7 Things to Remember When Throwing a Bridal Shower

7 Things to Remember When Throwing a Bridal Shower

My parents married three daughters within the span of 18 months. This, by most universal standards, puts them in the "champion" category. It also qualifies them for retirement, a lifelong vacation, and an endless supply of "Yes, I'll stop at the grocery to pick up extra buns" on the way to every future family gathering. 

Weddings also mean bridal showers. So much generosity flows! I experienced these showers as the bride, as a planner, and as an attendee. I don't know that all of this qualifies me as an expert by any means, but in the midst of all the months of shower throwing, I was able to pick up a couple pointers that I think help prevent pre-wedding breakdown. I'll share them with you:

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Sisters, Showers and Storytime

Sisters are amazing. Have I said that yet? Every day my gratitude grows. I could go on and on about each of mine.

My sister Rebekah is having her first baby, a new chapter in a life story that is just amazing. (Should you ever get to hear it, you would find yourself inspired and encouraged.)  She told me the other day that being pregnant has filled her with so much joy. She said it with words just then, but her actions say it every day I see her in some way.

My sisters Elizabeth and Anna have made a profession of throwing showers. Baby. Wedding. Bachelorette Parties. More Weddings. More Babies. If the showers actually involved water, we could have filled Lake Erie with the amount of showers that went down this year. If Lebron James is good at Basketball, my sisters are the Lebron James (back in Cleveland, of course) of showers. The thing is, it's beautiful. Women supporting women. What a foundational, beautiful thing it is, all adorned with powder-sugar topped, gluten-free lemon cakes. 

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words and letters

by Sarah Reis

is it buzzing or ticking,
dripping or coughing,
no, the faintest of humming, deities tuned in to the station
we share a breath from feet away.

the things untouched are often the sweetest,
the grandest paintings, the feeblest of china,
we protect what can break,
an honor of fragility and everlasting beauty.

we've no organ or choirs in starched cotton,
we do not join in with the harp and the lyre.
but we share a blossoming and fledgling love.
this we fly unto you, our mother.

My dear friends, I have a most delightful surprise for you: a poem, written by a poet named Sarah Reis, a very talented, dear friend of mine. A one-of-a-kind type. And today is her birthday. Say hello to her here.

Today is a study on words and letters, on how to combine them, mold them and let ideas flow through them. Disfrútense.

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The Grad Bash



That's the number of people we tallied out with a pencil on a napkin this week in the great wind-down from the great graduation bash. 168 people there to celebrate the graduation of my little sister Natalie. (Thanks to all for coming!!)

Natalie is 19. She is 5 feet tall. She is the baby whisperer. She can make you happier than you were before in no-time-flat. She is a joy to everyone who meets her. I'm so grateful to be her sister!

The celebration went off without a hitch, including a flash mob, a fantastic speech from the graduate, about 20 lbs of pulled pork (of which we will be enjoying leftovers for the next year) and oodles of square dancing. A true shin dig.

We did lots of prep leading up to the party, including a little DIY action: we created some gigantic letters out of recycled cardboard to spell "CONGRATS NAT!" You can see the finished product on Pinterest here! They turned out splendidly, thanks to a team effort from my sister Anna (the featured model :-).

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