First off, this photo is from marthastewart.com. I'm not sure on the whole copyright thing, so I thought I'd post the web address (free advertising for them!) I think this table setting pictured would be especially pretty with green hydreangeas in the vases. Is it weird that I think of stuff like that when randomly looking at pictures of table settings?
Flower arranging is an art for which I have no discernible talent. But my enthusiasm rivals even Martha Stewart. I love weddings, I love table settings, dinner parties, bar-b-ques, and the like. I’d be happy just to plan the party, do all the work and then retire to my room while the guests enjoy the party. Maybe I should be a caterer/florist? (But then there’s the lack of talent on both parts).
I first realized this passion for party planning in college. I have a friend/ex-roommate who is incredibly crafty and creative. The first time I ever met her she had bright red hair down to her waist and I had no idea who she was. By some fortunate turn of events the next year we became roommates, and from then on I was like one of her little elves for her extravaganzas (in a good way—I loved it!).
I helped (by helped I mean I hauled stuff and set up some tables—no arranging of flowers here) with a couple of weddings and still would help if I could get her to come out of semi-retirement and let me.
She did the flowers for my wedding, fall flowers with pumpkins as vases and I will always remember them! They were beautiful, and now whenever I go to weddings I always think to myself, B could have done better flowers than this, she should be in this business (she is not, she’s in upper management of a big company).
Anyway, I was on the Martha Stewart website and couldn’t help but think of her. (Her talents are numerous and I possess very few of them: She can also sew, paint, cook, and crochet, which she attempted to teach me*)
I first realized this passion for party planning in college. I have a friend/ex-roommate who is incredibly crafty and creative. The first time I ever met her she had bright red hair down to her waist and I had no idea who she was. By some fortunate turn of events the next year we became roommates, and from then on I was like one of her little elves for her extravaganzas (in a good way—I loved it!).
I helped (by helped I mean I hauled stuff and set up some tables—no arranging of flowers here) with a couple of weddings and still would help if I could get her to come out of semi-retirement and let me.
She did the flowers for my wedding, fall flowers with pumpkins as vases and I will always remember them! They were beautiful, and now whenever I go to weddings I always think to myself, B could have done better flowers than this, she should be in this business (she is not, she’s in upper management of a big company).
Anyway, I was on the Martha Stewart website and couldn’t help but think of her. (Her talents are numerous and I possess very few of them: She can also sew, paint, cook, and crochet, which she attempted to teach me*)
Also, today I have 85 pages of textbook reading, two quizzes to study for, an assignment to do, and a 10 page paper to edit. Oh, and when I walked back inside this morning from letting the dogs out, I found Holden clutching my glasses with one of the earpieces bent all the way back. I can wear them still to serve their purpose, but it's not pretty. I really should start doing that homework instead of typing in my blog.
*unsuccessfully, due in part to my inability to sit still long enough to learn.
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