When S and I got engaged, we decided we wanted to elope. We wanted to be married by an Elvis impersonator in Vegas. We wanted to make our wedding a vacation, stress-free and fun. Our plan to elope was canned after receiving a devastating lecture from my mother about "family responsibility" and selfishness. S and I had been focused on "our day" being about what we want (and it should be to a certain extent) but it's also about family and coming together to celebrate with the people who mean the most to us. Vegas was scrapped and we started to plan a wedding.
We decided early on that there were some things worth spending money on (bitchin' venue! cupcakes!) and others that weren't so important (um, flowers? decorations?) We decided to try to save money on the not-so-important things by doing them ourselves. Fast forward to last night where S and I are hunched over the coffee table, trying to assemble our invitations using sticky dots that are the approximate size of an atom. We bought a wedding invitation kit, thinking that homemade invitations are twee. Unfortunately, homemade invitations that are made in our home? Look like crap. And are frustrating and time-consuming to make. Fortunately, we figured out early on that the problem was the infernal sticky dots and the situation improved greatly when we got rid of them.
Wedding Crafting Lesson #1: double-sided tape is your friend
So we picked up some double-sided tape and our invitation output increased. Things were moving along at an impressive rate until S dropped a french fry on a finished invitation. At which point I channeled Monica Geller and lost my shit. It wasn't pretty. I'm not proud.
Wedding Crafting Lesson #2: no food in or around the crafting area
In the middle of my lecture on Responsible Fast Food Consumption, I realized how crazy I sounded and we had a good laugh. And quit making wedding invitations.
Wedding Crafting Lesson #3: wedding crafting sucks
Hopefully tonight we have more luck. We didn't do save the date cards (because we are bad wedding planners. And, um, lazy) so we really need to get the invitations out soon. I keep having a dream where I forget to send the invitations out and no-one shows up at the wedding. I'm hoping that when we actually mail the invitations I will stop being a crazy. Or at least stop having crazy dreams.