Inter-regional man of mystery

Rob, you tease.

We know you and the lovely Laura are coming to the wedding -- in time for the Saturday events, no less -- but our knowledge stops there. The way we see it, there are three interpretations of this enigma:

1) You and Laura are planning on crash dieting in May, and will only be partaking in hors d'oeuvres and alcohol. Fair enough; there should be plenty.

2) You decided to give Michael and me way too much power. Don't forget -- we have the option of a write-in. Golf course groundhog, anyone? They're super fresh, sustainably farmed, and locally grown. :o)

3) Your dinner choices are sufficiently awesome that you're waiting for the appropriate amount of suspense to build before revealing them. Again -- fair enough. Given that we know you, we're thinking this one is a lock.

Today's mail also raised an interesting betting opportunity: how many RSVPs of various incomplete or inconsistent information will we get? We're thinking at least a few with mismatched numbers of guests and meals, I'm guessing at least one more mysterious diner, and who knows what else?


Side note: one of our new favorite games is guessing who each RSVP is from, if it's only got a postmark, and what dinners were ordered. So far, we're actually scarily accurate with the dinners. So as you debate the menu to yourself, you can wonder if Michael and I already know what you're going to choose. ;o)