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For the 2.5 of you or so who are following the assemblage of our huppah:

On Thursday, I ventured to my mom’s house to try and put everything together. On her dining room table, here’s what we came up with:

huppahs and rings 007

In the middle you’ll find her still unfinished giant amazing cross-stitched square. Some close-ups:

huppah quilt editedhuppahs and rings 011

The huppah will be very wide but not too deep, which actually suits our needs just fine. I pinned this tentative arrangement down, and my mom will try sewing it. We debated how to finish the edges and such, but she knows way more about such things than I do, so I am just going to follow her lead and let her mess around with it.

The only tricky thing is that I went for brunch this morning with an old friend who was visiting from out of town, and she handed me a belated square! It’s adorable–it’s an image of the UK with the trajectory drawn out of the long distance relationship that theĀ  mister and I dealt with for the first two years of our relationship (during which I happened to live with this friend and her partner). So we are going to have to figure out how to fit it in!

Later, my mother and I went on a search for huppah poles. I have been lusting, for a long time, over rustic tree branch huppah poles like these:

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I have recently discovered that unless you chop the damn things yourself (and hey, we live in the middle of the city), they can be mighty pricy to buy. I have since come to peace with the fact that our huppah canopy is awesome enough that I can live with “blah” poles. We are now looking at either using thick bamboo or nice molded wooden curtain rods. It is liberating to make these decisions at this point in planning. There’s a sort of cost-benefit analysis that we do lately in which we weigh the awesomeness of doing something, like, say, pursuing perfect huppah poles, with the headache of it. In this scenario, perfect lost. (It also lost in our debate over favours, which I’ll get around to discussing.) As always, my mantra holds true: “not perfect, but right.”

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