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There are ten more weekends between now and our wedding (not including the wedding). Ten weekends, in which to have people come visit, make favors, get my dress altered (find shoes so I can get my dress altered), have the traditional gatherings and parties, pay down the remaining costs, etc etc etc etc. Twenty-one non-working days (because of Labor Day).
Excuse me while I quietly freak out.
Also, a certain sub-section of my family has decided to be epically asinine about our wedding. Too bad there's no punitive invitation-retraction etiquette. M's family, on the other hand, is collectively excited and supportive and coming from all over the place to visit. (The majority of my family is awesome, too, but the stark contrast between the Crazies and Everbody Else is almost painful.)
I may have over-estimated the value of being generous in including my (obnoxious) extended family, and M may have under-estimated how willing his relatives are to travel great distances and hang out in the mountains to visit with one another, eat cake, and, you know, see us get married.
Most of the wedding ceremony is written, and now I have to go find/make stuff for the ceremony. RSVP cards are rolling in, and some of our favorite (non-obnoxious) people have decided to come. All in all the good certainly outweighs the bad.
AND... M started school today. More or less. Except that his car decided it needed a new distributor on his way to school, so he picked up his Trig assignments and will sort English out on Wednesday.
Never a dull day in our world. Then again, I am home on a week night so it certainly could have been worse.
Ten weekends. Crazy. But that also means ten weeks until I'm on three weeks of vacation. Awesome. And another til I'm married. Double awesome. And if work asks me to come back from my honeymoon early to deal with the next million dollar system I think I may dig deep down to my inner two-year-old and have a tantrum with HR worthy of an extra early bedtime.
Oh yeah. Ten weeks and I maybe kinda might have to go to Europe between now and my wedding. HAHAYOU'RESOFUNNYSALESGUY, No.
Kthnx bai.
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7 comments:
So sorry to hear that they're being crazy. Even sorrier that I'm not terribly surprised to hear it.
Not so sure what to say about Europe... o.0. You will get through this, and it will be *beautiful.* And then you go to HI...
*mwah* love you!
P.S. I've my dress, and it's *perfect!* ;)
i'm sorry that you have to deal with crazy people as if wedding planning isn't stressful enough. just let me know if i can help with anything. i'm particularly good at things like running errands, preventing freak outs, and keeping groomsmen on schedule (i submit george's wedding as an example). ^_~
For Lauren, I think you have met some of the crazies in the family. All my side, sorry to say. But I will fight them back to keep the wedding calm and lovely.
I am so excited, but I don't have anything to wear, and need my hair cut, and have table decorations to do, cookies to bake, lists to make... only 10 weeks! eyes blink, where did the time go?
Yes, I sure have. I'm sure it will turn out just fine, though. *thinks positive, non-crazy thoughts*
I can't believe it's only 10 weeks either. But it will all get done and be absolutely lovely. And you have a set of willing, artsy-crafty hands over here on the East Coast that are happy to help.
I can heartily reccommend Zappos for the wedding shoe thing, I ordered something like 8 pairs, they arrived on my doormat 2 days later, I tried them on with the dress in my own home, and sent the rejects back. Definite sanity saver.
Best wishes for sanity and calm, and a lovely experience for you both
RosemaryRiveter/PainfullyFluffy (commenting on DoD computer so no logging in)
The shoe idea is great! Thank you, Rosie. And I may ask for help making favor cards (and then eventually programs), once I get the materials together.
Right now I need to make a bridal shower/bachelorette party guest list and get it to Lia.
Lau', once Katie and I finalize the ceremony, I'll talk to you about your part. :)
Sounds like a plan, Stan ;)
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