wedding invitation shopping

Jinx and Trilli

Last weekend I was supposed to go look at a venue for my friend Savannah's wedding, but it was super cold that day so we just went invitation shopping instead. We always have fun together. First we went to Jo Ann's and then Michael's where we found several cool stamps, some ribbon, invitation paper, a few embellishments and other random things. For dinner the four of us (the girls and Jonathan, I hope he doesn't grow tired of that) went to K&W (a cafeteria style restaurant usually reserved for the elderly or older families with small children) and gorged ourselves. I feel we received quite a few strange glances. We were certainly the only table of twenty-somethings in the whole place. But it was delicious, and we all left with a bag full of to-go boxes. It's like a buffet with leftovers, terrific.

It was a simple day, but a blast. I have the best friends.

Until next time,

Angela and Jonathan

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