It has been the mantra as of late. I have been taking care of 14 weeks of backed-up paperwork for MU and the insurance company. I've made a goal of having most of the wedding planned and taken care of before I go back to school. That's less than two weeks. This includes the wedding registry, which includes going through all of the hand-me-downs that are upstairs in the HOT attic in boxes from Mom and Mark. I've been trying to catch up on violin. Ha. Plus, balancing expectations has proven interesting. I have myself and Mendon. We need to find compromise. Plus, six parents, who have, spoken or not, some idea of what the wedding should be like. Plus, their families. This is crazy. I think I can, I think... I can walk over to the fridge and cash in on last-night's investment from the Rocky Mountain Chocolate Co.
So, even more than I want to whine about a small case of burn-out from last night, I would really love to hear some wedding stories. Especially if I can laugh at them. Please?
You were holding out Rocky Mountain Chocolate Ice Cream? hmmmmm. . .
Actually, how could I be more helpful? (I think I have been sort of blowing you off without meaning to.) You have my undivided attention, let's see, from 3 to 5 on Saturday the 13th. I think I can fit you in then. Oh, which month? You want this month? hahahaha.
Uhm, how can you help more? You'll know. . . Once I get to school and start calling for a bunch of pre-wedding errands that need to get done. : )
I got talked into a wedding registry. I hate them. Some things are useful to have- and it's nice to get variety instead of ten teapots. . . but the best stuff is stuff that's not on the registry. If I could do it again I wouldn't have registered. If you do register, make sure it's stuff you actually want. I resisted it so much that in the end I just put on stuff that is stereoptyped. I mean, good China is nice but will I ever use it?
I don't have any funny stories about my wedding- but I'll tell you this. . . When that day comes you will feel seren and confident. The stress and planning will lead to the memories for a perfect day. When you take Mendon's hands in yours and say your vows you will be elated, and so thankful to have his sturdy hands to keep you from floating.
I do have a funny story about my cousin Jessica's wedding!
We have a cousin Jessica?
I can empathise - I'm in exactly the same place at the moment. The most useful thing that I have found so far is that the people that love me most have the least expectation - because they want my happiness.
My Mum had a thing about bridesmaids - so my fiances response was to suggest that we all (including himself, he's as tall as mendon and twice as large at least) best men and all wear bridesmaids dresses - find the bits that make you laugh!
At your service. Please (and very sincerely) don't hesitate to ask. It's not that 'no job is too big', but that I am capable of saying no if it is.
Yeah, Rae, Cousin Jessica?
Ma, surely you will recall the situation immediately. Eric and I drove ten hours to arrive at our first Southern wedding. We were in Kentucky. Twice during the ceremony my Uncle Claude - in his nervousness or excitement- referred to his son as Jessica- probably because he was mentally combining Jesse with Monica, my cousins wife. An interesting twist the the whole changing of names issue for carried couples!
Oh! That Cousin Jessica! Yes, that was quite funny. And when I mentioned it to Uncle Claude after the ceremony, he said it happens all the time. And not just to him. BTW, they should be having a baby soon (like this week? next?)