I can’t believe it has been over a week since my bridal shower (time seems to be moving at a faster rate then normal).  It was a beautiful day shared with all of the people I love.

I bet you can guess who my mom is…she is the only other person making a kind of crazy face (being too animated can be a curse).

My sister Jenn is amazing.  She hosted my shower in an “Alice in Wonderland” theme full of whimsy and color.  It was perfect.

The flamingo center pieces were made out of old tea cups, lamp bases, and plastic yard ornaments that she “sparkled” (not to mention a ton of hot glue and singed fingers.

My other sister Tara made delicious cupcakes that read “Take One” and were adorned with hearts and sprinkles.  My sisters like glitter .

We were entertained with several games.  My favorite being the one where my Jenn emailed my fiance a bunch of questions about us and I had to answer the same questions in front of all of my guests.  It reminded me of the “Newlywed” game show from the 70′s except Chris wasn’t there to take some of the fall.  For every question I got wrong (according to Chris’ answer) I had to chew a piece of Dentine Fire.  The ladies were good sports and let me spit out my wad and start again about half way through.  I don’t think they wanted to see me choke.

Here’s me getting another answer wrong.  Hahaha.  I think I look like I am in pain.

Favorite questions/responses:

What is the worst meal she ever cooked for you?

Me: “Chicken wings with feathers,” (I didn’t know they came with feathers, I don’t normally eat chicken wings). – I was right.  He added that it was our first meal.  I can’t believe he stuck around after that.

I’m going to go ahead and put this one out there.  It was the worst question, because apparently I am a dirty dirty bi**h (you get the point).

What does she keep on her nightstand?

Me:  ”Clothes.  I’m a slob.”

His:  ”Clothes and tissues (new and used).”

Really Chris, you had to put that out there for everyone.  Yes folks, that’s right.  I don’t always throw my dirty tissues away.  I am not hoarding them (no unrealistic attachment, I swear) don’t call that show on me.  I guess that’s when you know it’s love…when someone will throw away your snot rags for you.

Then there was the one that made me cry.  Sitting there.  In front of everyone.  EVERYONE.  (I tried to blame it on the fire in my mouth, but I am not sure it worked.)

What is the nicest thing you have done for her?

Me:  ”I don’t know, we are always nice to each other???” My answers were no where near as good as his, but I had 30 seconds and 30 eyes on me and he had 2 months in front of his laptop in our living room.

His:  ”When I drove up to the office to bring her a chocolate shake.”

Let me explain.  We live about 40 minutes from my job.  I was having a horrible day and I called Chris and told him all I wanted was a chocolate milk shake and my day would be better, but lunch was almost over, so no milk shake.  40 minutes later this handsome man, my hero, walked in with my chocolate shake and stole my heart forever.  Great. I am crying right now as I type.  It really was an incredible gesture of love and of how important I am to him.  He always makes my day a bit brighter.  How could I not love this wonderfully caring man after he drove an hour and 20 minutes just to give me that bit of joy?

Onto a lighter subject.  The ladies also played a hilarious game where in they split into teams, had 20 minutes and had to make a dress and accessories out of toilet paper and duck tape.

All of the “brides” were great sports and the dress turned out better then I expected.  I think there is some creative talent in our families. My Grandmother on the far left won, but barely and mostly because the others started to look a little too mummy like. I definitely recommend this game.  The laughter went on for the full 20 minutes.

Thank you to my sisters (and mom) for making this an extra special day for me and thank you to everyone that came out.  I had more fun then I could have imagined (mostly because I was terrified of opening presents in front of an audience).

My nervous wave prior to presents.  Tense much?  Really though, thank you everyone!

A  tip on having a great bridal shower…keep things moving.  We played a game during our meal, after, half way through presents, and to end the day, because really…who wants to watch me open all of those presents?

My family and friends ; )

Does anyone else have some fun bridal shower games?

Or has anyone ever cried at their shower?