The fine art of planning with parents.

That's a lie. There is no fine art. It's an awkward and ungainly dance around the actual issues, peppered with insults and misery.

Maybe that's a little dramatic...ah, but who doesn't love drama? Jersey Shore gets 5million viewers a week!

Trying to find a venue has been impossible. Completely, totally, depressingly impossible. Nobody agrees, everyone has different wants, and time is running out. The Boy and I have very few wants:

• Indoor & outdoor space
• Not too fancy (a little rustic)
• In the city, and easily accessible to people without cars (all our friends)

They want:

• Fancy/elegant venue
• Anywhere within the bounds of the GTA...which is rather large

Our list has ballooned with their addition of my parents' friends, pushing us out of the smaller venue options into mid-to-large sized ones. Goodbye budget. Goodbye to 90% of the rustic options. Hello arguments!

They're leaving for a holiday for a few weeks, and we've set a final decision date for a week after they return. Hopefully things will come together and no one will have to call in the homicide squad.

NOM NOM NOM!