Wedding Week! - Showered with LOVE

We were so lucky to have been surrounded by so much friendship and love around us during the wedding planning. We were given an engagement party and two showers by our close friends an family.

Our first shower was thrown by a wonderfully awesome group of women who are friends of ours that we met through J's father and step-mother. They're a group of life long friends who were very supportive and helpful in our wedding planning and went as far as to throw me a shower. Everyone pitched in with food and drinks and we couldn't have asked for a more beautiful Summer evening for a party! There was plenty of bubbly, lots of yummy food, a ton of laughs and fun gifts! It was a blast and I felt so, so blessed to be surrounded by such awesome women.

The shower was outside on the back porch...so beautiful!

With J's step-mother

With my AWESOME bestie and matron-of-honor....we didn't plan on being so color coordinated!

Susan and Anne....just 2 of the lovely women who were apart of this evening.

Only missing 2 women, the photographer, Anne and Brenda!

A favorite shot and the perfect picture to sum up the evening!

Our engagement party was thrown by my bestie and matron-of-honor at her home. Our local family and all of our friends were there to celebrate. I can't tell you how incredible it felt to feel so loved and lucky and blessed to be around those we care so much about. It was another awesome night full of laughter and great wine!

The wine bar....

My hubby to be

Under the home made "Congratulations" sign my bridesmaid, Ashley made!

<3 her.

My bridesmaids and matron-of-honor. Lovely ladies!

With Ashley

With Emily

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