I’m dying. Caged.
I’m dying. Caged.
Along with the complicatedness that is going on around getting legally married in Mexico, we are basically doing everything ourselves, ceremony and reception-wise. This is fun, but adds more stress to an already stressful situation (what? 80 people are coming to our crazy, informal, middle of nowhere party and we’re not even sure we’ll actually be getting married? No biggie!).
Anywho, we (read: Simon) really wanted to have a bagpiper play at the ceremony. Simon has a rugby friend who supposedly plays, so about a year ago we offered to fly him to Mexico for the wedding. He was excited, we were excited, it was going to save us tons of money, etc. Yeah, as you have probably guessed, that fell through. As with everything else to do with this wedding, at the last minute.
Simon got pretty desperate and started contacting random pipers and offering to fly them to Mexico. Surprisingly, one of them wrote back with a big fat yes please….and a hefty price tag. He’s Canadian, but loves Mexico and offered to make his own arrangements, which is awesome. But of course, there’s the price. Which is less than what we’re paying for the location fee, but more than the food. Oof. This is the conversation we had about it before pulling the trigger:
Me: Is this really important to you?
Me: Enough that we might have to cut back on honeymoon stuff?
Simon: I’m only getting married once, and I want to do it right. I feel like I would regret it if this wasn’t a part of it.
Me: I guess we just hired a bagpiper.
I was called a “ball buster” by a male, semi-supervisor colleague today. In a good way, like, “you were a real ball buster today, it was awesome. Keep it up.” Allll riiiiiiight. I think?
Or “How to have a large, stressful, confusing wedding in a language you barely understand.” I’ll write about this when I don’t want to cry anymore and after it becomes funny. Maybe we should have just paid that Minnesotan chick on Isla Mujeres $20K.
Apparently I’m the only one who thinks this is funny.
These are fairly trendy right now, but I think they’ll be new to most of our guests. I’ve seen a few of these on the bridal blogs I peruse (ugh, I can’t believe I admitted to that), and it seems like a fun way to make sure the guests take lots of pictures. I couldn’t decide whether to go the disposable camera route, or to have them use their own digital cameras. I finally decided on disposables (unless Simon vetoes it), because then we make sure we get all of the photos, and nobody does film anymore so it’s kind of a throwback. I found a decent template online here then modified some of the fonts, wording, and colors to suit. Here’s what I’ve got so far:
You can download the Word template here. I’ve got it two to a page in landscape view, so I’ll just need to get about a dozen printed on nice looking card stock, buy the cameras, and we’re set! Hopefully it doesn’t come off as cheesy or overdone.