Melissa kindly sent me some pictures from Aimee's shower. I've been wanting to share with you but failed to take any photos. This is Aimee's Bridal Party and the team that put it all together. L to R: Grace (mentee), Dawn (high school friend and beyond), A in the middle, Melissa (best friend) and me (sister).
The room. We booked the Tin Roof Bistro in Manhattan Beach. They have this huge private room that was so great. The server was perfect for a bunch of women. He hung each one of those white things for us and would change the temperature every time a lady would complain. =) Oh, and the food was so delicious especially those who picked the vegetarian lasagna.
Grace led this phenomenal game. She would say a generic question like, "Who will do the chores?" and everyone voted with a paddle that had Blane and Aimee's names on either side. Quite hilarious actually.
The ladies voting.
A precious time of prayer that Aimee thought went a bit too long. hahahaha
These are the ladies who are near and dear to her heart.
A few highlights - Denise T. crying the entire time because she just loves Aimee so much. Sandi, Aimee's MIL, for praying out loud (something she absolutely hates to do) because it was for Aimee. Grace stepping up and doing a more than awesome job. Aimee's joy at Denise H.'s food processor gift. Linda and her electric blue lingerie - hahaha! Leah who drove all the way to Glendale to pick up Aimee's blue dress and for coming over early to do her hair and makeup. My mom and Helen put so much love into decorating. Mom had her words of wisdom. Michelle laughing so hard she just kept snorting. Melissa for tediously making Aimee's favorite sea salt caramel macaroon as favors - so yummy! Madeleine, her college roommate, who knew absolutely no one and yet came anyway... and so on.
You know, Aimee has a tendency to draw people who have a harder time going through life than others. And even though they may have not brought the best gifts or said the nicest things - the very fact that they pulled themselves together, found something to wear, and made it was telling enough. The effort shows you how much they love her.
As someone who wants all the best and more for her sister, I hope that she felt comfortable, special, loved, and appreciated for all that she is because a girl only gets this once. I love you A.
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