Wedding Watch '08

I need Photoshop so I can make an appropriate banner on the top of my Wedding Watch posts. Maybe with a picture of Dantzel and me smiling with the American flag waving in the background.

Last Saturday, we took the time to go attempt and complete our wedding registry. Unpossible! Over four hours later, we decided to finish up for the day and come back to get rid of all the other miscellaneous items to put on the registry. Highlights of the day:

-- Upon registering at Target, we were awarded with this trendy tote bag for their Club Wedd program. Despite my initial horror at them butchering the word "wed" by adding an extreneous "d" at the end, I was pleased to find out that this trendy tote bag was not only free, but limited edition. It is currently resting on the bottom of a pile of cookbooks and my scriptures.

-- I've discovered that under the right situations, I can actually out shop Dantzel. However, this is not hard at all, since Dantzel has an incredibly low tolerance for shopping. When we first started dating, we were walking through the mall and she asked if we could go into a clothing boutique. "Sure," I said with a smile, though I dreaded it inside. We walked around for ten minutes, spending more time in the clearance section than anywhere else, and she then pronounced the search for bargins futile and dead, leaving the store in a record ten minutes. That's when I knew I had to keep her.

However, her lack of shopping stamina, in a bizarre twist of events, became somewhat oddly exasperating. Hence, the following conversation:

Me: Okay, we need to look for serving platters now.

Wife to be (bored): The what?

Me: Serving platters. You know, the serve food on.

W2b: We already got plates. We got two sets.

Me: No, no, serving platters. For when guests come over.

W2b (dazed): What?

Me: Sigh, here, let me show you.

W2b: Oh, serving platters! (pause) Can we take a break after this?

We did take a break, snacking on delicious Target foods such as wonderful breads and potato wedges from the deli before setting off again. This time, in the electronic section. She pepped up quite a bit while looking for Book One and Two for Avatar: The Last Airbender.

-- While seeking out trash cans, we came across a $50 dollar Simplehuman 8 gallon stainless steel receptacle. Actually, it was the $70 one that caught my eye, but Dantzel flat out refused. I managed to convince her to let me scan the $50 one on the registry, to which she relented, but only very angrily. I still like to tease her about her indignation that they would even think about creating a trash can over $10. "They're supposed to get dirty and nasty and thrown away!" she cries. When I point out that the trash can is more of an investment than a luxury (because we can keep this high quality trash can longer than the series of plastic ones we will invariably throw away every couple of years) she points out that our future children will most likely never keep it clean and spill things in it.

"Well, I'll just clean it out then," I reply.

"No! The kids will clean it up!" she protests, with fierce maternal fury. She's going to make a very good mom someday.

We will probably return to Target again soon.