I am shipping my dress to Carolyn Allens, and they will be delivering it to my room and pressing it there.
I am having these nightmares about them losing my dress, or steaming it instead of pressing it. (It's silk, and if you steam silk it puckers up and turns into bubble wrap.) The whole thing is enough to give a control freak (like myself) major hives.
Maybe I will take it with me on the plane (Southwest--they are da best airline ever) and then I'll stay up the night before pressing it myself, muttering under my breath about why I have to be so ridiculous.
All I know is that if anything happens to My Dress there will be you-know-what to pay. I am like <this> close to turning into a total bridezilla. Lord, I'm ashamed of myself.
Just eat the cake at WDW and don't worry about it. It won't taste good at all by the 1st anniv.
And that reminds me of a story.
We have some friends that got married as soon as he graduated from Annapolis. Well, you know the Navy. They lived in about 10 different places in a year, dragging the anniversary layer with them to every place. The husband keeping it on ice through the desert southwest--the wife obsessing that the cake would thaw--I mean there are plenty of BABIES don't get that pampered and spoiled, fussed about and worried over.
Finally the big anniversary day came, and all the neighbors gathered for the party. The wedding cake top tier would be the centerpiece of that southern bride's tradition lovin' selfs Big Party. At a re-creation of the Big Day Cake Cutting, the Groom placed his hand on his Bride's, they cut into the carefully thawed cake...and it didn't slice.
What the...??
Turns out the top tier was an elaborately decorated piece of....
.....styrofoam.
So, yeah. Just eat the cake there. Order room service coffee and have your cake for breakfast. That's what I'm gonna do. I'm sick unto death of dieting, working out, doing ab crunches, triceps push downs, cardio this, and cardio that, and bench press whaddyacallems. So during that honeymoon week at least, I'm not counting a single calorie, carb, or fat gram.
