The Wedding Planning Update - February 2001
78 days to BE (2/26/01)
I May Need to Change My Pants.
If a thousand monkeys typed random keys on typewriters for a thousand years they may end up writing the bible, but they couldnt possibly put together the A&A all-star wedding database. Thanks to a fine, but aging, scanner and a right-proper OCR program, I was able to suck the names off the lists of the more computer-handicapped wedding financiers. However, A. and I are still going through all 1.6 million couples on our list to get rid of the capitalized ANDs between the various Mr., Mrs., Ms., Miss, and Dr. titles. I guess some of our computer-challenged friends are fond of the shift key and caps lock.
On Sunday of this week, A. and I were surveying all of the land and subjects in our dominion. Though our dominion spans but a 2-window wide row house on Aliceanna Street, we realized we have an awful lot of stuff. Since the prospect of getting even more stuff is likely to hit us like a MTA bus in the very near future, we have decided to implement the Buy Yourself a Gift Gift Program. Heres how it works:
1) Go to a store and look for something you like.
2) Pick out something you want and buy it.
3) Wrap it and give it to A. and I for our wedding.
4) On the next major holiday you celebrate receive the same gift back from A. and I
This is a win-win-win situation. You get the satisfaction of buying us a gift, we get the satisfaction of giving you something you want, you get something you want as a gift for a major holiday, and we dont have to deal with actually owning (or having to find a place for) the stuff. We sure are clever, aint we?
Of note this past week, A. and I took a day trip to NYC to see The Music Man commonly subtitled "The only musical Adam Weinstein can freely tolerate without nausea, vomiting, or spastic paralysis or palsey." While there, we also brunched with a number of characters who have graced the pages of this fine web site, including woman in waiting Jenn Altmann (whose birthday is 2/27!), some guy named Brad, and our inside source to the world of musical theater Jeremy Desmond. Jeremy took us to a little diner-like eating establishment called VYNL, which played lots of Beatles music while I ate my fritattatatata and drank my watermelon-lemonade. They even had a bust of Elvis on the counter. it was so hip and cool in that place I felt like I was back in middle school wearing some new clothes my mother bought at Sears. Ouch.
This week also marked the florist finally getting back to A. about the cost of the flowers. Keeping in line with the negative wedding discount, the florist was able to give us a price tag of nearly $7000, even after having a 2 hour meeting in which the importance of sticking to a number less than half her price was discussed. Apparently we were speaking Russian. Or maybe we just dreamed the whole thing. Either way, our opposing realities will soon meet like a speeding car and a brick wall. Either the florist is going to be receiving a hefty pay cut or we are not going to be having flowers. Or we could compromise (but it would be boring to write about something so undramatic.) Perhaps we should can the flowers all together and decorate with vegetables from Safeway instead. I can see A. lobbing a beautiful bouquet of cauliflower and radishes as our flaming cucumber-avocado-parsnip centerpieces light the dance floor which is surrounded by hanging parsley and leeks. Im getting that warm fuzzy feeling. I may need to change my pants. Over and out.
86 days to BE (2/18/01)
Welcome to Our Happiness!
Grace Slick isn't the only one who knows which pill makes you bigger and which pill makes you small. In fact, I spent 9 hours getting asked about such matters this past week. Luckily, I survived and hopefully passed. As a bonus, I will be down to one big test a year for the duration of residency and fellowship. Maybe I could appeal for a presidential pardon from my exams. I hear there are some for sale on e-bay.
This past week also saw your faithful author inking the wooden blocks in a little Guttenberg-esque desktop publishing action. The goal: A.'s shower invitations. All I can say is said invitations are now in the care of the US postal system. If you have the right chromosomes (think XX) and know the right people, you may be receiving one soon. Given that the shower will have the theme of "synthetic long-chain polymers in a post-nuclear, pro-hybrid automobile age," you may want to get your cellophane outfit together now.
We also received our invitations from the printer this week. However, this was a "rough" draft, so we will be receiving a "more perfect" invitation sometime next week. Unlike the shower invite though, any of the gender-determining chromosomes will allow you to receive one (XX, XY, XO, XXY, XYY) when, like carrier pigeons, we set them loose to deliver the message requesting the honour of your presence. The wording of our invitation will be based on Engrish, the poorly translated English from Japanese that has provided me with near-suffocation fits of laughter in recent weeks. Here is a brief excerpt of our invitation:
Welcome to our happiness!
Dear Sir: FAIRFAX CRYOBANK, a division of the Genetics & IVF Institute, is looking for men between 18 and 44 years of age to assist infertile couples by becoming anonymous semen donors. If accepted into the confidential donor program, you will be compensated for each acceptable specimen you produce. Current donors in the program are earning an average of $200.00 per specimen. Success in this program will be determined by your semen quality and commitment to the program. Total monthly compensation from semen donation can exceed $2000. As you can imagine, this program is not available to everyone. There is an extensive screening process that begins with the completion and return of an application. After we review the application, you may be contacted to schedule an interview at which time we will review your application together, discuss the program in its entirety, and answer any questions you have. Following the interview and initial semen analysis, you will need to schedule appointments to complete the semen analysis and subsequent blood, semen, and urine testing. This program requires a six month commitment and each donor is expected to produce one specimen per week on site. We are conveniently located in Fairfax, VA near I-495. If you are interested in becoming an anonymous donor, please contact FAIRFAX CRYOBANK at (703)698-3927 or e-mail: firstname.lastname@example.org to receive an application.
Lastly this week, I want to pontificate on the issue of the "wedding mark-up." This is the negative discount applied to a good or service secondary to the fact that said service or good is provided for the purpose of celebrating or provided in relation to a wedding. Let's play "Price is Right." If you were renting a hall, how much would a chair cost to rent? $2 a chair? $3 a chair? EHHHHHHHH! Sorry, chairs provided for weddings are $5-$7 a chair (for the non-folding, padded chair that is). While I'm not directly paying for the wedding, I have been shocked at the near monopolistic prices of florists, photographers, and caterers. Basically when it comes to weddings, the relationship between the service providers and the families is much like that scene in Pulp Fiction, the families are bent over the pommel horse with the plastic ball in their mouths...
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