Month: March 2012
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Devilish Details
So there I stood, scraping old candles out of 144 clear glass votive holders. As I felt the beginnings of a blister popping up on my index finger, I realized that I’m ready for this whole wedding production to go on stage already. With just more than two months to go, I’m in the final…
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Invitations!
I walked up to the blue box with 111 wedding invitations. “If you want to get out, it’s now or never,” I said to Leo. He laughed. Together, we slid the piles of pages down the chute. It’s official! Just more than two months to go!
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The Dance Lesson
The Wrong Foot I had a bad feeling about it as Dad parked the car and we walked in. “I should have called to confirm,” I mumbled to myself. We arrived just a tad early for the dance lesson appointment I’d made back in December. But surely they didn’t lose it between then and mid-March…
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The Bachelorette Party
By the end of the night, my feet were sore and my neck was stained pink. I’d danced with a 70+-year-old man, felt some guy’s biceps, consumed (some) alcohol and had a fabulous time. It was an amazing bachelorette party. Insert Ginny Skalski, maid of honor extraordinaire, who planned our trip to Miami. She and…