And we will. After this past weekend, we now have a pretty and delicious cake to serve to our wedding guests as well as an officiant to make it a wedding and not just a really expensive party.
The Officiant
As his closing to all of his emails, our officiant writes “All Ways, Rev Stuart”. The “All Ways” refers to his open-mindedness and willingness to perform pretty much any type of ceremony. Rev Stuart is his name and marrying peeps is his game. Don’t worry, I made up that line; it’s not part of his shtick. Upon meeting him, both Hal and I got a good feeling about him instantly. The Rev is down to earth, all about the love and the commitment of marriage, and easy to talk to. He’s also a jazz musician and I have this feeling he may carry around a comedy routine tucked in his back pocket just in case. In case of what? Who knows but he strikes me as the type who’s ready to entertain at a moment’s notice. He brought to the table some unique ideas that we could integrate into the ceremony to make it special and our own, which I appreciated. As we were leaving, I jokingly commented that now that we have an officiant, Hal has to marry me. The Rev laughed and said, “You bet he will if I have anything to say about it!” I think I like the Rev more and more.
The Cake
Initially, we considered going with something more exotic and by exotic I mean red velvet cake or something with chocolate mousse. We had the opportunity to try out three different cakes and fillings and we were pleasantly surprised to find that the yellow cake with strawberries, vanilla custard and butter cream was delicious. It’s considered a “basic” cake but why mess with a good thing. Then we had the design to consider. I asked for Hal's opinion on the cake design and even though he feigns disinterest, he certainly knows what he likes and doesn't like. Hal and I have differing tastes, and the cake design evidenced this once again. I liked the smooth look of fondant with a very simple but contemporary cluster of flowers toward the top tier. It looked very clean. Hal preferred the grapes cascading down the length of the tiers, and buttercream. In the end, we compromised and found a middle ground with a nice balance of buttercream and flowers and no grapes. I'm happy. He's happy I'm happy. And with the extra 6" cake they provide the bride and groom on the side, we can have our cake and eat it too!
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
68 days and counting
With 68 days to go, we are definitely in wedding mode. This Saturday alone we’re meeting with our officiant for the first time, doing the cake tasting (yum) and trying out a potential restaurant for the rehearsal dinner.
Yesterday we met with our DJ, David, for the first time since booking him. We chose him because we appreciated his passion for DJ-ing and he brings an immense enthusiasm to the wedding process. I think he truly loves weddings, and couples and all things DJ related. He loves the love story.
David’s also very meticulous and detail-oriented, which is what he asks of his couples to some extent. I don’t mind this one bit. He’s essentially in charge of the flow of the event so he really should know what’s happening and when, and who’s involved. Makes sense. He also prides himself on being an energetic Master of Ceremony, an entertainer if you will. While I truly think this is a good thing, it worries me at times. My image of the entertaining MC is the corny, in-your-face guy at the Bar Mitvah with a firm grasp on the microphone and sweat beads dripping down his face from being in the spotlight so long. Not exactly subtle. There’s creating a sense of fun energy (good thing,) and then there’s creating nervous, awkward energy (bad thing). Obviously I’m hoping he comes from a school of fun energy, and so far it appears that way, thankfully.
At one point we discussed contingencies for if there’s a lull during the evening. I fear this possibility, when small talk dies down and all you hear are forks hitting the plates, so I’m certainly open to his ideas. One of his go-to solutions, however, is a game with the table centerpiece as the prize. All he had to say was “game” and I’m cringing inside, and probably outside too since my poker face is nonexistent. I squeeze Hal’s leg, better than choking David before he can continue. He proceeds to run through the scenario which involves dollar bills, knowing your right from your left, and somewhere along the way he claims hilarity ensues. Hal nods his head the entire time and I can’t quite tell if it’s an automatic response or if he actually thinks it’s a good idea. Even when Hal says, “I like that,” I hope he’s just being polite.
David recognizes my lack of enthusiasm over this insertion of “fun” into the wedding day and quickly emphasizes that it’s just an option, just an idea, and not at all a reality. I think the dollar game is out along with that round of musical chairs (which is never actually suggested but I was bracing myself for it). Other forms of entertainment are suggested which leave a better taste in my mouth and I end up having much to digest from this meeting.
All in all, we were productive, more than enthusiastic, and excited to check another thing off the list, always knowing that with every task completed, it brings us closer to the big day!
Yesterday we met with our DJ, David, for the first time since booking him. We chose him because we appreciated his passion for DJ-ing and he brings an immense enthusiasm to the wedding process. I think he truly loves weddings, and couples and all things DJ related. He loves the love story.
David’s also very meticulous and detail-oriented, which is what he asks of his couples to some extent. I don’t mind this one bit. He’s essentially in charge of the flow of the event so he really should know what’s happening and when, and who’s involved. Makes sense. He also prides himself on being an energetic Master of Ceremony, an entertainer if you will. While I truly think this is a good thing, it worries me at times. My image of the entertaining MC is the corny, in-your-face guy at the Bar Mitvah with a firm grasp on the microphone and sweat beads dripping down his face from being in the spotlight so long. Not exactly subtle. There’s creating a sense of fun energy (good thing,) and then there’s creating nervous, awkward energy (bad thing). Obviously I’m hoping he comes from a school of fun energy, and so far it appears that way, thankfully.
At one point we discussed contingencies for if there’s a lull during the evening. I fear this possibility, when small talk dies down and all you hear are forks hitting the plates, so I’m certainly open to his ideas. One of his go-to solutions, however, is a game with the table centerpiece as the prize. All he had to say was “game” and I’m cringing inside, and probably outside too since my poker face is nonexistent. I squeeze Hal’s leg, better than choking David before he can continue. He proceeds to run through the scenario which involves dollar bills, knowing your right from your left, and somewhere along the way he claims hilarity ensues. Hal nods his head the entire time and I can’t quite tell if it’s an automatic response or if he actually thinks it’s a good idea. Even when Hal says, “I like that,” I hope he’s just being polite.
David recognizes my lack of enthusiasm over this insertion of “fun” into the wedding day and quickly emphasizes that it’s just an option, just an idea, and not at all a reality. I think the dollar game is out along with that round of musical chairs (which is never actually suggested but I was bracing myself for it). Other forms of entertainment are suggested which leave a better taste in my mouth and I end up having much to digest from this meeting.
All in all, we were productive, more than enthusiastic, and excited to check another thing off the list, always knowing that with every task completed, it brings us closer to the big day!
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