Why I love Thursdays

Last night was just what the doctor ordered.

Quick trip to Gap for honeymoon wardrobe, where I learned of the day's promotion: "buy one-get one free" for ANY SHIRT in the store. Mix match, button down, tank top, sweater- whatever. Bliss.

Phone call with photographers to finalize details. Check.

Followed by dinner with Ryan at a new taqueria by our house. We were crossing our fingers that it would be the new Taqueria Rosita or Villa Corona of Sacramento. It wasn't. But they did have Pacifico and the best salsa I have found in this city. Sweet!

Then it was home to plant our basil and tomato plants...

And finally, it was time to settle in for TWO episodes of Modern Family that we had stocked up on our DVR. One of the episodes was filmed in Hawaii and Ryan and I giggled and smiled at each other during the entire show - just knowing where we would be in sixteen short days.

We slept with our bedroom window open and dreamed of balmy Maui breezes...

P.S. Some previous tenant must have planted bulbs years ago, because every Spring these little beauties bloom. Aren't they adorable?

Break the bank, save some health

Sheesh!

Seriously?

Update: The zipper broke. Meltdown ensued. Ever since I have been repeating in my head, over and over, "It will be ok. It will be ok. It will be ok"....etc.

Zip-ity do dah....

Tonight I head to House of Fashion for my last fitting...

My loyal maids will learn how to bustle my bustle and I will gaze in the mirror and beam with joy the entire time.

As long as my dress zips up.

Luck!

So we sew...

Last night, the wedding crew headed to Casa de Cabral to brainstorm all things wedding and turn a beautiful roll of fabric into pretty little napkins.

It was hard to pay attention to photo lists and seating arrangements. Details, schmeetails - I always say. I was asked to focus several times. You try and focus when a perfect little baby boy named Logan Van is right in front of you - I dare you! Let's just say, my mother and Dinha are party planning miracles and they seem to have it all taken care of. Thank goodness.

I nearly died when we put away our binders and white out and each pulled out our sewing machines. I had never been to a sewing bee party before but now I think I want to attend one every week! I practised sewing a straight line and admired the napkins that will soon grace our wedding tables. Only 18 days to go... and I. just. can't. wait.

'Nuff said

Bejeweled

When I arrived at home, I found Ryan perched on the couch accompanied by two little square boxes.

I peeked at Ryan and as he smiled his mischievous smile, I jumped for joy. Our wedding bands were in the house!

We put them on one another and kissed. Just like we will in three short weeks. Ryan said that we should take them off and hide them. I suggested that we practice wearing them so it wouldn't be such a shock to our fingers on our honeymoon. I won. So we cooked artichokes, walked to the river and then headed to Home Depot, all adorned in our shiny new rings.

When we got home, Ryan carefully placed our rings back in their little boxes where they will wait until our big day....I hope I can stick to the rules because you know what they say, "a deal is a deal."

Bachelorette Bash

The time was here. Time to celebrate my last days of being a singleton.

Time to bust out the tents, don the swimsuits, and revel in spiked lemonade, wild ladies who are oh-so dear to me and of course, incredible eats.

Let me tell you, my seesters and friends did not disapoint. They decorated, baked, shopped, whispered of their plans for weeks and arrived with their party hats on and ready to go...














Things I never want to forget:

Ryan/John Cena and his man parts
Rachel's party favors. One word: adorable
Emily's construction paper cutouts.
Tracey's linen pants that I tried to steal. No such luck.
Erika's swimsuit. Need it. Badly.
Trevor's outfit. 80's technicolor at it's best.
Christy's survival kits, complete with feminine products in case of a camping emergency.
Amanda's lasagna. Best ever and I got the receipe.
Lisa's lemonade. Dangerously delicious.
Circle time on the lawn.
Baby Logan who was the only male present and who hardly uttered a peep all day. Just smiles.
Trampoline time.
Hide and seek at midnight. Finding Trevor and Rach in a tree.
Trevor's crash and burn. Ouch!
Rachel delivering hot coffee and cream and sugar to the camp site at 11PM. Top that.
Rachel's homemade english muffins, cinnamon bread, cupcakes, anatomy cake, garlic bread, fruit salad. Seriously. This is not a joke. She ROCKS.
Hearing all my friends share their favorite moments and stories about me. Unbelievable.










It was perfect I declare.


*all photos courtesy of Brooke! Thank you sister for capturing this day so well. xoxo