So our next little excursion was not planned at all! Actually, what we ended up doing was something we wanted to do, just not in the way in which it happened! Let me explain…
Mr. Beanstalk forgot to pack sneakers, which meant he didn’t have any appropriate shoes for our hike up Gros Piton. The hike was something we both really wanted to do (er, attempt), so it was decided…a trip into town to buy some shoes was in order!
At our hotel’s beach there were several little water taxis parked in the water, waiting to take guests anywhere they want, any time of the day! So one morning after breakfast, we found a docked boat and headed into the town of Soufriere.
View of our hotel’s beach from the water
This was supposed to be a quick trip, several hours, just enough time to buy some shoes (and maybe some other souvenirs too). As soon as we got off the dock we were greeted by some locals asking where we were going, what we were doing, etc. Mr. B is super friendly, so we stopped and chatted with them. I have to admit, I’m not as social as Mr. B in these types of situations, I always have my guard up (I’ve seen way too many TV shows where these types of innocent interactions turn into something pretty bad).
One of the gentleman was telling us he runs a tour company called Simon Says Tours. The name sounded familiar to me, but I couldn’t place it. He was telling us we just had to see the Diamond Falls Botanical Garden and drive-in volcano! We told him we planned to do the volcano with our hotel—it was actually a very nice spa excursion that took in the volcano and mineral baths and ended with a massage and lunch (a tour I was really looking forward to!).
Simon, the man we were speaking with, said he could take us on the same tour for a lot less and we’d get to see the garden, plus have time for a little shopping afterward (minus lunch and the massage, of course). I will admit, I didn’t want to. I didn’t know the guy. However, Mr. Beanstalk thought it was a great idea (he’s way more adventurous)! I, being the paranoid one, was a little scared and slightly frazzled. I’m a planner. I like to plan everything out in advance so that I’m well prepared and properly dressed, so taking a tour that we hadn’t planned on doing that day through me for a loop!
Plus the whole situation made me uneasy. Here we were getting into a van, alone, with a man (a very friendly man, but still) and his young son. We didn’t know them at all! Anything cold happen to us!
As we neared the three-month mark until our wedding, Mr. M and I knew we’d have to schedule one last planning trip up to Montreal before the big wedding weekend. We’ve decided to go next month, and on this trip we will be taking care of the following things.
Finally! I’ve been waiting one year for this (ever since seeing the delicious menu). We’ve skipped the dessert that was originally in our package to get more hor d’oeuvres during cocktail hour—we’re doing this because we’re having an outside baker bring in our cupcake tower, so we didn’t feel like we needed additional dessert. I’ll write a post about the food details after the tasting.
Wedding-Day Scheduling with Planner
We’ll be meeting with our wedding planner in person to discuss the nitty-gritty details regarding vendors and scheduling for the wedding day. She sent us these forms to fill out (at least to the best of our ability at this point) as a way to start coordinating everything, which we’ll be reviewing during our meeting next month.
Fact: I made back $865.40 from reselling decor from our wedding. Whattt?!!
Hive, I’ve never sold anything on the internet in my life—I’ve bought a few things on eBay and Craigslist in the past, but that’s about it. So consider this the low-down for online selling newbies like me. Feel free to steal these tips. You’re welcome.
Unleash your inner photographer.
The most ad-worthy photos are pro pics from your wedding, where the items are in use. If you don’t have any pro pics of an item, try to take your own photos of it in good lighting. Imagine yourself in the buyer’s shoes, browsing through ads on eBay or another website—you’re much more likely to spring for something that looks appealing than something advertised in a photo with a heap of dirty laundry in the background, right?
To give you an example—I resold the vintage card box that I scored for our postcard guestbook. I didn’t have any pro pics of the box, so I photographed it on a plain white sheet to try to minimize the background noise and make the box look appealing. Nothing fancy, just an iPhone photo, but I was careful about where I staged the photo. Aaaaand—sold, in a matter of days.
Price the items reasonably.
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Back before I got engaged I went to a wedding fair with a friend of mine. She got engaged in December 2011 and she’d arranged to come and visit me so we could go to a fair that was happening in my city in May 2012.
I’d never been to anything like this before and had great fun looking around all the stalls. I was possibly more enthusiastic than her that day, which is probably why when I saw cars I grabbed her and pulled her toward them.
Image via Finest Wedding Cars
There was a beautiful vintage Beauford that we sat in and pretended to be important. Then we had a look at the Rolls Royce and the eight-seater Daimler. They were all equally as stunning, and I remembered feeling really giddy when I sat in them.
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Mr. Lemur is definitely taller than I am. In this shot from our engagement pictures, you can see he easily has four or five inches on me—taller but not towering over me.
Photo by Niki Marie Photography
If I wear a normal sized heel, I’m just shorter than Mr. Lemur by an inch or two. I’m totally comfortable with this, and wear heels often. Would I wear a pair of shoes like this with a six-and-a-half-inch heel?
The guests were shuffling upstairs, finding their escort cards, and seating themselves at their respective tables. The wedding party was cloistered in a super secret bridal room off to the side. There was a plate of cheese and crackers in the room with us, which went largely untouched. The photographers and videographers were getting in position. The caterers were prepping the salads. And in just a moment, we would have our grand entrances.
By this point, the entire wedding party was pretty trashed except Mr. Unicycle and me, so I was excited to see how the entrances would be. I had asked everyone ahead of time to choose a song to enter the reception to. My only specifications were that no one was allowed to pick Don’t Stop Believing, Who Let the Dogs Out, The Final Countdown, or anything by Nickelback. Pretty standard, really.
First up were my two brothers and sister-in-law to Bad Romance.
As you can probably guess from the title of my post, I had my Chicago shower this past weekend. Although I mean it both figuratively and literally, because we had a whole day of rains showers to match my event! It was a wonderful afternoon and I’m so grateful to all of the beautiful ladies who came to celebrate with me!
When I first got engaged early last year, Boss Lady told me she wanted to throw me a LLLL shower here in Chicago for all my Chicago peeps, and I was so touched! I know bridal showers are a bonus as not everyone gets one, and I was thrilled when she made the generous offer.
Boss Lady is also Mom to my flower girl, Littlest C. Littlest C was so adorable at the shower. I heard she helped set up, I saw her greet and talk to guests, and when she wasn’t bonding with Sister/MOH Big Eyes she was being the cutest, most adorable and mature six-year-old ever!
Once my mom was found it was finally time to put my beloved Casablanca dress on.