The Great Cake Disaster

Wednesday I found out through a huge mess of gossip and people not minding their own business that Stacy and Stephanie can't do my cake. I felt bad for them, they were totally upset that I found out the way I did and that they couldn't do it for me. I told them that I was happy they told me now and really did the research and new their limits. I was more mad at the whole people not minding their own business. Stacy and Stephanie were trying to be really professional about everything, and were going to tell me just Charles and Maria thought it was their job to tell me first. The school uber pissed me off. These Kids, and myself included in October, are paying $30,000.00 a year and they aren't allowed to use the facility? The girls asked Chef if they could make it there and were told " No, if we let you do it then we would have to let everyone else do it too."

So the search is on for a cake designer. Ugh!!! This is so frustrating! My issue is, I can't wrap my head around the idea of spending $600.00 on something that people are going to eat and then expel in a 72 hour window. So our budget for a cake is very very limited.... like $350.00 limited.


I looked in to my options and the bigger people are out like The Cake Studio, Jan Kish and Suisse Shop,I know Short North Piece of Cake is not available that day. So, I went to Giant Eagle last night and all of their cakes are soooooooooooooo dated. Straight out of the 1970's. I did find one that I really liked, it was very plain and didn't have any fake flowers, fountains, or a huge man/woman cake topper with 2 feet of lace and ribbons around it. A problem that I have been running in to while wedding planning is nothing is hazy with me. I have a very clear picture in my head of what I want and it is so hard to stray away from that.



I had an appointment with Golden Delight Bakery and of course I go to the wrong one. The lady I did speak too was very sweet, a little pushy but hey its sales right? She said that I could try one piece of cake at a time so I decided to go for their signature cake, a fresh strawberry cake. I tasted and wasn't blown away. I mean it was cake with strawberries in it. Their portfolio was just as dated so I was between a rock and a hard place. I mean where was I going to go? Leaving the bakery I was kind of bummed, I felt a wave of stress because Matt had to go to work and I wanted to get it done today. I asked Matt if he trusted my judgement and he said yes, so mom and I were off to Giant Eagle.



I already had my mind made up in the car I was going to get my cake there. I don't know why, but I just said to myself you are going to walk out of here with a cake. I walked up to the counter and the lady behind the desk was Samantha, she was uber sweet and totally willing to work with me. She had a sense of humor about everything which made it a lot easier. So I picked everything out; design, flavor arrangements. They even let me have a little bit of free reign on some stuff. I bought the slices they sell for a dollar and mom and I had a little tasting party in my car. I am really happy with it. It is going to be delicious!

Cake is DONE!!!!

Mary Kay, Coupons and body aches

All things that happened this weekend.



My weekend was kicked off with a date night. Fiance and I went to dinner and a movie, we saw Night at the Museum Battle for the Smithsonian. I recommend it.



Saturday I got up at the crack of dawn to help my brother move. They found a really nice townhouse so I am very happy for them. It is in the cutest little picturesque town, seriously it is very leave it to beaver. I get home right in time for Crystal's Mary Kay party. It was a lot of fun, I mean what girl doesn't like to play with make up? I did some spending but my face is very grateful. I didn't get home until 11:30 but it was good to sit and catch up with the ladies.

Sunday, was like Deja vu. There I was up at the crack of dawn going to Dayton to help Nick again. Not that I mind really because it is good time spent with family, I just wish I could sleep in.

Monday was supposed to be my day. Laying out, drinking reading trashy mags....
Alas, I forgot about the Michael's sale and had to go get wedding stuff, then I had to clean. Then as I am doing laundry I think to my self... FORGET THIS!!!! I am tired, sore, and my head is going to explode from sinuses... I am taking a nap!!!!

So that was my weekend... I had another weird dream last night but fortunately I have forgotten it.

PS. My dress should be here soon. I am totally pumped.

Dreams

When I have any type of heightened emotion strange dreams usually follow. In the whirlwind time that is planning a wedding it can be a roller coaster ride of ups and downs. Right now I will say I am moving between elation and anxiousness.

So last night I had a weird dream that I was part of a huge white trashy kind of family. I had a lot of brothers and sisters and we lived in a huge old house. The kind of house that if in the right hands could be a place but instead we have it and you look at and you can tell it smells musty.

Anyway, I was still engaged and my wedding felt to be as far away as my wedding is in reality. I was getting ready to go out with some of the girls whom I am assuming were sisters when all of a sudden my tooth feels loose. I start to play with it, with my tongue when all of a sudden it is dislodged and is floating around in my mouth. So I do what anyone would do. FREAK OUT!!!!
I see that it is one of my front bottom teeth and I just start crying. I hurry to the kitchen and grab a glass of milk because in the back of my mind I remember seeing somewhere that this is what you do in this situation. Then they all just start falling out, one right after the other. The glass is getting full and I am trying to think of what could cause this? Then one of my "sisters" says "why don't you just super glue them back in"... starting to freak out again I call my mom to come get me and take me to a dentist. With my mom on the way, I finally can't avoid the mirror anymore. I walk right up to it and slowly open my lips to a grin. The tears are falling down my cheeks as this face, this unrecognizable face looks back at me. All of these horrible names start to creep up in my head... then I wake up, in my apartment, in my bed.

If you don't think I put my finger in my mouth to make sure they were all there, you are wrong.

I looked it up in a dream dictionary and these are the 2 possibilities that come from my dream:

Teeth: Normally an unfavorable sign in a dream. It signifies displeasure and also shows that you are afraid of losing someone dear to you.

Mouth: Nourishment. New attitudes. You will soon have news from interests you are anxious over.

If it is teeth it is very out of left field because I am not feeling that at all. Even if I dig deep

It is is the mouth perspective then yes I can see where that is coming from....

interesting, very interesting.

Happy Birthday William!

Today I became an Aunt for the second time...

William Van Hunter
9lbs 4oz 20 3/4 in long.

Iwill put pics up later.

Quick wedding update:
Honeymoon is booked!!! We leave on the 3rd of October
2 more DIY projects down! Got a quote from Jeanette on the poms $20-25 each... going to have to think about that one.

I am so excited! Matt and I are getting a grill this weekend. My Brother and his wife are moving closer to her work and evidently into a smaller place so we get there almost new charcoal/gas grill. I am totally pumped, I mean we probably won't use our stove for weeks!!!

116 days to go...

EEK GADS!!!!

I am getting married in 116 days... it is exciting to say, " I am getting married in 116 days" I have to be on my game people! I have a very strict time frame and need to stay on track, so here in an update....

Diy project #2 is on order.... they didn't have enough fabric so I had to order it. No biggie.

Diy Project #3 DONE!!!! and looks pretty cool. I will post some pictures later tonight of my creations.

Diy Project #4 I have bought half of the stuff I need so, I am waiting for another coupon....

I may have to go somewhere else for the recipe bags because they were EXTREMELY expensive for 150 of them at Michaels.

I bought the flower girl dresses and I can't wait to see them.

Booked the DJ, HAZAA!!!!! I am so pumped about this one. The email I sent to the other DJ, telling him I no longer needed his services, was short, kinda mean and to the point.... but I loved it.

Hopefully I am meeting with the cake ladies this Friday.

Need to get some card stock. for the recipes, the monograms, the travel info. Lots and Lots of printing is in my near future.

I am still having those weird dreams. Last night was they tapped the second keg without asking us and then we didn't have the money to pay for it so they called the police. I mean what is that?

I have been day dreaming alot lately, about getting that wonderful call that my dress is finally in. have my "OMG they called" bag ready, it has the shoes, appropiate undergarments, jewelry and veil. All ready to go at a moments notice. I wish they could tell me a date, instead of early June. I mean is that the first few days, the first week, the first 2 weeks!?!?!?! I know that paitence is a virtue but not when your wedding dress is involved!

Ok well enough of my jumbled thoughts. I will upload some pictures later.

Bridezilla

I feel like I have ants in my pants. I can't sit still and all I think about is how much there is to do with the wedding still. I like to have things DONE, so having to wait for paydays and help can make me anxious.

Frustrated with my florist: I asked for a quote 3 weeks ago on 6 inch daisy poms. After 2 emails I have heard nothing. I just don't understand people. If I am giving you over $500.00 for something that is going to die in a few days, Please respond to my emails. It is the same thing with the nightmare DJ, this is your company, your lively hood, you are your own promoter.

My florist would probably be rated a C. Great at first, amazing first impression, quick response with a quote. Then I gave her money....took her 2 weeks to run my credit card (which threw me off with my budget for that month). So now I am going to call her at my lunch and see what she has done. If it's nothing I am going to say forget it. I am on a tight schedule, and don't have time to wait on her.

I quess that is my bridezilla coming out. I mean I would call it common courtsey, but other bridezilla.

Good Dream or Nightmare?

I have been dreaming a lot about the wedding lately.

They aren't happy dreams where I take my Dad's arm and I walk down the aisle towards my happily ever after.Nay they are very much the opposite, filled with worry, stress, fights with my mom, a missing wedding dress and unfinished DIY projects.

Lately I have started to feel the creep of anxiety. It is like those Geico commercials with the stack of money.I swear I hear that song on a daily basis and instead of a much needed stack of money, I get sweaty palms and the knot in my stomach tightens. The feeling does pass but it lets me know its there.

I am currently reading the book "What no one tells the bride" by Marg Stark and I do find it helpful on some levels, on others I am left wanting. A very common theme of the book is being an older bride, which I am not. Talking about surviving the single life in the jungle that is any dating scene. I never did that. I found someone, that despite the troubles we had/have, I want to spend the rest of my life with. I will say, in the early years of Matthew and I's relationship I could see my future coming together but the person standing next to me was a little fuzzy. It did take me a few years and some growing up on both of our parts to finally see the picture clearly and say " I am going to spend the rest of my life with him."

Another theme is the limbo that is your social life when you get married or engaged even. I have taken Matthew to parties with my single friends and it is uncomfortable and nerve racking. I mean the party I took him to one of my friends grabbed my boobs and started talking to me, this is our thing, it has always been our thing all the way back to senior year of high school. Matthew just looked like he had walked in on something he shouldn't have and all words escaped him. The rest of the evening was fine but I knew as soon as we left the party there would be some explaining to do. I told him how Whitney really like boobs, mine in particular. I told him about how she would walk up behind you and unhook your bra or hit your boob so you would have one headlight and run away. That is when I realized not only did our engagement put us in a social limbo but the fact that I had been dating him for 5 years and NONE of my friends knew him and vice versa. I had a feeling that that would not be my last explanation to him of some quirky behavior.

I have noticed a shift with some of my single friends to that are in my wedding party. I wanted to have a Bridal party road trip down to Cincinnati to order their dresses. I thought this would be a great time for us because 3 of ladies either live out of town or have crazy work schedules. We could talk, see their dresses, see mine, talk shoes and acc. A lot of girlie stuff. Well the plan slowly fell apart by no fault of anyone. So on the day of the road trip I was left with 3 girls all of which are single* ( I mean not engaged or married). The tone of the day was for me was.... I don't even know what word to use here. I guess I felt a line drawn in the sand with 2 of my friends. They poked fun at me, and made it seem like a huge inconvenience to be there. I mean I know I asked for them to be up early, drive to Cincy to only find out the bridesmaid dress wasn't in stock anymore. How was I supposed to know that. It had been there every other time. But the fact of the matter is I was up that early, I am the one that drove down, I bought them breakfast that morning because I knew how early it was, all they had to do was sit or sleep on the way down. All I got was attitude. It makes me wonder how it will be with everything else? All the bridesmaid duties. Or are they going to sneak off and talk about how bridezilla I am between drags? We shall see.

I am on a BOAT!

Matt and I have been pondering for a while what, if anything, we were going to do for our honeymoon. We knew we really wanted to try for some place warm, and to make up a word "beachy". With Matt's love of Scuba diving and mine of laying out sipping some fruity concoction with a over sized umbrella, we thought it was the best fit.

We first looked in to the "dream", you know Fiji, Tahiti and well lets face it out of our price range. So we scaled it down to maybe Key West, FL. To our dismay still very, very expensive. We began to see our tropical oasis fade in to the sunset. We racked our brains and decided to save some green we would go to the Biltmore hotel in NC for 3 days and then go to MaMa's Lake house for the remainder of the week. Thinking we were geniuses we priced everything out and still were a little bummed with how much a 3 days of pampering and luxury would cost us.

After we had come to grips with no isle in the sun getaway, we started to tell people our plans to a lot of "No scuba diving?" On a raining Saturday morning, me being a lazy and it being so gloomy outside, was still in bed and planned on staying there most of the morning. Until that is Matt and his sidekick Dot come busting through the door and I am awoken by an eager basset hound standing on my head. I notice Matt is just as excited to wake me up. Groggy and a little irritated, my eyes finally focus on Matt's face and know something is up. He tells me "we have to talk." Whoa! you don't wake someone up with that kind of statement. Now very awake and aware I say " what about?" He tells me that he has got an email from Carnival Cruises listing some specials they have coming up.

A cruise, who would have thought? I mean we didn't. This is something we both have never done before which is something that really appealed to us. So we started tinkering a bit looking at dates and itineraries. We really liked the West Caribbean option, it goes to one place Matt has been an knows he can dive at and some places he has always wanted to go. Give me sun and sand, I am not that picky. We thought this could actually work, so we started to yet again crunch numbers and come to find that a 7 day cruise is cheaper than 3 nights at the Biltmore. Needless to say we did a happy dance which is now labeled as "Katy's Cruise Dance" or if you want to be cool "KCD". As I was in the middle of my cruise dance Matt stops celebrating with me and a look of worry comes across his face. Now to get to the hard part, Talk to his parents about it. They said they would give us money towards the honey moon the question that was the elephant in the room was how much.

Trying to find the right time to ask for money for your honey moon is a skill, and Matt has it. When he made the pitch to his Dad, His dad was on board 100%, which took Matt and myself for a surprise. After we finally got all the quotes, compared lines and destinations, got the OK from Mom and Dad, He booked our Honey moon today. We will Leave October 4th and sail away in to the sunset on carnival cruise ship. The bummer part is that he had to book me as Katy Hunter because that is what is on my Passport. I am going to try to remedy that situation and see how long it would take to change my name on my passport. I gotta get used to the weird last name sometime, why not on my honeymoon?