Well, after several grueling days of designing invitations, I finished them last night. I walked to the print shop today to see if I could get my proof printed (while I waited, preferably, though unlikely) but they were closed. I’m not going to share it with the online public, at least until I get them completed and sent out. We went with a dark chocolate brown and blue. They’ll be a little over $1.30 each, including postage (within Canada). Breaks down like this:
-One sheet of brown cardstock = two invites ($0.25/invite)
-One sheet of decorative paper in place of tricky ribbon = five invites ($0.12/invite)
-One sheet of paper with invite wording and decoration = four invites ($0.25/invite)
-One envelope (out of pack of 50 purchased on eBay) = one invite ($0.18/invite)
I’m not sure I saved any money by doing it myself, but at least we got the invitation we wanted. If we went for a cheaper solution, we’d have had to sacrifice a lot because cheap invites tend to be uggg-ly.
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Life has been hectic here since Ash started army crawling a week ago. What’s even harder to deal with is that we’re catsitting for my sister who is supposed to be catsitting for someone else, and Ash LOVES (oh man, you should hear him squeal like a pig anytime Rufus - the cat - comes near) this animal and chases him around the room. Ash even crawled through the bottom disc of his exersaucer today. God forbid I turn my back for two seconds (ie to make something to eat), because Ash heads right for the cat dish full of squishy catfood. Wouldn’t it be a shame for him to break veg already, only a week into eating solids. And what a horrible taste it would be in comparison to the whole grain, organic brown rice cereal or avacado he’s been experimenting with.
There is no time for me to do anything while Ash is up and around. If it’s not the catfood dish, it’s the Wii in the next room (I think he’s attracted to the little light on the top, because if he can get near it, his mouth goes right around the light) which Clive brought home the other night without my permission [I say "permission" only because one of my responsibilities is Money, and um, we have none, which is why Clive has had a second job since before xmas and we're both slowly burning out- me faster than him].
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This Wednesday my sister, mom and I are going wedding dress shopping. It’ll be my first time trying on any kind of gown, and we’re all looking forward to it. I have no intention of actually buying a dress at any of the shops we visit unless they can compete with the $200 price tag on a lot of the custom made dresses that people sell on eBay. We’re also buying our rings on eBay (after getting our fingers sized at a local jewlery store), maybe my veil (I have one that someone gave me when Clive and I first got engaged), and whatever else we can find.
