burying the lead
On Saturday DJ and I went back to the place I lived when we started dating, to buy paper and lunch. Trivia: DJ had never eaten Pad Thai until I carted it across the suburbs from this restaurant, and now he’s a convert. They also have watermelon freezes that are utterly worth the sugar buzz and treadmill penance. A few years ago DJ was helping me to repaint my single-girl apartment during a May heat wave, and we drank two each in a single day. Isn’t it funny, the things that become fond memories? 
Also, we mailed the wedding invitations today. I packaged, DJ sealed. (He washed his tongue first. Go on, laugh. I did.) I’d resigned myself to machine cancelling, because a) it doesn’t really matter and b) it wasn’t worth the PO fight. But the post office lady loved the envelopes and calligraphy, so I didn’t say a thing when she started hand-cancelling.
It was hard to let them go. I am a saver and a keeper, so it was hard for me to hand over Amy’s envelopes. Even if that was the whole point. Go on, laugh. I did.
It's strange sending the invitations out isn't it? It's that feeling of wow this is happening!
Your relationship sounds lovely.
It's real now. You have to go through with it. Looking forward to seeing mine! I am getting one, aren't I?
Got mine just now and haven't opened it yet… Okay, here goes… Pretty
I keep sniffing the paper/ink smell. Stymied by the thought of composing something before returning the RSVP card. I do like this little packet; I keep feeling the strings.
You'll be happy to know that another one made it safely to its destination. Beautiful! Sean, who designed our invites, is in awe.
LPC – it absolutely is.
Jules – check your mail, everyone else seems to have theirs today!
Kim – I'm glad you like the smell, I thought I was the only one. Writing/drawing something is optional, don't stress.
thelass – thank you! Tell Sean he doesn't want to know how much of our very long engagement was spent on these. By way of procrastinating on other things, of course.
You Pad Thai looks nothing like Australian Pad Thai, how Bizarre… Oh and I can totally understand not wanting to get rid of your lovely envelopes!