This past weekend I had the great privilege of being a bridesmaid in my dear friend Abi’s wedding. She and I were roommates back at UVA. We loved living together our fourth year of college:
We’ve stayed very close friends ever since! She was a bridesmaid in my wedding. She’s the third on the left:
And she came to meet Lena when that baby girl was just a few days old! She also brought me Nutella cookies, which makes her one of my favorite people ever. She already was, of course, but this sealed the deal.
On Saturday my beloved friend Abi married the boy of her dreams, a man who had wooed her slowly and patiently over the last couple of years. Their wedding was gorgeous, filled with a million personal details from Abi’s love of France (she’s a French teacher) and Jorge’s Mexican heritage. Here are a few photos from my phone of this weekend:
Photos from a lovely bridesmaid’s luncheon. From L to R: Johanna, Abi, me.
My mom came to help with Lena, and she had a wonderful time with her Grammie! Do you love her new jeggings? :-) So stylin’!
Morning of the wedding: Abi steams her gorgeous dress and Lauren (another dear friend who lived with us at UVA) preps to be a beautiful bridesmaid.
All the bridesmaids from UVA! Six of us (out of Abi’s ten bridesmaids) had been friends at Mr. Jefferson’s University.
Abi is veiled for the ceremony!
Trolley ride to the wedding… such fun! Maggie and I pose for a blurry shot on the ride over.
Final moments before Abi walks down the aisle to Jorge. Stay hydrated, Abi! She made all our beautiful hair pieces.
And they are married!!! We rode the trolley again to take some photos and then arrived at the wedding venue, where Abi had made lovely papel picado and strung the cutouts over the dance floor. Every detail of this wedding was hand-crafted and designed by Abi and Jorge.
Lena came to the party, where many of my friends were excited to meet her for the first time! We had fun on the dance floor just the two of us (we missed Elliott :-/) and posed with an old friend, Johanna.
At the end of the night we even got a picture with the bride! Lovely Abi and her Jorge headed off soon after this among the ringing of wedding bells. I’m so glad for you, sweet Abi, and rejoice for you and Jorge. Can’t wait to see you again soon so we can chit-chat about married life!
This past weekend I had the great privilege of being a bridesmaid in my dear friend Abi’s wedding. She and I were roommates back at UVA. We loved living together our fourth year of college:
We’ve stayed very close friends ever since! She was a bridesmaid in my wedding. She’s the third on the left:
And she came to meet Lena when that baby girl was just a few days old! She also brought me Nutella cookies, which makes her one of my favorite people ever. She already was, of course, but this sealed the deal.
On Saturday my beloved friend Abi married the boy of her dreams, a man who had wooed her slowly and patiently over the last couple of years. Their wedding was gorgeous, filled with a million personal details from Abi’s love of France (she’s a French teacher) and Jorge’s Mexican heritage. Here are a few photos from my phone of this weekend:
Photos from a lovely bridesmaid’s luncheon. From L to R: Johanna, Abi, me.
My mom came to help with Lena, and she had a wonderful time with her Grammie! Do you love her new jeggings? :-) So stylin’!
Morning of the wedding: Abi steams her gorgeous dress and Lauren (another dear friend who lived with us at UVA) preps to be a beautiful bridesmaid.
All the bridesmaids from UVA! Six of us (out of Abi’s ten bridesmaids) had been friends at Mr. Jefferson’s University.
Abi is veiled for the ceremony!
Trolley ride to the wedding… such fun! Maggie and I pose for a blurry shot on the ride over.
Final moments before Abi walks down the aisle to Jorge. Stay hydrated, Abi! She made all our beautiful hair pieces.
And they are married!!! We rode the trolley again to take some photos and then arrived at the wedding venue, where Abi had made lovely papel picado and strung the cutouts over the dance floor. Every detail of this wedding was hand-crafted and designed by Abi and Jorge.
Lena came to the party, where many of my friends were excited to meet her for the first time! We had fun on the dance floor just the two of us (we missed Elliott :-/) and posed with an old friend, Johanna.
At the end of the night we even got a picture with the bride! Lovely Abi and her Jorge headed off soon after this among the ringing of wedding bells. I’m so glad for you, sweet Abi, and rejoice for you and Jorge. Can’t wait to see you again soon so we can chit-chat about married life!
What fun I had planning and executing this little party! I love an excuse to bake and craft, and this was the best excuse most mothers ever get: their baby girl’s first birthday. My favorite things to make were the invitations and the cake.
For the invitations (and later for the pennant banners around the house), I used some fabric I purchased at Purl Soho in NYC when I was pregnant with Lena. I wanted to make her something special, and finally I had just the right occasion. I also used fabric from the dress my mom and I sewed for Lena and which, of course, she wore for the party.
My mother-in-law and sister-in-law (Eden) were a huge help getting ready for the day. Even my father-in-law helped with nailing banners to the wall, and Elliott came home with a huge bouquet of wildflowers after I sent him out just to get the balloons blown up.
(In the midst of all this prettiness, all was not as perfect as it seems. Elliott was trying to get our car repaired as everyone at home prepared for the party. [We are constantly, constantly having issues with this little car of ours.] Unfortunately the car did not get fixed in time, leaving him stranded at the mechanic’s before the party. He had to catch a ride with some of our guests to his own daughter’s birthday. When he caught a ride back to the mechanic’s after the party he discovered that the mechanic had broken his tools trying to get the last bolt off! Our car had to be put back together, unfixed. The car is still not repaired, despite Elliott’s sacrifices that day. Oh, for a car that runs without complaining!)
Eden went out before the party to buy some traditional Sicilian Easter lambs at a local bakery. They were made of almond marzipan and are astonishing delicious. (I’m cutting slices off one of them and nibbling on it now!) They were sweet decoration, too, for an Easter-themed birthday party.
Here’s my pride and joy: the lamb cake. My mom had a lamb-shaped cake tin and made us cakes like this for years and years when we were growing up. I asked her if I could use it for Lena’s birthday, and she got me one of my own! I see many lamb-shaped birthday cakes in the future.
At 1pm, the guests began to arrive! We kept it small with just a few children around Lena’s age from families that have become very dear to us over the last few months.
We catch our baby randomly looking through her books, a sweet habit that we love. (We’ll teach her to read them the right way up one day.)
“Hey Mom, look what I found!” We had a chocolate Easter egg hunt for the kids that were old enough to understand. Meanwhile, Lena finds a hat and decides she loves it (literally) while I clap like I am 12 months old.
Time for cake!
The frosting is the best part!
“Forget the cake, I just need to get this frosting…”
What fun I had planning and executing this little party! I love an excuse to bake and craft, and this was the best excuse most mothers ever get: their baby girl’s first birthday. My favorite things to make were the invitations and the cake.
For the invitations (and later for the pennant banners around the house), I used some fabric I purchased at Purl Soho in NYC when I was pregnant with Lena. I wanted to make her something special, and finally I had just the right occasion. I also used fabric from the dress my mom and I sewed for Lena and which, of course, she wore for the party.
My mother-in-law and sister-in-law (Eden) were a huge help getting ready for the day. Even my father-in-law helped with nailing banners to the wall, and Elliott came home with a huge bouquet of wildflowers after I sent him out just to get the balloons blown up.
(In the midst of all this prettiness, all was not as perfect as it seems. Elliott was trying to get our car repaired as everyone at home prepared for the party. [We are constantly, constantly having issues with this little car of ours.] Unfortunately the car did not get fixed in time, leaving him stranded at the mechanic’s before the party. He had to catch a ride with some of our guests to his own daughter’s birthday. When he caught a ride back to the mechanic’s after the party he discovered that the mechanic had broken his tools trying to get the last bolt off! Our car had to be put back together, unfixed. The car is still not repaired, despite Elliott’s sacrifices that day. Oh, for a car that runs without complaining!)
Eden went out before the party to buy some traditional Sicilian Easter lambs at a local bakery. They were made of almond marzipan and are astonishing delicious. (I’m cutting slices off one of them and nibbling on it now!) They were sweet decoration, too, for an Easter-themed birthday party.
Here’s my pride and joy: the lamb cake. My mom had a lamb-shaped cake tin and made us cakes like this for years and years when we were growing up. I asked her if I could use it for Lena’s birthday, and she got me one of my own! I see many lamb-shaped birthday cakes in the future.
At 1pm, the guests began to arrive! We kept it small with just a few children around Lena’s age from families that have become very dear to us over the last few months.
We catch our baby randomly looking through her books, a sweet habit that we love. (We’ll teach her to read them the right way up one day.)
“Hey Mom, look what I found!” We had a chocolate Easter egg hunt for the kids that were old enough to understand. Meanwhile, Lena finds a hat and decides she loves it (literally) while I clap like I am 12 months old.
Time for cake!
The frosting is the best part!
“Forget the cake, I just need to get this frosting…”
Our second day in Malta was a little more rustic than urban, and we also got to spend more time on the beach. Yesss!
First thing in the morning, we set off for the Blue Grotto on the western side of the island. Pretty little skiffs tugged at their moorings as salty Maltese boatmen caught up on last night’s gossip before beginning another day.
We waited for our own ride around the Blue Grotto:
And what a lovely ride it was! We dipped into different caves formed by years of water washing on rock. Beneath the crystal clear water we could see the deceptively fragile forms of lavender-hued jellyfish, their long tentacles streaming behind them.
Afterwards we walked along the rocky beach for a short distance and then sat down in the sunshine. Lena discovered a little hole in the rock that was filled with seawater from last night’s high tide. She dipped her hand in experimentally and then tasted the water on her fingers. Wowza! Salty and so yummy! She proceeded to dip her hand in over and over, licking the salt off each time. Here’s a video:
Later we drove to visit the temples at Hagar Qim. Our Malta guide book suggested that you could see them fairly well without paying the entrance fee, and Lonely Planet was right, as usual. We followed the paths between the two temple sites and looked through the fences at the ancient ruins. In that way the setup reminded me of Stonehenge. This photo is from the edge of a cliff near the temples. What a view!
We had just watched Gladiatoragain in our hotel room the night before, and these fields of wheat reminded us of the classic scenes of “the Spaniard” smoothing his hand over the heads of wheat on his farm in every dream sequence. Much of The Gladiator was filmed in Malta, believe it or not, as well as other films like The Count of Monte Cristo and Casino Royale. Like Italy was for spaghetti westerns, Malta is cheap.
By this point it was high time for lunch, and we were starving. Lonely Planet recommended Ghar Lapsi, a nearby town, which consisted almost entirely of three restaurants and a little stretch of rocky beach. Lena got her feet wet for the first time in Malta. She loved it!
Telling us all about it…
Meeting a hermit crab:
In the Blue Creek Restaurant, we ordered their risotto con calamari al nero de seppia, or calamari risotto in squid ink. Lena and I loved it, but it looked like she was eating mud!
At this point, with our departure time approaching, we chose to spend the last few hours in Malta on one of the recommended beaches. Although chilly in April, it was a peaceful way to leave the island. We watched teenagers kicking a soccer ball around and listened to them speak in their strangely clipped English, the language of upperclass Maltese. We finished off the wine from lunch, read a few lines of our books, watched the sun dip into the sea, and kept an eye on our little explorer, Lena.
And then at last to the airport and then home, where we finally slipped little Lena into bed around 11pm. Malta was, like I said, a short and sweet trip for us, but a beautiful one (especially this time of year!) and we’d recommend it to anyone. If you’re coming our way to Sicily, we can suggest an inexpensive flight or ferry ride and you’ll be on your way to Malta for the weekend!
