Zoiks!!
It’s been a whirlwind over here at wedding central. I thought we were in a good place in April and May, but then June rolled around and we’ve been doing something significant every day. To be honest, my beautiful bride organizes and manages most of the work, but I try to chip in when I can. Just last week I thought I had a night off and the next thing I knew I ended up on the phone with the D.J. for forty-five minutes. The sense of accomplishment you achieve when crossing each item off the list is refreshing not to mention it serves as a distraction from the reality the wedding is less than three weeks away.
One of the features of the wedding process that has surprised me involves the amount of stationary required including save the dates, wedding invitations, shower invitations, the informational tablet, programs, place cards, and the rehearsal dinner invitations. I think we single handedly destroyed a rain forest in Paraguay and I hope Al Gore doesn’t come looking for us for his next documentary. I guess we can only dream of the day when cars will run on corn fuel and Evite will be an acceptable way to ask guests to attend your wedding.
This weekend we attempted to create our rehearsal dinner invitations and some labels with mixed results. I have never had a good relationship with any of my printers as they always take great amusement in shafting me when I need them most by laughing at me with their flashing red and green lights to the less than soothing sound of jammed paper. It taunts me by saying. “Here you go lazy. I’ll print up the four step Mapquest directions to the nearest Fuddruckers you could write down faster on your own” and then refuses to print the four-page paper on Macbeth due in ten minutes. Am I the only one with this problem? I probably shouldn’t come into these situations thinking my personal printer has the power of an office printer capable of producing 150 pages a minute,
Sadly, this behavior continued over the weekend. After spending ninety minutes figuring out how to print the invites on the special paper we purchased, the printer randomly decided to change the colors of our ink after the third copy. Fortunately, several curse words, a drop kick, and a reboot cleared up the problem. Can I point this does wonders for the stress level of an engaged couple working on a project together in their pajamas?
The labels did not go nearly as well and I spent my time failing into the early hours of Sunday morning, failing to print a single one correctly. After a solid fourteen hours of trying to make it work merely on principle I folded my cards when Bethany refused to allow me to eat via an IV tube and decided to purchase them on the internet rather than waste any more time. I know it will disappoint everyone my TlC won’t be in each one, but I’ll autograph them for $5 a pop.
It’s been a whirlwind over here at wedding central. I thought we were in a good place in April and May, but then June rolled around and we’ve been doing something significant every day. To be honest, my beautiful bride organizes and manages most of the work, but I try to chip in when I can. Just last week I thought I had a night off and the next thing I knew I ended up on the phone with the D.J. for forty-five minutes. The sense of accomplishment you achieve when crossing each item off the list is refreshing not to mention it serves as a distraction from the reality the wedding is less than three weeks away.
One of the features of the wedding process that has surprised me involves the amount of stationary required including save the dates, wedding invitations, shower invitations, the informational tablet, programs, place cards, and the rehearsal dinner invitations. I think we single handedly destroyed a rain forest in Paraguay and I hope Al Gore doesn’t come looking for us for his next documentary. I guess we can only dream of the day when cars will run on corn fuel and Evite will be an acceptable way to ask guests to attend your wedding.
This weekend we attempted to create our rehearsal dinner invitations and some labels with mixed results. I have never had a good relationship with any of my printers as they always take great amusement in shafting me when I need them most by laughing at me with their flashing red and green lights to the less than soothing sound of jammed paper. It taunts me by saying. “Here you go lazy. I’ll print up the four step Mapquest directions to the nearest Fuddruckers you could write down faster on your own” and then refuses to print the four-page paper on Macbeth due in ten minutes. Am I the only one with this problem? I probably shouldn’t come into these situations thinking my personal printer has the power of an office printer capable of producing 150 pages a minute,
Sadly, this behavior continued over the weekend. After spending ninety minutes figuring out how to print the invites on the special paper we purchased, the printer randomly decided to change the colors of our ink after the third copy. Fortunately, several curse words, a drop kick, and a reboot cleared up the problem. Can I point this does wonders for the stress level of an engaged couple working on a project together in their pajamas?
The labels did not go nearly as well and I spent my time failing into the early hours of Sunday morning, failing to print a single one correctly. After a solid fourteen hours of trying to make it work merely on principle I folded my cards when Bethany refused to allow me to eat via an IV tube and decided to purchase them on the internet rather than waste any more time. I know it will disappoint everyone my TlC won’t be in each one, but I’ll autograph them for $5 a pop.
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