In my very first post, I chatted about how and why I chose my moniker. I still find Mr. Archer’s comment amusing, and remain a Hunger Games fan. Referring to us as the Archers has become second nature and, well, I’ve always been a bit of a cheeseball.
A while back, Mr. Archer and I went on a date, to the Renaissance Faire for the first time. We had such a blast drinking mead and eating turkey legs. I was so psyched when we came across the archery section, and we quickly set me up with a quiver of arrows and a period instructor so I could live my nickname!

Despite (or more accurately, because of) my excessive enthusiasm, I was terrible at first. Like, missed the hay bales—by yards. As I’ve mentioned, I’m awfully uncoordinated, so this was no surprise. After a few rounds and some generous instruction, I was sort of OK, and even hit the target a few times!

Not Katniss, not even close, but still fun
Then, as my wedding approached and I reflected on how very special my Weddingbee blogging experience has been, I wanted to find a way to incorporate being Miss/Mrs. Archer.
Inspired by bees before me, I chose to add a bouquet charm. An Etsy search later, I had found and purchased the perfect pewter-tone charm.

On my wedding day, it was tied into my bouquet, next to my Granny’s ruby pendant (my something old).

Photo: Photographers Skeen
I love being Mrs. Archer here on the ‘Bee, and it was special to have a sweet reminder of the hive with me on my wedding day. Have you thought about adding sentimental items to your bouquet?
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