Monday, September 26, 2011

IDEA!!

Something I need feedback on and, if I get a group seal of approval, I have $11.00 to invest quick-like.

So, thinking about the place cards that get set out on a table at the reception location to inform people of their table numbers. In a fit of crazy, I thought it would be cool to--in keeping with the tasteful, vaguely medieval theme to this wedding--have little Viking ships on a blue tablecloth, the names for each person written on the sails. Admittedly, yes, kinda cool and kinda dorky. Also? Next to impossible to do without going quietly insane.

Then today I had a thought. What if I could find a rubber stamp of a Viking ship? Then each place card could be done on whatever paper and whatever color and significantly cheaper and easier, but still maintain a vaguely medieval (yet perhaps more tasteful) feel. And I found precisely one, on Etsy:


What say you?

Friday, September 16, 2011

Back to the Future


Okay, y'all. Time to get this Posse in gear. I had the long summer hiatus, followed by a month of getting school shit back together; now I really do need to start thinking about this wedding thing.

Though I know some of you know about the family drama I went through over the summer, for those who don't, I will summarize it as briefly as possible. There was some sisterly bitterness about not being included as bridesmaids... of course, this bitterness was the result of a misunderstanding and some rude assumptions (namely, that they weren't going to have roles in the wedding at all... NOT. They're doing readings; we just haven't gotten to the point of planning the ceremony yet, so I couldn't ask them... but naturally, they're impatient and jumped to the conclusion that their sister was a raging bitch... you know me...) Ultimately, they realized that they would look a little ridiculous standing amongst a bridal party of people who were ALL at least 15 years younger than they were, but not before spending the entire summer ignoring me and acting thoroughly uninterested and unimpressed by any wedding plans I had the nerve to share.

In other words, those great, excited conversations girls expect to have about their weddings? I didn't have any of those. I could sit down and cry, if I really thought long and hard about it, but it's not worth it and I have work to do.

YOU guys, then, need to make me excited about all this again... I'm sorry that it falls to you, but so it does.

There's so much to cover, but I'll just begin with the stuff that most immediately affects you all... namely, travel plans.

The wedding is going to be July 7th. That means you all have to at least be in Columbus by July 6th for the Rehearsal. But on top of that, if I'm going to have a Bachelorette party, quite frankly, YOU'RE my closest friends and YOU'RE the ones I'd most like to have there... which means the Bachelorette party probably needs to be (a reasonably sober affair) on the 4th (horribly patriotic) or 5th. I realize most of you will be having to take off work and make special travel arrangements to come into town. I know that planning to be in Columbus for three or four days really just may not be feasible and I am completely accepting of that. Let me just say that, though I have no way of knowing what my living arrangements are going to be at that time, I have every intention of finding a way to put y'all up someplace (maybe even in my own house, if I'm lucky enough to have one by then) for free, at least up until the actual wedding night. I don't want to cost you any more money than absolutely necessary.

So, in brief, ideally you will all be in Columbus by July 4th or 5th, but most certainly by the 6th.

Though we are WELL ahead of schedule for the next little convo, I will also say that, considering our budget, I'll be getting y'all gifts but I won't be able to afford to pay for y'all to get nails/hair/make up done also. I'll be doing my own make up because, well, don't nobody touch this face but me! But I'll be having my nails done the morning of the 6th and my hair done the morning of the 7th (obviously). These things are going to be done in West Jeff, which is the small town I am destined to be living in, and will be done in the salon the Peters family has been going to for years and years and years. So, if any of you would like to have nails or hair done with me, as a lovely group bonding thing (and I think alcohol should be involved in both), I can make those appointments for all interested. But if that's money you don't want to put out, it truly, truly doesn't bother me in the least... you guys can walk down the aisle with greasy, matted hair and ripped out toenails for all I care... I just want you there.

Though if you're going to rip your toenails out, cover that shit up.

Okay... I'm going to leave it at that for now, so this post doesn't get any more unwieldy. The conversations can officially begin and wander all over the place from here on out.

And one last thing: Jenny does not particularly care to have the entire burden of the MOH speech placed upon her shoulders, which I can totally appreciate (as one who would be equally mortified to do such a thing). As far as I'm concerned, it can be a group effort in some way, but I leave it entirely up to y'all to figure that bit out... it's none of my business. Just remember that my mother will be there.

A group interpretive dance might be nice. I'm just sayin'.

Oh, and be looking at images of bridesmaids dresses when you have free time to do so. I'd rather have you guys find things you like, if at all possible, than act as your general and mandate a uniform. Send me any images of dresses you like... ones you're serious about, though... not the random crap Erika's always sending me. Though I love her. And, admittedly, random crap makes me laugh wicked hard.

Okay, my love to you all. Let's plan this fuckin' weddin'.