Stress

I honestly cannot wait for the wedding to be over. Like many brides, I would guess, the wedding is not only "big event" happening during that time. Here is everything that will happen in the next 3 months:

Week before wedding: Movers pick up everything in Austin (which means everything has to be packed)
After the movers come: Get in the car and go to my parents' house in Houston to stay for the week up to the wedding
Wedding day: Get married
Day after wedding: Leave for honeymoon
Ten days after wedding: Stop on two-day layover coming back from the honeymoon to look for apartments in NYC
Twelve days after wedding: Go back and spend a few days with my parents
A few days after that: Start driving my fiance's car back up to his parent's house (and sometime before the wedding sell my car)
One month after wedding: Move into new apartment in NYC

Frustrated with the Reception Site

Here is the sequence of events that has made me greatly dislike my reception site (ladies don't say hate):

June 3: I email the reception site to set up the "big meeting" which is supposed to take place about a month before the wedding (August 9). I ask to have the meeting on June 13 (since I am planning on traveling to Houston that day).

June 4: I get a response saying that June 13 is much too early; I won't know a lot of the little details (no indication what those might be).

June 17: Having returned from previously mentioned trip, I try again to schedule the meeting, this time for June 27th. Now that I have found the perfect part-time job, I only have Fridays available to go to Houston, and I have two other appointments scheduled for that day.

June 17 (after arriving home from work): I am told that the month of June is extremely busy for them (duh) and they have many Friday weddings. I am given a list of days and times when we can meet. Of the 10 or so days, one is a Friday (July 11), which happens to be the day of the bachelorette party. The coordinator expresses that she understands that it can difficult to plan a wedding from out-of-town, and maybe I could send someone else. At the meeting we will go over the timeline, the table setting, and other details.

I, upon reading the email, become irate. 1) I could have had the timeline ready for the last meeting. 2) How can I entrust such a meeting to my mom, who was flustered at the florist when asked her opinion of the bouquet? 3) Yargh.

After 15 minutes of venting/fuming to my fiance, I decided to ask my sister and my mother to go and they can call me if they have questions.

Thank Goodness I Don't Bake Cakes for a Living

I just met with the cake person at baker's. I only had half an hour set aside for the appointment, because I only wanted to talk about changing the size, the flavor of the cake, and make sure I had given her good pictures so that she could copy the design from the beading on the dress onto the cake.

We wanted to nix the groom's cake because our caterer is including chocolate fountains with our dinner, so we didn't think that people would need as much dessert. Our baker does not feel the same way. She thinks that "fruit cannot replace cake." Obviously, but we were still including enough for everyone to have a piece.

Then I told her we wanted to do two flavors in the bride's cake. "Well, people are going to want one of each flavor," she says. I ignore the urge to argue with her about how cake intake could possibly be regulated at the reception and asked if we could do chocolate in addition to the plain butter cake. Now, it's been a few days since the consultation, but I think she said that we couldn't do it because "it wouldn't work." As in, she made it sound like there would be structural issues. Anyway, I chose a different flavor, NOT chocolate, to be the flavor on the other half of the cake. Then she said, "It sounds like you're just trying to do the same thing as a groom's cake, but in the other cake." Well, in a way, but the groom has decided he doesn't need a separate cake with a faux cigar box and chocolate-covered strawberries on it because the MOB is having fits about the cost of the cake, so I just wanted him to have a flavor that HE got to choose in the cake. So there, baker woman.