Sarah's Wedding Garter

      
Something old, something new,
something borrowed, something blue.


Old: the engagement ring was made from Wade's grandma's ring

New: the dress

I wonder how many dresses Sarah tried on? She was very good about it since she is good at making decisions. It still was a bit of an adventure though. The problem was she looked good in all of them. And then it was finally ordered ... in January already. It took its time coming though which made the bride a little nervous. 

The three fittings took all place in secret. Ha!


Borrowed: the brooch on the bouquet

The brooch was my mother's. She gave it to me many years ago. I am not ready to give it up yet.















Blue: the elastic and ribbon on the garter

Info for my lacemaking friends:
The Garter is a design by Sherry Graham. I used 34 pairs of linen 80/2 and 2 pairs with gimp.

This is what you get when you DON'T pre-prick your pattern. You also get a callus on your finger.

I found that a little more then 1 1/2 of the circumference is good. If it is too ruffled it doesn't show the pattern.

We know that is not were it is worn.  Got to have some fun!

I could not find any blue elastic suitable for this ... so my friend Lise came to the rescue and mailed some to me from Missouri.


I cut it a little shorter then the circumference and attached a piece of matching ribbon to each end. Put it around the leg and tied a (secure) bow.   

Now I have put it into a candle-holding glass tube for Sarah (Bed, Bath and Beyond).




The ends are tucked under and a little bow made from the ribbon pinned to each end. She seemed to be pleased.


The veil was home-made too ... but by machine. Sarah didn't want anything too elaborate because it would clash with the dress.

I bought tulle. There is quite a selection out there and relatively inexpensive.

I cut the right length (top and bottom layer in one piece) and rounded the four edges. I cut strips about 2 inches wide of Sulky Solvy lightweight water soluble stabilizer (with coupon about $4), used two to sandwich (ironing) the tulle edge all around.

I used silver thread to sew two decorative stitches (one after the other) all around.

Mistake: I only had white in the bottom bobbin not realizing first that when I would turn the top shorter layer of the veil over, the underside of the stitch would now be the top. It was easily corrected though. Just another five-minute job, haha.


 Next time: Use silver thread for top AND bottom thread.

Moral of the story: So many things you do only once and the knowledge gained is wasted.

Trim the excess tulle/stabilizer next to the border carefully. Soak and rinse the whole thing well and iron dry. Test the heat setting on a piece of the scrap tulle. All the craft stores have the wire combs to attach it too. Satisfying work.

The Week after

... in the mountains.

Way, way back when we started planning the wedding, we thought that in July it probably would be too hot in Richmond for our guests from overseas. We didn't even know then that it would be record heat. James thought that it would be a good idea to rent a house in the Shenandoah Valley for all who would be still visiting ... and they thought it would be a good idea too.

And that is what we did!

Monday July 18 we packed up. James and I, Helen with William, my sister Ute and her daughter Maren, James's sisters Jane, Kate and husband David, their son Jimmo, my cousin Eva and husband Arno ... 12 altogether. In 3 cars off we went. Bless the age of the cell phone (except when we were at the cabin there wasn't really a good reception).

It looks small but it is huge inside. There were living room areas which we never used. 

The view to the Shenandoah River from the balcony.

Everybody took turns cooking. On the first morning we all got a real cooked English breakfast.

Yummm!

Yum, yum!

On the last day we marveled. We had sat down in this order for the first meal and never changed.

William receives some gifts from England.

The rules for the week:
everybody can do what he/she wants.

Some liked to read in the shade.

Some liked the sun on deck.

Christa wonders whether this is the bear which almost ate Jimmo in the Smokey Mountains? I had to fix his tongue. 

11 people to play with William. Oh my ..

His mother is still the best though.

View to the back of the house from the river. Tiny?

Down at the river.

Very low water.

Swimming not really possible.

But the view was gorgeous. 

Ute was successfully relaxing. Helen had to study for her class. At least she had babysitters.

Very willing babysitters.

Really a great place to relax. Unfortunately even here in the mountains it was still VERY hot. Most went one day in rented canoes for 8 miles down the river. They came back quite exhausted with worn muscles but had a good time. 

Helen had prepared a project for all who wanted to participate. We tie-dyed t-shirts.

Had to take turns with the dye.

Jimmo and Kate are waiting.

David doing a good job.

So does Jimmo.

Bonding time between the countries.

Arno likes it too.

We only colored a little bit of gravel.

Enjoying the very early morning sun.

The river looked lovely.

And then there was Jimmo's birthday on Friday. 

(of course it is also his twin sister Bec's but she was in England)

Soft-boiled eggs for breakfast this morning. James uses his yoghurt cup as egg cup.

The dyed t-shirts had to 'season' for 24 hours. Now they can be washed and dried.

Maren cooling in the river.

Looking at the results of the effort.

James taking the photo.

The birthday cake. I think somebody knew that Jimmo likes football (soccer).

Hip, hip, hip, hurray!

Did we all eat standing?

Jimmo eating the football.

And then there was the snooker tournament (pool? billiard?) For most of the Germans it was the first time ever.

William and I watched from the steps (when it wasn't my turn).

Ute did great!

David was the winner this time.

And he has other talents too.

Last morning on the deck. Sigh.











Saturday. We had to pack up again. Everybody agreed that it had been wonderfully relaxing and a fun time. The 3 cars were packed again. Helen driving one and James the other took the scenic route along Skyline Drive. I drove straight home with Ute and Maren. They had to repack their luggage and get ready to go to the airport. Oh how fast the time had gone.