Groomzilla

Planning a wedding is hard work. We will have had a whole lot of help from our friends and families, up to and including the day itself, and that's made a huge difference. We have also assembled what we are calling our Tiger Team: a task force of dedicated souls who will make sure the tables are set, the centerpieces are placed, that each guest can find her seat, and that I have a drink in my hand at all times.

Very special thanks is due, though, to my husband to be. Those type A qualities of his, which I admit I often find to be a pain in the ass in the context of the everyday, are truly shining. We had a two-hour logistics meeting this afternoon, mapping out all that needs to happen between now and the wedding and scheduling a play-by-play for the day itself. Would it ever occur to you to worry about who's going to make sure the sign-in book gets back to the hotel? How about assigning someone to collect the leftover alcohol at the end of the night? How about making sure there is someone to press "play" on the ipod for the processional march when the ceremony commences? And then making sure that person presses "stop" before taking their seat? Page after page of Excel spreadsheets detail all of these things, and more. And as tedious as it is to think about every last detail, it means we will be able to enjoy ourselves with you on the day, because most everything will be accounted for. So thank you, pookie!

This is not to say that this wedding is going to be a rigid affair. It means that, sort of like Disneyland, the unbridled fun is made possible because of behind-the-scenes machinations that, well, border on fascist. Though, I should add that my favorite part of the schedule is the part where I spend the afternoon in hair and makeup while Jon and the menfolk ready the space. See what a good team we make!