Be careful, Ladies and Gents. This post actually consists mostly of wedding planning information, unlike most of my other posts on this, my wedding blog. Whoa.
Yesterday was my appointment with the one florist who could make an appointment on a Saturday. A few of the other places that I talked to only make consultation appointments during the week. Now, don't get me wrong, I value my weekends off. That is my personal time and the Saturdays that I do work totally infringe on the time I need to recover and prepare myself for another week. That being said, people who are getting married apparently don't work day jobs. Apparently if you want flowers at your wedding, you either work part time and don't work days or you can randomly disappear from your job for hours on end during the day. Whatever.
The good news is that the florist that I really liked is the one that could make an appointment with me. Mom, Kait, and I trucked down there and entertained this lady for a little bit while I attempted to explain what I thought I wanted. This was difficult since I know very very very little about flowers. We had also been given so inaccurate information about hydrangeas from another florist. He told me they were so fragile that they'd wilt halfway through the ceremony. This is apparently just not true. Yes, they should be in water as long as possible, but so should most flowers. The other good aspect is that since the blooms are so large, you can use one to make a bouquet very full. And they are exceptionally Southern and match all three colors of our color scheme. Bam. Done. The only problem is that she's going to call me Monday or Tuesday with how much it will cost. I'm terrified.
Afterwards we went to the Emory Road Garden Center out in Powell/Halls to look at Pansies for our centerpieces. In attempt to cut down on flower costs, we're not going to do our centerpieces through a florist. We're gonna make a trip to the garden center or Lowes and buy a few flats of pansies, slap 'em in a galvanized wash bin, tie some ribbon on it, and call it done. I think it's gonna be great.
We poked around looking at pansies and then went and got our nails did. That's clearly what you're supposed to do when you're out with your mom and your best friend on a rainy Saturday. Run some wedding errands and then let someone else beautify you. Awesome.
We also already got our first wedding gift: bomb-ass sheets we registered for at Bed Bath and Beyond. Despite my previous distaste for "Bloodbath and Beyond," the girls in the registry department have been the nicest and most helpful in my registry experience. The Belk lady frightened me with her fast talking and excitement about Wilton Armatele (which is difficult to understand when she says is really fast and you've never heard of it before.) The girl at Williams Sonoma might have been helpful if she hadn't been so busy. Instead she practically tossed us a scanning gun, asked us if we new how to use it, and mentioned we should register for things in price groups before sending us on our way. The Bed Bath and Beyond girls at least seem to be excited for you, but not overly pushy. They're willing to wander around with you if you want them to or just leave you alone and check up on you occasionally. I give it 2 thumbs up. Two awesomely manicured, acrylic-nailed (currently pink) thumbs up.
Today we are at Jonathan's recording studio for a bit while he does some work before we go to the gym. After the gym will hopefully be a trip to the mall to buy Jon's wedding band. Fingers crossed.
Progress!!
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