A Bridal Shower For the Books. Or the Blog. Or Both.

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We’re off to a bit of a slow week over here in Minneapolis. Monday morning kicked off with a good ol’ Minne-snow-ta Winter Storm Warning, which frustrated a whole lot of Minnesota drivers and delighted a whole lot of Elsa-and-Anna-and-Olaf-loving children. I don’t mind our little neighborhood looking like Narnia for the time being. The snowfall covered every tree branch and blanketed the sidewalks in that typical, “first snowfall” kind of way that makes everything seem a bit more magical….of course, our view of the local dog park from our apartment window can really destroy that whole first snowfall “magic” so often painted by local artists or captured on Hallmark Christmas cards.  Yellow stains splattered across a mound of freshly fallen snow doesn’t really qualify as “picturesque.” Or pleasant, for that matter. Why are we talking about dog pee?

Anyways.

The real reason why we’re dragging this week is because of our nonstop party weekend celebrating the future nuptials of my baby sister Maddie. We had ourselves the first bridal shower. The very first. The first of many wedding festivities scheduled on the calendar like an exciting jelly bean trail leading right on up to the wedding of the season. There were a lot of happy tears and thankful tears and how-is-this-real-life-right-now tears that made the entire day so special and memorable for the bride-to-be.

Of course, we didn’t spend the entire afternoon crying. That’d just be a lot of time spent trying not to poke out our eyeballs with our eyeliner pencils gone to straight to waste.  Sophie and I had our “Maid of Honor” and “Matron of Honor” jobs on lockdown. I recorded each gift that was opened. Sophie handled the gift cards and receipts. And we both ate too many of my cousin’s amazing pumpkin bars. Which, I’ll admit, was not a part of our job descriptions, nor was it socially acceptable, but WHO THE HECK CARES THEY WERE COMPLETELY INSANE. Good NIGHT.

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To be together in the little party room of my sister’s new apartment complex, surrounded by so many strong and impressive women who have come to support and encourage and help my sister as she starts a new chapter in her life. That, folks, is powerful stuff. The kind of stuff that, at the end of the night, leaves an incredibly excited bride-to-be speechless, teary-eyed, and smiling.

Way to go, ladies. 🙂

{Dear Maddie, I apologize for writing about your beautiful bridal shower and dog urine within the same post. To make it up to you, I promise not to incorporate the topic of dog urine into my matron of honor speech at your wedding. Sincerely, Your older sister who’s just too tired to edit}

3 Comments

  • Reply Christina Storm November 11, 2014 at 8:02 am

    Looks like so much fun!! Great photos!
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  • Reply Camryn Stahlman-Dwyer November 11, 2014 at 1:34 pm

    So fun!!

    #XOXO

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  • Reply Nicole November 11, 2014 at 9:46 pm

    Wow what a lovely bridal shower!! Looks like you pretty ladies had a great time! 🙂

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