I love purple statice. I thought I was getting purple status, but after looking at the picture from before (and a quick Google search to confirm), I was actually getting purple statice. This is an amazing flower. They’re so bright and vibrant. And it’s a sturdy flower, which is great because I really like to run my hand over it again and again. I can’t help it because it feels like a lei.
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|Image via Luau Shirts / When I rub my fingers over the statice in my bouquet, I’ll be thinking warm and welcoming thoughts!|
We recently had our meeting with our venue to sort out some details of the wedding day. We picked linens and napkins and table runners, all things I don’t really care very much about. But it was a productive meeting to make sure our venue and our family was on the same page.
It’s becoming a bit of a routine to roll into these places with lots o’ people. There me, Mr. Kettle, Momma (and sometimes Daddy) Kettle, Mima (and sometimes Poppa) Kettle, and maybe one or two more. I’m continually impressed with these vendors who don’t seem fazed by us. We come in full of jokes and distracting laughter. No meeting lasts less than 90 min, even when it’s supposed to be an hour. If I had to do this all over again, one of my top priorities for vendors is that they are patient with a good sense of humor and no problem repeating themselves.
Since I was still unable to decide between two florists who had come up with very similar ideas for our wedding flowers, we decided to have a flower-off! In my mind, we’d have the two florists show up to our venue. One would be wearing red, the other blue. They’d battle it out with bouquets, table arrangement, and altar flowers. After a tough battle, one would emerge victorious, and I’d have the perfect florist.
In reality, it was much more tame. Mima Kettle picked up a sample table arrangement from one of the florists. The other florist volunteered to come to the venue and bring two sample table arrangements with him. When we first saw them both, we weren’t happy. There wasn’t a clear winner. All of my newfound confidence at having re-learned my ability to make decisions deflated.
But as our supposed-to-be-one-hour-long meeting with the vendor continued, it suddenly hit me—I really liked one waaaaay more than the other. Luckily, it was the vendor who was actually there whose sample I preferred. The flowers were just right, and the decision to leave the hydrangeas out was perfect. Curly willow, which was previously my heart’s desire, suddenly didn’t look so hot.
We chatted with him about a couple of things we wanted edited with the flowers, and he re-did a quick estimate, and we handed him a deposit check. I was so thrilled because in that moment, that meant that all the major decisions for the wedding day were done. And we made our deadline of having them all finished by Nov. 15th!!
Wedding venue, Day-of-Coordinator, florist, clothes, hotel, invitations, music, food, cake…done! We were engaged for 5 months and 14 days when we had everything done, so that’s pretty good. But we were just 91 days from the wedding, so that’s not so good. I figure it’s what happens with a relatively short engagement (less than one year).
How long did it take you to get to the end of planning the major wedding decisions? How happy were you when it was all finally done?