Yesterday, we held a bridal shower for one of my closest and dearest friends. It was so funny hearing her describe the ecstatic smile on her fiancee's face when he proposed to her and how she hopes to find that smile across his lips again as they build their lives together. It's a good and healthy relationship, and she totally and completely deserves it. Her relationship is not an old one. It began less than a year ago, but it felt right to her and to him and the pace was fast and furious as it moved towards total commitment to each other. Part of her is anxious because the pace has been so quick, but I think her intuition has always been spot on and hope that she can trust it.
The shower began at 8pm and went until 4am and we made so much food and desserts that there was no way it could all have been finished, nevertheless, the girls and myself made a valient effort to prevent anything from going to waste. There was a ton of salads, homemade veggie sushi, focaccia pizza's, dips, spiced fritatta, cheesecake, two types of fruit crumble, chocolate cake, Knafe from Jaffa, nuts, chocolates, and a million other offerings for 13 women who enjoy food.
As the group nibbled into the night the conversation veered from the irreligious and antifeminist aspects of jerusalem holy sites, to advice given to the soon to be bride by each of our friends along with advice from the soon to be bride given to the lovelorn in our group of friends. We talked about her fiancee's most disgusting habit, which apparantly is his unwillingness to cut his toenails by himself. I've heard worse. She was gifted with about 7 differant types of see through lingerie, including a cooking apron which may well see more use in the bedroom than in the kitchen.
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What you didn't get drunk or anything?
I get drunk off half a glass of red wine....
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