I’ve had a really hard time articulating anything wedding related this weekend, and I think it’s because we’re so in the thick of it. We’re working to follow TTO’s excellent advice, and not procrastinate. I want to be able to enjoy the time leading up to the wedding, not to mention just breathing and enjoying the weekend of our wedding, so I’m trying to cross things off the list now, now, now.
This weekend we picked up our wedding invitations fresh off the letterpress from Jordan. I’m so glad we went with a fellow blogger instead of taking the perhaps more normal and sane route of going with a big print shop. There was something so satisfying about going to Jordan’s studio and seeing our plates still on the press, chatting while she wrapped up* the invitations, and David and baby Moses giggled back and forth. (and yes I’ll be sharing the invites in detail one of these days, when I get pictures that do them justice).
We spent the rest of the weekend hand addressing envelopes, stuffing and stamping. Today, our invitations start their journey into the world. I know most people will look at them for three seconds before they stick them on their fridge or in a stack – but hopefully one or two people will touch them and think about them, sense that they were a labor of love, feel the beckoning of joy.
*A unexpected side effect of shopping indie seems to be packages tied up with string.
