The Most Epic RSVP There Ever Was

At this point in the wedding planning process, most people are wrangling in their RSVPs. But an amazing thing has happened to us, nearly all of our guests have mailed their RSVPs in! And we're still a week away from our "respond by" date. Not too shabby, Warbler guests.

By far, our favorite response came from Man of Honor J5. Along with his RSVP card, he sent in a hilarious letter written in Old English which declared his intent to attend the wedding. He stained the letter in coffee and burned the edges to give it an ancient look. Proof, that you can put to use what you learned in elementary school.

Mr. Warbs and I spent a good fifteen minutes reading, laughing and rereading the letter. I seriously had uncontrollable cry-laughter at the pure randomness of it. I knew he was planning on doing something crazy, but I was not expecting all that. Most people don't get our humor, so I understand if you don't find it funny Hive. Don't worry, I won't hold it against you.

An excerpt reads: "I do beseech thee to save on my behalf the following: the largest of breasts of the smallest of poultries, the mignonest filet of the magnitudinous calf and the searest of salmons of the saltiest of fresh water oceans. With due regard, if time and intestinal space permit, I do also request the most formidable slice of baked artistries and velvety reds."

I enjoyed opening every single one of our RSVPs, but the fact that MOH J5 put the extra time and effort into his was freaking awesome. I have the best MOH ever. Seriously. He will beat yours in any food contest, GUARANTEED.

 All photos are personal

The second part of the letter was a list of his "humble requests". I leave you with a few of my favorites:

-Seventy three scented post-it-notes

-Ninety-six unsharpenable pencils

-A partridge in a fig tree

-A silk scarf imported from the northern tip of South Korea

Dissecting the Bridal Party: My Man of Honor

I was going to write an in-depth post about our Save the Dates reveal, but instead I decided to postpone that even further :)  In all seriousness though, they are coming soon! Today, I want to take the time to devote a post to my very best friend and Man of Honor: Johnny 5.

Johnny 5, the super awesome robot from the 1987 film, Short Circuit
Image via Johnny-Five.com

Not to be confused with WALL-E, the robot that ripped off Short Circuit.
Image via Screen Rant

Alright, as awesome as it would be to have a robot as my MOH, that is not the case. But my MOH is even better, because unlike a robot he can consume large amounts of cheesecake and Korean BBQ! I'd take that over a robot any day.

All photos are personal unless noted otherwise

My Johnny 5! We really do love cheesecake.

I make up fake names for everyone I mention in this blog. I have to remind myself to give code names for everyone else except for Johnny 5. This is because he is actually the only person that was given his nickname previously. Johnny 5, or J5 for short, is the same nickname I've called him for more than eleven years now. I refuse to call him by his real name which he used to hate but now embraces. One day I just looked at him and decided he would be J5. It caught on and soon everyone was calling him that. Even today, my family and our closest friends still call him J5. I win.

Us back in high school

I have a few girlfriends that I also consider my best friends, but J5 probably knows me the best. Sure girls have a special bond, but there's nothing like the bond between two friends and the last slice of cheesecake. Or pie. Or...well you get the point. Anyway, as soon as Mr. Warbler proposed and I was done jumping up and down, J5 was the first person I called (sorry Mom!). He rushed over that same night to celebrate with us and it was right then that I wished I could ask him to be my MOH. At that point the idea of having a man act as my MOH didn't occur to me. One, I assumed it was a role that naturally went to a woman and two, I honestly didn't think he would be up to it. 

At my Dave & Buster's graduation party

But when it came down to deciding, Mr. Warbs asked me to think of who I possibly couldn't get married without being there. I admitted that it was J5. Mr. Warbs smiled his smirky know-it-all smile that I hate (but secretly love) and told me to just ask him. Who cares about tradition or what other people might say?

J5 and I at his "Yes" Surprise Birthday Party

Let me tell you, asking him was one of the most nerve wrecking moments in my life. I tried to play it cool so he wouldn't feel pressured to say yes. But, really I was screaming "please, please!" I actually thought the "man" in him might say no, but he just smiled and said "Let's do it." Classic J5. 

I'm so happy to have him as my MOH. I've been trying to slowly ease him into things, a question about wedding colors here, a registry outing there. I don't want to overwhelm him with all of the inane inner workings of a bride's mind all at once. He's probably more likely to put up with me than anyone else though. Not only does he provide awesome, unbiased and un-girly feedback on everything, but he's also pretty crafty. In fact, his Save the Date suggestion that I...whoops that will have to wait until next time! :)  Is anyone else having an unconventional bridal party?