I've Become A Stalker ...

Ever since we mailed our invitations out, I've become a stalker. A mailbox stalker that is. 

Literally the first thing I think about on my way home is, "I wonder how many pretty little envelopes will be waiting for me!?". Quite sad isn't it. We mailed out a total of 90 invitations to our guests (for a total guest count at 181). Only 2 mail days have passed and we've already received 17 responses back, leaving us a mere 73 more responses left (look at how quick I did that math!). Out of the 17 responses we've received, there is only one regret. At this rate, the wedding will be bigger than I thought!

So THANK YOU to those who have already sent their RSVP in. The way things are looking, I'll be able to turn in numbers and get my favors/seating chart board done early! We can't wait to get the rest and see who will be there with us on our big day!

My other neurotic stalking has become hotel rooms for the wedding. I swear I'm not crazy though ... it must be a bride thing! I check it everyday to see who has booked and to keep a tally of how many "welcome bags" we need to make! It's looking like a good group heeded the advice of staying and taking the shuttles versus driving (way to be smart, guys!). Maybe we'll stop by for an after party!

Speaking of booking hotel rooms, it's looking like Mike's Uncle Alan (and family) who live in New York are in the lead for furthest travelers from afar!