This past weekend was another trip back to Georgia, one for me to Atlanta and Jamey to Athens. Mine was…probably a bit more tame than his, so I’ll let Jamey be the one to go into details for you about that later.
My mom’s longtime friend Mrs. T hosted a shower for me, and it was one of those special occasions that my mom and I will both cherish for a long, long time.
Plus, I got this extra special Jamey doll!
What's that? You want to go to the mall and buy me shoes? Aw, thank you, baby!
Happy Memorial Day from Jamey and Claire!
We return to Charleston now, but what a great weekend in Madison it has been. We are so delighted to have met so many more of you! I couldn’t be more grateful for such incredible friends and family.
Have a safe and relaxing rest of you holiday.
Love, Jamey and Claire
Our weekend could not have been more wedding planning productive. (Yes, I did indeed find the dress!)
I am happy to share details with anyone who wants to know more. For now I am keeping mum – can’t have Jamey learning any other details that haven’t already been spilled.
Aside from dress shopping, invitation selecting, cake testing, registering…Georgia was, once again, a refresher. I was so happy to be home with family. Those little visits are like boosts of energy, and it’s only when we return to Charleston that we fall onto our couch and crash. (I can’t wait for our mini-beach vacation in two weeks when we return to Pawleys. I think that will be especially refreshing for Jamey, who is currently working a two-week tour to Northeast Pennsylvania. How’s the weather up there today, honeybunch?)
As we enter the shower season, I’m sure more of the wedding details will spill out over the next several months. I might have to get into royal wedding lip lockdown if I find myself blabbing too much, but it’s hard to keep a low profile now that I have even more reasons to get excited. I feel like that’s the general consensus with everything: to everyone, I find myself only able to express my excitement and happiness.
Then again, this is how it all should be. Everyone tells me this is supposed to be one life’s happiest occasions, and so far I do think we are progressing just perfectly along in that direction.
Talk to me again in September when the real stress of the planning is supposed to start to sink in.
Us looking especially cheeseball happy for all the right reasons. Also my hair looks good.
Cause I’m bored and should be home already…