Quaker Oatmeal Breakfast Squares are not all they purport to be. the ones i bought are "Apple Cinnamon" but they taste awful. it's like if bananas decided to marry oatmeal flavored badly with cinnamon and invited apples to the ceremony and then there was a gas leak. then that Quaker scraped everything together off of the floor of the chapel and stuck 2.1 ounces of the deadly stuff into plastic and cellophane wrappers.

yeah. yuck. but i suppose that yes, they are as filling as they claim.

our wedding planning is going smoothly. i haven't posted a lot about it. hell, i haven't posted a lot period since we got engaged. my ramblings have gone the way of the LiveJournal, mostly so that i can post wedding dress pictures and the Wolf is prohibited from viewing them by a handy dandy filter. as far as the wedding is concerned, we feel we have everything under control. we're both the sort of persons who feel that most things work themselves out, so we're trying hard not to stress.

there is, however, the added frustration of planning "side events" that involve more people. the most recent bullet dodged was that of (another) bridal shower. some wonderful coworkers threw me one a few weeks ago and were more than generous. not to be outdone, my mom and her best friend wanted to throw me one as well in the town where my mother lives. i offered the observation that i do not know anyone where she lives any longer and it was sure to look like a "capitalization" on the fact that i'm a bride and that for some reason they owe me gifts because of an i-said-so in the annals of wedding etiquette ages ago. i really don't want that to be assumed of me as i don't really expect anything. what's more, inviting people without the wherewithall to access the Internet and thereby accessing our respective Pottery Barn, Williams-Sonoma, Crate&Barrel, etc. registries is dangerous enough: you run the risk of getting things like silver tea sets. things that no one wants. things that no one wanted back in the victorian era when i'm sure they were all the rage.

however, i have the suspicion that our kitties would love to play teaparty with such an animal.

meanwhile, there are bigger things to worry with. things that matter like marriage licenses and hair styles. there is also the fact that i have a zit that threatens to never go away. still, there are 24 days, yet, going on 23, and i'm sure that's more than enough time to take care of all the matters in hand.