I still wanted to do something special, but with the time crunch all I could come up with is making a wedding bouquet. Post-brunch and pre-concert we rushed to the local florist just to face a bunch of wilting away sad bouquet's of flowers left over from the heat wave we've been having. I finally picked out what seemed like the last barely alive bunch of roses and a few other healthy(ish) looking kinds. I sort of knew how to tie them in a pretty little arrangement, but wasn't ready for the self- decapitating rose heads. After coming home with a huge bunch of flowers, working on it and throwing a few swear words around (for the loss of my basic gift material), this is what I succeeded in making ...
When I was ready, hubby looks at the bouquet and says with surprise:
"This is ALL you've made from ALL THAT?"
See? I would have made a cute bridesmaid too ... I wrapped the stems with burlap, added a purple ribbon and pinned it down with pearls (fake pearls that is :)
Would it come as a surprise, that at one stage in my life I really wanted to be a florist and a wedding planner? ... I didn't think so :)
LO(Lo)V(i)E to all lovebirds out there.
Now go get married so I can make a few more bouquets ...