We’re babysitting a 3- and 5-years-old for the week-end. Those of you with children will find this banal, or amusing. Woke before dawn. Propped up kids with Netflix cartoons until breakfast. After strugglingt to get them to finish dinner, watched them total a family size crate of toaster waffles and make a serious dent on a giant box of Lucky Charms. Went to a park with the 5-year-old. Horses and ponies: no interest. Wild turtles in the crick: exciting. It doesn’t matter if the kids at the park speak Spanish, Kreyol, Viet (or maybe Khmer?), or English, they’re still “It.” (and it seems “it” is an universal word in any language, like “Mama” or “Coca-Cola”) Parents at the park eyeball you like a serial killer untiil they notice a blond with a matching mullet to yours, and then you’re instantly In The Club. “Building” a solar stereo is “cool.” Banyan trees feel weird when you pet them. Defence in fencing is not cool. Balance beam walking is. It’s fun to drive a car, even if you can’t reach the pedals (and the carburettor and battery are off). Crashing a birthday party is no big deal. Tire shop lifts are fascinating. Child seats have twice as many parts as I know what to do with, and printing “read manual first” on the back is not helpful. Children go through more shop/hand towels in one day than rebuilding a 351 Windsor. Follow this with another battle to finish dinner… followed by, “I’m still hungry.” …and scarfing down another half-sandwich. And it’s amazing how many things in our house are fragile, sharp, poisonous, alcoholic, and/or electrocution hazards. Single moms, OMFG, hats off again. I couldn’t do it without Sage. But, then, I shan’t have to. The whole idea of adopting seems somehow more plausible, not less, despite the zero-to-sixty of taking on two for several days…
Well, this update is mostly banal; we’ve been concerning ourselves with details like table centerpieces and tuxedo fittings.
- We’ve had a serious hiccough and lost our original photographer, but are chasing down some leads on other options.
- Mindy of Professor Whisky’s Traveling Bizarre Bazaar has taken away my permission to “micro-manage” (her word) the Reception plans, and now has a stack of glassware and funky acrylic beads and is placing orders for crepe paper. I fear the crepe may become an endangered species.
- We’ve finished the (church-mandated) premarital counseling sessions (albeit with a little piece of homework) and have pretty much all of the details ironed out.
- Jacksonville is giving us the gift of cleanliness: the St John’s river cleanup is going on the morning of the wedding, so the whole town may be cleaner than usual… yay!
- It seems that someone (perhaps the Public Works office) has randomly built a very large mountain of dirt in front of the reception hall.
- We also have some thank-you notes to mail out already, including a much-belated one to my cousin David and his wife Christine, the donors of the mysterious knife set I’d mentioned previously. Another mystery solved.
- I don’t think I had posted it, but the Rings were delivered. Yay!
Recurring questions include:
- Dress code: Ties aren’t overrated, but don’t worry too much about it, the bouncers are really lax!
- Gift registry (see the wedding web site, if you’re curious)
- and if we need a hand with “anything”: yes, Mindy could use some hands to set and strike the Reception, we can put you in touch with her.
I’ll update the wedding web site (for the last time, perhaps?) shortly.
Update: something chewed up my post in weird ways earlier. Cleaned it up, today.
Frequently Asked Questions this week:
What should we wear? We’re mostly just happy that you come! But, generally, something on the order of “business casual” or more formal would be appropriate
Can I help? We do really need a couple more people for the “advance team” to set up the reception hall on Saturday morning. If you’re in Jacksonville, and will be available … ?
Is there a gift registry? Um, yes … we are registered through Amazon.
The rings are on their way!!
sapphire on silver for me, emerald for Sage …