Wedding Blog

Last weekend was my “surprise” bridal shower. A few months ago while at brunch with my family, my sister-in-law leaned over and said “Your shower is June 3rd, right?” I quietly told her I thought it was surprise and that I wouldn’t tell anyone I knew. My sister and my Mom take surprises very seriously, so I wanted to try to keep it going for them. Personally, I was thrilled to know! I could plan my outfit, make sure my hair looked ok, and be prepared to smile, open lots of gifts all afternoon, and provide witty appreciations for all the shiny new kitchen toys.

During the last couple of weeks approaching the shower, people were dropping gems all over the place. One friend’s husband asked me if I knew if my shower was outside or inside. I thought his wife might shoot him. Quite a few people sent gifts with cards telling me to “enjoy your shower!!” It was hilarious.

When the day finally arrived, I was nervous! Nervous I wouldn’t act surprised enough and nervous to open gifts in front of everyone (I don’t like being the center of attention). Mr. Grasshopper was responsible for getting me to the shower, which was funny considering the restaurant was in a neighborhood we have never been to together. Not once in our entire courtship. It would have been weird had he needed to keep the day a secret from me and tried to get me to Hell’s Kitchen without an explanation.

We finally arrived at the shower, after quite a few outfits that were cute enough to pass for a shower, but not cute enough to give away my knowing. It was really an exciting and lovely afternoon. Walking into a room of people from every aspect of my life was enough surprise for this girl. The afternoon went so fast and was very fun. If the shower was an indication of how quickly the wedding will fly by, I have a feeling at midnight Mr. Grasshopper and I are going to look at each other and say, “How is it midnight already?”

I am clearly very excited about that pitcher.

My family, working very hard, and by hard I mean cheating, on their shower bingo answers.

Good times all around! That’s my seven year old niece and flower girl on the right. Look at that child’s arm muscles! In the black pants, you’ll find my best friend, Melissa, from nursery school. Our Moms had our baby showers together. Melissa drank no fewer than six mimosas at the shower. The waiter (in white in this picture) was counting.

And my Momma and me!