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A Shower for Carrie

The Happy Newlyweds-to-Be

Well, two weeks to the day that we moved into the new house, we have now hosted our first party here. A girlfriend and I hosted a bridal shower for our other girlfriend Carrie, who is getting married this July. In retrospect, I was kinda crazy to try to pull it all together only 2 weeks after moving in, but it was a fun party, and I think she had a great time. For one thing, having an event at your house always makes you get stuff done that needs to be done, non?

“I Do!” — glitter letters leftover from my wedding hanging on my pretty china cabinet from my sweet Grandmother.

The afternoon spread

Favors galore! Little Martha Stewart boxes with pale blue crystal accents. Pink peonies and roses, too.


Mmmmm, ribbon cake from Raspberries ‘n’ Creme. Delicious! Tiffany Blue plates and napkins from Caspari, my go-to for all manner of disposable party fabulousness.

Cake detail with fresh flowers.

Beverage display. A little hard to see here, but big bowls of strawberry punch and iced tea with floating lemons.

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Sweet of the Week: Lemon Tassies


Mmmm, so remember that Martha Stewart Cookies book I received for my birthday? It was taken out for a test drive today. Because really, there’s nothing better to do on a day  of nervous energy when you’re waiting to see if the counter offer you sent to the homeseller of the new house you’d like to buy will actually be acceptable or not. Or, as Simon said, “if they will even dignify that with a response.” But more on that later, ok?

Mmmm, butter.
It was a surprisingly easy recipe (thank you, Martha!), although I was a bit concerned that I had overprocessed the dough for the crust. And admittedly, mine are much larger and un peu, shall we say, rustic than Martha’s. But oh well, more to love, right? Ahem.
ready for the fire
Anyhow, they really are delicious. Despite my concern over the crust, the lemon tassies are basically like petite lemon cheesecakes. And what’s not to love about that? Oh, and FYI, if you are like me and are experiencing (1) nervous energy about house-buying and (2) mommy brain that refuses to go away, and you disregard the instructions in the recipe about the crust fully cooling before adding the lemon mixture, it will be okay. They’ll still turn out delicious.

Eat me.
So back to this housebuying business. We went for one final glance at the house on Sunday afternoon before submitting our offer yesterday. Unbeknownst to us, it was open from 2 to 4, so we went in and perused it again. It’s funny, every other person that I saw walk in that house, it was like I wanted to throw myself down in the front yard in their way and bar them from walking in the door. As if I didn’t want them to see how absolutely fabulous and gorgeous it was, because in my mind, it is so great that of course they would want to put an offer in on the spot. Before we could. Maybe it’s the eBay-er in me. Like I want to get my bid in, you know? Or use the Buy-It-Now feature…. Ok, well, maybe we wouldn’t be using BIN. But you get the metaphor.

Oh well. Anxiety. Nothing a little lemon tassie won’t cure.

Recipe here via Martha Stewart

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An Open Letter to Martha Stewart

Dear Martha,
You know I love you. I really do. Nobody does a party like you. Your pursuit of party perfection keeps me constantly inspired. I still read Martha Stewart Weddings, nearly three years past my own. However, we are now at an impass. As I perused your collection of crafts at Michaels, I was drawn to the gorgeous paper flowers for a certain somebody’s 40th Fiesta (Happy Birthday, E!). I was so enticed, I bought three packages of eight, in various colors, to hang from the ceiling of our outdoor party tent. But I  must admit, I am less than pleased with your attractively-packaged floral party decorations. Yes, yes, the girl on the package looks thrilled with her perfect party posies, but it is for this reason: 
She was not the one who assembled them.
And I have a feeling, Martha, neither did you.  Because knowing you as I do, had you assembled these yourself, heads would have rolled in the design department.
Martha, I was an art major. I know how to manipulate paper. And I can apply tape until the end of time. But it is only now, three hours and  twenty floral poufs later, that I could effectively describe to someone else how to assemble these. I encourage you to reassess.
Cordially,
RLS
P.S. As I now review your craft website, I notice that the floral poufs are no longer available via your website. Perhaps I am not the only one?

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