PSA

Good morning!

While roaming the aisles of my Target yesterday, I dashed down the cookie aisle to grab something when I was stopped in my tracks.

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TIM TAMS. Right in the cookie aisle of my very own Target. I think I might have cried a little at the sight.

For those unfamiliar, Tim Tams are delicious little Australian cookies so wonderful, so crispy and soft at the same time, that this little lady was magically able to increase her heftiness by a full 10lbs during a 6 month stint Down Under. Oh, Tim Tams, I missed you.

PS - For those of you who remember, I was nearing my wedding when I lapsed as a blogger. It was a perfect day that went off without a hitch (well, I guess technically one hitch. Get it? We got hitched...? Hardy har har). Here's to nearly two months of newlyweddedness!

Scott lives!

First, can I just say I have no idea how actual bridal blogger do it? I can barely find time in these final weeks to fix my horribly chipping nail polish, let alone spout off thoughtful missives about marriage, DIY projects and various other awesomeness. So, hats off to you ladies! You crazy, but hats off, indeed.

Second, Scott the deer is NOT dead. He reappeared the other day, looking totally healthy and running around our yard with a stray cat. Yay! HTB and I were quite relieved.

Tick Tock!

So, my upmost appologies for being a flitty blogger. Once HTB and I got back from our Chicago shower-BAM! It was October. As in the month before our wedding. A flurry of revised to-do lists later landed us here, totally one month pre-nuptuals! let the last-minute fun begin.

Oh. Also. Some sad news. Scott, the sweet deer who hung out in our yard, was hit by a car (we think). We haven't seen him lately and HTB saw a smallish deer with black ears on the side of the road. He was a good wild pet and it is quite sad to not have him in our yard. Yep. Big softie here, kids.

When it rains, it pours!

Shower number two is tomorrow at a winery. Should be fun!

In the meantime, feast your eyes on this pretty phone. I finally am eligible for an upgrade and this green machine will be my new companion starting next week. Holla!

My eff it moment (in a good way)

It happened today. I was looking at a wedding blog I love to hate (a smidge tightly wound, but such pretty pictures!) and saw a series of pictures from a wedding that was so pretty and sincere, I felt like I was there. I knew that was what I wanted and no amount of micromanaging or information sharing would make that happen. So, I e-mailed my photographer and let him know that I was letting go. He has the schedule and you know, the creativity, so I'll stop fussing and just get ready to party hardy.

Let me tell you, this. feels. awesome. We picked some delightful vendors who are talented and trustworthy, so as long as they have the logistics down, I'm just going to step back and let them make their part shine. Let them do what they do best. And me, I'll be doing what I do best - smush me-ness and HTB-ness and us-ness all over the wedding in the next few weeks and then just soak up all the fun.

Only 46 more days of being a fiance, so I better get to soaking up that fun, too.

Buh-tay-duhs

Last night, wandering the aisles of the grocery store, I spotted a huge crate of speciality pumpkins (i.e. whites ones I am trying so very hard to grow on my own). Alas, at $5 a pop, I just couldn't bring myself to do it.

Spurred by my find and the need to gussy up our reception table, HTB suggested we consider using butternut squash instead. Similar color and still a very fall-ish veggie. I concurred and decided that if my pumpkins fall short of my goals, I'd be running to the supermarket the night before the wedding for some gourds.

Could have stopped there, right? Problem solved with butternut filler squash.

No. I was determined to squeeze one more good idea from the produce section. And so was born the idea of a potato and onion centerpiece. I was half-way joking, but HTB seemed to like the idea and the more we talked, the better it sounded. Pretty piles of russets, yams and fingerlings, all softly lit by a sea of tealights - earthy and harvest-y, right?

See, I'm not alone!

I'm not sure this idea will ever make it to my wedding, but it really put my mind at ease to know that last-minute centerpieces will be just blocks away if my tables are looking nekkid the day before the wedding!

What are some of the more unconventional centerpeices you've seen?

One down, nineteen-ish to go!

Oooo, ya all. Check out these seven mini pumpkins, as grown by yours truly! These, plus some tealights nestled in rice in vintage glasses will make a lovely centerpiece for one of our reception tables.

We're doing different centerpieces on each tale and I hit the jackpot this weekend. A local greenhouse/pumpkin patch/Christmas tree farm, Howells, also dries flowers. A short drive from Des Moines, I climbed up into the loft of a barn and picked out about ten pounds of perfect dried flowers. I also met this guy:

Needless to say, I was one happy lady! Flowers: check. Pumpkins: check (and more on the way!).