Monday, April 14, 2008

"Hallelujah!" they chorused.

The invitations were mailed this morning. Pastor Tri, Boise's only pastor who truly cares about the environment, (Tri is Aimee and Brent's pastor) would be proud. The invitation, the map, the photo and a "where we registered" tag all weighed in at just .5 of an ounce. I guess the only way to use less paper would be to email them. Not going to happen.

We are committed to this now. Not that we were not committed before, but now it all seems very official. I mean, people are going to show up at a little country church in Midvale, Idaho, expecting a wedding, and by golly, "Let them eat cake!" Yes, we are meeting with the cake lady from Weiser tomorrow night. She does custom cakes and comes highly recommended.

If you are wondering, the reason that we are not getting a Midvale cake is that there is not too terribly much in Midvale except the church, some houses, and a very small cafe that would fit inside of a McDonald's twice over. Aimee feels that we should warn the cafe owner of the date. Even a small crowd will take Midvale by storm if they all stop for coffee.

We are hosting a shower for Aimee on Sunday. This will be a very busy week. I wanted to make home made berry cheesecake, but we may have to settle for some plain cheesecake from Costco. It should be a pretty large, fun group of people. Of course, it could be a fun group of large people. We will have lots of food. They can come small and leave large.


Alisa said...

Lol! I love your last paragraph!

Airport Gal said...

I think cheese cake from Costco is a better idea than homemade! You'll be less stressed and have more time to visit and eat with all of your guests! Have a wonderful time! It's hard to believe that little Aimee is getting married. She was so small the last time I saw her!

SprinklerBandit said...

Hi mom!

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Mrs. Sinta said...

You are so right, Airport Gal! Thank you. I wish that we did not live so far apart.

Thank you, Alisa.

Hi back, Sprinkler Bandit.