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Nope. Distance makes planning a party difficult. Really difficult.

I came to this conclusion during my lunch break today as I sat with increasingly gluey fingers, eating my sub sandwich, finishing up the last of my sister's baby shower invitations (Yes, the party's Saturday and I was finishing up invites. Sue me.) and working out what all needs to be done.

My first issue with distance comes from the fact that I have family scattered all over the place. My Indiana roots mean about 90 percent of the relatives (thus, about 90 percent of the guest list) lives a long way away. And even though I know most of them probably won't make it to the party, you hope they will and want to invite them anyway.

But when you've stupidly chosen labor-intensive invites requiring lots of gluing , stamping and arranging, more invitations means more work. And trust me, I've done my share of work for these things.

Then there's the fact that I'm about 3.5 hours away from where the party will be (not to mention the woman helping me plan it.) So that introduces a whole plethora of new challenges. Getting the plates, decorations, etc. won't be hard, but what about the cake? Do I make it here and transport it to Laredo, avoiding bumps in the road as much as possible, or wait until the last minute and do it over there? Both sound shaky to me.

And don't even get me started thinking about the decorating nightmare that awaits when I get into town late, late, late Friday and have to get ready for the Saturday afternoon extravaganza.

Sigh. It's all just a little overwhelming right now. But I'm sure it will work out fine.

But I'll tell you this - if this is the calm before the storm, I quit.