Mr. And Mrs. Ert.

Remember Brynn's party and how I took over the kitchen with a diy subway sign for a wedding?

Remember this, my solid argument that I need a craft room?

And just for the record, The Man is not arguing this point, in fact, he agrees whole heartedly.  I even have a space in the basement I can turn into "my" spot, it's just a matter of doing it.

So my solid argument is actually not an argument that I need the room as much as I need to get going on setting it up.

Details.

The finished product for Lindee and Sam:

They're both cops so I thought it was fitting.   I found the original idea on pinterest and tweaked it for my own needs.

Happy Wedding Mr. and Mrs. Ert.

Even though the day started off in a torrential downpour of rain, it cleared out quite nicely by the afternoon and left temps, white, fluffy clouds, and fresh green scenery for the most perfect day.

I don't think it could have been more perfect.

Lindee spilled her sand all over the table instead of in the jar, and it just so happened to be right as I was taking the picture.  The look on her face is priceless.

I loved that they had bubbles blown at the end of the ceremony.

The most handsome groomsman that there ever was happened to be my arm candy for the night.

 Brynn decided sweat pants under her skirt was called for.  Though after the ceremony, but before the reception, she asked if she could take her skirt off now?  And was surprised when I told her no.

The waterfalls all over the property were gorgeous.

I'm thankful we got to spend the day with Lindee and Sam and show them our love and support.  I wish them all the happiness and love that a marriage can offer.

Brynn's Party. And Evidence That I Need a Craft Room.

To wrap up Brynn's birthday posts:

All that girl wanted for a party was to have some friends over, popcorn, smoothies, and a movie.

The popcorn and smoothies went off with out a hitch, but those girls had no intentions of sitting down and watching a movie.

Brynn designed her cake and I helped her with it, but she did a lot of the work herself.  I think it turned out pretty good.

Brynn's bff, Hannah, gave Brynn, of all things... a fish.  A beta to be more exact, which Brynn promptly named Aqua Jay (maybe she can keep a named fish alive better than I can? (Here)) and which oddly I don't have a picture of.  I was too busy trying to get things set up before kids showed up (after having worked all day) and I had to keep moving that fish out of the way.  At first it was on the kitchen counter but I didn't want it to get knocked over in the chaos of the party.  Also, I had plans of creating a wedding gift on the counter while Brynn ran around crazy with her friends so I needed the fish out of the way.  So Brynn took the fish downstairs to what I had assumed would be her room.  A few minutes later I went down to check on something and found the fish on the floor of the basement great room, and looking somewhat wobbly on the cushy carpet. With a huff and a shake of my head, and with Brynn no where in sight, I grabbed that guy up and put him squarely on her dresser.  At this rate, I don't know how long he's going to last.  Also, he's a "he" simply because he's blue.

The signs of a successful party.  Happy girls trailed away home late into the night, and by late into the night I mean 10:30, but when girls show up at 7:00 and stay, screaming with pure delight, until 10:30, it begins to feel like late into the night indeed.

Check off another birthday success at our house.

All the while I was working on this puppy:

A subway sign for a wedding gift, which I will explain and show you the finished details, as well as the wedding, tomorrow.  Exciting, no?

Also, exhibit number one as to why I need to have a craft room.

I completely render the kitchen unusable when I start a project.  The Circus can only hope it doesn't take me longer than a day to finish it.