I only realized today that the mineral powder I got from that Mary Kay lady was the wrong shade: Beige 0.5 instead of Ivory 0.5 (good to know I haven't completely tanned out). I was going to try it on again today, but stopped when I saw that it looked like milk chocolate. I'll have to get it switched out when I come back for the wedding. One thing I did notice about being back was that my skin had a lot more breakouts. Possibly due to the humidity, possibly due to all of the fat and sugar that I ate (fast food + ice cream = yum, but does not amount to clear skin). I'm wondering how I'll get my skin to be clear for the day-of.
The flight back almost didn't happen, by the way. H.'s dad dropped us off at the terminal that the plane was scheduled to leave from, but after we made our way through security, I noticed that the screen at the terminal didn't have the correct city on it. We checked the wall of tv screens, found our destination, and realized that it was on the other side of the airport. H. and I walked through four of those moving platform walkways, then barreled through what seemed like oncoming traffic as we made our way from gate 38D to 36C. It took us a solid fifteen minutes (upwards of twenty) of power walking through and around everyone in our way to get to the gate, and as soon as we got there they started the boarding process. I mentioned to H. that it's good I've been working out these past couple of weeks, because while I'm sure I would have made it, I definitely would have pulled something in the process. We're talking power walking, people. I would also like to point out that I was the one dragging the suitcase. /flex
Just as the last passengers boarded the plane, one of the pilots starts over the intercom, "Well, folks, looks like we're all ready to get this show on the road. The only thing is we have to manually start the engine, and as soon as the pilot does that, we'll need to log it in our logs, and then we'll be on our way." I'm not entirely sure when the engine actually started, but I do know that the air on the plane went out three times before we started moving. I tried not to think about all the ways I could die as the pilot was turning the crank on the engine to make it go.
The flight wasn't that bad. Halfway through there was some turbulence that forced the pilot to fly the plane 10k miles above where he wanted to be, but it's a good thing he told us he was having trouble getting through the bumpy ride - that really helped my nerves. Actually, once I got into that book-reading zone, I didn't feel anxious or nervous at all, but that usually only lasted a couple minutes at a time. Anyways, we landed safely, we're both alive, and we're back to dirt and mountains.
A couple other projects I didn't even start on while deep in the heart: centerpieces, any decorations whatsoever, and dessert baking. It's almost like I had a million appointments or something. At least now I've met all the vendors for the wedding. Well, except the one that was in the hospital and canceled the hotel event and promised to personally call me back. I'll call her today and tomorrow, and I'll probably end up talking to whoever else took on her job while she's been sick. I'm not really expecting an answer, though. Is it bad that I'm accepting bad service?
Things for me to do whilst I'm over here:
- decide between flower clips and petal shoes, then actually make some
- possibly attempt some half-yield dessert recipes (there's no way we could eat all of them)
- work out to maintain body shape that currently fits into the dress
- finish sketching mountains and start painting!
- get back on a regular sleep schedule (did I mention we're two hours behind?)
- pick out wedding music (swing + romantic shtuffs)
- figure out how much to pay the priest
That list reminded me of two things. One, I'm convinced that if I hadn't told H. that I boiled the noodles in chicken stock he wouldn't have noticed it at all in the tuna casserole. He claims that it now tastes chicken-y, and asked me not to mess with his favorite recipe. Which we all know is a lie, because his favorite recipe Yorkshire pudding. Second, I know what else I'd like to paint in addition to the mountains and the silhouettes. There's this gorgeous desert tree outside our apartment that is just breathtaking, which is a difficult feat to achieve for a tree. I should take a picture of it just in case it decides to shed its tiny yellow flowers.
The more I look at wholesale flowers, the more I think it would be easy for us to do. How easy it would be to actually set up on the day-of, I'm not sure, but making bouquets is super easy. We need to decide what we're doing for centerpieces and quick, because wholesale flower websites have a 2-week shipping buffer time thing, so we're approaching our last day to order. There's also a lot of talk about working with Costco or Sam's Club instead of ordering online. I think we'd need to talk with someone in person, but that still sounds easy.
We'll end with a picture. I've got flowers on the brain, and this photo really makes me smile. I'd probably switch out "The Newes" for "Mr. & Mrs.", or something clever. Nevertheless, flowers make me happy.
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Cute bouquet! I don't want you to overextend yourself on your wedding day. Or even your wedding weekend. Do you really want to save so much work for things to be done the day before? It's going to be a really busy day. Plus the rehearsal. Yikes!
ReplyDeleteI think centerpieces would be simple for us to do, since there will only be four or five tables. The bridal party bouquets and boutonnieres will be done by the florist, so we don't have to worry about that. What I'm thinking of for the centerpieces (if we're using fresh flowers) is we put some pretty roses (Sweetness or Rossini or Carousel) in the middle, put some carnations (either solid white or solid pink) around the roses, then finish it off with something green. Maybe baby's breath, maybe some other green thing. If we could find them cheap ( < 2.25 per stem), I'd like to add calla lilies, but I'm alright without them, too.
ReplyDeleteWe might just end up doing the faux flowers, though. That way, like you said, we can do it the week before instead of the day before and still enjoy the weekend. We'll already be using a mini fridge for the bridal party flowers, too, so that'd probably be the way to go. I just need to see the centerpieces we semi-planned out again, and that'll calm my wandering mind.