During my search for a wedding dress, I reluctantly decided to sign up on The Kn*t website (that is not the proper spelling, but it does properly reflect my opinion of it). Reluctantly because I had a pretty good idea of what to expect: "What is your engagement ring IQ? (Are you participating in the Diamond Olympics?) Did you remember to book a calligrapher for your invitations? Are you planning a receiving line? (Huh? Does this have something to do with football?)" But I signed up anyway because I heard they have a pretty good collection of wedding dress photos. Which, it turned out they do, but not so much of the kind of dresses I am looking for. When you sign up for an account, the Kn*t asks you for your wedding date, even if it is just an estimate. So I provided a wild guess estimate (sometime next summer), and it generated a convenient To-Do list for me. As you know, I love check lists, but this one sent me into a hysterical fit of laughter in about two seconds: ...
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