In the days leading up to the wedding I really didn't feel much like cooking dinner. Well really, it was less that I did not want to cook and more that I couldn't focus on anything for too long. My mind was occupied with other details, life or death situations, like confirming nail appointments and buying the bags to package the guest room gifts. When you are having a wedding, or I guess any large event, things that generally seem inconsequential take over your life. Now I understand that the earth would not have stopped turning solely based on how many cookies were packed in each glassine bag. My mother and E clearly have real patience, listening intently as I detailed instructions for aggregating baked goods in the appropriate manner.