My favorite part of wedding planning is the combination of serendipity and savings. Like when Country Mouse mentioned that she has 400 mason jars in her closet. Or when I solved our cake crisis with one fell swoop.* See, I'm over it with cakes. They're very pretty and many of them are very delicious, but I'm not a cake person. This may have to do with being force-fed a year-old, still-half-frozen piece of my mom and stepdad's wedding cake "for good luck." When you eat things for good luck, it turns out, you are not allowed to spit them out, no matter how covertly you shield this with your napkin.

Anyway, wedding cakes and I have had a tortured relationship ever since. I occasionally see one I really like, but more often they make me gasp "You want me to pay $2,000 for WHAT?" The styrofoam cake thing is pretty funny, if only for the eff-the-establishment-let's-all-eat-sheet-cake element. But He-Mouse and I are going to go one step farther.

One of our first dates was at Le Caves Vegetable Do-Nut Shop Since 1935 in Tucson. I called them up and they can provide enough Do-Nuts** for our 150 people for less than $150. These are seriously good Do-Nuts, by the way. They like to say they put the local Krispy Kreme out of business. And they're all-vegetable!*** The really funny part is that they will frost the Do-Nuts in our wedding colors, if we want, for no charge. "Just give us some notice," the girl on the phone said. "Like, you know, a week or something."

This corresponds perfectly to how much I care. Let them eat Do-Nuts!

* I really like the word "swoop," don't you?
** I have a theory about this: Do-Nuts are better than donuts, which are, like, WAY better than doughnts.
*** I don't want to think too hard about what this means, exactly, so don't make me. I just like to say it. It just tickles me to death, as my uncle Hank says.