Weekend Events

The Save the Date crisis has hopefully been resolved. It was great because I was the only one laughing and since I am the bride that is a good thing I am told. El was annoyed at the post office and kindly, a couple of bridesmaids jump quickly provided several options to help. My mom had an instant plan. A set of new envelopes and time during Project Runway solved it all.

This weekend should be busy. We have an appointment with a florist Friday afternoon, then off to Orlando for dinner with The Koshys and the Zac Brown concert. Then return to Tampa, for El to play early morning tennis, a going away party at the Hard Rock and then Rock Band at the studio (aka the Rohrs) Fingerpaint really needs to practice if we are ever going to get signed. Sunday, I hope to have coffee with an old college friend and church in the morning to meet the minister that will marry us into our happy ever after. In the in between times I really would like to cook a bit and maybe weed my front flower bed, but for some reason that may fall right off the list.

Wedding Hiccup!

We have been flying by all the fun wedding planning and things have really been super smooth. I suspect that it's fairly normal for some things to go badly. And we have encountered our first issue. El and I got Save the Date magnets printed which really are super cool. We got small cards made to go in them to share our wedding site and small envelopes to send them in. El went to the post office had them weighed by a postal person who told him that since they were small we needed extra postage. So he bought the proper stamps and he stamped them, labeled them and it was up to me to send them. Though the traditional foreshadowing would indicate that I forgot to send them or lost them in the bath tub or somehow a dog peed on them, but none of those things happened while they were in my possession. I sent them. I took them to the post office and I sent them. They went into the postal bin.

The very next day, I go outside the front door to check my mail and there it was, a small box provided by our countries trusted with all of the magnets and a letter from the post office indicating that you can not send things that small in the mail. I call El at work who of course was pissed off that the first post person did not mention this clause when they looked at the envelop. We deviced a multilevel plan and hope that we can deliver our Save the Dates AND preserve our stamps. Stay tuned.