Dearest Tiny Humans: Geesh

Alright, so I've finished lots of crap and will only bore you with a few details.

My fellow bridesmaid and I accomplished a fairly good bachelorette party in spite of the fact that I was in misery after hour three because I had no way to pump and my breasts felt like someone was slowly filling them with pudding and them beating them with a bat. Also, Aimes was pretty pregnant and ended up going home a little earlier than the rest of the party. I worried that it was a bust, but the bride to be told me she had a good time, so I guess it was alright.

Then I had a week of crazy crap at work and thought my head might explode. I finished making the munches flower girl dresses and worked on some other projects and generally didn't get enough sleep or eat right for awhile.

Then last Saturday was the wedding, which went off without a hitch, and the munches behaved wonderfully during their walk up the aisle. Erin was waiting for them and basically saved us by agreeing to wrangle them for the service (PS: can I mention how much I love this lady) Then pictures happened and after about 2 hours Sunshine melted down and began crying out of hunger and exhaustion. She rallied and we had a good time for the rest of the afternoon. I gave a speech at the reception and was rather impressed with how well it came out, I was a little worried that I might cry or say something dumb, but I was both coherent and it was well received. Just before leaving the reception the DJ played "isn't she lovely" and Jeeves and I danced with the girls while Squirt got some last minute cuddles from another party goer.

Tuesday was my 8th wedding anniversary. My facebook post on that day just about sums up how I felt and how happy I am right now.
"Today is my eighth wedding anniversary. If you had told 17 year old Nellie with big city journalist notions that she'd be a happily married suburbanite with three kids, she'd have laughed at you. And yet, here I am.

Michael: Thank you for making something I never considered into more than I could have ever dreamed of."

I thought it was rather inspired.

Anywhoo, I'm settling into 5 weeks of teaching Saturday classes, and enjoying the lack of frantic nonsense. Mutti and I have plans for garage sale-ing on Wednesday mornings and then heading into work afterward. I'm in the process of creating a crocheted/handmade line of photo prop gifts for new moms. I am converting things that would usually be used by a photographer into wearable art items that are both useful for photos and also practical enough to wear daily, sweaters, hats, booties and the like. I've partnered with my photographer and I'm letting her have several props in exchange for use of her images to sell my items. Seems like a fair trade to me. I love to crochet and if you'd like something made, send me an email, we can talk.

Oh, some pictures.