

Thanks, everyone for all your kind suggestions on how to lighten my finish-your-wedding-plans-in-a-month-load! The suggestions to delegate were especially useful - I just didn’t expect that people would delegate tasks upon themselves!
Exhibit A:
The lovely and uber-helpful Miss Gingerbread found a sweet ad in the Vancouver Craiglist, contacted the poster, and sent me the information she received.
Now, Mr. Shortcake and I will have this SWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET 1952 black Chevrolet deluxe as our chariot-of-choice!
I like to wear pearls. I enjoy wearing aprons, and love a clean house. I plan on staying at home while our children are very young, and yet, I consider myself a feminist. I believe in women’s rights, and the freedom for women to choose what they want to do in life - in any direction, housewife, career woman, super-human juggler of both, whichever, whatever.

If you’re like me, or many female Vancouverites between 15 and 50, there’s a good chance you have invested your paychecks heavily in lululemon yoga gear. Now, you can have a chance to win some of that moolah back!
Because airfare from Winnipeg to Vancouver is ridiculously expensive nowadays, Mr. Shortcake and I have had to cut down our planned trips home before the wedding from six - to one. Because we’re only getting one trip before the wedding, EVERYTHING has to be done during those ten days. Does this sound stressful yet? Read on:
Miss Shortcake’s Itinerary:
see ceremony venue for the first time
meet minister, set time for rehearsal, go over ceremony outline
have all ceremony music picked out, time processional down aisle.
find areas around the church for post-ceremony pictures
premarital workshop through ceremony church
see reception venue for the first time
meet DOC for the first time, give her timeline
meet with linens coordinator, choose linens, make mock table
I love my bouquet. I haven’t seen it yet, but it exists in somewhere in the feathery, floaty, martha-polluted reaches of my mind. Because of my overwhelming love for my bouquet, I’m having a hard time reconciling myself to the idea of throwing it into the masses of single, ambitious, love-hungry ladies at my wedding.
Crazy ladies like ME.
I have been known to, at more than one wedding, so ferociously go after the bouquet that people ended up maimed. For ‘realz’ - at my first wedding (when I was twelve), I jumped up and elbowed two ladies in the face! (I don’t remember this, I kind of “black out” during bouquet tosses, only coming-to when I feel the bouquet handle lodged securely in my grip, feel the thrill of triumph running through my veins, and/or hear the angry mutters around me (”did you SEE her?”)
I’m a wee bit competitive and prone to believing in wedding superstitions.
Well, we finally did it!
We registered! Like Miss Hummingbird, we registered at Canada’s largest department store, the Hudson’s Bay Company. Unfortunately for us, there is no Macy’s, or Williams & Sonoma, or Crate and Barrel in Winnipeg, so we registered at the good ol’ Bay.
This didn’t phase Mr. Shortcake one bit, as he was already off and running with the sku gun:
“piuuu! - piuuuu!” What is it with FIs and scanners? Yeesh!
Who is this woman, and why am I not married to her??? SERIOUSLY.
Mistress Zalita of the Magical Kingdom of Cuppy-Cake has stolen my heart, and broken it into a thousand crystalline fragments. There’s nothing left.
My heart is racing like I’ve just met Johnny Depp and he just said something profoundly witty and intimate. Like, “hello.”
I can’t breathe.
…..I can’t liiiiiiiiivvvvvvve
if living is without youuuuuuu (Zalita)
I can’t giiiiivvvvve
I can’t give any mooooorrrre….
He-llo, Lov-ah!
Have you seen Turq jewelry?
Splendiferous!
Check out my favorites from their bridal line, named after married lay-days: