I mentioned last time I blogged (I suck at that, btw) that I was gonna discuss my wedding plans and such. I'm still working out some most of them, but I love talking about what I've gots going on so far.
Okay. So location- done. My insanely small town. At the gazebo, next to the river. It's pretty. Reception will be at the park next to the river. Done and done.
Wedding party- done. My bestie is going to be my matron of honor. My fiance's dad will be his best man. That's all we're having. Simple.
Dresses- so completely NOT done. I don't even want to think about wedding dresses anymore. If Old Navy made a wedding dress, I'd be super psyched. Alas, they don't and so I am screwed.
Remember, people, I'm a big girl with big girl curves. So these tiny sample wedding dresses aren't happening. I hate when I go to wedding boutiques and they give me attitude for not being a size 2. I swear I'm just going to make my own dress. Nevermind that I've never sewn before. I'm going to do it. It's a simple wedding, I just need a simple dress. Not so hard.
I did, in my attempts at trying on wedding dresses, discover that I am obsessed with veils. Long veils, short veils, catherdral length veils, I love them all. I can't wait to wear my veil on my wedding day. Now if only dress shopping was as easy as veil shoppping....
You know what else makes me sick? Well, not really sick. My bestie, who's been my bestie for 20 years, could be a freaking supermodel. You know, if they had supermodels who were 5'3. I made her try on dresses one day (after I broke down crying while dress shopping... Story later.) and they looked phenomenal on her. It's not fair! I'm the bride. I should look better. Oh well.
Ok. So story about crying while wedding dress shopping. I'm sure it's not uncommon. I didn't cry because of the dresses or anything. It was the first boutique my bestie and I went to. The first time I looked at dresses in person instead of online. And the salesladies (yes, ladies... I was so important there were 2 salesladies) were putting the pressure on me to find a dress. Just find a dress. And my friend was pressuring me to just try on a dress. And I was thinking about how big this is, getting married. And how my entire life is going to change. Not just my name, but everything. Because once we're hitched, I'm moving 3000 miles across the country to be with him. And I started crying. It sucked.
Yes, peoples. That's right. I'm planning this wedding wih my fiance 3000 miles away. So pretty much the bestie is helping me. And I'm also planning a trip to visit my fiance AND trying to start organizing things to move across the country. On top of work and all that. Luckily, there are only 28 school days left til my summer vacay. I love being a teacher and getting summers off.
I'm all over the place tonight. I'm gonna stop before I scare someone.
I've got the baby fever. And it's a pretty bad case, too. There I was, minding my own business in Target, when all of a sudden I walk by the baby stuff. And BAM! that's all I can think about. Babies and baby names and baby clothes and diapers and bottles and etc.
This is not good. First of all, I'm in the middle of planning my wedding. I don't necessarily need to be thinking about getting knocked up right now. My fiance and I have an agreement to wait til after the wedding. Unfortunately. Because, at the moment, I'd much rather have a baby than get married. It's funny how priorities can change overnight.
So many people around are getting pregnant. One of my friends is pregnant with her 4th. Color me jealous. Everytime I log onto facebook it seems like another friend is saying she's pregnant. Or that his wife/girlfriend/random chick is pregnant. And I'm happy for them, but also intensely jealous. I know what I want.
I'm glad that my fiance is supportive of this and doesn't think I'm crazy. Like I said, we have an agreement to wait to have kids. But he talks about baby names with me all the time and what the nursery will look like and everything. I'm glad he indulges me. It makes me happy. Now, if I was only knocked up, then I'd be ecstatic....
PS- Next entry will involve wedding plans and the dreaded trying on wedding dresses. :)
I'm planning my wedding. This, in itself, is a great thing. I'm completely and totally in love with my fiance. He's truly my soulmate. And I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with him. But wedding planning is stressful.
First of all, it's my wedding. Well, and my fiance's. But I'm pretty much planning by myself. So we (I) picked the colors red and purple for the wedding. I think they are beautiful together. (Probably seen One Tree Hill too many times.) Problem is, my mom hates those colors. She loathes them. But it's my wedding. So they stay.
Second problem, wedding dresses. I'm a big woman. And most big woman wedding dresses aren't cute. And the ones that are cost a ton of money. Our wedding won't be big. We don't want to spend a lot of money. So I'm not wanting to spend $1000 on a dress I'll wear once.
Third issue, location. At this moment, my fiance and I are living on different sides of the country. He'd like to get married on the west coast. I'd rather be married where I live. All my family and friends are here. Plus, his family lives here. So it makes sense, right? My fiance would rather just go to Vegas and get married in a chapel there, just the two of us.
Honestly, I'm not completely adverse to that option. But I'd like to come back to my state and have a reception with our friends and family. He's okay with that. But he wants to get married in Vegas, go on a honeymoon, then have the small (really, really small) gathering of family.
Another issue is family. His family is small. Just his parents, aunt, uncle, cousin, grandfather, and great-uncle. My family is huge. On just my dad's side, there's 6 aunts/uncles and 20 cousins. Plus my grandmother. And that's just my dad's side. Plus my other "family." My bff and I have been friends for 20 years. And her family has pretty much been my second family. Her mom is my other mom and her sister is like my sister. So I'd want to invite them, obviously. So that would be another 14 (at the most) people. And then people from work. Are they invited? I work with not that many people. (I work in a very small school.) It's 4 other people. And I ♥ the girls I work with. So are they invited? For me, I'd like to invited probably 60 people. Then whoever he wants to invite.
It's so many decisions. I don't know what to do. I'm sure everything will work out. At least I've got the colors, the bridal party (just my bff as matron of honor and his dad (awww!) as best man), the cake, the food (hello, people in my families that can cook!), and the bridesmaid dress picked out.
I guess I just take it one day at a time and don't get too stressed. Wedding 2012, here I come!
