In the aftermath of Halloween crafting, I've been trying to get back into a regular, creative, groove. Nothing really impressive to share quite yet, but I'll get there.
Made some slippers out of necessity. I like them, but they're not like, "make some for other people" quality, if you know what I mean.
I tried to make a skirt last week that I was all excited about it until Fiance came home, saw me wearing it, and said "you... made that out of your old curtains didn't you?" ... Most of the day I had been all pumped to write a post about the "Scarlett O'Hera Skirt," because it was indeed made from old curtains that don't fit the windows here/ have been abused by Bubba's claws, but it's not as cool that you made something from curtains if it's OBVIOUS that you made them from curtains. (Carol Burnett makes even your sewing blunders better.) So back to the drawing board on that one.
Insert a topical seg-way here that make sense.
Fail. Moving on.
So... THE WEDDING is starting up. We've successfully hired a wedding planner, the first step in getting everything sorted. Honestly, I feel so pompous sharing that we hired a wedding planner, like we're too hoity-toity to plan our own flipping shin-dig. But really, we need someone to help us with the footwork of putting together a wedding in a city that we're currently a couple thousand miles away from. Plus, the lady we've chosen promises to save us enough money with her excellent connections to more or less pay for herself.
I've been geeking out over some wedding mags that Kate was kind enough to send me. You may know Kate from my previous incarnation as a foodie blogger for the city of Kalamazoo. She's still going strong over there, and she posts some pretty amazing recipies from time to time as well. So... plug for Kate and her bad self. :) And also plug for me - if you have some wedding mags that you aren't finding any real great use for (I'll take old ones, I don't care, I just like looking at the pictures and day-dreaming as a bride-to-be is wont to do!) let me know, I'll be happy to provide a shipping address.
I feel like thus far Fiance and I have talked about some fun touches that will make the wedding and reception(s)* OURS (see above photo caption), and I really like that feeling. But I'm stuck on the biggest part of customizing any wedding... namely, my wedding party.
I've been a bridesmaid. I've done the time, yo. I get that it's a lot to ask of someone. I get that to ask means I'm really asking, not expecting, and that the people I ask have the absolute right to say no. But in a very self-centered part of my head, I find myself thinking; well, who the hell would I ask if they say no?
I have the 'fortune' of not only being an only child, but also having all of my very best friends stretched to the far corners of the country. Which is convenient for couch surfing road trips certainly, but not so much for this application. And I'm kind of late to the wedding game, so many of them either have started a family, are still adding to their family, or are otherwise in the midst of "maybe baby," and I feel guilty wanting to add more expenses, and travel, and time commitment on top of those very important things.
*Compounding with the time commitment concerns, we've decided to have two receptions - one following the ceremony in Detroit, and one a few weeks later in Green Bay. The two cities are just a bit too spaced out for our respective extended families, so this seems to be the best way for everyone to celebrate the occasion with us. The wedding party would be most important at the actual wedding, obviously, but it would be nice for at least one of my attendants to pull double duty and be around to help me pee in my dress while we're in Green Bay (but really, being a bridesmaid is super glamorous).
One plus side? It gives all of us a reason for us to get together a few times so I can finally meet/ hang out with their little ones. These are good friends we're talking about people. Minus distance issues, I want to be that faux aunt who introduces their kids to stuff their parents will forever rue. Like silly string. And blowing bubbles in your milk with these. And glitter. And drums. Or maybe tambourines. I'm not set on the obnoxious instrument yet.
Are you married? How did you navigate this area? Is this something you put any worry into? 'Cause honestly - here's my biggest concern: What if I ask and they say 'no.'?
I tried to talk this out with Fiance last night, but being classic Fiance, his answer was a little less than helpful: "You haven't asked anyone yet? I've got mine all set. Just tell 'em you want 'em there with you. No big thing." It's not a fair comparison though - he's got two brothers and two great friends that all live within 2 hours driving of Detroit, and none of them have little ones or little one plans. Plus we don't have a date yet. Ugh - how did Fiance already check this off his list?!
And why don't I just ask my friends for advice instead of posting this all out on the internet like a dweeb?
Because the people I would ask for advice are the same people I would then turn around and ask to stand up for me, and that seemed... somehow wrong.
So hey there internet. Someone has to have had similar worries. Help me out. Comment or e-mail me . I need some advice.