- Mrs Grape
- 8 years ago
- Wedding: December 2010
I have been dying to start recaps, so I decided to post one about the night before the ceremony, leading right up to the ceremony itself even though I don’t have all the pro pics yet. (But I will soon, I hope!)
On Thursday, I headed to Grandma and Aunt Grape’s house (where I grew up) after my last class of the day. Mission: cupcakes. I was armed with my jar of applesauce and the Intarwebs promise that 1/4 cup of applesauce was basically equal to one egg. Okay.
What ensued later that evening can only be described as Lopsided-Ass Cupcakes. Apparently, applesauce doesn’t have QUITE the same consistency as eggs, so the marble-cake-applesauce-hybrids were really lopsided on top. We fixed them up with some nice dyed frosting and some sugar pearls:
They’re obviously home-made, but I think they were sort of charming. Also, they were SO tasty. The applesauce made them super-moist, and the frosting wasn’t bad, either.
Darling Husband had to work until 10 pm that night and called shortly after arriving at work to inform me that he had left his shoes at the apartment. Ma Grape and I ran down to fetch them before I had to pick Darling Husband up from work; we returned to the house of Grapes Sr. to retire for the night.
Well, sort of.
We sat up and BSed with Ma Grape until around 11:45, at which point we decided to attempt to sleep, since I had to get up at 6:00 for my hair appointment (which was at 8:00–hey, it takes a long time to get dressed!). Mr. Grape was out like a light, but I kept waking up. It was like waiting for Christmas. When I finally got to sleep for the last time, I managed to get about an hour and a half of shut-eye before Humphrey Bogart woke me up at 5:00.
Disclaimer: Aunt-Mom Grape likes to listen to old radio programs from the 40s and 50s and has her radio programmed to play whatever CD is in at 5:00 every morning. Mr. Grape woke up as well and saved me from the freaky “haunted” radio; basically, the whole house was up at that point anyway, so we decided to hop out of bed for the day.
My hair appointment went smoothly and before I knew it, it was time for the Grape Brigade to swoop by the salon and pick me up to head to the courthouse. We waited in the lobby (all of us, save for Aunt-Mom Grape, set off the metal detectors, as we were all wearing pieces of my late Great Aunt Grape’s jewelry–DH even wore a tie tack of hers) for the rest of the guests to arrive before heading upstairs to the courtroom…
Here are a few pics of things other than the ceremony (which I’m saving for a later post, ha ha).
My wedding look (complete with vintage G.A. Grape earrings and swan pin, which set off the metal detectors and made me look VERY suspicious, lmao).