“Elvis has left the building”
Well, not Elvis. But the wedding invites have departed to the United States Post Office. Time to check a rather large checkbox as “DONE!” Granted, I still have a few to get out, but 98% of them are out of my hands now. Jared’s already sighed at the pile and remarked that we are not having a small wedding. I’ve just patted him on the head and said that we are, no matter what he thinks “small” is defined as. ::grin::
As far as what the invitations look like, at some point next week, I’ll post some pictures. I’m fairly pleased with how they turned out, after what seemed like 3 months of wrangling with designs and ideas.
In other “left the building” news, it’s not like we’ve been hiding the fact that we’re not really playing any MMOs lately, but it’s true, we aren’t. I don’t know about Jared, but I’ve canceled LoTRO. I’ve not played it since January, and as much as I was fond of it, it just didn’t grab me in the same way that WoW did. Ensidia’s Muqq’s put out his “I’m leaving” post recently, and after reading it, I kinda have to agree with quite a large chunk of what he was saying. There were several reasons Jared and I left WoW, and some of them dovetailed with Muqq’s reasons, and some of them are our own. Are we ever going back? I’m not sure. I think if a large chunk of the guild we were in came back, we’d seriously consider it. But right now, we’re both looking forward: him to Star Wars: The Old Republic and me to SWTOR and Final Fantasy XIV.
But we’re both still gaming. Jared’s been working his way through more Dragon Age: Origins, as well as Madden and NCAA football. I’ve been slowly working through Final Fantasy XIII, DA:O:Awakenings, and knitting. And then there’s all the wedding planning, which I think is starting to slow down in the “need to think about NAO!” column, thank the stars.
This weekend, it’s a trip to Atlanta to visit with friends and hit up the Georgia Renaissance Festival. Back when I was more involved in ren faire culture, this was my “home faire” and I love it. Right now, I’m just praying it doesn’t rain, or at least holds off til we get into the car to leave the fairegrounds on Saturday. Pleaaaaase don’t rain! On the plus side, it’s Highland Fling Weekend. That means Border Collies herding sheep. That also means Scotsmen. And that means men in kilts. Aw yeahhhh. 
And I think the mimosas she handed us all when we came in helped get the giggling started. ::grin::