I’ve learned a lot about myself through the wedding planning process. One of the most glaring lessons being, I am a glutton for punishment. I think I’ve made a decision and then I keep looking, and keep looking, and keep looking, almost inviting something better to come along that I just have to have. The escort cards were one of those things.
Before I became completely sick of myself, I made a decision. We’re going with the wishing rock idea where each card will have a black river rock next to it. There will be a sign on the table asking guests to please make a wish on their respective rock and then place it in a large glass container we will keep in our house afterwards. As if I were getting a nod of approval for finally making a decision, I found this in the sale section of PotteryBarn when I started looking for said large glass container:

I opted for the short chubby one on the left, which was on sale for $44 and I had a $30 gift card. Sold. It arrived this weekend and was a little bigger than I anticipated, but I like it nonetheless.

I ordered it online because they didn’t have it available any longer in our local stores. And it arrived in the biggest box ever. So big, in fact, that I couldn’t imagine what it contained and for a brief second thought it was our first wedding present. But since it’s Monday (a dreary one in my neck of the woods) I leave you with a gratuitous puppy picture. Lola in the outrageously big box:

Do you have trouble pulling the trigger on every little decision? Or should I seek professional help immediately?
Pretty container. Cute dog!
I like the idea, but I’m not sure I get the logistics. How will your guests write on the rocks? A sharpie? And won’t it be hard to write a whole wish on a little rock?
I do the same thing with decisions about the wedding. But I’ve found myself coming full-circle and ending with my initial impressions.