Since wedding bells will peel soon, it is serendipitous that we received a rejoicing email from a dear, newly wedded, customer. Kelly has gracefully allowed me to share the below wedding photograph as well as an excerpt from her sweetest email message to us:
"...When I saw the decorated room at Palace Ballroom it took my breath away. It was even better than I could have imagined. People wanted to take the glassybaby home with them! We want to say thank you from the bottom of our hearts for all of your beautiful work and your support in making our wedding dreams come true!...P.S. My husband even surprised me with two glassybaby for Christmas that he bought before our wedding day! I love, love, love, love them and can't wait to get more! :)"
I really love emails that use the word "love" with reckless abandon and include the energy carried by many exclamation points; and I adore emails populated by winking smiles crafted from the typing of colons, semicolons and parenthesis marks. Kelley's email made our collective day. Swoon over her dreamy pink 'petaled,' glassybaby rich wedding photo.
Weddings conjure the visual of white doves somehow, and white doves lead me to a glassybaby bird tale in our recent history. Ryan, Production Manager, Trouble Shooter extraordinaire, awoke Monday morning to a phone call from our furnace 'light up' person. One of the glory holes was not lighting up properly...the normal combustion that lights our fire for the day's production...was not occurring. Nothing phases intrepid Ry, she easily channels her inner Sherlock of glass production. Various phone calls were made. Plumber Steve was summoned. An ascent to the rooftop ensued, where air and gas lines safely reside. This time, in the world of smote, the birds smote the air line. Steve, found aloft, the clear tracings of a bird's nest in our essential air line. The nest was summarily removed (no birds were harmed in this process.) Our air line flows nicely now and we are back to 'light up' normalcy. And Ryan took off her purple Sherlock hat.
End note. Sophie is in the house and we welcome her. To explain, we have acquired a, soon to graduate from High School, intern. She has great ideas and energy and will be in our midst for one month. Task #1: "Sophie, would you please explain twitter to me?"
Happy Mother's Day. Thanks for loving your Mom with glassybaby. Praise to the blooming lilacs surrounding us. Until Next Time, Nicola