The Universe wants Pink

I have nothing against pink. But its been cropping up in unexpected places as we craft our little wedding what-nots, and its starting to drive me batty!


This paper was supposed to be gray. It actually was gray when we left it sitting out to dry overnight. Imagine our surprise to wake the next morning and discover it had all turned pink!


The hydrangeas I planted for bridesmaid flowers are the kind that change color depending on the ph levels of the soil. Apparently I have spotty soil because one side of the bushes are the desired blue, while the others are a fetching pink. A man actually stopped at my house the other day to ask how we had accomplished this lovely fading effect: "Nothing to it, just hope for blue!"


Today the printer is joining in the fun. My pages start out proper and by the end, pink. Especially strange because I am trying to print black and white. When I start a new print run, same story.

I'm not picky, we're just going to go with it. We don't seem to actually have a choice!

2/3 Married!

As of today, we are 2/3 married! The visit to City Hall was extremely confusing due to the absolute simplicity of getting married in Vermont.


This photo of Burlington is courtesy of TripAdvisor

We filled out our form, the clerk typed it up, we raised our right hands and swore the information was true, I worried that we were jumping the gun and were about to be pronounced married right there, especially after we signed the paper, said clerk assured us that this was not the case and gave us our certificate to be signed by our officiant, and we paid our fee. Tada!

Then I asked about name-changing. Apparently it just happens automatically? Whatever we choose to call ourselves after we are married is a go? I am suspicious. Cam assures me all will become clear...

From Lucketts

We took a day trip to Lucketts (in Virginia), my mother-in-law-to-be and I, looking for treasures.



One shop had an attic right out of a dream - creamy, sparkle-y, soft. If it had not been nearly 100 degrees we may have stayed there forever.



There were definitely treasures to be found in Lucketts, but none that came home with me that day. We are moving to Virginia in August, and somehow all the stuff that is filling up our Vermont bungalow must be condensed to fit into the Virginia condo.



Sparkly letters would be such pretty wedding decor, wouldn't they? When my own wedding is over, I would love to plan one for someone else and just go crazy on the details. At our wedding, for a variety of reasons, those pretty details just don't fit. I am ok with that, but for someone else? It would be a crafty dream-come-true! (Especially someone with an unlimited budget, oh the things we could do!)



But so it goes. We are two weeks out now. From the wedding. About one month from the move. Still no closer to finding a new job. Stress is mounting.



That looks just about right.