fantastic. You get to eat impossibly good food (often presented in bite sized quantities, and I pretty much prefer finger food above all else) and spend the afternoon with great ladies. Here are the two great ladies who threw me a shower here in Wilmore:
Tina, the very first person who ever trusted me to babysit for her children, and Karen, my mentor from high school (who has kind of continued this roll…).
Before I show you some pictures of how much fun we had, I want to saw that wedding showers are also really humbling. That may seem like a strange choice of words, but let me explain. Every person who shows up to give you gifts (and eat finger sandwhiches) has given of their time to be there, and of their money to get you great gifts. Why? I like to think it is out of hope for the home that James and I will build and joy for the family that we start when we commit to be with each other forever. To be rejoiced over and showered upon in this way is humbling indeed, and it makes me so very thankful to have people in my life who are genuinely excited for the decision James and I are making. It makes me think of a verse I have always loved:
“The LORD your God is with you, he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing.” – Zephaniah 3:17
So here are some pictures of our afternoon of rejoicing.
Yes, these are macarons, curtesy of Tina. They, as well as the ammmmazzzziiinnngggg cake of which I ate 5 pieces (yes, FIVE. And they were not small) were from European Delights Bakery.
This picture is just to prove that even when you have a great hair day, you can still be caught in really unattractive facial expressions. It is also slightly fascinating how my arm looks like about the size of that of a T-Rex, and it seems to be protruding directly from my side. (And Megan looks adorable, so I had to put it up. Plus I am super obsessed with that awesome serving tray, the one that my T-Rex arm is clutching.)