Marriage and French Onion Soup

"Does your fiance like french onion soup?" my coworker messaged me.

"I don't know," I wrote back.

Then her head popped up over the cubicle wall. "That's really the kind of thing you should know."

Rest assured - I went home and asked Ryan what he thought about french onion soup! (He said he doesn't seek it out, but he doesn't hate it either.)

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I have invitations on the brain these days. Internet searching has turned up some lovely cards, but none of them are quuuuuuite right. It is also not as easy as I had hoped to find inexpensive invitations.

"We're going to have to shorten the guest list," I emailed Ryan. "I can only afford 25 of these invitations."

I also pitched the idea of sending 25 invitations and using evites for everyone else. Seems like a great idea, right???

Okay, okay... actual invitations it is. :)

So I emailed my cousin Lindsay and my other cousin's wife, Nikki, because they both had weddings recently. Could they please share advice about invitations? I got responses from each of them within the same day, full of great advice. I am very grateful :) In fact, I've already taken some of their advice. Lindsay suggested going to an actual store instead of purchasing online, so I stopped at a local print shop on my way home from work. Now I have a business card from them and I intend to make an appointment. I'm looking forward to it :)

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On Sunday, I am dress shopping with Ryan's mother, Ryan's sister-in-law, my mother, and my sister.

We'd hoped to get to a Jessica McClintock boutique, but they don't open until 11 am and I have a 12 pm appointment at another store. Boo.

Ryan's mother said there's 3 ways this can go:

A) We just sit quietly and don't say anything.
B) We offer honest critiques.
C) We make you cry.

I told her if it's C, I'll just drive off and leave them :)