We are back from our fabulous few days down in Amelia. The trip was great, we had a blast, got so much accomplished, and just became flat out giddy to have our friends and family experience it all in October. I also learned a couple of interesting tidbits while we were there...
The first is that I have severe handicap in the floral world. Don't get me wrong, I love flowers, all shapes, sizes and colors. But, when it came time to describing what I am looking for to our florist, I basically spoke the language of moosh. I brought my pictures of inspiration, but when it came time to elaborate on my "liking a little of this, with a little of that," I think I made his head spin. Apparently the adjectives big and fluffy aren't the best choices when you are talking about flowers you like.
The second thing I learned is that my fiance actually does have opinions about the wedding! Who knew?! His perpetual answers of "I don't care, you have great taste," or "that looks good," had me convinced that this was my show to plan. Nope. Sit him down with the caterer and wedding planner, and a party planner emerges. He had all kinds of ideas on where things should go, how things should be laid out, even how the flow of the night should run. It was great, having him engaged in the process, though a bit strange since I was used to having all the answers. Not to mention that he has zero clue about the cost of things, and the way he was planning, we would have ended up with a six figure wedding! But apparently this side of him only exists on the island since back in the reality of everyday, I get the follow up email from the caterer. I bring it to him to discuss, looking for the advice of my party planner extraordinare, but baseball was on, and with a glance at one of the four pages, came the "that looks good." Go figure.