The food whore

... of course I didn't name her that.So I belong to a wedding planner's website. One of the women - I think she's in CA - has a caterer that she works with exclusively. She's called the food whore - makes you wonder. At any rate, she has a blog that keeps me generally entertained for days.... when I grow up in blog world I want to be just like her. Read on:

It's not that I am not a romantic person by nature, I mean - I have that in me.

But some of the stories we hear when dealing with Brides for Wedding Tricks - well, they seem just a little over the top.

We recently met with a bride, and she went into great length discussing her desire for an ice sculpture. She wanted >"... flowy and graceful... I want it to evoke emotion. I want it to be The Groom and I entwined in a loving embrace - and to look like we are floating to the sky in a cloud of passion...I want it to reflect how our married life will be..."

She was dead serious. And hey, good on her. But when she left The Partner looked at me and said, "Maybe I am cold and dead inside, but I think I threw up a little during the ice sculpture description."

"Yeah. If an ice sculpture reflected my married life it would be a picture of me slumped over my butcher block with an empty martini glass while the husband sat watching Battlestar Galactica in tattered sweats."

"Good times."

"Yeah, good times."

She should be writing for someone at Fox, for crying out loud!

For someone like me who is going on 20 years of marriage, this really struck my funny bone.