we have checked off three big things this weekend. you’ll be glad to know that scottie will probably not be getting married in a t-shirt and jeans; i will not be walking down the aisle in vans slip-ons, and we will not be exchanging cigar bands during the ceremony. 

i’m sure my mother is relieved. 

in other news: favors are nearly done, my MOH has a dress, and i found the Right string lights this weekend. 

so everything continues swimmingly! 

except that whole “people actually getting their invitations” thing. 

scottie and sent out save-the-date cards, mostly so out-of-towners could begin to plan their trips before the “lower fare” window closed. we got non of them back from the post office, so we figured the addresses on those were safe to use for the invites. 

well, the USPS is doing their DANGEDEST to see that they AREN’T.

so far we’ve gotten three invitations back with “insufficient address” labels on them. the addresses look something like this: 

Friend or Family Member’s Name

Address 

Apt No (where applicable)

City, State ZIP

They are white envelopes with dark grey writing. I have ridiculously good penmanship, so I know they’re legible. I can’t help but think the postal service is just being a bunch of a-holes. 

How do I know this? Because my cousin and my aunt and uncle got two separate invitations at the same address, one addressed to my cousin, one addressed to my aunt and uncle. My cousin received his; my aunt and uncle’s was returned “insufficient address.” 

THEY SHARE A MAILBOX. IN A TOWN OF LESS THAN 4,000. 

Another one is a friend of mine who lives in Brooklyn. She’s got a somewhat distinctive name; it’s not like there are a zillion people running around with her last name in Fort Greene. And i would bet my LIFE that she’s the only one in her building with that name. but somehow, including her name, street address, apartment number, city, state, and zip code on the envelope wasn’t enough for it to be delivered. 

I get mail for every single person that has ever lived in my house (and their children, in some cases), but somehow the USPS won’t deliver a hand-addressed invitation to CURRENT RESIDENT of a particular apartment? Maybe I should have addressed it to some random person or made it look like a Val-Pak or an AARP flyer. Because based on my mail she sure as shit would have gotten it then. 

this is the road that my relatives live on. i can see how finding the right house might be confusing — there must be something like 7 mailboxes on their stretch.