The List

You should be hearing the sound of some death march at this point. The list. Nothing and I mean nothing about this wedding has been difficult compared to compiling the list. Precious has given us a number. In trying to achieve this number, lots of fighting has occurred. Phones slam, doors slam, crying and gnashing of teeth is commonplace. We have cut cousins, friends, business associates and neighbors. Small and intimate is always nice and in good taste. It is 2010. Everyone has taken a financial hit. But Mom, what about so and so? Well this is HER wedding. She should have HER friends. So the size increases. Your STBSIL has lots of buddies. He wants to invite all of them. It is HIS wedding so he should have HIS friends. So the size increases. STBSIL has parents and they have friends. Of course they should have their friends. The size increases. Are you seeing a growth pattern emerge? We would like to have our friends. We are hosting this shindig. So the size increases. We stay up at night. On the trusty post it notes, we scribble names of people we had overlooked. The next morning we go to the list, scratch off some folks and scribble on more names. It is HARD. If either the bride or groom got sick, would they be willing to donate a kidney? Seriously. It has come to this.
Now it is time to mail the invitations and we are still working on the list. Thursday is the deadline. The list still looms. I think we have done our best. To those of you on the list, about that kidney??????