My cake topper weighs 2.5lbs... so I'll let you know how it turns out!
Kristen - I can't wait to hear how Disney Bakers make that work out!
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As everyone knows, we planned our first meeting with DFTW for this past Tuesday, while we were in WDW for marathon weekend (BTW, Howard did the half marathon on Saturday and the Full marathon on Sunday and is officially “GOOFY” for the second year in a row!
I am SO PROUD of him! And I earned my second Mickey medal for the full marathon.
: )
There is so much to tell about how things went, but let me start by saying that Joe DeMattei is just the kindest, most attentive person you could ever meet. He remembered so many details about who we are, what we are doing, and our preferences. That is why I know it was really hard for him to break what was
devastating news to me. But, let me start at the beginning. . . .
Our friend Kathy very kindly invited Jenn to spend Tuesday morning with her at AK, and Howard and I looked forward to our time alone with Joe. So, when we were leaving the villa that morning, I left Jenn some cash and a water bottle and her room key and good wishes. We drove to GF for our meeting, arriving about 20 minutes early. It was freezing cold out, but we still took a few minutes to walk around the grounds a bit and take some pictures. Soon, we headed into Franck’s where we ran into a DISer who we’d met the night before (Lisa) and her DH, who were doing a tasting session for their April VR. Small world!
I immediately thanked Joe for his wonderful and prompt email communications with me and he said he hoped he wouldn’t disappoint me if he was ever delayed in responding. I told him he could never disappoint me. Later, he remembered he’d said that and apologized because he knew we were disappointed about how the session went. Okay, I’ll get back to that.
We’d no sooner sat down with Joe than my phone rang and Jenn told me we’d forgotten to leave her park ticket. Howard drove back to BCV to pick it up and took it to her at AK. While he was gone, Joe had to break the news to me. . .
GF event space was all booked for the weekend before and week of our VR and it wasn’t looking good for us being able to do anything there other than the VR at the WP at 10 am and photos around GF.
I cannot express how crushed I was. While I guess I’d considered the possibility that we might not like the Whitehall Room and Patio, it never occurred to me that (1) we wouldn’t even have that option; (2) that we wouldn’t be able to do our WISHes dessert party Sunday night at GF; or (3) that there was absolutely NO alternative space at GF for cocktail hour and the reception. Joe and I spent the rest of the time before Howard got back looking at slides of alternative venues, including space at Boardwalk and Yacht Club. I told Joe I really didn’t want to seem unreasonable but that Howard and I had a vision for this event and if we were going to “settle” on the venues, we just really had to re-think whether it was meant to be for 2009. Howard was literally heart-set on the GF and was only willing to consider other venues for my sake and to remain open-minded. I told Joe I thought Howard would be as disappointed as I was.
Howard arrived back by 9:35 and I told Joe he had to break the news to Howard. Howard said later he looked at my face and knew something was really wrong. When Joe told him there was no space at GF, Howard grabbed my hand under the table and squeezed it, either in sympathy or reassurance, I’m not sure. We went to look at the Whitehall Room and Patio, which we LOVED in case it became available. We also saw the space at Boardwalk which seemed “okay” and Yacht Club, which we didn’t like at all. While we were driving around, I remembered to ask Joe about a couple of ideas we had which are likely Wedding Planner issues, but at the very next traffic light, he took the time to make notes. He was also in touch with the sales manager the whole time we were together, shooting emails to her and reading them, trying to get a handle on when the huge convention group would decide whether they needed all of the GF event space. It looked like the earliest Joe would hear anything would be Friday, 1/18, but he definitely did not want us to get our hopes up.
In the car on the way back to Franck’s, Howard said “We had one chance to do it right the first time and didn’t get to do it. This time we aren’t going to settle for anything that isn’t really what we want, and if we have to re-think this or postpone it in order to have our dream event, that’s what we will do.” So, while I was disappointed, I was glad that Howard didn’t think I was being unreasonable and that he felt strongly as well about making our dream vision a reality. I just couldn’t bear the thought of NOT doing our WISHES dessert party to tie into our “All of Our Wishes Have Come True” theme. I also couldn’t bear to think about “working with” the colors or decor of a venue that didn’t work with our color scheme or our tastes. The idea of postponing the VR was unpalatable, but so was spending money to have a reception in a place that could just as well have been the most elegant ballroom in all of the tri-state area or the Swan or Dolphin. (I hope I haven’t offended anyone by saying that. It’s just that we’ve always dreamed of a wedding and reception at the Grand Floridian with those gorgeous grounds and vistas of the MK.) At some point, Joe looked at me and said "I'm really sorry you are disappointed. I can tell you are really upset, and you told me when you first got here that I couldn't disappoint you, and yet, you are. I'm sorry." I give him a lot of credit -- he NEVER tried to talk us into alternative space. He just wanted us to know we had options while we were there and able to look at the space. I told him I am typically the kind of person who can "get over it" and make the best of the circumstances presented, but that I was going to need some time to get my head around something other than what we'd been dreaming of. He seemed to understand and didn't seem upset or like we were wasting his time.
So, when we got back to Franck’s, we didn’t really take things any further. I just couldn't. We told Joe we’d wait to hear from him once he’d heard about the convention, and we’d think about whether we were going forward with a non-GF location.
Whew. .... that was long. Sorry!
Back soon with more, but remember that Walt Disney World is Where Dreams Come True. And if anyone can make a DFTW dream come true, I’m putting my money on Joe!