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The meeting with the caterer went well. The geekbo…

The meeting with the caterer went well. The geekboy actually got home from his commute early, so I called the guy and said we could come even earlier. He was thrilled. We picked the linens for the tables (not like I’m obsessed with that stuff, but it has to be done, and we picked something nice and clean-looking, appropriate for a garden wedding), fine-tuned the menu, and picked our hors d’oeurves (how the HELL do you spell that)? And you know what? We picked “franks in a blanket” because we are total white trash and we also know that everyone there (the non-veggies, anyway) will eat them because, face it, food snobs, they’re good. We also picked some other ones that looked delish. I swapped out the caesar salad with a tomato/mozzarella salad instead…the caterer pointed out that now I won’t be offering any sort of green leafy salad. In my one selfish moment of this whole thing, I said, “Well, I don’t really LIKE leafy salads; I like vegetable-type salads,” and that was the end of that. Am I being rude? You know what? I can’t believe I just wrote an entire post about the food at our wedding. Shutting up now.