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Lindsay and Karlo are married by now. Which is SO excellent. And everything looked great. Which is ALSO excellent.

I, however? Am tired.

It’s been a long, long week and my sinus infection is still lingering about the edges of my psyche like a seventh-grade boy at his first dance.

And my mom’s back went out last night, which was a little interesting, but we made it happen.

Oh, yes. You cannot take a Fowler girl down. No sir. Especially not when a wedding is on the line.

Lindsay wanted simple, rectangular glass vases, and spare arrangements in red, orange and yellow in a single stem: tulips.

My mom suggested adding some roses for texture, and that worked out beautifully.

(Well, the thorns on the roses kind of sucked, but at least tulips don’t have thorns. Just really floppy leaves that need to be stripped and a tendency to OPEN UP REAL WIDE WAY TOO SOON.)

Here’s how they looked:

Pretty.

So, to sum up:

Stems stripped of leaves: 200

Stems stripped of thorns: 48

Arrangements made: 14

Bouquets: 2

Canes walked with by moms: 1

Number of emergency trips to florist: 1

Shots of espresso consumed by daughters: 4

Dads who came along to be lackeys: 1

Blushing couples smiling in spite of the rain: 1

Sounds perfect to me.

Congrats, Lindsay and Karlo! You both looked gorgeous, and I know you’ll make each other happy for years and years and years.

And thanks, Mom. Another mother-daughter wedding success!

Now I just need to SLEEEEP. Also, anyone good at back rubs?