Weddingbee Blog

With the traumatic experience of the first store behind us, Mom and I bolstered our spirits over lunch. I ordered one of the heaviest meals on the menu—a Monte Cristo. Screw it, I thought. Who care if I’m dress shopping. I’ve never had one and I’m hungry. (The women in my family get cranky when not fed—a lesson Mr. P quickly picked up on.)

Mmmmm

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My parents live eight hours away. Family-bonding time is limited to the three or four times a year when we see each other. If we’re lucky, there’s a week-long vacation somewhere in the mix. I knew when I returned home for Christmas that Mom and I had some Serious Wedding Business to attend to—all within four days. Priority number one was dress shopping.

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As much fun as it was to devise a clever “we’re engaged!” story for my mom, we brainstormed even harder when it came to our friends. We came up with some creative ways to surprise them, but my favorite “spill the beans” story has to be when we told our good friend R.

The engagement was still a secret. The few family members who knew promised to keep it a secret (and off Facebook) so we could share the news in person with close friends and distant family.

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Mr. P and I decided to head up to Philly to cross some Christmas shopping off our list. While there, we planned to check out a few of our favorite places around Rittenhouse Square. It was a beautiful Saturday—warm and bright after so many dreary November days. Everyone else was out, too. The city was filled with moms with strollers, city dogs out for a walk, and families shopping.

We laid out a casual plan of attack for the day. Hit a few stores, grab a bite, then load up on gelato before leaving the city. My perfect city day!

First stop was Hello World, a boutique where Mr. P sneakily found a birthday handbag years ago. I explored with purpose while he meandered. While we were stopped in front of the jewelry cases, I took it upon myself to point out all the different cuts of the costume jewelry, explaining with emphasis that the emerald cut is my favorite. He feigned ignorance.

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Eeeeee! Holy crap, hive! I’m buzzing with excitement over bee-coming the newest bee!

Miss Pain au Chocolat: Eeeee-ing even in 1983

My heart fluttered and stomach flip-flopped when I saw the email from Pengy in my inbox. If I clicked on it, I’d have my answer, one way or the other, that I’d been waiting for. But I couldn’t bring myself to open it… With 5 hours left at work, I was in a pickle: rip it open Band-Aid style or wait an excruciatingly long time. Delayed gratification is not my style.
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