Only 60 days to go! That’s like, 8 weeks! It seems like time is on a rush schedule. Josh and I did a count down just the other day- or what seemed like the other day. We counted 76 days and felt like that was a long time. A few days later and suddenly it’s only 60! Now I’m starting to hit that mode- we won’t say “panic” because that’s too cliche. We’ll say ‘target sighted and locked” mode. Progress is being made, but I can’t let that distract me. There’s always something else to do. That’s the Bride’s mantra, I think.
But today was a pretty productive day, I must say. We rented some of the decorations for the church, signed approval on the invitation proofs, and ordered another sample of potential flowers.
Speaking of invitations, I got a crash course today in proper invitation etiquette. A Swoozies (“Paper, Presents and Pizazz!”) representative was going over the proofs with me, and let me tell you; she knew her stuff. We’ll call her Ms. Post. First, she informed me that including my mom’s name with the return address on the back of the invitation envelope was “not how you do it” and “it would look like a mistake.” Oops.
Later, while discussing the same return address, I was told that Josh and I had forgotten to include it in our original designs. And since we chose a font that Swoozie’s doesn’t carry, they wanted Josh to type the address on his computer that does have the font, burn it on a disc, and bring it in.
That seemed like a lot of effort for two lines on the back on an envelope. I suggested that we just use a font similar to ours that Swoozies does carry. That was a really bad suggestion. Ms. Post shook her head adamantly and said that “if we were going to do that, we might as well include her name on the back! That’s even worse.” I immediately felt deeply apologetic for my ignorance.
However, I have to say that every person who works there is incredibly nice and helpful, so I’ll do whatever they tell me. The only problem I have with Swoozies is that every time I go in there to check on the invitations or to ask questions, I immediately see three or four things I HAVE to buy. Stupid “pizazz.” But I have to admit, I love it when instead of asking if you want something gift wrapped, they offer to “swoozie it up for you.”

Oh, and for the heroic end to the story, Josh called the graphic artist and explained to her how to pull the font from the file he had already given her. He’s a genius, is he not? Oh, and Josh, we got lots of compliments on our design- even from Ms. Emily Post herself. Total success.