DIY Wedding Flowers!

Spring break is coming to a close, and as always it was not quite long enough. I accomplished some things, did not accomplish others, and managed to have a boring moments as well. (My best friend said that she does not feel bad for me: in order to obtain the status of boredom, this requires the ability to not have much planned... something I do not do often)

Also, I am noticing that my "s" key is sticking... 

and it is driving me a little bonkers...

With the help of my little sister and maid of honor, we learned how to make paper roses today! For some reason I believed this would be a quick proces: cut the petals, take the glue: BAM! Rose.

I hear... it will be quick... but to start it is actually a meticulous process of learning how to make it less home-made looking and more organic and natural. It is quite the learning curve. I am planning on doing all of my flowers for the wedding this way. I am recycling old hymnals. I originally wanted to have scripture covering the flowers (but was hesitant to tear up a Bible for my wedding day...) however, I love the idea of having all the flowers covered with hymns.

The good news to all you fellow budget people?? Including all the materials: my flowers may just be under $20. Who can beat 15 cents per flower?!


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Currently I have been on a "learning how to be a wife" kick. Lately, my poor love has had to deal with my realizations that there are just some things I bring to the table that just wont work well in a marriage, and it makes me angry.

Basically: I am realizing that a single mom does not make a very good wife. It's like trying to be a single wife... doesn't make sense, because it doesn't really work.

I really wish I can go back in time, and watch my dad when he was alive. Ask him questions that I have right now, actually notice how he interacted with mom, and how mom interacted with him. It would be great to have my dad at my wedding as well... but more then that, I just want him to be here.

I also wonder if my mom is tired of being a single mom, and wants to go back to being a together wife.

I know my mom would shake her head and say "Of course silly, you don't have to act like I am in a marriage. That would be ridiculous. I do what I do, because I have to" but for some reason I can not wrap my head around this concept of having a provider, protector, and whatever else the man does. I find myself charging forward with all the gusto I have within me, and taking up all the space and room for the man to be... the man.

But God knows what He's doing by uniting two imperfect people.

It's exciting.

July 14 will be exciting.

God's plan is exciting.

Learning to be a wife is exciting.

But making 250 paper roses?

That's...... exciting....