Donny, you're out of your element!

OK...so I've been really involved so far in all aspects of this process. Maybe it's my creative side, maybe it's just because I have a need to be hands-on...I don't know.

Well, that came to a halting stop today when we made our first stop earlier during our fully packed wedding prep week. Where did we go? The florist.

It's not that I don't care about flowers, because I certainly can appreciate them and I understand why they're an essential way to brighten up the reception space. That said, when we were speaking with the florist I felt more out of place than a polar bear on a tropical island. Dendro-whats? I did a lot of smiling and nodding. I will have no issue picking out flatware next month, so I think I did OK. I'm happy to say that my end-point was flowers, that's better than most grooms. I guess I had to have my moment filling the groom-out-of-place cliché. Fortunately, I have complete confidence in Liz's judgement and the woman seemed to know what she was talking about (not that I would know!?) so in the end, I'm know for a fact that it will all look fantastic and beautiful.