There's nothing like a wedding!
The joy, the fun, the memoriesthe stress. As a wedding planner, Anne Richardson has seen mothers of the bride turn into Momzillas, and she's determined not to do that when it's her daughter's turn to get married. But once Laney gets engaged, all bets are off. Anne becomes obsessed with giving Laney the perfect wedding she herself never had. And that wedding needs to be held in Icicle Falls at Primrose Haus, the perfect setting.
Roberta Gilbert, owner of Primrose Haus, has been hosting events at her charming Victorian for thirty years. She's an expert on weddings, but not on mother-daughter relations. When her daughter, Daphne, comes home and decides to help with the business, the receptions become truly memorableand not in a good way. Then there's the added complication of Roberta's gardener, who seems more interested in Daphne than he is in planting primroses
Tying the knot is a business that has everyone tied up in knots!
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Anne, Wedding Planner and Mother of the Bride
I don't care what my daughter thinks she wants. We are not having daisies at the wedding. They stink."
Anne Richardson pinched the bridge of her nose in an effort to stop the headache that was forming. She loved being a wedding planner most days. But difficult clients did suck some of the joy out of her job. Everyone talked about Bridezillas, but in Anne's opinion Momzillas were ten times worse. And she was sure that Seattle had ten times more Momzillas per capita than any other city in the country.
"I mean, really," Laurel Browne continued. "Would you want daisies at your daughter's wedding?"
No, but if her daughter wanted daisies Anne would order them. Laurel was stepping over the line. Actually, she was stomping over the line.
Anne flashed on an image of Laurel as a giant mutant monster in a mother-of-the-bride dress, trampling a field of daisies. "Well," she began.
"I am not paying for daisies," Laurel said, her voice rising to a level that had Anne moving her phone away from her ear. "In fact, I no longer want to go with that florist at all. I thought I made it clear yesterday when we were in your office how subpar I think these floral arrangements are."
Oh, yes, more than clear. And that had started Wedding War III with her daughter. (Wedding War I had been fought the very first week over the colors the bride had chosen. Laurel had lost that one. Wedding War II had been over the venue and she'd come out the victor. Now she was pushing to win more wedding territory.)
"Of course, I understand your feelings completely," Anne said. But not her behavior. She had her daughter's special day in a choke hold.
"I should hope so," Laurel said huffily. "I am not paying you all this money to organize a wedding where I have to sit in a pew and smell daisies while I watch my daughter take her wedding vows. In fact, I sometimes wonder what I am paying you for."
To be your verbal punching bag? Anne ignored the jab about money. A wedding planner had to be thick-skinned. She also had to be a diplomat. Anne succeeded at both, which was why Memory Makers Weddings and Events was still in business after eighteen years.
"We do want your daughter to be happy on her special day," she said. At least one of them did. "So I'm going to suggest a compromise."
"What kind of compromise?" Laurel asked suspiciously.
"We could have the florist add daisies to the bridesmaids' flowers and the bridal bouquet, and that would make Chelsea very happy. Then the flowers for the church and the table settings could be totally different, say yellow and white roses." She'd wanted to suggest that the day before when Laurel and Chelsea were in her office but hadn't been able to wedge in the words with mother and daughter going at it so vociferously. They'd left, still fighting.
"Hmm," Laurel said thoughtfully. "That might work."
"And really, this florist will do a lovely job for you. She's always open to suggestions." Or, as in Laurel's case, commands.
"Well, all right. Let's see if she can do that. Tell her we want something unique. Roses aren't enough. I want something with flair."
Flair. Who knew what that meant? But Anne promised flair to the maxfor a reasonable price, of courseso she and the florist would have to become mind readers and translate the vague request into specific arrangements. Maybe Laurel would like her to spin some straw into gold while she was at it.
"Lord help me," she said with a groan after ending the call. "What did I do to deserve Laurel Browne as a client?"
"Happy Friday the Thirteenth," teased her younger sister, Kendra, who was busy making a spreadsheet for a new client.
"That woman is out of control." But then, this sometimes happened with younger brides whose parents were footing the bill.
"Sounds like you've got it handled," Kendra said.
"Yet another wedding crisis averted."
Kendra smiled. "Laurel has no idea how lucky she is that she has you for her wedding planner."
Obviously. "I am good."
And she'd proved it time and time again, organizing every imaginable kind of wedding, from medieval fairs to events in which the bride and groom parachuted onto the site where their vows would be exchanged. She never tired of planning weddings.
"Compensating," her mother had said when she'd first started doing it at church for free twenty years ago. If she was indeed making up for her own less-than-stellar wedding, she was doing a great job of it. She didn't plan weddings for free anymore, and her mother passed out her business cards as if they were chocolates. Even with her sister's help she often had to turn away business.
Too bad she hadn't turned away the Brownes, she thought, looking out her office window at the dripping Seattle sky. If Laurel reminded her once more that she was paying a lot for this wedding, she was going to pull out her eyebrows. And Laurel's, too.
The phone rang again. It was Marla Polanski, another Momzilla, wanting to know if Anne could change her daughter's wedding venue. It would be the third time. "We found a place up in Icicle Falls," Momzilla Marla raved. "It's a beautiful Victorian house with the most elegant gardens and a fabulous staircase Gwyneth could come down. I'm sending you the link right now."
"Okay," Anne said, "but you may have to adjust the size of your guest list." A house wouldn't hold as many people as the Kiana Lodge, the current venue of choice. A big, spread-out place across Puget Sound from Seattle with lovely grounds, it was a popular choice for many of her clients.
There was a moment of silence. Then Marla said, "Oh. Yes, that is an issue. Well, Gwyneth will simply have to pare it down a little because this place is exactly what we wantmuch more intimate and with so much charm. Anyway, I think they can handle up to a hundred."
That meant cutting their guest list in half. Anne hoped Marla would do the math. "Why don't you talk it over with your daughter?" she suggested.
"I will, but meanwhile book this place. I see they have the second Saturday in August open, and I don't want someone else to get it. We can always change back to the lodge."
"I suppose so," Anne said dubiously. "Meanwhile, how about we keep the lodge booked until you're sure?" If they let go of their date they'd never get it back.
"I don't think we'll be needing it," Marla said in a confident voice. "I really want Gwyneth to be married up in Icicle Falls."
The customer was always right, even when she was wrong. "Of course," Anne said and hoped that was what Gwyneth wanted, too.
She'd barely ended the call when flowers from In Bloom arrived. "Cam's already begun the Valentine's Day spoiling," Kendra observed, looking at the huge vase crammed full of pink roses. "I wish he'd give lessons to Jimmy. All I'm going to get is my usual chocolate rose. Not even a box of chocolates."
"He's just trying to help you stay on your diet," Anne said.
Kendra frowned. "I don't want to stay on my diet on Valentine's Day." Or any other day, which was why she was still complaining about the extra twenty pounds that refused to fall off. "It's not fair that you got the skinny genes."
As if Anne didn't have to give those skinny genes a boost with regular visits to the gym. She decided now was not the time to mention that to her sister. Anyway, Kendra wasn't fat. She only thought she was.
"I bet Cam's taking you someplace fabulous for dinner tomorrow," Kendra said, her words tinged with sisterly envy.
"No, he's not. We're staying in and he's cooking."
Kendra heaved an exaggerated sigh. "Why did I pick such a Neanderthal?"
"Because he can fix a broken toilet?"
"There is that," Kendra admitted with a grin. "I guess I'll have to settle for ordering pizza since I'm sure Jimmy completely forgot about the big day." Her cell phone began to sing"Born to Run," her husband's ringtone. "Hey, babe, what's up? Yeah? Are you serious?" Kendra gasped. "And here I was thinking you'd forgotten."
From the way her sister was smiling Anne could tell that Jimmy had managed to come through for Valentine's Day.
"Well, what do you know," Kendra said after she'd ended the call. "We're spending tomorrow night at the Four Seasons. I wonder which of the kids he had to sell to afford it."
"Probably both of them." Considering that the Four Seasons was one of Seattle's most luxurious hotels. "So I don't want to hear any more whining ever again about how your husband doesn't get it right on Valentine's Day," Anne said, pointing at her sister.
If she wasn't married to such a great guy herself she would've been jealous.
But she was married to a great guy, and come June they'd be celebrating twenty-five years together. They still hadn't settled on what they wanted to do, but at the moment an Alaskan cruise looked tempting to Cam.
Speaking of tempting, she thought the following day as she stopped by Le Rêve bakery on her way home from running errands. Their chocolate mousse cake would make the perfect finish to the steak and baked potatoes Cam was serving up.
Actually, the perfect finish had more to do with the lacy red bra and panties she was wearing under her black blouse and jeans. Eye candy that Cam would enjoy unwrapping.
Back at their 1906 traditional on Queen Anne Hill she found him out in the remodeled kitchen, comfortable in jeans and a T-shirt, putting together a tossed salad. Salad, grilled meat and baked potatoesthat was the extent of his culinary skills.
But he had other, more valuable skills, and he gave her a sample of what was going to happen later when he pulled her against him and kissed her. Oh, he was a luscious thing. Six feet of beautiful muscle, dark hair with a few silver highlights sneaking in to make him look distinguished and a mouth that could melt a girl with one kiss. She'd been hot for him way back in high school, and nothing had changed.
"Did you resist the urge to go by your office?" he asked.
"Yes, smart guy. After yesterday I need a break. I swear, Laurel Browne is enough to make me want to set my hair on fire with a unity candle."
He snickered. "Well, I guess you can't blame the woman. It's a big thing when your kid gets married. Speaking of kids, guess who called a couple of minutes ago."
"Laney." In spite of the fact that their daughter was ostensibly sharing an old house in the Fremont district with a girlfriend and no longer lived at home, she stopped by a couple of times a week and texted or called Anne every day. Sometimes to say hi but usually because she was experiencing a crisis or seeking advice or had news to share. She'd had a fight with her boyfriend, Drake. Or the tips at her barista job had been crummy. Orand here was good newsshe was going back to school next fall. Now she wanted to get a teaching degree so she could teach art as well as create it. Anne had smiled at that. Cam could finally quit worrying about whether Laney would ever be able to earn a decent living.
"Close but no cigar," he said. "It was Drake."
"And he was calling because?"
"To tell me he's going to propose tonight. Did you know they'd been looking at rings?"
"No." Anne felt the slightest bit hurt. Why hadn't Laney told her?
"He's taking her to the Space Needle to pop the question."
"He can afford that on an auto technician's salary?"
Cam shrugged. "Where there's a will there's a way. The guy is a saver. Anyway, don't be surprised if they show up here later."
Hmm. Maybe it was time for a plan B. Anne began to unbutton her blouse. "What if we had plans for later?"
Cam's gaze was riveted on her breasts, wrapped in red lace. His voice turned silky and he ran a hand up her arm. "Never put off till later what you can enjoy right now," he said, slipping off the blouse. "Red, my favorite color."
"I know," she said.
He tugged playfully on the waistband of her jeans. "What have we got under here? More red?"
She slithered out of her jeans and showed him.
"Oh, yeah. That's what I'm talkin' about." He pulled her close once again and nibbled her ear. "How do you do it, babe?"
"Stay as beautiful as you were back in high school?"
"You're so full of it," she murmured, sliding her fingers through his hair.
"No, it's true. You're still the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
Then he hadn't looked around much. Her nose was too thin and her feet were too long. Gray hairs were invading the brown ones at such a rapid rate she was having to increase her visits to her favorite salon on The Ave, and she had a colony of cellulite growing on her thighs. Those flaws didn't seem to bother him, though.
They sure weren't bothering him at the moment. He picked her up and hoisted her onto the kitchen counter. "Let's start with dessert tonight."
"You mean the cake?" she teased.
"I'm not dignifying that with an answer," he said and kissed her.
Oh, yes. Happy Valentine's Day.
Later, as they ate steaks off the grill and toasted each other with champagne, she was still feeling the glow from their lovemaking. Her husband had magic hands, and he sure knew how to make Valentine's Day memorable.
This one was going to be extraspecial. Cam was right; Laney would either call or come by to show off her new ring. What a perfect ending to the day, celebrating love with the next generation of family.
Her baby, her only child, was getting married, and to her high school sweetheart, just as Anne had done. Technically it was more a case of marrying a post-high school sweetheart, although the two had been friends for years. Anne and Cam had watched Drake change from a skinny, pimple-faced boy with tats and crazycolored hair to a responsible young man who was ready to settle down. She could hardly wait to help Laney plan their wedding.
Of course, they'd talked a lot about weddings over the years. How could they not, considering what Anne did for a living? It had started when Laney used to play bride as a small child, dressed up with a pillowcase for a veil and a bouquet of some silk flowers Anne used for crafting. When Laney was in high school, she used to joke about wearing sneakers under her wedding dress like the bride in the old Steve Martin movie Father of the Bride. (Naturally, they'd watched that, along with My Best Friend's Wedding, Runaway Bride, Made of Honor, 27 Dresses, My Big Fat Greek Wedding and any other wedding movie that came down the pike.) Hopefully, Laney had forgotten the tennis-shoe idea.
Anne could already envision Cam escorting their daughter down the aisle at Queen Anne Presbyterian, surrounded by flowers, Laney wearing a beautiful wedding gown, her long, chestnut hair falling to her shoulders in gentle waves. Anne's vision conveniently ignored the tattooed artwork running up Laney's neck and covering her right arm.
"There is such a thing as overkill," she'd said when her daughter went for her second tattoo, but Laney had just laughed and kissed her and skipped off to the tattoo parlor to commemorate her twenty-first birthday with more body art. Why, oh, why did her daughter have to take everything to extremes?
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A Wedding on Primrose Street is yet another wonderful tale in Icicle Falls. This time its brides and moms. A real look at moms and daughters and the bonds between them. For Ann and Laney, planning a wedding should be a lot of fun. Especially when Mom is a professional wedding planner. But things don't always go as planned.. Poor Laney wants to please her mother, but at what cost to her own happiness. All the while, for Roberta, the owner of the wedding house on Primrose street, needs to welcome home her very adult daughter after yet another failed marriage. These women have a lot to learn about each other, and the real emotions that fly around when one comes home again. Can these moms understand their daughters and keep their relationships successful or will it all go down the drain? Well you will just have to pick up A Wedding on Primrose Street to find out...
What happens when you put a bride-to-be, her mother (who is a wedding planner,)a almost newly divorced woman and her mother (an expert on wedding who has hosted them for over 30 years) together? A you can't put it down book! The mother-of-the bride, Anne, knows how to plan weddings and wants her daughters to be everything she didn't have when she got married. But her daughter has her ideas that are not 'in line' with her mothers, but can't say no to her mother. Daphne comes home to Icicles Falls to heal after her 3rd divorce bitter. But determined to make her mother proud, finally. Roberta has a secret that has made her critical of Dahne since she was little. Put them all together and the fun begins. The wedding? You will have to read the book to find out how that ends. But I guarantee...you won't be able to put this book down.
I love when I get a chance to visit Icicle Falls once again through the wonderful storytelling of Sheila Roberts. A Wedding on Primrose Street was a delightful story of not Bridezillas but "Momzillas". When you put a newly engaged daughter with a mother that plans weddings for a living together you're bound to get sparks flying. Especially when the mother didn't get the wedding of her dreams but a quickie courthouse wedding. Laney, the daughter, and her fiancé Drake want to get married in Las Vegas on a pirate ship but her mother Anne doesn't listen and slowly talks her into a dream wedding with all the fancy fixings in Icicle Falls. Primrose Haus is a lovely Victorian house owned by Roberta. She rents the house to brides for their weddings and helps with scheduling catering, flowers, the whole works. This is where Anne convinces Laney her wedding should take place. Roberta's 53 year old daughter Daphne is going through her 3rd divorce and moves back to Icicle Falls and in with her mother, saying she can help her with the weddings that are scheduled at Primrose Haus. Roberta has never thought that her daughter has lived up to her full potential. Accusing her of just living a mediocre life and always choosing the wrong men. Talk about more conflict! Sheila Roberts has a way of drawing you in to the story so that you feel like you are a part of it. I could almost relate to some, but not all of the mother/daughter conflicts. What mother/daughter hasn't butted heads at some point or the other in their lives and weddings being so emotionally charged is a prime example. Whose wedding is it anyway? Does Anne ever wake up from her wedding dreams and truly listen to Laney? Will Roberta ever really see Daphne as the truly wonderful person she raised? Read this remarkable book and take a trip to Icicle Falls and find out for yourself. Sheila once again weaves a story full of human emotions, humor, family relations and most of all love. I'm truly looking forward to her next book, written around the Christmas Holiday Season. I received this book from the author for my honest review, which I have given.
Wedding on Primrose Street was a truly wonderful read! There was so much going on in the lives of the characters. Any one ever involved in a wedding will love it! Ms. Roberts was able to touch on every aspect that goes into the planning of a wedding. Some new characters to add into this delightful mountain town (Icicle Falls). You have two wedding planners who are usually very good at what they do, their daughters and spouses to add into the confusion of planned mayhem. It was a great read and I am sure while reading it you will be remembering weddings you have attended. Read this one and prepare to not be able to put it down as you are spiraled into the complex mix of mother/daughter relationships. Full of laugh out loud moments and moments of remembering how strong and special this bond is.
A fun summer read that explores mother/daughter relationships during the happiest and most stressful times in a girls life. Through getting married or in one instance getting a divorce. It will make you laugh and cry. So good you won't want to put it down!
I really enjoyed this story. It was a wonderful story of love and relationships. Especially the relationships between mothers and daughters. This is the story of four women. Anne is a wedding planner and her daughter Laney is getting married. She realizes as she is planning the wedding that she is becoming one of the Momzilla's that she deals with when planning other weddings. Laney and her fiance just want to get married in Vegas but Anne never had a proper wedding and doesn't want her daughter to have regrets. As the planning continues the relationship between mother and daughter gets more strained. Instead of Vegas, Anne thinks Laney should get married in Icicle Falls and although Laney likes it she realizes that it is not the right venue for her and her fiance. The other mother and daughter duo we meet is Roberta, the owner of Primrose Haus, and her daughter Daphne. Daphne is back home after marriage #3 ends. She needs a new start and believes that Icicle Falls is the perfect place. Roberta loves her daughter but always wants more for her and in the process makes Daphne feel like she never measures up. Over the course of Daphne helping with the weddings at Primrose Haus, Roberta sees how much like her own mother she seems to be and it makes her re-examine how she deals with Daphne. This story has great characters and there is so much going on. Once you pick it up and start reading you won't want to put it down! The conflicts between mothers and daughters is so well written and very easy to relate to. I highly recommend this book to anyone who enjoys a great story. Icicle Falls is a great place to visit. I received a copy of this book for my honest review.
Wedding planner, Anne has now become mother of the bride for Laney. Laney would prefer a wedding in Vegas, but Anne has her own views on the wedding, one that she never had. Anne has decided Laney should get married at Primrose Haus in Icicle Falls, Roberta the owner has her problems with her adult daughter that moved back home after a failed marriage. This is a book that I could not put down, read in one day. The struggles of mothers and daughters in many different ways through out the years. Do we all have a little bit of momzilla in us when planning our daughter's weddings. This book will have you laughing out loud and will bring tears to your eyes. I highly recommend this book.
I really liked the multi-generational aspect of this wedding filled story. Anne is a wedding planner and has dealt with plenty of bridezillas and momzillas over the years. When her only child, daughter Laney, gets engaged, Anne struggles to reign in her emotions over taking over Laney's day. In Icicle Falls, the perfect site for weddings is at Primrose Haus. Owner Roberta, getting on in years, is conflicted when her adult daughter Daphne returns home after her third divorce. Helping with weddings may or may not be a good idea. I enjoyed the different points of their lives that all these women were in and revisiting Icicle Falls, and some of its' familiar characters was fun.
It was so exciting to revisit Icicle Falls and hear what was happening in town with all of our friends. I felt connected with Daphne from the moment she came back to Icicle Falls and Roberta started talking to her. Hopefully in the next book we will see her find happiness. Anne and Laney were fun to get to know and watching Anne turn into a momzilla was kind of funny. But I know for Laney it was not so funny. In fact what I loved most about this book was the whole wedding theme. I enjoy reading and watching wedding planning shows and books. It is very true have the wedding you want so there will be no regrets. At the end of the book Sheila gives the memories of some of the residents of Icicle Falls and their weddings. I thought that was a nice way to end. Sheila's writing style helps you to become friends with each of the characters. You will want to visit this fun little town and meet all of the people who live there. Sheila's writing just flows. I am looking forward to the next book to come out.
Can a professional wedding planner - who has dreamed of her daughter's "perfect" wedding since the day she was born - wrap her head & heart around the Vegas wedding her daughter seems set on? A WEDDING ON PRIMROSE STREET continues the tradition of a guaranteed "Happily-Ever-After" in Icicle Falls. Sheila Roberts' beloved series, Life in Icicle Falls (this is number 7 in the series) takes place in a fictional town nestled in the heart of the Cascade Mountains in Washington state. For anyone lucky to have visited Leavenworth, Washington, it's delightfully apparent that it provided the inspiration for the wonderful setting Sheila Roberts so effortlessly draws the reader into. Settle in for another unforgettable visit to the picturesque and friendly small town filled with some of the most engaging characters to inhabit a book. A Momzilla or two help to keep things lively as this book brings the reader along as two wedding planners create the fairy tale weddings their clients have dreamed about their whole lives.
If you love weddings and mother-daughter relationships then you'll love Sheila Robert's new book, A Wedding on Primrose Street. Sheila takes us back to the idyllic town of Icicle Falls where weddings are planned, mother-daughter relationships change and grow and surprises around every corner. Sheila never disappoints. So come back to Icicle Falls where your wedding invitation awaits you!
3.75 stars-- A WEDDING ON PRIMROSE STREET is the seventh installment in Sheila Roberts contemporary Life in Icicle Falls romance series focusing on the men and women of Icicle Falls. A WEDDING ON PRIMROSE STREET is a bit of a departure from Sheila’s romance relationships as this particular novel focuses on the relationships between mothers and daughters-the good, the bad, and the heartbreaking disappointments. Sheila Roberts takes a closer look at two mother-daughter relationships: Anne and Laney Richardson as Laney prepares for her upcoming wedding and Anne, as a profession wedding planner, wants nothing to do with Laney’s choices: and seventy one year old Roberta Gilbert, and her thrice divorced daughter Daphne whose personal life has imploded leaving Roberta to pick up the pieces where Daphne is concerned. A WEDDING ON PRIMROSE STREET is a bit of a slow build that focuses on mother –daughter relationships using flashbacks, memories, dreams and recollections. Roberta’s own relationship with her mother was strained and virtually non-existent most of her adult life but with it comes the realization that the apple doesn’t fall very far from the proverbial tree. Anne, on the other hand, is a wedding planner whose own wedding dreams were quashed with a hasty wedding without any pomp and ceremony-Anne is unknowingly trying to live vicariously through her own daughter’s wedding and in this Laney begins to put up walls between her mother and herself. The premise is at times heartbreaking knowing that some mother-daughter relationships are irrevocably destroyed while others are strengthened through understanding and love. The premise may be familiar to many readers whose own relationships are contentious whether it be through wedding planning-momzillas and bridezillas-or through the daily struggles between mother and daughter. A WEDDING ON PRIMROSE STREET is more of a chic-lit storyline with relatable issues, characters, struggles and dreams. Sheila Roberts writes an encouraging, hopeful and impassioned story where sometimes taking a step back is the only thing keeping the love alive between two people tied together by more than blood. The ending was not unexpected in my opinion, as it was building from the very start.
Another exquisite addition to the Icicle Falls series. It had my attention from the very first page and I simply couldn't put it down. Anne Richardson is a wedding planner, so when her daughter Laney becomes engaged Anne wants the perfect Icicle Falls wedding. Laney, not so much. Roberta Gilbert is the owner of Primrose Haus. The place for weddings and receptions. When Roberta's daughter returns home and wants to become more involved in the business, those receptions take on an interesting new flavor!! This is a wonderful story of the struggles between Mothers and daughters everywhere. I truly entertaining read that I highly recommend!
A Wedding on Primrose Street by Sheila Roberts Two wedding planners, two daughters, childhood dreams changed or broken... Will the journey taken by these moms and daughters survive through a divorce, a wedding engagement, and misunderstandings? Will inward realizations by all four add detours or clear the way to better mother-daughter relationships? Follow us to Icicle Falls, to Primrose Street for yet another heartwarming novel by Sheila Roberts. Be prepared for the unexpected, the laughter and the tears!
I recently read A Wedding on Primrose Street by Sheila Roberts. This book is the latest in the Life in Icicle Falls Series. (#7, if I’m not mistaken). The story mainly takes place between Seattle, where Anne, mother of the bride and a wedding planner by trade, is attempting to get her daughter Laney, to get on board with planning her wedding in a way that will be “tasteful.“ Anne thinks the perfect setting would be at Primrose Haus in Icicle Falls. Laney and her fiancé, on the other hand, want a wedding in Vegas and she wants to wear shorts to the ceremony. Meanwhile, Roberta is the owner of a Victorian (Primrose Haus) in Icicle Falls and has been hosting events there for three decades. Her grown, soon-to-be thrice-divorced daughter, Daphne, is understandably disillusioned about weddings. The two have a strained relationship which heats up when said daughter moves home to help her mom in the family business. As always, I thoroughly enjoy spending time with the characters that inhabit and visit Icicle Falls. When it comes to planning and holding weddings, there are bridezillas and momzillas, this book has it all. I do enjoy the way Ms. Roberts thinks. I always love the way she sees things. Perhaps my favorite from this book would be Autumn's (Laney’s friend) outlook: "You should've made him sweat." .... "No, that's psychology. Make 'em sweat. That way they appreciate it when you say yes." That brought back memories of my engagement to my husband, which was more than 36 years ago. Of course when I read the excerpt to my hubby, he just half-smirked and said 'go back to your book, dear.' If I didn't know better, I'd say Ms. Roberts took a page from *my* book!