Wedding prep update

I haven't posted much wedding update stuff this week because I've been cleaning and working on invites. I don't want any surprises ruined for those people who look at this who are getting an invite by posting the photos! Post-mailing though, many photos will be posted.

I will move on to other projects today, so THOSE photos will be posted sometime soon!

113 days till the wedding.

There is pizza in the kitchen...

"There is Pizza in the Kitchen"

There is yummy pizza in the firm kitchen
It is so calling out to me
But if I go and get some
My thighs thinner will not be.

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So I am sitting in my office
At my computer do I stare
My door is closed and heater on
I'm pretending pizza is not there.

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But the pizza, it calls to me
Oh the pizza, it's so good and smellies!
But to give myself a treat that's not pizza
I have a diet dr. pepper and 10 jelly bellies.

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Pizza I won't give into you!
I finally am getting more room in my pants!
So, I will sit here in my office
With my jelly bellies, dr pepper, and ENDURANCE!

The apartment is clean & GUAVAS! & fondue!

And it feels good. Well.... I should elaborate: 2/3 of it is clean. The bedroom is more of a laundry-keeper than a bedroom at this point, and the office is FULL of boxes and wedding stuff. Laundry: this weekend. I need to sort, but I figure that will be done out in the living room where there's more space (and not bed for socks to flee under). Office: this weekend. I'm going to go to Home Depot and get a bunch of boxes. I want relatively uniform boxes so I can stack them with little effort and they won't fall over, and Home Depot offers those kind. I plan on plastering them with labels so I don't have to paw through all of them every time I'm needing something.

But seriously, cat fur. Why does my vacuum not want to pick it up? I mean, it gets SOME of it, but I still know the carpet has lots there.

Rumpole has forgiven me for yelling at him (though I think he learned his lesson). I woke up this morning nose to nose with him as he purred up a storm.

Tonight is end of the week fun with Jenn-- FINALLY! She's coming over (and giving me a ride home, bless her) to get all craftified, eat delicious broiled sandwiches, and try my guavatinis. Ok, they're not true martinis because there's no gin, but still, delightfully yummy. Guava juice (try it; it's delicious), sparkling water or lemon soda, and vanilla vodka. Oh.so.good. We decided to get all splurgified tonight, so poor B is going to come home to girlie fest 2009. We may even rent that Chihuahua movie. Luckily, though B is quite manly, he is a great helper, so I think he'll take part rather than scoff and retreat to the laundry-filled bedroom. But SO much fun; I cannot wait.

I had hoped to try out a few fondue recipes tonight to figure out which one(s) we'll have at the reception, but dang all the recipes are full of expensive cheese. Um, hello, can I please have a recipe that calls for like plain cheddar and wine? Ugh. I would feel all guiltified if I spent $50 on a pot of fondue. Grumble. I'll keep searching, but for now the plan-stan is to have fantastic broiled sandwiches. We'll see if fondue gets added to the list...

Nom nom nom...

I have been SO good all week long. SO GOOD! I think I will be careful tonight and not overdo it, but I will also have a little fun. I'm not going all diet nutto, but I have lost a few lbs, and I am quite happy.

BAAAAD CAT.

Rumpole is lucky to be alive. BAD CAT. He normally is WELL behaved, and I don't know what got into him this evening. But he was so bad that all I had to do was LOOK at him and he turned into boneless cat, lying on his back in a mound of fur, staring up at me with huge eyes, terrified because he knew he had been BAD.

Their litter box gets cleaned every other day. It has been every other day, plus a few hours. He was NOT happy about this. So what does the bastard cat do? He finds a shoebox of mine, full of circles I had cut to make lanterns. And he pees in it. I didn't even realize what he had done, but then he made that scratching noise that all cats do after they've gone-- he scratched the litter... but in this case, it was circles. I realized the scratching noise was coming from the wrong direction-- not the direction of the litter box.

Wrath of Jessika ensued.

He is currently on top the bed, trying to make himself as small as possible. Whenever I come in, his ears go against his head, and he looks up at me, pitifully. Crazily enough, I feel bad for yelling at him... but he deserved it! Oh the BAD CAT. 

I finally put Paddington next to Rumpole... Pads is a comfort cat, and he usually has a calming influence. I just checked again, and there's Pads, next to Rumpole. If cats could talk, Pads would be saying "You know you brought this on yourself. You can't do that! But it's ok, man, it's ok." I know, I'm personifying again, but that is SO the way they are sitting there. 

I am glad I didn't have ALL the circles in one spot. And really, they're just circles. Could have been worse. But still, BAD cat. BAD BAD BAD.

Now Rumpole, would you please let me pet you without you looking sad and miserable? Don't punish ME for your wrongdoings.

Wine glass charms!

My wonderful friend, Tiana, had a gift certificate to a bead shop. Rather than spend it all on herself, she not only bought a bunch of beads for wine glasses for the wedding, but she also bought me a new (awesome!!) pendant. 

Here are the pendants. Yea, they're currently in a pile, but the charms are all clasped, so hopefully there won't be any casualties. The small beads are actually more of a silverish gray peacock color, not greenish like they are in the photo. The wooden beads are almost all different, so we'll achieve our goal of having each person able to identify their wine glass or water glass. We have a few extra glasses, but not nearly enough for each person to take multiples, you know?

Here's a better close-up shot of a few. Most of them have reds and oranges and yellows in the colors, so they look really neat!

And I HAD to include a post of the neat pendant. I love masks. I only have a few so far (my rules are I have to go to the country and get it, or a friend has to bring it back for me, so no ordering online. Sigh), but this just makes me so happy.

But he needs a name. Thoughts?

B approved

So the napkin/placecard/menu ideas are all on. Hooray!

Place cards pt. 3 and menu!

Now this solves a whole slew of issues.


Napkins: folded flat across the plate. I like that. Clean. Put the MENU on top the napkin, and the menu, though on white paper, will have a colorful backing, so it will stick out from the menu.

Put the giftbox in front of the plate (like at the 12 o'clock position). The giftbox has the person's name on it, and can match the card hanging on the wall (see last post).

Problems all solved. I can live without the stained wood idea in an earlier post. This looks classy. And the look of napkin rings... it's one I can live without. And this way, the napkins don't really have to be folded either. Press and store.

And yes, our plates are square.

Placecards, pt. 2

Hm. I like this idea, and it goes with our colors too. But I still am hung up about the napkins. Hm

I am not digging the zebra print though. THAT would change.

Napkin rings & placecards...

Hm. I am stumped over napkin rings and place tags. I'd like them all to match: construct the napkin ring out of something also used to have names on for table location, and then the peson's actual table placecard.

I like the idea of a small piece of wood, stained walnut. Then that can hang on the wall with someone's name on it and table. They'd go to that table number, and find their name on the placecard, which, will also match the wall one in size and color (the placecards will be on the giftbags, btw). Then the napkin ring will have the same thing, and will stay on the napkin by a ribbon tied through holes drilled through it.

I hope that's an ok visual image.

The thing is, that's 300ish little pieces of wood, each of which will need to be cut, sanded, stained, glued (name), and maybe drilled. UGH. I'm up for it, but other things are more important, you know?

So I'm left wondering wondering. What will work? Is there an easier way?

I thought of scrabble tiles, and I thought it'd be adorable: 3 tiles glued across with one's name on it (the scrabble letters on the back), and then the table number could go underneath as a glued-on 4th tile. But that gets expensive quickly.

Yea, I could go with plain paper. That will work. But I love how stained wood looks, and this is one of my only opportunities to play around with it in our decor.

Grumble. I even thought of biscuit joinders, size #20. Those would work! But they won't hold the stain well and they have no wood grain.

Boo. hiss. I think I need to google image more placecards.

I hate Sunday evenings

With B taking this temporary job down south, every Sunday leaves me a blubbery mess. Either he has to leave to go back down south, or I have to leave to go north. If we weren't in this stupid lease up here and if we knew his job was permanent (and not just a fantastic temporary gig), we could pay the punishment, break the lease, and move to the midway point. But no... we choose to live NORTH of where I work, and the midway point is way SOUTH of where I work, so it's not possible for him to make a commute every day. 

So I'm stuck with weekends. There's no argument it's a fantastic opportunity. There's no grumpiness over him taking the job-- it's wonderful! Perfect for him. But I hate saying goodbye. I dread it throughout Sunday. Silly, right? I mean, I'm going to see him later on in the week. But I hate it. We both get all dreary-deary and sad.

SIGH. So that's me. Dreary and sad right now. :( It's a Sunday evening.